Vol 3 Chapter 5029: Enter the Zixiao Palace

"Sorry, Fellow Daoist Shen, please allow me to evade and discuss." The elder of the soul clan stood up and said.
"Okay." Shen Lang nodded slightly.
The ten Soul Race powerhouses moved into the distance.
After some deliberation, everyone returned to the top of the snow-capped mountain.
A tall soul clan powerhouse stood up, clasped his fists and said, "Since Daoyou Shen is an apprentice of the Taishang Daozu, he must have supernatural powers. I want to discuss with Daoist Shen next time. I wonder if you are willing?"
Shen Lang was a little dumbfounded.
In the end, you still have to speak with strength.
This group of soul clan masters obviously still have concerns about their own identity, and want to take the opportunity to test their own strength.
Shen Lang said bluntly: "Of course I do! I don't think one-on-one is necessary. Why don't you all come together."
"This…"
The rest of the Soul Race powerhouses looked surprised, thinking that this guy is too crazy.
From their point of view, Shen Lang's cultivation was only in the Divine Origin Realm, and even if Shen Lang was really a direct disciple of the Supreme Daozu, he would definitely not be the opponent of ten of them.
"Don't hesitate, everyone, please."
Shen Lang directly set up a battle.
"As expected of a disciple of the Supreme Daozu, Daoyou Shen really has the courage, so let Yun Xian take the lead in teaching you Daoyou Shen's brilliant tricks!"
The tall soul clan powerhouse took the lead, and a large amount of golden light surged all over his body, turning into golden threads of light that turned into a river, like a dense meteor ray, blasting away at Shen Lang.
Seeing the endless golden filaments of light coming, Shen Lang did not dodge or evade, and shouted softly: "Breaking Blood Blade!"
Between the electric light and flint, endless blood blades swarmed out from Shen Lang's body, hitting the golden ray of light that struck.
"Boom boom boom!"
The terrifying impact and explosion shattered the sky, and the large space turned into nothingness.
I saw countless blood blades suppressing the golden ray of light with a destructive force, and quickly spread out, heading towards the other Soul Race powerhouses.
"You don't have to worry, please let's do it together."
In the ears of everyone, the voice transmission initiated by Shen Lang sounded.
Seeing that the monks on their side could not resist Shen Lang's magical powers, the powerhouses of the soul clan had to use their magical powers to compete.
Shen Lang's magical technique called "Blood Blade" originated from the blood nerve, and the power exerted with all his strength is enough to kill ordinary monks in the divine source realm.
The ten powerhouses of the soul clan must work together to withstand this magical power.
Shen Lang took advantage of the opponent's full use of magical powers, and turned into a black shadow that covered the sky and the sun, shrouding the ten soul clan powerhouses.
Before the powerhouses of the soul clan could resist and escape, they were bound and bound by the huge black shadow transformed by Shen Lang.
They tried to get out of this dark shadow, but found that the dark shadow that Shen Lang had transformed into was like a maggot in the tarsus, completely entangling their primordial spirit, and could not escape at all.
What frightened them even more was that the shadow was actually absorbing the primordial spirit that devoured them!
This is still Shen Lang's intention to keep his hand.
If he unscrupulously uses the devouring technique of blood nerves, the primordial spirit of this group of strong souls will be quickly drained.
"How are you, fellow Daoists? Do you want to continue the competition?" In the darkness, Shen Lang's voice sounded.
"Shen... Fellow Daoist Shen has amazing magical powers, this old man worships!"
The previous soul clan elder was the first to fold his fists and admit his counsel.
The rest of the Soul Race powerhouses also conceded defeat.
They have never seen such a bizarre magical power, and at the same time they are afraid, they cannot admit that Shen Lang's magical power is indeed unfathomable.
At least not an existence they can match.
Shen Lang took back his magical powers and transformed himself into this deity.
The powerhouses of the soul clan all bowed down, expressing their willingness to put aside their conflicts with the demon clan and join hands to build the sky-high formation.
Shen Lang took ten soul clan powerhouses to meet the Black Dragon King that day.
Although the atmosphere was a bit tense, with Shen Lang's successful matchmaking, the Soul Clan and the Monster Clan finally shook hands and prepared to join forces to build the Great Array.
The construction of the Heaven-reaching Great Array is not an overnight success, and requires a lot of manpower and material resources.
Shen Lang didn't want to wait for a moment, and immediately deployed the construction plan, hoping to complete the construction of the Great Array before the new moon came.
The Black Dragon King and the top ten soul clan experts also expressed their willingness to cooperate.
In this way, the construction of the Great Array is in full swing.
Shen Lang supervises day and night.
After dozens of days, the two clans finally completed the construction of the Great Array before the new moon came.
Similar to the sky-reaching formation in the virtual world, the sky-reaching formation built by the two clans in the gray world also has the ability to deliver a large number of monks at one time.
To be fair, the two clans decided after deliberation, and each selected tens of thousands of elite cultivators to enter the Zixiao Palace together.