Chapter 5019

"Meet God Zixiao!"

When the soul clan people saw this omen, they instantly showed ecstasy and fell to the ground one after another.

"what!"

The two leaders of the demon clan looked at the gray vortex that suddenly appeared in the sky, showing disbelief.

I saw that the vortex was getting bigger and bigger, and finally a white light suddenly shot out from the vortex.

Whoosh!

The white light flew out of the vortex and landed in mid-air thousands of meters above the ground, revealing the figure of a young man.

If not Shen Lang, who is he?

Shen Lang looked around and muttered to himself: "This gray world has such a powerful force of forbidden space, but it is somewhat similar to the virtual world."

There is a powerful force of forbidden air in the gray world.

A cultivator as strong as Shen Lang, who can only keep flying at a low altitude.

Once it exceeds a certain height, it will be forcibly suppressed by an outrageous forbidden air force.

Shen Lang has the experience of entering the other four small worlds, so it is not surprising.

What really shocked him was that the time flow of the gray world was very different from that of the real fairy world.

Just the moment Shen Lang entered the gray world, he felt that there was some kind of strange distortion in time and space.

Compared with the outside world, the time and space of the gray world seems to be accelerated, and the flow rate of time should be much faster than that of the real fairy world...

As for how fast it will be, Shen Lang has no way of estimating it.

In the past, the Samsara Heavenly Palace and Jiuzhong Heavenly Palace he entered were all space magic weapons that slowed the flow of time. Now, this is the first time that he has come to the space where time is accelerated, and he can't help but feel a little weird.

Speeding up time is not a good thing.

If you are an ordinary cultivator, and you are in a space where time is accelerating, your lifespan will also be consumed faster.

In this world, I am afraid that no cultivator can accept the shortening of his lifespan, right?

I don't know why the ancestor of Na Hongjun built such an independent interface that would speed up the flow of time.

Fortunately, Shen Lang is already the Heavenly Venerate of the Divine Origin Realm, with an infinitely long lifespan, so naturally he is not affected by the flow of time.

at this time.

A call from below interrupted Shen Lang's thoughts.

"God Zixiao, you finally appeared!"

The old man of the soul clan looked up at Shen Lang in the sky, with a frenzy-like excitement in his eyes.

"Welcome to God Zixiao!"

The Soul Clan monks roared in unison,

"God Zixiao?"

Shen Lang frowned, his expression slightly surprised.

With his eyesight, he could see that there were two waves of forces at war below.

One of them is the monster clan, and the other is the peculiar race that calls themselves the God of Zixiao.

The reason why it is called peculiar is because these monks look like human beings, but they have no physical body, like charms.

"Are these monks the soul clan in the ancient book?"

Shen Lang suddenly thought of the ancient books that recorded that there were four major races in the Hunyuan era, each of which was: the witch race, the spirit race, the blood race, and the soul race.

Thinking of the existence of spiritual people in the astral world, these mysterious human beings in the gray world should be soul people.

The two demon clan leaders not far away looked at Shen Lang who suddenly appeared in the sky, and their expressions were gloomy and uncertain.

Obviously, this group of soul clansmen can be destroyed with only the last step, but I didn't expect such a change.

"Commander Yin, this person's identity is unknown, should I retreat and stay away from the edge for a while?"

The black giant tiger asked the silver dragon beside him through voice transmission.

Yinlong glanced at Shen Lang in the sky, and said gloomily: "I can't perceive the aura on this person. 80% of them were created by this group of soul clan shards through the secret magic technique, trying to scare me away."

"I waited so hard to drive the soul clan to a dead end. How can I be willing to give up halfway at this time?"

The black tiger commander looked worried: "If this person is really the god of the Zixiao Palace, I'm afraid..."

"I don't know how many years ago the Zixiao Palace was destroyed. Where did the gods come from? The Demon Emperor has been fighting for so many years, how come I never heard of the immortals of the Zixiao Palace coming into the world?"

"In my opinion, this is definitely a trick for the soul clansmen, who just want to use this phantom to scare me away."

"And let this commander take action to break this phantom!"

Yinlong believed that Shen Lang standing above the void was a false phantom, so he opened his mouth and spat out a pillar of silver light, which shot towards Shen Lang.

Just when the silver beam of light was about to hit Shen Lang.

"Just a little monster in the Primordial Realm, An dare to be so arrogant?"

Shen Lang frowned, and a white flame sprang from his fingertips.

"Boom" with a muffled sound.

The moment the white flame hit the silver beam of light, it suddenly exploded, turning into a sky-high white light, instantly swallowing the silver beam of light.

"This... this is impossible!"

Yinlong saw that his magical powers not only did not destroy Shen Lang, but was defeated by Shen Lang's understatement, his face became extremely ugly, and his heart was not good.

It was too late by the time he responded.

Shen Lang flicked his fingers, and his fingertips shot a blood-colored wind blade in the shape of a crescent moon.

"Hoohoo!"

I saw that the wind blade attacked the silver dragon with lightning speed, and the space where it passed was cut into cracks.

Yinlong didn't have time to dodge at all, and his body was cut off by the blood-colored wind blade!

Even its flesh and blood were smashed into slag by the space crack created by the wind blade, and the gods were destroyed on the spot.

It's not over yet.

After the terrifying blood-colored wind blade smashed the body of the silver dragon, it flew straight into the rear demon cultivator group and exploded directly.

"Dong Dong Dong!!!"

The terrifying sound of the explosion filled the air, and the terrifying blood light swept the sky and the ground, and the power was indescribable!

Countless demon cultivators were bombarded with blood and turned into powder, and the scene was a shattering scene!

After one blow, a large area of ​​the forest was razed to the ground, and almost half of the demon cultivators perished.

"Get out!"

The surviving black tiger commander was frightened by Shen Lang's supernatural power, and immediately called for the surviving demon cultivators to evacuate quickly, not daring to stay here again.

The soul clansmen were stunned, unable to return to their senses for a while.

Shen Lang looked calm.

The two strongest leaders in the group of demon cultivators are only the cultivation of the Primordial Realm. With Shen Lang's current cultivation, dealing with these "low-level" demon cultivators can almost be wiped out.

The reason why half of the demon cultivators were let go was purely because they didn't want to kill them indiscriminately, and there was no other reason.

Shen Lang dodged and came to the center of Soul Clan Square, wanting to ask what happened.

"The people of the soul clan thank God Zixiao for his help!"

The old man from the soul clan was amazed and shouted on his knees.

"Thank God Zixiao for his help!"

Everyone in the Soul Clan bowed down in unison, shouting like thunder, looking at Shen Lang as if they were looking up to a god, and the respectful expression was beyond words.

"You don't have to do this great gift!"

Shen Lang was very uncomfortable with this kind of atmosphere, and he didn't bother to explain too much. With a wave of his sleeves, a large gust of wind blew up the kneeling soul clansmen off the ground.

Afterwards, he directly questioned the soul clan old man through voice transmission.

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