As the shaking sound fell, Shen Lang suddenly burst out with dazzling silver light from his body, and a large number of silver runes gushed out from his skin, flesh, qi and blood, bones, meridians and even souls.

Large pieces of silver runes quickly gathered on Shen Lang's body surface.

“Buzz!”

Suddenly, Shen Lang released all the Nine-Turn Magic Seals in his body, and his body burst out with dazzling silver light, and a silver armor condensed on his body, which was the "Misinsil Sacred Clothes".

The surface of this mitral silver cloak is deep and transparent, surrounded by silver light, almost wrapping Shen Lang’s whole body tightly, leaving only his eyes and long hair, releasing a dazzling silver light!

With the Misilian Saint Clothes, Shen Lang's entire temperament has undergone a overturning change, with both a sense of majesty and a mysterious and unpredictable sense of depth, which is indescribable!

When Lu Dongbin saw that Shen Lang had condensed the "holy clothes", he immediately felt much more at ease.

The two of them rushed out of the river like a carp, and were about to fly into the air. Their bodies suddenly sank and were pressed down by an irresistible pressure of space, which was difficult to escape.

"It's a ban on air!"

Shen Lang smacked his lips.

Such a powerful Forbidden Air Forbidden Array is rare. If it were Shen Lang, even Lu Dongbin would be unable to escape.

The two were forced to descend the escape light and barely maintained at about half a meter above the river surface.

Even so, you can still feel the force of the 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 walked along the river surface as quickly as possible towards the north.

Not long after flying, a dark storm like a tornado was blowing over. Wherever the storm passed, the space was twisting like a vortex, with great power and a dazzling speed.

It is almost impossible for the two of them to avoid the space storm without a trace while enduring such a large amount of space pressure.

"Beware, it's a space storm!"

After reminding Lu Dongbin in front of him, he tried hard to roll up a large piece of golden sword light, forming a wall of light, trying to withstand the oncoming space storm.

The next moment.

"Boom boom boom!"

A dull loud noise came, and a large area of ​​golden sword light collided and intertwined. The space at the explosion roared was as distorted as a roulette, extremely terrifying.

Lu Dongbin tried his best but failed to completely withstand the space storm. There were still a large number of dark storms storms scrambling towards Shen Lang behind him.

A long distance away, Shen Lang could already feel his body being subjected to extremely violent tearing, and he couldn't help feeling a little nervous.

In an instant, a large dark storm swept past, and the twisted space storm bombarded the Misilian Sacred Clothes condensed from Shen Lang's body.

"Shisheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshesheshe

The extremely violent dark storm bombarded the surface of Shen Lang's hiding silver cloak, making sharp sounds like cutting glass.

The surface of the Misilian Sacred Clothes burst out from the silver light, firmly resisting the invading space storm.

Shen Lang finally breathed a sigh of relief. The defense of Misilian Holy Cloth really surprised him.

Although it resisted the space storm, Shen Lang's figure was inevitably blown away from his position by the space storm.

After the storm passed, he could no longer see Lu Dongbin.

The space within the 33rd level was too disordered, and Shen Lang could not use the pupil technique of the Holy Demon Eye to peek around.

Recalling Lu Dongbin's previous instructions, Shen Lang forced himself to calm down, re-determine the direction, and flew to the north.

The frequent storms of space are blowing on the river surface. The deeper the storms of space are, the more violent they are.

With the defense of the Misilian Saint Clothes, Shen Lang withstood the erosion of the space storm one after another, crossed the area outside the river with ease, and came to the center of the river without realizing it.

The power of the space storm in the middle of the river is much higher than that of the outer area. The storm is even mixed with dense space cracks, like wind blades like destruction, sweeping over.

Seeing this, Shen Lang couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.

Even Luo Shangxian’s body could not withstand the cutting of the cracks in the space! It seems that what Lu Dongbin said is not false.

When the storm came, Shen Lang frantically poured into the Misilian Sacred Clothes to the extreme of the Misilian Sacred Clothes!

The Misilian Holy Clothes suffered extremely violent tearing, and several cracks were once broken by the cracks in the shattered space. Fortunately, they finally persisted without any danger, helping Shen Lang to overcome the most dangerous area.

Through the middle of the river, you can already see the rough outline of the "Huangji Lingxiao Palace" in the north. The Huangji Lingxiao Palace hangs high above the river. It is a huge golden palace, magnificent and extremely gorgeous. The palace floats above the clouds, and a circle of rainbow halos rises behind it, adding a touch of mystery and depth to the entire palace.

The breath.

Looking away, I felt that the majestic and majestic Emperor Lingxiao Palace gave people a sense of oppression that could not be ignored.

Shen Lang's heart was trembling and he was a little worried.

The 33rd level of the forbidden air ban is so powerful that the monks cannot fly away at all. How can they go to the Huangji Lingxiao Palace above the sky?

"roar!!!"

Just when Shen Lang thought so, a shaking roar suddenly came from the north, like the roar of a giant beast in the wilderness, making Quan Han feel palpitations!

The beast's roar actually carried an indescribable force, which made Shen Lang's blood surge in his body, his soul shaking, and his brain was dizzy.

The glazed heart lamp fire in the heart veins aroused a large amount of glazed lights rushing towards the forehead. Shen Lang woke up and then heard the sound of fighting and fighting from the north, and his heart was suddenly filled with excitement.

"It's Brother Lu!"

Thinking of the possibility that Lu Dongbin was in trouble, Shen Lang gritted his teeth and walked towards the north as fast as possible.

...

At the end of the 33rd North, Huangji Lingxiao Palace stands in the sky, shining like a golden light like a scorching sun in the air.

Just below the Lingxiao Palace, Lu Dongbin was fighting with a dragon-headed horse with wings on his back, and a golden giant beast that looked like a unicorn. The scene was in full swing.

This giant beast, which looks like a kirin, has no physical body, but is in a spiritual state. Judging from its appearance, it looks very similar to the ancient witch beast roaring towards him!

Chaohou was originally a spiritual pet raised by Emperor Hao. He was guarded outside the Lingxiao Palace for many years and was loyal.

The roar in front of him in the state of spiritual body should be a force of will left outside the Lingxiao Palace. Out of will instinct, he launched an attack on Lu Dongbin who was approaching Lingxiao Palace.

Chaohou inherited the bloodline of the "Chu Qilin", one of the top ten witch beasts in the prehistoric world. It has extremely powerful combat power and can even approach the Hunyuan Daluo Golden Immortal! It ranks higher than the Angry Beast.
Chapter completed!