Vol 3 Chapter 4102: Into the exile

"Damn it!"
Shen Lang shouted angrily, hating that the entrance to Banish Yuan was close in front of him, and he was still chased by this bald donkey.
If he had known this long ago, he shouldn't be greedy, and now he is in big trouble!
Seeing the dragon claws of the Great Sun Dark Dragon strike like a burst of lightning and thunder, it was so powerful that it made people palpitate and fearful, and Shen Lang could barely resist the opponent with only a mithril holy garment on the surface of his soul body. A shocking blow.
If you get this blow, you will have to kill half your life if you don't die!
In despair, Shen Lang suddenly remembered the blood-wood hairpin Meng Xuan'er had given him!
Until now, Shen Lang had no time to think about whether this thing could exert its effect, so he turned around and opened his mouth to spit out the blood-wood hairpin that had wrapped a large amount of chaotic spiritual power.
"call out!"
The blood tree hairpin made a sharp explosion sound, carrying the extremely strong blood light and indescribable weird power towards the Great Sun Minglong, the speed was so fast that it was difficult to catch even the spiritual sense.
Da Ri Minglong opened his mouth and spit out a large smoulder fire, trying to defeat the blood hairpin.
Unfortunately, he expected it wrong.
Although the energy surging on the surface of the blood hairpin resembles a physical supernatural power, it is a blinding technique, and in fact it is a deeply disguised spirit attack!
I saw that blood-wood hairpin passed through the flames spit out of the Great Sun Dark Dragon without a trace, and sank into the dragon head of the Great Sun Dark Dragon with lightning speed.
"Boom!"
Suddenly, the blood-wood hairpin submerged in the dragon's head suddenly exploded with a shock of shocking energy, making a muffled sound like a bomb.
"Roar!!!"
The dragon head of the Da Ri Minglong seemed to have been hit by several blood rays, and there was a screaming sound in his mouth. The soul was severely injured, and the intense pain made it scream.
The blood-wood hairpin Meng Xuan'er gave to Shen Lang was the flower stem of the night flower, and it was injected with a considerable degree of spirit power. Once this object hits the enemy, it will explode, which can severely damage the enemy's soul.
In fact, this flower stem is exactly the treasure made by Meng Xuan'er to deal with the soul separation of the eight Tianlong Bodhisattvas, as a killer to deal with the eight Tianlong Bodhisattvas.
Shen Lang saw that the soul body of Da Ri Minglong was severely damaged, and he couldn't help but feel grateful for the gift Meng Xuan'er gave.
Taking advantage of the damage to the soul body of the Great Sun Minglong, Shen Lang decisively flew over the end of the Pure Land.
The end of the Pure Land is a barren and dark sandy land, giving people a sense of lifeless desolation, which seems to represent the end of the cycle of all things.
A fierce space storm was blowing around the sand, and there was a twisted abyss pit on the left, which was the abyss of exile; on the right, a colorful spatial vortex appeared in the mid-air, which was the reincarnation tunnel of the eighteenth prison.
Enter the exile abyss, you can reach the land of hell. Entering the tunnel of reincarnation, you can lead to the eternal world.
Shen Lang flew quickly and finally came to exile Yuan. The Great Sun Minglong at the back forcibly restrained the intense discomfort of the soul body, and almost chased Shen Lang behind his body, with an unusually anxious voice in his mouth: "The Chosen One, Exile Yuan is not a place where you can set foot. Go to a dead end!
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In the sound of shock, Da Ri Minglong's dragon claw grabbed Shen Lang like lightning.
Shen Lang's heart was awkward, he ignored the call of the other party, and before the dragon claws of Da Ri Minglong hit, he jumped into the abyss of exile like a ghost.
"Do not!"
Da Ri Minglong grabbed a hole with one claw, and watched Shen Lang fall into the abyss of exile, looking upset and sad.
"The Chosen One, since the poor monk can't stop you, I can only remind you. Don't go near the center of the reincarnation jail, where an extremely powerful evil spirit is sealed. If you are bewitched by it, you will be invaded by that evil spirit. Physical body."　　"Besides, you are a living, and it is not difficult to get out of the reincarnation cell. In the sky cell, there are many sky domes with aurora descending to connect the reincarnation tunnel of the eighteenth prison. If you encounter any threats, escape Flying to the sky dome where the aurora descends
Ding, you can leave the jail! "
Da Ri Minglong shouted loudly at Exile Yuan, his voice gradually drifting away.
Shen Lang, who fell into the abyss of exile, barely heard the voice of Da Ri Minglong. Although the other party was harsh, but after all, he was a famous Buddhist guardian dragon, so he would not deceive himself.
Shen Lang silently remembered Da Ri Minglong's words in his heart. Shen Lang, who fell into the exile, seemed to be in the mezzanine of space. The surrounding area was dark, and he could not see his fingers, but he could feel the space here in an abnormal disorder, and the fierce space storm was blowing, and Shen Lang's soul was covered. Ripped
Awesome. With the defensive power of the Mithril Saint Cloth, Shen Lang barely resisted the force of the space tearing in the Exile Abyss. The Mithril Saint Cloth on the surface of the soul body burst into silver light from time to time, confirming that the Mithril Saint Cloth is also at full force. Resist the exile and scrape everywhere in the deep
The space storm is coming.
After falling for half a time, Shen Lang felt that the surrounding space was no longer twisted and turbulent.
In a daze, with a "plop", Shen Lang seemed to have fallen into a pool of water. The pool water was filled with an indescribable atmosphere of extreme cold, and released a violent death air, making Shen Lang's soul trembling. !
After a brief period of dizziness, Shen Lang's soul body's heart of the colored glaze lamp fire released a large amount of colored glaze sky light, sweeping the entire soul body, and his consciousness gradually recovered.
Shen Lang swept the surroundings, and Shen Lang found that he had fallen into a black water pool. The water was full of bitter cold, and after the soul fell into the water, he felt unusually heavy.
In addition, the filthy power in the pool is extremely strong, lifeless, and extremely strange, making people shudder!
"Oh, this is Xuan Ming Heavy Water!"
Shen Lang was shocked and suddenly recognized the water type of this black pool.
Xuanming heavy water is extremely rare in the true immortal realm. Legend has it that only the Styx in the northern underworld has this kind of water. The Xuanming heavy water is extremely heavy, with a drop of tens of thousands of catties, and it is full of extremely rich death!
When ordinary monks are contaminated with Xuanming heavy water, their bodies will be immediately contaminated, their vitality will collapse, and their vitality will be cut off!
Shen Lang worried that his soul body would be corroded by the death aura in the profound waters of Xuan Ming, and tried to get up and fly away, but found that the space pressure here was so great that he couldn't escape from the ground at all.
A more terrifying scene appeared.
The large amount of death aura surging in the pool seemed to be spiritual. After feeling the vitality of Shen Lang's body, it swarmed and drowned Shen Lang's soul in an instant.
"Damn it!"
Shen Lang was shocked, and the Asura sacred pupil at the center of his eyebrows released the bleeding light, forming a defensive barrier, trying to stop the death.
However, the dead energy in the pool is not the energy of the five elements, and the blood-light barrier cannot stop the erosion of the dead energy around.　　 Just when Shen Lang was facing desperation, his soul body was stimulated by the death breath and made a muffled sound, and a dazzling white light suddenly poured out, like the holy light of the world, washing away all the dirt in the world!