Shen Lang also learned that the boy puppet relies on the energy provided by the Holy Tree of Babel for mobility. If the Holy Tree of Babel can be destroyed, the boy puppet will soon lose all mobility. "Brother Shen, maybe we can divide our forces into two groups. , I and Brother Shen restrained the boy. Miss Lianxing and Miss Meng took the opportunity to leave the scene and destroy the Babel Sacred Wood. Once the Babel Sacred Wood can be destroyed by us first, the boy will also
There will be no threat at all, so the level of danger can be minimized!"
Bai Lan suggested that this was the best solution she could think of. Shen Lang shook his head and rejected: "The boy guarding the Holy Tree of Heaven is not a puppet with no intelligence at all. Since he can come from the altar to intercept and kill It can be seen from the sneak attack on me that the boy's actions were largely based on his own
own thoughts.”
"As the guardian puppet of the Holy Tree of Babel, the boy's priority protection target must be the Holy Tree of Babel. Most likely he will not ignore the safety of the Holy Tree of Babel in order to intercept and kill us."
"What's more, the boy has set up a strong barrier around the outside world, and I'm afraid it will be difficult to break the barrier with external force. The boy's move also completely treats us as turtles in the urn and doesn't want us to slip away."
While Shen Lang was analyzing, he used his spiritual consciousness to explore the situation outside, and saw that the boy was still sitting quietly in the void, seeming to be monitoring Guangtian Palace.
The surrounding space was filled with strange colorful energy, which greatly hindered Shen Lang's consciousness and could only wander within a radius of several hundred miles.
"Sir, what should we do now?" Mengxuan'er asked anxiously.
"Now besides facing it head-on, I'm afraid there is no other choice."
Shen Lang sighed slightly, Le Fei'er's soul poison had not been cured for a moment, so he didn't want to wait any longer.
At this moment, Shen Lang suddenly remembered that he had previously snatched a space vase called the "Jade Gu Bottle" from Xuanting. Xuanting had previously claimed that the vase seemed to contain a monk who knew the secret of the dragon and snake treasure.
Shen Lang thought that since the other party knew the secret of the dragon and snake treasure, he might also know how to deal with the boy guarding the Holy Tree of Heaven.
With this idea in mind, Shen Lang took out the jade Gu bottle he had snatched from his sleeve and released the monk imprisoned in the bottle.
After being released, the female prisoner was tied to a blood-red wooden stake and could not move. Her hair was disheveled and her appearance could not be seen clearly. There were a large number of soul-crushing worms squirming back and forth between her skin and flesh, making a sharp "hissing" sound.
Seeing this ferocious scene, Bai Lan, Lian Xing, and Meng Xuan'er couldn't help frowning, thinking that the Holy Envoy of the Three Saints was simply worse than a beast, and actually tortured a woman like this. This female prisoner seemed to She had fallen into numbness from the long-term pain, and her empty eyes were devoid of any sparkle. She lowered her head as usual, with a sneer of death on her lips: "Xuan Ting, I haven't seen you for more than 20 days, this girl.
I thought you were dead, what a pity..."
Perhaps because she never thought that she would be able to escape one day, the female prisoner was already in despair, thinking that the monk standing in front of her now was still the same Xuanting.
Shen Lang's eyes were fixed on the female prisoner, and his whole body felt as if he was struck by lightning. The female prisoner in front of him... actually overlapped with an unforgettable image in his mind!
Not only the figure, but also the voice is so familiar...
Shen Lang was confused for a moment and said in a trembling tone: "Girl... please raise your head quickly and let me... see your face!"
The female prisoner's heart trembled. The voice that came to her ears was not that of Xuanting. This voice... was very familiar to her!
She slowly raised her head, her empty eyes now flashed with a hint of confusion, and her lifeless eyes gradually focused on Shen Lang.
"Shen Lang!!!"
At this moment, Hua Ziling's pretty face turned pale and her body trembled sharply.
"Hua Zi Ling!!!"
Shen Lang's heart was filled with turmoil, and he cried out with tears in his eyes: "Hua Ziling, how...how could it be you! How could you become like this?"
Seeing the scars and marks all over the woman's body, Shen Lang's brain almost exploded. He fell to his knees, his hands and feet trembling, and he was heartbroken.
Even though Hua Ziling's face was covered with scars and bloodstains, almost beyond recognition, Shen Lang could still recognize her.
"Flower...Flower Daoist?"
After taking a closer look at the female prisoner's appearance, Bai Lan also recognized Hua Ziling, with an expression of disbelief on her pretty face.
Lianxing and Mengxuan'er looked at each other in confusion. It seemed that the female prisoner had a close relationship with Shen Lang. It was really disappointing that she would be reduced to such a situation.
"No...it can't be yours? This...what kind of illusion is this!"
Hua Ziling looked at Shen Lang who was kneeling in front of her, with tears welling up in her eyes. She looked so excited that she couldn't believe that this scene was real.
"It's me, I'm Shen Lang!"
Shen Lang poured Hua Ziling, who was covered in blood, into his arms. Looking at the woman's scarred body, his heart felt like a knife.
"Really...it's you!"
Feeling the warmth and heat of the man, Hua Ziling could no longer control her emotions and burst into tears on the spot. Even if it was an illusion, she recognized it.
"Shen Lang, I really thought that I would never see you again..."
Hua Ziling hugged Shen Lang tightly and cried heartbreakingly, as if she wanted to vent all the grievances she had suffered over the years.
Listening to the helpless cry of Hua Ziling in his arms, Shen Lang's emotions almost collapsed. Pain, concern, distress, sadness, anger, and violence all kinds of emotions surged into his heart, making Shen Lang's brain almost explode.
Gritting his teeth, he said word by word: "Hua Ziling, tell me, who hurt you like this? If not
I, Shen Lang, swear to let the beast that hurt you endure tens of millions of times more pain than a human being!!!"
Anger, the anger that reached its peak caused Shen Lang to arouse the evil power in the demon species.
His eyes began to glow with scarlet blood, and a thick demonic light surged in his body, and an extremely ferocious aura enveloped the entire Guangtian Palace!
Bai Lan, Lian Xing and Meng Xuan'er couldn't even bear the evil power contained in the magic light, and felt dizzy, horrified and horrified.
"Brother Shen, I know you are eager for revenge, don't let the evil force devour you!"
Bai Lan felt that the magic light released by Shen Lang was too terrifying. If it continued like this, Shen Lang would probably go berserk, so he immediately screamed. Hua Ziling also felt the endless anger and violent evil in Shen Lang's chest, and she tried her best to restrain it.
In response to his excitement, he gently patted the man's shoulder and comforted him: "Shen Lang, calm down first. I will tell you everything slowly.
you."
"Okay, let me heal your injuries first!"
Hua Ziling's voice was the only good medicine that could calm Shen Lang's emotions now. Shen Lang tried hard to suppress the anger and hostility in his heart, turned his hand and raised the Qiankun Circle, and smashed it against the chains that bound Hua Ziling's body.
"clang!!!"
Accompanied by a sharp and harsh collision sound, the Qiankun Circle shattered the chain with great power, and golden light flashed. Shen Lang used his body to block the impact of the energy explosion of the Qiankun Circle, for fear of hurting the woman at all.