Great Slaughter System

(PS: Make up for rewards, 33/50)

After Shen Lang had a clear understanding of his "Tao", he entered the dream again.

It was still the same dream as last time, surrounded by fairy mist and a peaceful atmosphere.

Shen Lang came to the boulder again, looked at the poems on it, and felt more deeply.

"Is there really a fairy world in this world? Why hasn't anyone ascended in Zhenwu Continent?"

In Shen Lang's spare time, he also checked a lot of information. The only thing that has a strong note is that the first generation of Tianzun in the Hall of Eternal Life may have ascended. It is said that the first generation of Tianzun in the Hall of Eternal Life is a very ancient person, so ancient that it can be traced back to before the Yaozu.

It is said that there were creatures in the Yaozu before, but that is nothing to study. After all, in people's cognition, the Yaozu is the first creature to appear in the world.

I don't know how the news of the first generation of Tianzun's ascension in the Hall of Eternal Life was passed down. Shen Lang felt that someone had deliberately spread it. He didn't know the purpose, but even if there was a purpose, he would not pursue it. After all, before the strength is not strong, any curiosity will appear unpredictable.

The underworld can be said to be the strongest force where the true god does not come out, but the true god is always a big rock, especially the Tianzun who is trapped in the Tianzhu sword formation. Since that person can take the position of the Tianzun, it shows that the strength is absolutely terrifying.

Just as Shen Lang's thoughts were flying, a voice came from the towering fairy mountain.

"Thirty-three days outside the sky, there are gods in the white clouds."

"Immortals are made by mortals, I am afraid that mortals will not be strong."

The sudden sound of poetry brought Shen Lang back to reality.

"Um?"

Shen Lang frowned. He entered the dream this time, in fact, to pursue his own way. His way is the kingly way, that is, the way of the overlord, but it is completely opposite to this dream. The place is peaceful and serene, without any murderous desire or evil thoughts, but a bit isolated from the world.

But Shen Lang never let go of his vigilance, this dream is even more mysterious than the nightmare world in the Great Dream Heart Sutra.

The area of ​​this dream is boundless and vast, but there are no people in the slightest. They are all spirit creatures such as cranes. Those spirit creatures are not afraid of Shen Lang at all, but instead surround him in the distance in amazement, watching him as an outsider.

Shen Lang didn't take any action against those spirit creatures, it's too mysterious here, God knows, if moving these spirit creatures, there will be no danger.

The Dao rhyme here is very clear, not as hazy as in Zhenwu Continent. Although Shen Lang's "Tao" is incompatible with this place, he feels the Dao he wants to pursue in the Dao rhyme floating in the sky.

There are also people in the underworld who have practiced the Great Dream Heart Sutra, but their dreams are different from Shen Lang's.

The place where Emperor Xuantian Evil entered was a world of swords and swords, filled with boundless sword energy and sword energy, among which the meaning of sword is very strong.

But the place where Buddha Karma Twins and others entered is the evil realm, where there are countless evil spirits for them to cultivate, and the rest of the people are also different. No one has entered Shen Lang's dream, so he has no understanding of this place.

When Shen Lang broke through last time, he entered once, but after he had an epiphany, he withdrew. This time he came for the second time.

Just as Shen Lang was meditating, the stone tablet rose into the sky, and a mountain road appeared in front of his eyes.

Behind the stele is the towering fairy mountain, which is so foggy that you can't see it clearly. Even the mountain road is covered with fog, and you can only see the steps under your feet.

Shen Lang took a deep breath, since he came, he will be at peace, this is his dream, he doesn't believe that someone can attack him in his dream.

Slowly walking up the first step, a picture appeared in his mind. It was a picture of a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood. Countless people were fighting, including Taoist priests, monks, and people from other regions in strange costumes. Among them were people from the underworld.

These images just flashed before his eyes, and then he saw a giant palm falling from the sky, everyone was killed and injured, even the people in the underworld were not spared.

A layer of cold sweat appeared on Shen Lang's forehead, and then the screen turned, and he appeared on the battlefield as Tianqi Rensheng, but he couldn't hear what he was saying in the screen at all. As his voice fell from the screen, his figure rose into the sky, and the screen disappeared. In the last scene, only a mask was seen falling from the sky.

Trembling all over, Shen Lang recovered, gasped heavily, Shen Lang's eyes flashed a gleam, and continued to walk up the next step.

Just when he came to this step, another picture appeared. This picture was different from the one just now, but he was sitting on the emperor's chair, and countless figures knelt down and worshiped below.

Those people were very respectful and pious, and then they saw themselves in the picture, and waved their hands, "Kill."

As the sound of "killing" fell, the entire Zhenwu Continent entered the chaos of war. Countless strong men streaked across the sky. In the end, all those who resisted were slaughtered on the Zhenwu Continent. Then he saw himself standing on a huge sacred mountain.

The screen resumed, and Shen Lang continued to walk up.

There will be a picture on every step, some pictures, Shen Lang's mind almost collapsed, crying and laughing at times, miserable and desolate, Shen Lang doesn't know if those pictures are true or not, but he firmly engraves them in his heart.

These pictures seem to be choosing a path for him, and it is up to him which path he will take in the future.

When Shen Lang reached the last step, he finally knew how many steps there were, and it turned out to be ninety-nine steps. When he saw the last step, he didn't know whether he should walk up or not.

He knew that this last step was definitely not easy. Maybe his "Tao" would be completed on that step, but he might fail on that step.

Shen Lang didn't need to think about the consequences of the failure. It must be a mental breakdown and a complete waste of cultivation. Even if he could start all over again, he probably wouldn't achieve much.

On the road of martial arts, as long as you fail once, you will fail forever. After all, it is a scar that will never be erased. For example, Zhao Jiuzhou, who was defeated by Shen Lang once, will never catch up with him.

Shen Lang's expression was serious, and he stepped forward unswervingly, knowing that there would be danger, but Shen Lang still stepped forward, who is he? He is the lord of the underworld, the master of the world's creatures, if he doesn't even have the courage to do so, he will pretend to be Tianqi Rensheng the Great.

boom! ! !

The picture in his mind resurfaced again, but this time Shen Lang's primordial spirit began to tremble.