Godly Dragon Guard

Could it be that the soul of the prehistoric Yinglong is sealed in this vase?

Shen Lang's heart was palpitating and he said: "Two sisters, please stay where you are for now, while I go to pay a visit to that senior!"

After saying that, Shen Lang sealed part of the glazed heart fire in Fairy Qiongxiao's body, then stood up and walked towards the high platform in the center of the altar.

"Brother Shen, be careful!"

Fairy Bixiao shouted a reminder, always feeling a little uneasy in her heart.

Shen Lang had no choice. The altar seemed to be a shelter, but there was no restriction at all. Wu Wenhua could break in at any time.

For the current plan, we can only seek the blessing of the ancient Yinglong.

Not long after, Shen Lang came to the center of the altar and climbed onto the circular platform.

There was a golden treasure vase placed on the high platform, and a strange energy wave surged from the mouth of the bottle.

"Junior Shen Lang, pay homage to senior and thank him for his life-saving grace!"

Shen Lang held his breath and concentrated, and bowed deeply to the golden vase in front of him.

Sure enough, as soon as Shen Lang bowed like this, the treasure bottle actually responded, and a brilliant green light surged from the mouth of the bottle.

Immediately afterwards.

"You, take a step forward!"

A deep and majestic voice echoed over the altar, seeming to be talking to Shen Lang.

Shen Lang was shocked. This was the voice of the ancient Yinglong from before.

He didn't think too much and took a step forward, only a stone's throw away from the vase.

"I am sealed in this 'Dragon Soul Bottle'. Please pick up this bottle and I will guide you on what to do next."

The voice of Honghuang Yinglong came to Shen Lang's ears again.

"Okay! Please listen to senior's instructions."

Shen Lang's heart was racing, and he immediately picked up the golden vase from the high platform.

However, at this moment.

The mouth of the golden vase suddenly lit up, swallowing up Shen Lang's soul power like a violent storm.

Shen Lang rolled up waves of blood and was sucked away by the golden treasure bottle. The soul power in his body was swallowed up by the treasure bottle like a wave, and his whole body twitched and trembled!

"ah!!!"

The huge pain caused Shen Lang's face to twist ferociously, and he tried his best to hold the treasure bottle, but the golden treasure bottle actually tightly sucked his right hand, and Shen Lang's body could not even muster any strength to resist.

"Brother Shen, what's wrong with you?"

Hearing Shen Lang's screams, Fairy Bixiao's beauty turned pale.

"No, let's go take a look quickly!"

Fairy Qiong Xiao's expression changed greatly, and she immediately stood up from her meditation, dragging her injured body that had not yet recovered, and rushed in the direction of Shen Lang.

In just a few breaths, Shen Lang's own soul power was absorbed by the treasure bottle, and he collapsed on the high platform, exhausted.

Even if he has practiced the Blood Shadow Magic Art, no matter how full his soul power is, he can't withstand this intensity of devouring!

"Bang bang bang!"

After the treasure bottle absorbed Shen Lang's soul power, the green light surging between the mouth of the bottle became more intense.

Shen Lang gritted his teeth and twitched all over. The golden vase was still devouring and absorbing the remaining soul power in his body.

My soul power has been exhausted. If I continue to suck it like this, I am afraid that my life force will be sucked away.

Shen Lang's eyes were about to burst, and he screamed at the top of his lungs: "Senior, please show mercy!!!"

"Don't panic, I'm just lending you your soul power."

A majestic voice came from the vase, and then a brilliant blue light erupted from the bottle mouth. A Yinglong with wings on its back emerged from the green light, appearing in mid-air above the high platform.

I saw that Yinglong's whole body was covered with blue dragon scales, as bright as spar. The dragon's head was extremely ferocious but not without a noble aura. The dark golden pupils were as bright as stars, and the dragon's body was slowly swinging, exquisite and gorgeous.

This spirit of the prehistoric dragon is less than a hundred feet long, but it gives people a vast and majestic aura, which makes people feel awe and involuntarily feel surrender!

"What on earth is this..."

Fairy Bixiao and Fairy Qiongxiao who came over couldn't help but look at each other when they saw the dragon soul spirit that suddenly appeared.

Yinglong's soul said solemnly: "Thanks to your gift, we can finally manifest our soul, body and essence. Just now, we spent a lot of soul power to resist the Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian on the top of the mountain, and our strength was greatly reduced. Therefore, I just want to lend you your soul power."

"That's it...that's it!"

Shen Lang was panting slightly, but fortunately, the ancient Yinglong soul only sucked away most of his soul power and did not harm his life.

This part of the lost soul power can be restored to its original state simply by practicing meditation or devouring other living beings.

Fairy Bixiao and Fairy Qiongxiao also breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that the other party had no ill intentions.

"Let me ask you, why did you break into the witch tomb?"

Yinglong Soul stared down at Shen Lang and asked.

Shen Lang's forehead was sweating. Whether he could survive or not now depended on whether this "senior" was willing to protect them. Shen Lang didn't dare to lie to him, so he had to tell Honghuang Yinglong the truth, claiming that he had obtained the treasure left by Zhen Yuanzi. Taking the manuscript as an opportunity, he entered the witch tomb.

"Zhen Yuanzi? Humph, Fuxi indeed commissioned this person to build the 'Wood Witch Tomb' in the past. The altar at the bottom of Canglong Mountain was also made by Zhen Yuanzi."

Yinglong Zhihun said calmly.

Shen Lang was secretly shocked. It was amazing that Zhen Yuanzi was able to build an independent space of this scale.

"Junior, where did the lotus lantern on your body come from, and why do you still have the soul aura of the great shaman of the witch clan in your body?" Yinglong Soul revealed the secrets of Shen Lang and asked questions one after another.

The prehistoric Yinglong was a strong man in the demigod realm during his lifetime. Even if the spirit of the spirit left behind was weak, he could easily detect the lotus lantern on Shen Lang's body, as well as the blood of the ancestral witch and the divine soul of the great witch in the lotus lantern. .

The reason why Yinglong's soul was awakened was largely because he sensed the blood of the ancestral witch and the soul aura of the great witch.

Shen Lang took a deep breath and transmitted the message: "It's a bit complicated to say, but this junior is actually not a monk of this era, but came through time and space relying on the lotus lantern..."

He simply revealed his identity as the Chosen One.

Regarding these secrets, Shen Lang didn't want Fairy Bixiao and Fairy Qiongxiao to know about them, so he informed the soul of the ancient Yinglong in front of him through sound transmission.

Yinglong's soul responded via voice transmission: "The Chosen One? Traveling through time and space? It's interesting! It seems that a great disaster is coming in this era. Junior, it may not be a coincidence that you can enter this witch tomb. It may be Zhenyuan The Son does it intentionally.”

"Although we don't know what the Chosen One represents, you are indeed different."

Yinglong's soul could see that Shen Lang was extraordinary. He was able to cultivate to such an extent with less than a million years of bone age. Not only did he have precious treasures such as the lotus lantern at his side, but he also had the blood of Yuanfeng.

Looking at the age of Lich where all the heroes come together, such a talented person is an outstanding existence.

"That's all. Since you can be recognized by the great witch Houyi and I believe you are one of our own, I won't bother you one by one." Yinglong Zhihun was not entangled in Shen Lang's identity.

Shen Lang let out a long breath, clasped his fists and said, "It's really an offense to step into the witch tomb this time. Thanks to senior, I can forgive you! I don't know why senior's soul was sealed in this treasure vase. Can junior help you get out of trouble?"

"It's just a wisp of a dead soul. It doesn't matter whether we can escape or not."

Honghuang Yinglong shook his head helplessly and said in a deep voice: "I was once the great witch Kuafu's mount during my lifetime, and my cultivation reached the realm of demigods. Before I died, I left a ray of dragon soul essence behind, and volunteered to guard the witch tomb. Accompany the master to sleep..."