Great Slaughter System

Shen Lang protected Yan Ruyu. Although those sword qi were powerful, they had no effect on Shen Lang. The sword qi that was not blocked by Taihuang and others were melted by an invisible energy when they came to Shen Lang.

Whoosh! ! !

Shen Lang moved his feet, his body turned into an afterimage, and appeared on the corridor in an instant. He pointed a finger at the holes that emitted sword energy, and those holes that emitted sword energy were destroyed one after another. In an instant, the entire corridor became quiet.

Taihuang came to Shen Lang's side, Emperor, these sword qi should not be issued by humans, but seem to be issued by some kind of treasure.

Shen Lang nodded lightly, Well, it should be the strong man who sealed the sword energy in an object, and after sensing the breath of a person, it will be released automatically.

Everyone nodded suddenly, it should be what Shen Lang said.

Shen Lang and the others did not stop, but continued to go deep inside.

As they went deeper, Shen Lang and the others finally walked out of the corridor, but when they saw the scene outside the corridor, they couldn't help being surprised.

This is a dilapidated world, full of broken walls and ruins, a fairy palace built by a strong ruler has turned into such a dilapidated state.

And in the depths of the broken wall, there is a looming altar. The altar is huge, but it is towering and desolate, giving people a sense of loneliness.

Emperor, how could this be?

Seeing the situation in front of them, Taihuang and others couldn't help asking in surprise.

In his prediction, as the palace of the strong ruler, even if the strong ruler dies, the palace cannot fall to this point. After all, when they were in the corridor just now, their attack could not cause any damage to the wall at all.

They are all already at the cultivation level of the ancestral realm, and they have not caused any damage to the palace, so who can cause damage to this fairy palace? Could it be another ruler, but that's impossible. If it was destroyed by another ruler, how could the outer corridor be intact?

Shen Lang didn't delve into this issue, but led everyone to walk in vigilantly.

As they went deeper, Shen Lang and the others felt a sense of depression in their hearts. The deeper they went, the stronger this feeling of depression became, as if a mountain was pressing down on their hearts, and even their bodies became heavy.

Suddenly a black mist rose, and the entire hall was covered, and the eyes could not see anything more than one meter away. Shen Lang and others made a decisive decision, and they all stopped in place, back to back, looking around vigilantly, preventing someone from suddenly rushing out to attack them.

Dijun, it's so weird, these black mist can actually block the induction of the primordial spirit.

Shen Lang has already tried it, even with Ye Fan's strength, he can't sense everything outside through the black mist.

The black mist rolled like a rising air wave, and the withered claws protruded from the black mist, grabbing at Shen Lang and the others.

boom! ! !

Because Shen Lang has a systematic possession, he is much more powerful than Tai Huang and others. Before the dry claws came to them, Shen Lang made a move. The Heavenly Emperor punched out, and even the black mist seemed to be cleared away. As soon as the eyes of Tai Huang and others brightened, they saw Shen Lang's punch and the dry claws colliding together.

Thump! ! !

A sound like the evening drum and the morning bell rang in everyone's ears, and there was a sound of footsteps. The owner of the withered claws retreated one after another in the black mist, causing the ground to vibrate continuously.

You stay here, protect Ruyu well, I'll go and have a look.

Shen Langyi is a bold man, this Immortal Palace of Creation is a bit weird, even if there is a trap ahead, he must step in, because only in this way can he find a clue.

The black mist billowed, and Shen Lang's figure disappeared into it. Although Taihuang and the others didn't move, they raised their vigilance, concentrated 100% of their attention, and observed their surroundings vigilantly to prevent someone from attacking them again.

Shen Lang broke through the thick black fog, and finally saw the person who attacked his door. It was an old man in a plain white robe. The old man's eye sockets were sunken, but there was a flash of struggle in his eyes from time to time.

After seeing the old man's face clearly, Shen Lang couldn't help being surprised.

True Spirit?

The old man in front of Shen Lang was Zhen Lingzi who followed Shen Lang and others into the Martial Realm. When Shen Lang and others were outside to attract the attention of Sword Emperor and others, Zhen Lingzi secretly found Good Fortune Immortal Palace and sneaked in.

In fact, since the first time he entered the Martial Realm, Zhen Lingzi already knew the secrets of the Martial Realm, and he also knew about the matter of dominating the godhead. But at the beginning, because no one could attract the attention of the three sword emperors, Zhen Lingzi had no chance to sneak into the Immortal Palace of Good Fortune, so he let it go.

The arrival of Shen Lang and others this time gave Zhenlingzi a chance. Even Qinghuang and others in the dark were included by Zhenlingzi.

But he never expected that this Immortal Palace of Good Fortune was more dangerous than the Martial Realm, and there was such a thing in it. The true spirit child was careless for a moment, controlled his mind, and became a half-dead puppet to protect the Immortal Palace of Good Fortune.

Boom! ! !

The void is distorted, and if there is a collapse, purple thunderbolts with fangs and claws rush towards the real spirit with a turbulent momentum. The dissipated thunder is like a whip, constantly whipping on the ground of the Immortal Palace, but the material for casting the Immortal Palace of Fortune is too hard. No matter how fierce the purple thunder and lightning are, they cannot cause the slightest damage to the ground of the Immortal Palace.

Zhenlingzi curled his hands into claws, and every time he swung his claws, a purple thunderbolt would be bounced away, knocked out, and vanished into nothingness.

Between Zhenlingzi's claws, it was like a black hole, absorbing all the light around him, and fiercely grabbed Shen Lang, as if he had the power to overwhelm the mountain, he would grab it by the head.

Shen Lang's expression remained unchanged, and he pointed like a sword, slashing out horizontally, thousands of brilliance condensed on his fingertips, the black hole shattered in an instant, the black mist gathered again, and the battlefield instantly returned to calm.

Although the Taihuang and the others couldn't see the battle between Shen Lang and the sneak attacker, they could clearly feel the fluctuation of the fight between the two.

They are very clear about Shen Lang's current strength, but with such strength, they have not captured the sneak attacker in a short time. It seems that the strength of the sneak attacker should not be underestimated.