When Shen Lang and many friends fought with Yuanshi Tianzun in the Mongolian world, he was wasted hundreds of thousands of years of time and space curse released by Yuanshi Tianzun before his death.

Of course, there are strengths and weaknesses in the time and space curse, and the remaining time and space curse in the corpse of the Fire God Son should not be too strong.

Just as Shen Lang was hesitating, the Baolian lamp on his chest suddenly shone white light.

Houyi sent a voice transmission: "Choose, you don't need to have too many concerns. The sealed star plate in your body can be immune to the negative effects of the curse of time and space."

"good!"

Shen Lang felt much more at ease. He directly poked out his right hand and grabbed the rosary on the neck of the corpse of the Vulcan Son.

"Be careful, please!"

Seeing that Shen Lang was not prepared at all, Jin Yan Qilin was shocked.

Just as Shen Lang touched the black airflow on the surface of the corpse of the Fire God Son with his right hand, a torn pain came from his palm, and he felt that the black airflow would be strangled into powder in the next moment!

At the critical moment, Shen Lang suddenly surged with a mysterious black and white light in his right hand, blocking the power of time and space carried by the black airflow, and finally successfully obtained the rosary on the neck of the corpse.

Jin Yan Qilin was shocked and relieved when he saw Shen Lang obtaining the rosary safely.

The Son of Fire God once said during his lifetime that only those who come can obtain their own relics. Now it seems that this is true.

Perhaps only those who come are qualified to go to the cemetery to pay homage to that adult...

Shen Lang carefully looked at the string of rosary obtained from the corpse of the Son of the Fire God.

There are nine rosary beads in total, which are fiery red. Each rosary has a word written on it, which is "The fighter moves forward in the array", which is the nine-character mantra. Each rosary contains strange energy.

These nine rosary beads are like magnets, with strange suction or repulsion between each other. According to special arrangements, they will burst out with different degrees of power.

The power of law enveloped in the tomb of Fire Witch will make all psychic objects useless, but this rosary does not seem to be affected by the power of law.

You can be sure that this rosary is the key to breaking the seal.

Instead of thinking about how to use this rosary, it is better to go to the site to try it.

Shen Lang clasped his fists at Jin Yan Qilin and said, "No need to delay, please open the teleportation channel and take me to the sealed place in the center of the witch tomb."

"good."

Seeing that Shen Lang had obtained the relics of the Son of Fire, Jinyan Qilin no longer hesitated and opened his mouth and spit out a golden aperture in the middle of the altar.

“Buzz!”

Suddenly, dense golden signs appeared on the ground of the altar.

Immediately afterwards, a large number of golden signs rose up and formed a space channel in the air.

"Fellow Daoist Shen, please follow me!"

The golden flame qilin rolled up a ray of escape light, wrapped Shen Lang, and rushed into the space passage.

The next moment.

With a "swoosh", Shen Lang was thrown away by the space and came to an empty desert.

The gravel in the desert was scorching dark red, and large areas of dark red flames emerged from the surface of the ground. This place was even hotter than the volcano where it was before. The extremely terrifying high temperature made the space around it violently distorted, making it difficult to see the surrounding scenes clearly.

"This is the central area of ​​the Tomb of the Witch of Fire?"

Shen Lang piaopiao fell into the desert, his expression slightly surprised.

"Not bad! Look at the area in front of you that emits blood, it is the cemetery of the Tomb of the Witch of Fire."

Jin Yan Qilin pointed to a bloody place far ahead.

Shen Lang opened the Shura Holy Eyes and looked closely.

About hundreds of thousands of miles ahead, a blood light that was as strong as a ray of rays of rays of rays of rays of rays of rays of rays were shrouded in the middle of the desert. You could feel the amazing energy fluctuations released by the rays from a distance.

Seeing that the destination was close to him, Shen Lang didn't want to waste his time and rushed towards the blood-shrouded area.

Jinyan Qilin followed closely behind and followed Shen Lang.

The closer you get to the blood-filled witch tomb cemetery, the more chaotic and hot the space around you becomes.

The astonishing blood light almost rendered the surrounding space into blood-red. Even with the eyes of the Shura Holy Pupil, Shen Lang's vision could only be kept within a range of hundreds of miles, and the spiritual consciousness released outside was as if it was trapped in a quagmire and it was difficult to spread.

Not long after walking, several beast-headed and human bodies suddenly emerged from the gravel in front of him. The alien monks covered in red phosphorus made a trembling sound of shouting: "The witch tomb is in a heavy place, don't trespass!"

"Witch Soul Guard?"

Shen Lang raised his eyebrows.

The alien monks in front of him had illusory figures and had no physical body, but their bodies were emitting relatively powerful soul power fluctuations. They should be the guardians of the witch souls in the witch tomb.

"Fellow Daoist Shen, these witch soul guards do not have much intelligence, so we can only get rid of them in one breath!"

Jin Yan Qilin is about to take action.

"I'll do it."

Shen Lang turned into a blood shadow first, and rushed towards several witch soul guards blocking the road with lightning speed.

Previously, Shen Lang had encountered similar witch soul guards in the Wooden Witch Tomb, knowing that these guards were transformed by weak soul power scattered from the corpse of the great witch.

Devouring these witch soul guards can indirectly replenish Houyi's remaining soul in the treasure lotus lamp.

The blood shadow transformed into Shen Lang swallowed up all the soul bodies guarded by several witch souls in less than one breath.

Jin Yan Qilin was a little confused when he saw it. These witch soul guards also had the peak combat power of the Daluo Golden Immortal, and could be swallowed and absorbed by Shen Lang so easily. The ability of the descendant was not as simple as he imagined.

The two continued to rush.

Along the way, all the witch soul guards who blocked the road were swallowed and absorbed by Shen Lang.

Shen Lang could feel that Hou Yi's soul power fluctuations in the Baolian Lantern were getting stronger and stronger, and he felt quite relieved.

After a stick of incense, they were less than 50,000 miles away from the cemetery.

The blood light became more and more dazzling, and the cemetery ahead even blew out a twisted space storm.

The two of them walked forward for a while under the space storm.

"Boom boom boom!"

The sudden roar and explosion sound from the front aroused the alert between the two.

Shen Lang felt a little nervous and immediately slowed down.

Listen carefully, it should be the sound of fighting.

Jin Yan Qilin sent a warning voice and said, "It seems that other monks should have come here too!"

"I'll go and see the situation!"

Shen Langyi was brave and immediately turned into a blood shadow and left in the sound.

The monks who entered the witch tomb, except Hei Chonghu and the Eight Divine Generals, were only himself, Baicao Immortal and Zhen Yuanzi.

Only when monks from both sides encounter each other will a fierce battle occur.

Shen Lang didn't care about it and rushed to the scene as quickly as possible.

Due to the power of the law of the Tomb of Fire, monks cannot use the immortal treasure. This advantage alone is enough to make Shen Lang not afraid of the Black Chonghu.
Chapter completed!