Chapter 2460: Lei Jing and the Three-legged Golden Crow

After Shen Lang and the Meiling Clan monks entered the gap in the space, they came to a mysterious space.
The space around the space is still pitch black, only a building in the middle of the building emits a great light, looking intently, it is a high altar!
"Boom boom boom!"
Black wind blades were blowing everywhere in this space, and those black wind blades swept raging like a storm.
Shen Lang opened up Hun Yuan to form a barrier, resisting the attack of several black wind blades.
The cultivators of the Meiling Clan who followed Shen Lang also opened up the defensive barrier under Tao Yaoer's orders, and with difficulty resisted the black wind blade in the space.
These black wind blades are extremely powerful, three or four times stronger than the black gang wind in the outer space of Burial Longling!
Shen Lang suspected that the black wind outside was the product of the black wind inside that escaped from the space barrier.
In the space, there are densely packed skeletons on the ground, most of which are demon repairs, and the most garbage are holy-rank spirit beasts, and there are even skeletons that seem to be true spirits.
But without exception, these skeletons have been eroded by lifelessness and have lost their spirituality.
Even if there is a true spirit skeleton, it cannot be used.
"Friend Shen Dao, these black wind blades are too powerful, our defensive barrier will not last long, what should we do?" Tao Yaoer tried her best to open the defensive barrier, gritted her teeth and shouted towards Shen Lang.
"If you want to find precious treasures, you have to bear some risks. This place can't explore the way. We can only go to the altar in the light. It seems that there is no wind blade raging around the altar. In addition, the black wind blades continue to come here. You can't resist it for too long. Don't waste time searching for treasures along the road."
After Shen Lang said this, he immediately walked towards the altar in the center of the space.
Tao Yaoer admired Shen Langyi's boldness, and immediately led the Meiling Clan monks to follow.
The farther ahead, the clearer the scene around the altar.
After witnessing the scene around the altar more clearly, Shen Lang and the cultivators of the Meiling Clan set off a stormy sea!
The altar is round, ten miles wide, like a square.
In the center of the altar stands a huge golden statue. It is the golden light released by this golden statue that illuminates the surrounding area and becomes Shen Lang's guidepost.
The golden statue seems to be an old man with a childlike face, wearing a Tai Chi robe, kind eyebrows, a jade crown on his head, and a whisk in his hand. It is mysterious and profound.
To the right of the golden statue, there is also a statue of a boy.
The boy held flat peaches in his hands, as if serving around the golden statue.
These are not the key points. The key point is that there are two huge corpses lying down on the altar, and the corpses still have flesh! Although it has been riddled with holes.
As Shen Lang continued to approach the altar, he finally saw the two dead bodies on the altar.
One of the corpses is 10,000 meters long, with white fur, like a tiger and leopard, with five tails, and a silver triangle on the head, like a trident. It is a heroic god!
The other corpse was ruined, but the rudiment can be seen. The same body length is 10,000 meters, the whole body is golden-yellow hair, like a bird, with nine golden feathers on the tail, a golden crown on the head, and a sharp edge!
Although the two beasts are dead, they still exude a breathtaking aura, which is dignified and creepy.
"True Spirit Thunder Spirit! True Spirit Three-legged Golden Crow!"
Shen Lang recognized the bodies of the two corpses, his eyes widened, and he roared, his voice mixed with horror and ecstasy!
Really tm found the corpse of the true spirit!
The monks of the Meiling tribe were also pleasantly surprised when they saw this scene.
Shen Lang trembled with excitement, accelerated his speed, and immediately reached the edge of the altar.
No matter how excited he is, Shen Lang still retains his reason. He did not rush to act, but urged the Hunyuan Golden Sword to fly around the altar repeatedly.
After confirming that there was no restriction, Shen Lang stepped into the altar.
In the altar, the black wind blades that can really save the sky in the space, there seems to be a mysterious formation that resists the black wind blades raging in the space.
The monks of the Meiling Race also entered the altar one after another, breathing a sigh of relief.
"I'm sorry, Elder Tao Yaoer, and fellow members of the Meiling Clan. Shen intends to use the conditions you promised before. We can divide the two true spirit corpses equally, but the true blood must be given to me!" Shen Lang is straightforward. Said.
"This...Miss Fuer, what do you think?"
The most precious thing in the corpse of the true spirit is true blood. Due to the value of this thing, Tao Yaoer didn't dare to make a decision without authorization, and asked Fuer for instructions.
Fu'er took a deep breath and said, "If it weren't for Mr. Shen, we wouldn't have been able to enter the space inside the Dragon Burial Ridge at all. Just follow what Mr. Shen said."
This trip to the secret realm of Kyushu was basically the credit of Shen Lang. Fu'er felt that it was pretty good that they could get half of the corpses of the true spirits, and naturally they would not be greedy.
"Thank you, Mei Lingzu's great kindness, Shen took it down!" Shen Lang solemnly clasped his fists.
After reaching an agreement, Shen Lang turned his eyes to the two true spirit corpses in the center of the altar, and he found that both true spirit corpses were lying under the golden statue in the center.
Shen Lang did not act in a hurry. He first observed the golden statue in the center of the altar to avoid threats.
The golden statue is about ten thousand meters long and extremely tall. The statues of the boy on the right are thousands of meters high, with an indescribable sense of mystery.
"Is this statue the real Taiyi?" Shen Lang asked inwardly.
Liu Yunmeng had told him before that Guangtian Palace was built by Taiyi Real Person, and Shen Lang naturally thought of Taiyi Real Person.
Upon closer inspection, there seems to be something missing in this statue of Taiyi real person. I saw that the right arm of the statue was raised, and the palm stretched out, as if it was holding something, but there was nothing in the palm.
According to Shen Lang's understanding, there should be something in the palm of the statue's original palm. These two true spirits won't die here for no reason, is it because they are fighting for that thing?
There is no point in guessing.
"How offended, I hope the ancestor Taiyi will forgive me!"
After repeatedly confirming that there was no danger, Shen Lang respectfully bowed to the golden statue, then walked slowly down to the golden statue, and came to the corpse of the true spirit thunder spirit and the true spirit three-legged golden crow.
Shen Lang couldn't suppress the excitement in his heart, and began to extract the true blood from the corpse of the true spirit thunder.
The blood essence of the true spirit is called true blood!
The true blood of the true spirit contains the blood and the power of the soul. If the amount is sufficient, Shen Lang can directly obtain the blood of the true spirit by absorbing the true blood!
It is estimated that the total amount of true blood in a true spirit is less than thirty or forty jade porcelain vases.
The true spirit corpse that died so long ago, the true blood volume in the body will definitely be greatly reduced, but there should still be one-tenth.
After busying for a long time, Shen Lang finally absorbed the flesh and blood of Lei Jing, and then sucked out a drop of real blood, and collected four bottles of Lei Jing's true blood.
In addition to the bottle of Thunder Spirit True Blood he had previously obtained in Thunder Punishment Islands, there are now as many as five bottles of Thunder Spirit True Blood!
Lei Jing's true blood is extremely violent, even if it is separated from the extremely tightly sealed jade porcelain bottle, the surface of the porcelain bottle is still "cracking" with a lot of white arcs, and a lot of blood overflows from the bottle mouth!
The cultivators of the Meiling Race retreated one after another, and the white arc contained in the spilled blood could hurt them.
Just when Shen Lang wanted to continue to extract the true blood from the corpse of the Three-legged Golden Crow, the altar suddenly changed!