Vol 3 Chapter 4407: Deja vu

Lot 4407
"My Envoy? Brother Shen? Are you all right!"
The voice of Saint Lady Cang Yue faintly heard in his ears, and Shen Lang woke up from the trance state.
The Saintess of Cang Yue was quite worried about Shen Lang's Secret Chamber's mind, and her white jade hands formed a seal, releasing a large golden Buddha light, covering Shen Lang's body.
"Girl Cang Yue, don't worry, I'm fine."
Shen Lang shook his head slightly. He has the power of Liuli Fire Lotus and Shennong to protect his body. This bit of fierce resentment will naturally not affect him.
Just now I just felt that the scene in front of me was too familiar.
Seeing that Saint Cangyue's complexion was not good, it seemed that she was affected by the fierce resentment of this sea of ​​blood, Shen Lang condensed a group of glazed fire in his palm, which turned into dots of glazed fire, and poured into her body.
Suddenly, the Saintess of Cangyue was filled with brilliant glazed firelight, and she felt her whole body filled with a warm current, all mental pressure was swept away, and even the vitality that had been consumed before was slowly recovering.
The buffing effect brought by Liulihuo shocked Saint Cang Yue a little, and she awkwardly said, "Thanks..."
As the patriarch of the Liuyue clan, her cultivation base was much higher than that of Shen Lang. She was supposed to protect Shen Lang, but this time she was repeatedly protected by Shen Lang, which made the Saint Cang Yue a little embarrassed.
"But it's just a matter of effort, Miss Cangyue doesn't have to thank you anymore. In other words, this sea of ​​blood should be the barrier of will evolved from the power of will released by the blood of the gods?" Shen Lang asked back.
"That should be the case, the eighth of the blood of the gods is achieved in this enchantment of will. It's just that... the will of the blood of the gods has the ability to form an enchantment on its own.
Saint Cang Yue frowned.
"That's actually safer. If the monster can easily get the blood of the gods, things will be worse. In short, it should not be too late. Let's move on and see if we can find anything!"
Shen Lang could vaguely feel the breath coming from the depths of the sea of ​​blood, and he felt a sense of eagerness in his heart.
"Ok!"
Saint Cang Yue nodded slightly.
The two moved immediately, breaking the waves toward the depths of the blood sea at the fastest speed.
This sea of ​​blood is full of indescribable space power, unable to fly away, but they can't feel the existence of space gravity. The two can only ride the waves, but the speed is not slow.
There are countless bones floating in the sea of ​​blood, not tens of millions, there are millions of them, and all these bones release an incomparably powerful aura.
Just the bones can make Shen Lang and Saintess Cangyue feel the sense of horror and fear, and it is hard to imagine what powerful creatures these bones were!
The more you go to the depths of the blood sea, the more bones accumulate.
I don't know how long it has been through, there is a trace of blood in the sea of ​​blood. These blood is like blood threads, solidified in the space, bursting out with a ruby-like light, and there is a strange and gorgeous feeling.
"Huh? This is..."
Shen Lang keenly smelled a breath of dead soul, just when he was puzzled.
"Boom boom boom!"
The sea of ​​blood in front suddenly rolled up a monstrous huge wave, and the nine-color glow of the sky gushed out from the huge wave. The endless nine-color glow was gathered together and turned into a giant dragon phantom!
The huge dragon is one hundred thousand meters wide, standing on the sky like a huge mountain. Its shape is illusory and unclear, and the whole body is faintly white, with silvery antlers and blood-red pupils. It's shocking!
"Roar!!!"
The white dragon looked up to the sky and roared, and the roar of the dragon was desolate and deep, and ancient and heavy!
"Boom!!!"
Along with the powerful sound of the dragon's roar, hundreds of millions of blood-colored thunders flashed across the sea of ​​blood, and the dense blood thunder roared and flashed, and the momentum was like breaking the sky and tearing the stars and extinguishing the sun.
"Ancestral Dragon... Could it be the ancestral dragon!"
Seeing the white dragon hovering above the sea of ​​blood, Saintess Cangyue suddenly became awkward and her pretty face paled.
Although the body of this white dragon is illusory and unclear, what it releases is too terrifying, and it can't help being reminiscent of the ancestral dragon.
"Impossible! If it is really a great ancestor dragon, just the roar of the dragon just now will be enough to make us faint!"
Shen Lang stared at the white dragon in the sky with nine colors of glow, and his face was as usual: "Go ahead, I have my own way to deal with this thing."
Having said that, Shen Lang maintained his previous speed and stepped forward without paying attention to the white dragon hovering in the sky.
Shen Lang didn't need to pay attention to the white dragon. Saint Cang Yue couldn't do it. Even if she warned herself not to panic, she would still be shocked by the frightening aura released by this dragon.
This sense of deterrence is extremely strong, as if it can oppress the soul, and even suffocate the Saintess of Cang Yue, causing the speed of travel to slow down significantly.
She can conclude that the white dragon in front of her is not an illusion, but a real entity. Even if it is not an ancestral dragon, she is definitely not a character that she and Shen Lang can rival!
Here is the will formation formed by the will of God's blood, it is indeed possible to give birth to powerful spirit creatures.
Seeing that Shen Lang didn't care about this white dragon, Saintess Cangyue didn't know where he was confident.
Shen Lang felt that the speed of Saint Cangyue was too slow, and suggested: "Miss Cangyue, let me carry you on my back, so it can be faster!"
After that, Shen Lang leaned down and motioned for Saint Cang Yue to come up.
"This... alright!"
Saint Cang Yue's expression was a little embarrassed. Shen Lang was an astral messenger after all, and she could only follow Shen Lang's wishes and crept on Shen Lang's back.
Most of the spirit races were petite, and the Saintess of Cang Yue was weak and boneless. Shen Lang could hardly feel the weight, and continued to break through the waves at the fastest speed.
"Roar!!!"
The white dragon in the sky of the sea of ​​blood ahead swept straight down from the sky with a raging blood-colored thunder, and swallowed it straight towards Shen Lang and the Saintess of Cangyue in the sea of ​​blood!
That momentum is truly earth-shaking, shocking the universe!
"Shen Lang, be careful!"
The Saintess Cang Yue on her back yelled out, panicking and directly called out Shen Lang's name.
Seeing that white dragon flew towards him, Shen Lang's eyes condensed, and the power of Shennong in his body was mobilized, and he shouted, "The Sacred Light!"
Suddenly, Shen Lang suddenly released endless white light from all over his body. The whole person was like a white sun, illuminating the entire sea of ​​blood!
"Hohoho!"
Sure enough, as expected by Shen Lang, under the irradiated by the innocent holy light, the white dragon seemed to be subjected to huge resistance and froze in mid-air. The body trembled and trembled uncontrollably. A lot of white smoke came out, and there was a painful roar in his mouth.
"Go away!"
Shen Lang turned the power of Shennong in his body to the extreme, and the brilliant white light bursting out of his body covered everything in his sight like the aura of the world!
Amid the screaming screams, the white giant dragon was gradually swallowed by the Immaculate Light, quickly distorted and collapsed until it completely disappeared.