As soon as the shouting ended, Shen Lang's whole body suddenly erupted with dazzling silver light, and a large number of silver runes quickly poured out from his skin, flesh, blood, bones, meridians and even his soul.
Large areas of silver runes quickly gathered on Shen Lang's body.
"Buzz buzz!"
Suddenly, Shen Lang released all the nine-turn magic seals in his body, and his body burst out with a dazzling silver light. A silver-colored armor condensed on his body, which was the "Mythril Holy Cloth".
The surface of this Mithril Saint Cloth is deep and translucent, surrounded by silver light, almost completely covering Shen Lang's whole body, leaving only his eyes and long hair, releasing a dazzling silver light! With the Mithril Saint Cloth added to his body, Shen Lang
The whole person's temperament has undergone earth-shaking changes. There is not only a sense of majesty, but also a mysterious and elusive depth. It is wonderful! Lu Dongbin felt relieved when he saw that Shen Lang had condensed the "Holy Clothes".
Quite a few.
The two of them rushed out of the river like carps and were about to fly away into the sky. Their bodies suddenly sank and were pressed down by an irresistible weight of space, making it impossible to escape.
"It's a restricted airspace!"
Shen Lang smacked his lips.
Such a powerful air-forbidden formation is rare. Not to mention Shen Lang, even Lu Dongbin could not escape.
The two were forced to lower the escape light, barely maintaining a position of about half a meter above the river.
Even so, you can still feel the tremendous force acting on your body.
Shen Lang could barely fly in the air, but his speed became extremely slow.
Lu Dongbin's condition was not much better due to his physical aging.
The two of them, one behind the other, walked along the Tianhe River in the north direction as fast as possible.
Not long after flying, a dark storm like a tornado blew over. Wherever the storm passed, the space was twisted like a vortex. It was extremely powerful and the speed was dizzying.
It is almost impossible for the two of them to avoid the space storm that comes and goes without a trace while enduring such a huge space pressure.
"Be careful, it's a space storm!"
After Lu Dongbin in front gave a reminder, he struggled to roll up a large piece of golden sword light to form a wall of light, trying to withstand the oncoming space storm.
The next moment.
"Boom boom boom!"
A dull loud noise was heard, and a large golden sword light collided with the dim light. The space where the explosion roared was twisted like a roulette wheel, which was extremely terrifying.
Even though Lu Dongbin tried his best, he could not completely resist this spatial storm. There were still a large number of dark storms blowing towards Shen Lang behind him.
Even from a long distance away, Shen Lang could already feel that his body was being torn apart extremely violently, and he couldn't help but feel a little nervous.
In an instant, a large dark storm passed by, and the twisted space storm wildly bombarded the mithril holy clothes condensed on Shen Lang's body.
“Bah ba ba ba!!!”
The extremely violent dark storm bombarded the surface of the Mithril Saint Cloth on Shen Lang, making bursts of sharp sounds like cutting glass.
Bursts of silver light shot out from the surface of the Mithril Saint Cloth, firmly resisting the incoming space storm.
Shen Lang finally breathed a sigh of relief. The defensive power of the Mithril Saint Cloth really surprised him.
Although he withstood the space storm, Shen Lang's figure was inevitably blown away by the space storm.
After the storm passed, he could no longer see Lu Dongbin.
Because the space in the thirty-third heaven is too chaotic, Shen Lang cannot use the pupil technique of the Holy Demonic Eye to spy on the surroundings.
Recalling Lu Dongbin's previous instructions, Shen Lang forced himself to calm down, redetermined his bearings, and flew due north.
Space storms blow frequently on the surface of the Tianhe River, and the deeper you go, the more violent the space storms become.
Relying on the defensive power of the Mithril Saint Cloth, Shen Lang withstood the erosion of space storms one after another, crossed the outer areas of Tianhe quite easily, and arrived at the center of Tianhe unknowingly.
The power of the space storm in the center of the Tianhe River is much higher than that in the outer areas. The storm is even mixed with dense space cracks, sweeping through like wind blades that destroy the heaven and earth.
When Shen Lang saw this, he couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.
Even Immortal Luo Tian's body cannot withstand the cracks in space! It seems that what Lu Dongbin said is true.
When the storm came, Shen Lang frantically poured chaotic spiritual power into the Mithril Saint Cloth, trying to maximize the defensive power of the Mithril Saint Cloth!
Several cracks were caused by the tiny space cracks, but fortunately, he persevered without any danger and helped Shen Lang get through the most dangerous area.
Passing through the center of the Tianhe River, you can already see the general outline of the "Huangji Lingxiao Palace" to the north.
The Emperor's Lingxiao Palace hangs high above the Tianhe River. It is a huge golden palace. It is magnificent and extremely gorgeous in shape. The palace floats on the clouds, with a rainbow halo rising behind it, making the entire palace even more mysterious and profound.
the breath.
Looking from a distance, one can only feel the majesty of the Emperor Lingxiao Palace, which gives people a sense of coercion that cannot be ignored.
Shen Lang's heart was trembling, and he was a little worried at the same time.
The air restriction in the thirty-third heaven is so powerful that the monks cannot fly away at all. How can they go to the Emperor's Lingxiao Palace high in the sky?
"roar!!!"
Just when Shen Lang was thinking this, an earth-shaking roar suddenly came from the north, like the roar of a giant beast in the wild, which made people tremble with fear! This beast's roar actually carried an indescribable power, exciting
Shen Lang's body was filled with energy and blood, his soul was shaking, and his brain was violently dizzy.
The glazed heart lantern fire at the heart pulse stimulated a large amount of glazed sky light and rushed straight to his forehead. Only then did Shen Lang wake up. Then he heard a burst of fighting sounds coming from the north, and his heart suddenly became frightened.
"It's Brother Lu!"
Thinking that Lu Dongbin might be in trouble, Shen Lang gritted his teeth and headed due north as quickly as possible.
… At the northern end of the 33rd heaven, the Emperor’s Lingxiao Palace stands high in the sky, shining like a scorching sun in the sky.
Directly below the Lingxiao Palace, Lu Dongbin was fighting with a giant golden beast with a dragon's head and a horse's body, and two wings on its back, which looked like a unicorn. The scene was full of excitement.
This giant beast that looks like a unicorn does not have a physical body, but is in a spiritual state. Judging from its appearance, it looks very much like the ancient witch beast roaring towards the sky! The roaring towards the sky was originally a spiritual pet raised by Emperor Haotian, and it was guarded all year round.
Outside the Lingxiao Palace, people are loyal.
The roaring of the spirit body in front of me should be the power of will left outside the Lingxiao Palace. Out of instinct of will, it launched an attack on Lu Dongbin who was approaching the Lingxiao Palace.
Chaotianhou has inherited the bloodline of the "First Qilin", one of the top ten wizard beasts in the prehistoric era, and its combat power is extremely powerful, even close to Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian! It is ranked higher than the Angry Beast.
Even if it is a ray of will power left by Chaotianhou, its combat power cannot be underestimated.
Lu Dongbin fought with him, but actually fell into a disadvantage.