"Gourmet to the god Zixiao!"

When the Soul Clan saw this sign of heaven, they instantly showed ecstasy expressions and knelt on the ground.

"What's it!"

The two leaders of the demon clan looked at the grey vortex that suddenly appeared in the sky, showing an incredible expression.

I saw the vortex getting bigger and bigger, and finally a white light suddenly shot out from the vortex.

Whoosh!

The white light flew out of the vortex and landed in the air thousands of meters above the ground, showing a young man.

Who is it if it’s not Shen Lang?

Shen Lang looked around and murmured to himself: "This gray world actually has such a powerful power of forbidden air, which is somewhat similar to the virtual world."

There is a powerful force forbidden air in the gray world.

A cultivator as strong as Shen Lang can only keep flying at a low altitude.

Once it exceeds a certain height, it will be suppressed by an outrageously powerful force of forbidden air.

Shen Lang has had experience entering the other four small realms, so he is no wonder.

What really shocked him was that the time flow rate in this gray world was very different from that in the True Immortal Realm.

Just as Shen Lang entered the gray world, he felt that some strange distortion occurred in time and space.

Compared with the outside world, the time and space in the gray world seem to be accelerated, and the flow rate of time should be much faster than that of the True Immortal World...

As for how much it will be soon, Shen Lang can't estimate it.

In the past, the Heavenly Palace of Reincarnation and the Nine-level Heavenly Palace he entered were both space magic weapons that slowed down the flow of time. Now it is the first time he has arrived at the space where time accelerates, and he can't help but feel a little weird.

Time accelerates, not a good thing.

If an ordinary monk is in the space where time is accelerated, his life span will also be consumed faster.

I'm afraid no monk in this world can accept his lifespan shortening, right?

I don’t know why the ancestor Hongjun wanted to build such an independent interface that will speed up the flow of time.

Fortunately, Shen Lang is already a Heavenly Lord in the Divine Source Realm, with an infinitely long life span, so he is naturally not affected by the flow rate of time.

Just then.

A call below interrupted Shen Lang's thoughts.

"The God of Zixiao, you have finally appeared!"

The old man from the Soul Clan looked up at Shen Lang in the sky, and his eyes showed almost fanatical excitement.

"Welcome to the god of Zixiao!"

The soul monks yelled in unison,

"The God of Zixiao?"

Shen Lang frowned, his expression slightly surprised.

With his eyesight, he could see that there were two waves of forces fighting below.

One of them is the demon race, and the other convenient is this group of strange races that call themselves to be the gods of Zixiao.

The reason why it is called strange is that these monks look like humans, but have no physical bodies, like charming spirits.

"Are these monks the soul clans in ancient books?"

Shen Lang suddenly remembered that there were four major races in the ancient book, namely: the witch race, the spiritual race, the blood race, and the soul race.

Thinking of the existence of spiritual people in the astral realm, these mysterious humans without physical bodies in the gray realm should be soul people.

Two demon leaders not far away looked at Shen Lang who suddenly appeared in the sky, and his face was gloomy and clear.

It was obvious that they were only one last step away from destroying these soul clan members, but they didn't expect that such a change would occur.

"General Yin, this person is unknown. Should I retreat and avoid the edge for the time being?"

The black giant tiger sent a voice to ask about the silver dragon beside him.

Silver Dragon glanced at Shen Lang in the sky and said gloomyly: "I can't sense the aura on this person. Eighty-mostly this group of soul clans transformed through the secret magic of illusion, and I want to scare me away."

"We finally forced the soul clan to a dead end. How could we give up halfway at this time?"

The commander of the Black Tiger looked worried: "If this person is really the god of Zixiao Palace, I'm afraid..."

"The Zixiao Palace was destroyed many years ago. Where did the gods come from? Lord Demon Emperor has been fighting in the north for so many years, but hasn't he heard of the immortals in Zixiao Palace coming to the world?"

"In my opinion, this is definitely a trick of the soul clan. It is to use this phantom to shock us."

"Let me let the commander break this phantom!"

Silver Dragon believed that Shen Lang, who was standing in the void, was a false phantom, so he opened his mouth and spit out a silver column of light and shot towards Shen Lang.

Just as the silver beam of light was about to hit Shen Lang.

"How dare you be so arrogant if you are just a little demon in Hunyuan Realm?"

Shen Lang frowned, and a white flame popped out of his fingertips.

There was a dull "boom".

The moment the white flame hit the silver light column, it suddenly exploded, turning into a white light soaring into the sky, instantly swallowing the silver light column.

"This...this is impossible!"

Seeing that his magical powers did not destroy Shen Lang, Yin Longyan was defeated by Shen Lang's understatement, his face became extremely ugly, and he thought to himself that it was not good.

It was too late when he realized it.

Shen Lang bounced his fingers and shot a blood-colored wind blade in the shape of a crescent moon.

“Hohuh!”

The wind blade attacked the silver dragon with lightning speed, and the space wherever it passed was cut into cracks.

The silver dragon had no time to dodge, and his body was cut off by the blood-colored wind blade!

Even his flesh and blood were shattered into pieces by the space cracks created by the wind blade, and his spirit and form were destroyed on the spot.

This is not over yet.

The extremely terrifying blood-colored wind blade cut off the body of the silver dragon, flew straight into the demon cultivator group behind and exploded directly.

"Dongdongdongdongdong!!!"

The terrifying explosion sounded, and the terrifying blood light soared into the sky and the earth, making it indescribable!

Countless demon cultivators were killed by blood and turned into powder, and the scene was like a collapse of heaven and earth!

After one blow, a large area of ​​forest was razed to the ground, and almost half of the demon cultivators died.

"Retreat quickly!"

The surviving commander Black Tiger was frightened by Shen Lang's magical power, and immediately called on the surviving demon cultivator to evacuate quickly and dared not stay here again.

The Soul Clan people were stunned and couldn't recover for a moment.

Shen Lang looked calm.

The two strongest commanders among the group of demon cultivators are just the cultivation level of the Hunyuan realm. With Shen Lang's current cultivation level, he can almost be destroyed by the blink of an eye against these "low-level" demon cultivators.

There is no other reason why half of the demon cultivators were let go because they didn't want to kill them indiscriminately.

Shen Lang flashed to the center of the Soul Clan Square, wanting to ask what was going on.

"The people of the Soul Clan thank the Zixiao God for helping him!"

The old man from the Soul Clan was surprised and knelt down and shouted.

"Thank you, the god of Zixiao for helping you!"

The soul clan members bowed down together, and thunderous shouts were heard. The eyes of Shen Lang looked like looking up at a god, and the respectful expression was beyond words.

"You don't have to do this great gift!"

Shen Lang was not used to this atmosphere, and he was too lazy to explain too much. With a wave of his sleeves, he rolled up a large area of ​​strong wind and blew the souls who were kneeling on the ground off the ground.
Chapter completed!