"The kindness of saving the father is indebted to repay!"

Xie Ying's eyes were red, and she couldn't suppress the excitement in her heart. She knelt down at Shen Lang again. Shen Lang helped him up and shook his head and said, "Yi-brother, don't treat me as an outsider. I just did what I should do. Yi-brother shouldn't be happy too early. Although Senior Shi Tian has no worries about his life, his soul has been seriously damaged. He wants to let him completely

Recovery is probably not that simple.”

Xie Ying burst into tears and gritted her teeth and said, "As long as my father can survive, everything has hope. No matter how serious the soul damage is, I will find a way to cure him!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the Snowy Night Saint Lord floated over and threw a jade box towards the Xieying.

Xie Ying subconsciously took the jade box and turned to the Snow Night Saint Lord with confusion.

The Snowy Night Saint Lord left without looking back, saying, "This thing is called 'Jade Blood Lotus', which is the treasure of Tianxue Palace's palace-controlling palace. It can heal the soul and take it quickly."

"Thank you, Holy Lord."

Although Xieying knew that his father and the Snowy Night Saint Lord were not in dealing with each other, he did not refuse the Snowy Night Saint Lord's kindness and accepted it with gratitude.

When I opened the jade box, there was indeed a lotus shaped like blood jade, releasing a breathtaking halo.

Xieying took out the bloody lotus and fed it to Shi Tian Xiejun.

The Jade Blood Lotus melted into the mouth. The originally pale face of Tian Xiejun had a trace of blood, and his breath became much more stable, which was indeed effective!

"The Evil Shadow Donor, I also have the 'Soul-Reinforced Sand' from Buddhism here. Please submit to fellow Dao Tian."

The monk Kutuo took out a golden medicine bottle and handed it to Xieying.

"My sister Evil Shadow, I have a bottle of extracted 'Colorful Divine Source', which also has the effect of healing the soul. Please accept it! In addition, the Tianfeng Clan and the Wan Yao Alliance will do their best to cure the soul damage that deters the Heavenly Dao Fellow."

Feng Yang stepped forward and handed over a bottle of colorful divine source, patted Xie Ying on the shoulder, and gave him a promise.

"Thank you all."

Seeing that monks from all walks of life took the initiative to provide help, the evil shadow, who had always been as cold as ice, was deeply moved and thanked him repeatedly.

After taking many heavenly treasures or pills to heal the soul, the situation of the Tianxie Lord improved rapidly, and the damaged soul was restored, but it did not wake up so quickly for a while. Zhang Daoling used to calculate a hexagram for Tianxie Lord, which was the two hexagrams of "Fengshanjian" and "Zeshuijian". The former means that the strength will gradually increase and he will enter the ranks of top cultivators in the Three Realms. The latter means that he has a death disaster, which is exactly after the three realms robbery.

Death today!

Perhaps after encountering the variable Shen Lang, the King of Death Tianxie accidentally broke his own death disaster.

...

"Shen Lang, you... are you okay? Have you been injured?"

Su Ruoxue flew to Shen Lang with an anxious expression, touched Shen Lang's face, chest, and pretty face looked confused and panicked, as if she wanted to determine whether all this was an illusion.

"Don't worry Xue'er, I'm living well and everything is safe." Shen Lang grinned.

Su Ruoxue's eyes were bright, as if she could cry at any time, and she threw herself into Shen Lang's arms.

A gust of fragrant wind blew on his face, and Shen Lang felt Su Ruoxue's weak body tremble slightly in his arms, tears were like rain, and those snow-white arms seemed to have infinite strength to hug him tightly.

Shen Lang reached out to wipe off the tears from the woman's eyelashes and whispered: "Okay, don't cry. Let others laugh at you, and your goddess image will disappear."

Su Ruoxue's face turned red: "Anyway, I'm your Shen Lang's wife. With you as a big hero, who dares to laugh at this beauty?"

Shen Lang was a little amused and crying.

Hua Zi Ling Le Fei Er Yu Yao Murong Mingyue and other goddesses came up anxiously. Seeing that Shen Lang's breath was stable and he was jumping around as usual, they were completely relieved.

The senior monks of the Wan Yao Alliance gathered together in groups of three or two, feeling deeply moved. Everyone felt a sense of relief after a disaster.

The tension, depression and pain that happened during the war just now were finally eliminated.

In this battle, the monks of the Ten Thousand Demons Alliance suffered extremely little losses.

Among the high-level monks, only three Mahayana peak monks were sacrificed. None of these three were Shen Lang's acquaintances or friends, and Shen Lang did not have much psychological burden.

"Brother, if it weren't for you this time, the Three Realms would be over! I would like to express my gratitude to my brother for saving my life on behalf of the entire Ten Thousand Demons Alliance." Feng Yang bowed to Shen Lang.

"Yes, my brother must accept our worship!"

Gu Yue also bowed.

The monks were in awe and bowed to Shen Lang one after another, convinced him.

Shen Lang was able to kill the holy lords in the foreign land with his own strength. Such military achievements in saving the world were enough for Liu Fang to be recorded in the history of the ancient spiritual world!

As Su Ruoxue said, at this moment, all the senior executives of the Ten Thousand Demon Alliance regard Shen Lang as a great hero.

Shen Lang waved his hand and said with neither humility nor arrogant words: "You don't have to do this. Shen's original purpose was not to save the world, but to do what he wanted to do and protect the people he wanted to protect." "In addition, fellow Taoists should not be too optimistic. Even if the Holy Lord of the Outer Realm has died, it is difficult to guarantee that the army of monks from the Outer Realm will not come to the ancient spiritual world again. Moreover, the Mount of Reincarnation was destroyed, and we must think carefully about how to prevent the death energy from spreading to

The entire Three Realms.”

As soon as these words came out, the admiration around him suddenly became less and indeed, as Shen Lang said, the current situation was still a bit serious.

Just because the mountain of Reincarnation was destroyed, they had no choice.

Unless it is a true immortal in the upper realm, the monks in the lower realm will not be able to repair the reincarnation land like the Reincarnation Mountain. Once the reincarnation land cannot be repaired, all living beings in the three realms will still suffer.

"Yes, the most urgent thing is to solve the collapse of the law of reincarnation in the Three Realms."

Feng Yang frowned and fell into deep thought.

"Maybe, we can ask Brother Xuanxiao."

Shen Lang suddenly remembered Xuan Xiao who was trapped in the painting. He flew over and immediately came to Chiyang's corpse.

Previously, Chiyang used the Seven Saints' Tide Viewing Picture to seal Xuanxiao. Shen Lang wanted to rescue Xuanxiao from the painting first to see if Xuanxiao could repair the mountain of reincarnation.

If you have no choice, you may really want to invite the Goddess of the Styx or the Twelve Blood Lotus.

Feng Yang had previously instructed two Mahayana peak monks from the Wan Yao Alliance to guard Chi Yang's corpse and head.

Just when Shen Lang was about to approach Chiyang's corpse, his mutation suddenly broke out!

I saw a tiny red centipede suddenly flew out from the ground where the corpse was located.

"call out!"

The red centipede shot like a tiny ray of red light, shooting towards the head of one of the Mahayana peak demon cultivators who were guarding the corpse.

"ah!"

The green-robed demon cultivator made a sharp scream, as if he was suffering tremendous pain, and his scream was particularly tragic and terrifying.

The sudden screams shocked all the monks present.
Chapter completed!