Faced with such a mighty power, Shen Lang had no time to think about it, and almost instinctively inspired the secret technique of "explosion". His feet were shining silver, his feet took strange steps, and his body was swaying left and right, moving horizontally seven or eight meters.

"Clang!"

The Tianshui Blade was out of the sheath, and as his body flashed, Shen Lang's body suddenly paused, and the sperm in his eyes was also very strong at this moment, and a low shout came from his throat.

"The sword technique of the prison is as powerful as a prison!"

Immediately, Shen Lang took a series of quick slashes, and the long sword in his hand mixed with terrifying thunder power, slashed straight out. The six consecutive swords "magic power is like a prison" were stacked together and slashed towards the huge palm like a knife.

The most powerful sword that Shen Lang can stimulate at present, the third level of the invincible "Prison-Suppressing Sword Technique" that he is looking for, with unparalleled thunder power and invincible sword intent, I am afraid that even the ghost king in the Xuanwu realm will temporarily avoid the edge.

However, the slender and perfect palm did not avoid it at all. He continued to grab it, just a light pinch...

In an instant, the sharp sword energy was crushed into stars, and then he grabbed Shen Lang in his palm with an extremely fast hand!

"Whoever provoked me!"

Feeling that the palm did not immediately put pressure on it, nor did there be any murderous intent, Shen Lang muttered and simply gave up on resisting.

In the blink of an eye, the huge palm grabbed Shen Lang and shrank back into the clouds, as if nothing had happened before.

Just as Shen Lang disappeared, the light flashed, Nangong Jianqiu and others' figures appeared.

What surprised them was that in just a blink of an eye, Nangong Jianqiu followed Shen Lang out of the life gate of the formation and appeared on a small hillside at the edge of the sad swamp, but had lost Shen Lang's trace.

"This guy runs fast with the rabbit!" Nangong Jianqiu said with gritted teeth: "He knows about our Shadow Tower, but we don't know anything about him. It's the first time we have encountered such a frustrating thing!"

Xu Ziyang said in a deep voice: "Mr. Gui's cultivation is amazing and his origin is unknown. Now he is a friend but a enemy, and he has helped us escape from danger. This is a blessing."

He called Shen Lang "Mr. Ghost", and this name is quite suitable for the strange and unpredictable Shen Lang.

Shen Lang naturally didn't know that a few days later, among the Shadow Tower, Mr. Gui became a legendary figure, awe-inspiring and amazing.

Xiao Zheng frowned and said, "We encountered such a thing as soon as we entered the Sorrow Swamp not long ago... According to our data, there was no such thing as a Qimen formation in the Sorrow Swamp before. I'm afraid it's not a coincidence that we are trapped in the Sorrow Swamp... We have used up all the talismans and elixirs now, and everyone is seriously injured. The mission cannot continue, so we can only exit the Sorrow Swamp."

After pondering for a while, Nangong Jianqiu nodded fiercely, and the group of people immediately disappeared into the night.

...

This is a deep canyon surrounded by mountains, with huge rocks overlapping, and strange peaks abruptly.

Looking up at the peak, there are strange rocks, skinny and slim, with various forms of spirit and colors.

A huge moonstone hung high above a strange rock protruding from above, and the bright light fell down, covering the quiet canyon with an extremely mysterious veil.

The night breeze blows, and the fragrance of flowers and plants is blowing. The entire forest is shrouded in the light of the moonstone. From a distance, it looks plain, hazy and quiet.

Shen Lang took off the mask, moved his sore muscles and bones, sat down on the bamboo chair inside the pavilion with a golden knife, and quietly looked at the swing gently shaking outside the pavilion.

On the swing woven with rattan, there was a graceful girl sitting. She looked about seventeen or eighteen years old, tall and beautiful, with her black hair like a waterfall, her skin like a cream, her breath like orchid, her hands like soft fur, her black eyebrows were blooming across the distant mountains, and her green temples were pure and thick, and her spring smoke was dyed with spring smoke.

"Brother, aren't you afraid of me?" The girl smiled with a pursed lips, her charming look like a flower blooming, splendid and charming.

Shen Lang smiled slightly and said, "My little sister is as beautiful as a fairy, why should I be afraid?"

"Have you ever seen a fairy?" the girl was stunned and asked with a smile.

Shen Lang shook his head and said, "No, but I think even a fairy may not be worthy of a little girl."

In the Fengtian Ding, Nalan Ziyan was gritting her teeth: "This bastard, you can say such stingy words! Shameless and shameless! I forgot everything when I see a woman!"

"Hi!" The girl chuckled, put her hands behind her back, walked slowly towards Shen Lang, and said in a heavenly voice: "Can you guess who I am?"

Shen Lang smiled and said calmly: "Once upon a time, there was a legend that there was a powerful crocodile king in the Swamp Swamp, who commanded the Swamp Demon Clan, and his cultivation was unfathomable. However, not many people believed this legend, because no one had ever seen this crocodile king. Although my sister was not a lightning crocodile, her cultivation was so strong that she could destroy me from the palm of her palm. If I expected it, she should be the legendary crocodile king."

"Wow, you little bastard is so fierce. You know that he is the crocodile king, how dare you call him a little sister?" Nalan Ziyan from Fengtian Ding screamed: "Boy, you don't want to hit someone wrong, I tell you, I have a good relationship with Dingdang, if she is not here, I will look forward to you for her..."

Before Nalan Ziyan finished speaking, Shen Lang cut off contact and did not show her the "movie".

"Damn it, do you think I'm chatting with people, I may encounter a crisis every minute! Stay in there honestly, don't bother me!" Shen Lang's voice sounded inside the Fengtian Ding.

In the Fengtian Ding, Nalan Ziyan stood up with a dark face.

On the side of the formation sealing the Ice Soul Water Jade, the four bone demons who were practicing felt cold all over their bodies, and they shivered and opened their eyes.

"Boss, what are you going to do? I don't have a few spirit stones anymore..." Gu Yi couldn't help but want to move closer to the formation.

"Come here to sing." Nalan Ziyan hooked her hands at the four bone demons and said, "Didn't that little bastard teach you a song before? I haven't read it now anymore. Singing and passing the time."

The four bone demons breathed a sigh of relief and had to come over obediently.

The four bone demons in the Fengtian Ding sings the songs that Shen Lang taught them and danced gracefully.

Gu Yi: "The vast world is my love."

Gu 2: "The flowers are blooming at the foot of the ever-lasting green mountains."

Gu San: "What kind of rhythm is the most swaying..."

Shen Lang had a dark face and began to regret teaching these skeleton songs.

He smiled helplessly and completely cut off the connection in the Fengtian Ding before Gu Si could make a sound.

If you don’t see your eyes, your heart will be purified.

When the girl heard Shen Lang's words, she immediately became silent, her eyebrows slightly frowned, as if she was making a decision.

Although Shen Lang was calm on the surface, he was also a little nervous.

Such a mindless unknown thing is really hard to reason, and he doesn't understand why the girl caught him here.

This feeling is not relaxing.

"Brother, do you know why I brought you here?" the girl Zhan Yan said with a smile.

"I don't know, but I want to know too." Shen Lang answered very simply.

"My name is Li Su, I come from the Demon World."

Shen Lang's body was shocked and he asked a little moved: "Is it the Demon Realm or the Demon Realm?"

The Demon Realm is the legendary upper realm, which belongs to a more advanced plane.

The Demon Realm is a huge area where the demons survive in the Star Continent. It has long been completely sealed by the human race, demon race, soul race and other powerful people who have joined forces with the entire human world. It is now completely incompatible with the Star Continent.

Li Su's mouth curled slightly, and drew a beautiful range and said: "There should be records in the human world. There are billions of small worlds in this world, just like the Star Continent; there are three thousand great worlds, which are higher-level planes; and there are only five top-level planes across these three thousand great worlds, namely: the heaven, the demon world, the demon world, the Buddha world, the spiritual world and the Pangu world. And my Tian Crocodile Clan comes from the Demon World."

"The Heavenly Crocodile Clan in the Demon Realm..."

Shen Lang frowned, searching for the memories of the Emperor of War, hoping to find out information related to the Tian Crocodile clan.

After a while, his face changed drastically: "The 'Tian Crocodile Clan', which was exterminated on the Star Continent three thousand years ago?"

Li Su, who had been staring at Shen Lang's eyes, trembling with his eyes, and he kept the tears in his eyes tightly.

"It turns out... it turns out that my brother really knows that I am the only one left in the Tian Crocodile clan. My parents placed me here and set up a large formation to prevent me from going out. After that, they disappeared and never came back..."

When he talked about this, Li Su was already crying.

Shen Lang stood up, walked to Li Su's side, silently hugged her in his arms and said, "Cry, it's better to cry."

The things in the world are so clever. Shen Lang knew about the Tian Crocodile clan, a race that almost few people in the human world could know.

This is a powerful race from the Demon Realm. It is said that in the Demon Realm, he once fought with the Demon Dragon Family without falling behind.

Later, before the retrograde channel between the upper realm and the human realm was closed, a large number of Tianqi clans fell into the Star Continent in the lower realm for some reason.

The retrograde channel between the upper realm and the human world was said to have been closed more than 10,000 years ago, when the War Emperor Capital was not yet born.

The Temple of War did not even find this information about the lower realm of the Tian Crocodile clan.

Until three thousand years ago, the Temple of War God received information. A mysterious race obtained some kind of objection and was coveted by some evil force. Many powerful people went to hunt for treasures...

The evil forces are the old rivals of the Temple of War. As long as they want to do, the Temple of War must intervene and destroy them.

Therefore, the Emperor of War sent his subordinates, the Three Emperors, to lead a large number of supreme masters to participate in the battle.

It’s a pity that the evil forces are so powerful that when the people from the Temple of War arrived, the battle had ended. The races such as the Tian Crocodile clan, which are known as being able to fight the Demon Dragon clan in the upper realm, have been destroyed...

The remaining tribe members of the Tian Crocodile clan were very hostile to the people in the Temple of War and were unwilling to communicate with the people in the Temple of War. They all used secret techniques to hide.

Because the decision was too late and the reinforcements from the Temple of War did not arrive in time, the Tian Crocodile clan was massacred. The War Emperor has been depressed and unable to forgive himself for years.

Unexpectedly, Shen Lang, who now has the memory of the Emperor of War, actually met the descendants of the Tian Crocodile clan in a place like the sad swamp!

"Brother, how much do you know about us?"

When Shen Lang's head was a little confused, Li Su raised his head and asked suddenly.
Chapter completed!