A sound of surprise came from the top of Zhongshan Mountain.
Shen Lang's whole body trembled, and he felt that this cold voice seemed a bit familiar.
"boom!"
Before he could finish speaking, a strong black wind blew on Shen Lang.
Shen Lang staggered, and even though he was protected by the Fudo Ming King Curse, he was swept away by the black wind and flew straight to the top of Zhongshan Mountain.
The power of Black Wind is extremely strong. No matter how hard Shen Lang struggles, he cannot resist this power.
In the blink of an eye, Shen Lang was swept to the top of Zhongshan Mountain and fell to the ground.
The top of Zhongshan Mountain is a bare khaki stone wall with a radius of no more than a thousand miles.
At this moment, the top of Zhongshan Mountain was shrouded in monstrous light, rendering everything around it pure black.
"hiss!"
Shen Lang took a breath of cold air and quickly got up from the ground, only to find a young man standing in front of him.
The young man has silver hair and red eyes, carries a giant sword on his back, and wears a black robe. His face is as sharp as a knife, and his back is like a sword. He is filled with a ruthless and sharp aura, giving people a deep and terrifying feeling.
"Senior...Senior Jingtian!"
Shen Lang's eyes widened and he uttered a trembling voice, almost thinking that he was hallucinating before his eyes.
The silver-haired young man in front of me is not the number one powerful man in Nanyuan, the evil king who frightens the sky!
"Sworn brother Shen Lang!?"
From the center of the mountaintop behind, a cry of exclamation suddenly came, the sound mixed with shock and joy.
Shen Lang quickly scanned the dark surroundings and finally spotted the figure behind him.
In the center of the mountain, there is a stern young man in black robe and long hair sitting, but it is the evil shadow!
"Evil Shadow's foster brother?"
Shen Lang was shocked.
It turns out that the two monks who entered the Tongtian Demon River before were actually the father and son duo Xie Ying and Wei Tian Xiejun!
I saw a yellow candle burning in the air about ten meters directly above the evil shadow. The candle was already like a candle in the wind, with only a weak spark left, as if it would be extinguished at any time.
A large amount of yellow light gushed out from the candlelight, and was sucked into the body by the evil shadow.
Xie Ying's cultivation has reached the limit of the peak of integration, and is impacting the Mahayana.
The surging dark clouds and Duerjin thunder in the sky are signs before he attacks the Mahayana!
"Brother Shen, why are you here?" Xie Ying asked in surprise.
Shen Lang shook his head, a bit dumbfounded: "I still want to ask, brother Xieying, why are you and senior Zhetian here?"
In fact, Shen Lang more or less guessed the purpose of Xie Ying and Deterring Evil Lord.
The giant python told him before that the reason why the power of the law of the Heavenly Demonic River frequently fluctuated and caused tsunamis was probably because powerful monks were trying to absorb the candlelight energy on the top of Zhongshan Mountain.
As for why Xie Ying and Wei Tian Xiejun were able to maintain their cultivation in Tongtian Demon River and enter Zhongshan, this is puzzling.
Shen Lang didn't ask any more questions.
"You two, if you want to talk about old times, we can talk about it later. Stupid son, don't be distracted and do your business quickly. If you fail to realize this this time, don't tell others that you are the son of my evil king, the evil king!"
The evil king who scares the sky is cold and cold.
"yes!"
Xie Ying responded with a firm look, and then said apologetically to Shen Lang: "Brother Shen, we will talk about it later."
After saying that, Xieying closed his eyes and fell into concentration, concentrating on absorbing the yellow light coming from the candlelight on the top of Zhongshan Mountain.
The candlelight is getting fainter and fainter, and seems to disappear soon.
"Boom!"
The golden thunder surging in the sky became more and more violent.
Evil Lord Weitian said to Shen Lang: "Boy Shen Lang, since you are here, I have something to ask you now!"
Shen Lang clasped his fists and said, "Senior Zhe Tian doesn't need to be polite to this junior. What's the matter?"
"Huh, boy Shen Lang, how is your strength now?"
Evil Lord Weitian did not directly tell Shen Lang what was going on, but first asked about Shen Lang's strength.
Shen Lang said modestly: "It's just ordinary, not worth mentioning."
"I asked you how strong you are, don't pretend to be polite and humble with me, it is what it is!" Evil Lord Wei Tian frowned.
Shen Lang was a little embarrassed and changed his words: "He is comparable to ordinary mid-level Mahayana monks."
Evil Lord Weitian nodded slightly: "Very good, then are you willing to protect my useless son until the end of his attack on Mahayana?"
Shen Lang didn't even think about it and said seriously: "Of course I do."
Evil Lord Weitian continued: "In that case, I will make a long story short. When the 'Chaos Fire' on the top of Zhongshan Mountain is extinguished, it will be the moment when the Nine-Ninth Tribulation falls. Once the Chaos Fire is extinguished, the Demon River will reach the sky.
The power of the law will quickly collapse, and the cultivation level of the monks stranded in the Tongtian Demon River will be fully restored."
"The Nine-Ninth Tribulation is going well, but after it ends, my good-for-nothing son will still need time to break the tribulation of inner demons. By then, there will definitely be some monks coveting Zhongshan's spiritual objects or chaotic fire seeds, maybe
will attack Zhongshan. I want you to come with me to block these monks with ulterior motives and prevent them from getting close to Zhongshan and affecting my good-for-nothing son's attack on Mahayana. After this is accomplished, I will benefit you."
Shen Lang shook his head and said: "This junior does not need benefits. Xieying is my sworn brother, so it is my duty to protect him."
Evil Lord Weitian didn't want to waste any more words and said calmly: "Let's talk about it then."
As soon as he finished speaking, Weitian Evil Lord shot out a huge amount of black magic light in the air, and layers of black magic light rose into the sky like waves, covering the entire Zhongshan Mountain.
Evil Lord Wei Tian set up a layer of defensive restrictions around Zhongshan, and then stayed outside the restrictions with Shen Lang.
As the evil shadow continued to absorb the yellow light pouring out of the candlelight, the dark clouds in the sky surged and spread like a whirlpool. The gap in the power of the law of the Tongtian Demonic River became wider and wider.
finally.
"Buzz!"
The candlelight on the top of Zhongshan Mountain was finally extinguished.
"drink!"
The evil shadow shouted violently, and endless black magic light surged out of his body. At this moment, he transformed into a phantom of the demon god that was ten thousand meters long, wearing armor, holding a giant sword, and burning with blazing demon flames.
The whole body is shrouded in a large black magic light.
Before the Nine-Ninth Tribulation fell, Shen Lang and Wei Tianxiejun were already guarding outside Zhongshan.
The Nine-Ninth Tribulation is different from the Sixty-Ninth Great Tribulation. As long as it is hundreds of miles away from the person who is overcoming the tribulation, it will not affect the person who is overcoming the tribulation.
As the gap in the power of the Tongtian Demon River's law continued to grow, Shen Lang found that the spiritual power that had been stagnant began to recover quickly!
Sure enough, as Evil Lord Wei Tian said, after the candlelight on the top of Zhongshan Mountain was extinguished, the monk's cultivation was slowly recovering.
"Boom!!!"
In the vortex of dark clouds in the sky, countless golden thunderbolts shaped like swimming dragons poured out like an overwhelming mountain, pressing directly towards the phantom of the demon god on the top of Zhongshan Mountain.
"Ouch!"
The huge phantom of the demon god waved the jet-black giant sword in his hand, and swung it towards the golden thunder falling in the sky with the force of splitting the sky and the earth!