Chapter 2389: Enter Naihe Bridge

Panicked, the son of Guixu immediately sacrificed a treasure fan and poured spiritual power into the fan frantically.
As soon as the fan was opened, a thick crystal wall formed in front of Young Master Guixu.
"Boom boom boom!"
It was as if the golden sword shadow overwhelming the earth collided, and the earth-shaking roar would pierce the eardrum. The crystal wall barely resisted the power released by Shen Lang's full blow to the Aurora, but the wall was already cracked.
Lord Guixu's whole body was shaken off, and fell towards the cliff abyss.
"Fuck!"
Young Master Guixu was so scared that his face turned green. He quickly reached out his right hand, and his right hand suddenly swelled and became longer. It stretched to several tens of meters in length, and grabbed the rock wall on the side of the cliff to avoid falling into the cliff.
Samsara Mountain is shrouded in the land of laws. Although there is no gravity, the monks will lose the ability to fly, and even the monks in the fit period cannot fly away.
If you fall into the abyss, the consequences will be disastrous!
No one knows what is in the abyss under Samsara Mountain, but the monk who fell into the abyss has never survived.
A large explosion caused by Shen Lang's aurora slash swept the surrounding area, and a group of ghost repairers in the combined phase were affected. The cultivators opened the defensive barrier and retreated.
The entire cliff edge became a mess, and many monks were caught off guard and were injured by the golden sword shadow.
"Me, fuck!"
"Death!"
"Dare to attack here, everyone will kill him!"
The attack that Shen Lang launched unpreparedly just now aroused the indignation of a group of monks on the cliff side.
"Guys to the market!"
In the late stage of the combination of the three Guiming Sects, the young master Guixu almost fell into the abyss, all of them were taken aback, and immediately ran to the edge of the cliff.
Young Master Guixu climbed up from the edge of the cliff with a gray head and a face.
Shen Lang quickly put on the mixed yuan treasure boots and the mixed yuan cloak. The golden light of the two mixed yuan treasures soared. Shen Lang turned into a streamer, and rushed towards the Naihe Bridge in a thunderous force.
Originally, a group of cultivators on the edge of the cliff were angry from their hearts and tried to capture Shen Lang, but they still took a step slower and watched Shen Lang rush into the Naihe Bridge.
"Friend Guixu, that kid ran away, what should I do?" asked a black-faced Guixiu from Guiming Sect with a frown.
The Young Master Guixu took a few breaths, showing a bitter expression on his face, gritted his teeth and said: "No, I can't swallow this breath, let's catch up with that kid!"
"Is this... too risky?"
"Yes, there are not many monks entering the Naihe Bridge now. We rushed in. The risk is too great."
"That kid... the strength is extraordinary, let's not be too aggressive, right?"
The three Guiming Sect's Guixiu frowned and expressed that they did not want to take the risk.
The Young Master Guixu was extremely unwilling. He really didn't want to see Shen Lang run away from under his nose, and urged: "That kid has four wearable magic treasures, plus countless large celestial stones. If we can take him You know how much benefit you can get if you catch it. This young man has a magic weapon bestowed by the Great Elder Guiyan, so there is no problem in passing this Naihe Bridge!"
"This……"
The three ghosts were a little excited and hesitant.
"Hmph, I have already said what I should say, if you don't believe me, just wait here, my son will go one step ahead!" After leaving this sentence, the son of Guixu plunged into the Naihe Bridge.
The three ghosts of the Guiming Sect, look at me and I look at you, gritted their teeth and entered the Naihe Bridge.
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After Shen Lang entered the Naihe Bridge, he put on the Hunyuan bracelet and Hunyuan belt for the first time, and also turned the apricot and yellow flag, and also pinched out the pure sun sword and shield by the way.
Almost a defense like a copper wall and an iron wall was laid, and he did not dare to be negligent.
Not long after running on the bridge, a large number of black and white whirlwinds suddenly blew on both sides. The white whirlwind was blowing from the east and the black whirlwind was blowing from the west.
The two-color whirlwinds collided and entangled with each other, unexpectedly hitting the apricot yellow light wall supported by Shen Lang's body.
"Buzz!"
The apricot-yellow light wall was impacted by the black and white whirlwind, making a violent roar, and the light wall was blurred by the black and white whirlwind.
"This is the whirlwind?!"
Shen Lang's heart shuddered.
It is said that Samsara Mountain is filled with a large number of positive and negative whirlwinds. This whirlwind not only contains great power, but also has great damage to the soul.
Fortunately, this level of attack can still be sustained by Xinghuangqi.
If the power of the cyclone is stronger, Xinghuangqi is probably too choking.
Shen Lang tried his best to lift the apricot and yellow flag and walked quickly towards the depths of the Naihe Bridge.
Along the way, the positive and negative whirlwind blowing on both sides of the Naihe Bridge became stronger and stronger, and Shen Lang stared at the violent whirlwind, and the speed was much slower.
Moreover, the deeper the Naihe Bridge, the more pressure on the surrounding space, and Shen Lang's steps heavier and heavier.
However, he didn't know where the end of the bridge was. Shen Lang continued to walk for a while, and the pressure on the surrounding space had reached a level.
An enormous gravity pressed Shen Lang, making his actions extremely difficult.
"Huh!"
Shen Lang gasped, feeling like he was carrying thousands of mountains, his forehead was sweating constantly, and his whole body was wet with sweat.
The more he moved forward, the greater the pressure. The enormous pressure made him difficult, and his muscles were trembling.
Fifty steps, one hundred steps, the unbearable gravity slowed Shen Lang's speed a lot, and his bones were crackling.
Damn, this bridge is really not human walking!
Shen Lang felt that he could no longer walk.
He took heavy steps, dizzy, and auditory hallucinations appeared in his ears.
"Woohoo!"
Creepy whimpers sounded around the Naihe Bridge, Shen Lang's eyes were blurred, and a large number of ghosts suddenly appeared around the Naihe Bridge, densely packed!
I saw a humanoid ghost walking little by little toward the depths of Naihe Bridge.
There are men, women and children, most of them are ghosts like old men, crouching and walking forward.
This crippled scene caused Shen Lang to be frightened.
"Buzzing..."
Many ghosts passed by Shen Lang, and they made unknowingly whispering voices in their mouths, as if they were complaining, complaining, and talking about all the hardships they had experienced during his lifetime.
The sound of mourning and whimpering is noisy and noisy, making people extremely depressed, and it is simply shining Shen Lang's spirit.
There are still many ghosts appearing coldly beside Shen Lang, screaming "Ah!!!" into Shen Lang's ears.
Seeing that Shen Lang trembled all over, those ghosts still made weird smiles, as if they were playing tricks on Shen Lang.
Shen Lang's physical body had originally endured the gravity exerted on him by the Naihe Bridge, but now he had to endure this kind of mental torture.
"All disappear for me, five-color phantom light!"
With a loud shout, Shen Lang opened his mouth and spouted five-color phantom light, sweeping towards the surrounding Naihe Bridge.