Chapter 2560

Name:My Perfect Life Author:花幽山月
Shen Lang was a little embarrassed and finally said, "goodbye, ladies and gentlemen."

As soon as his voice fell, he began to use space teleportation. Countless sword shadows poured out in front of him, breaking a space vortex.

Shen Lang and Liu Yunmeng entered the space vortex one after another and disappeared.

Over the main hall of Tiannan City, LAN xian'er sighed as Shen Lang disappeared.

Xiao die shook his head and said, "sister xian'er, why are you so stupid. Why don't you tell me if you have a crush on Mr. Shen? If you don't say something, Mr. Shen won't understand. I think Mr. Shen should be kind to you. "

LAN xian'er said softly: "silly girl, what can I say? It will only embarrass Mr. Shen. Xiao die, my sister has vowed before that she will not have any other thoughts in her heart. She must practice hard and lead her people to revive the Lianhua clan! "

"Sister, it's not just you, it's me." The butterfly bit the scallop's teeth, with a heavy complexion.

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Shen Lang and Liu Yunmeng are sent to the edge of the fog sea. A twisted red space in front of them is a sea of corpses and blood.

Into the red space, through the sea of blood, the two came to the Styx.

Shen Lang's strength is not what it used to be. Naturally, he doesn't have to cross the river in an ordinary way.

Even if Shen Lang's cultivation is powerful now, the breath of the Styx will still affect his body, but it is no longer a problem to fly over the Styx.

He took out two bottles of blood pendants from the storage ring, threw one of them to Liu Yunmeng, and hung the other on his neck.

By the breath of the goddess's blood, you can save the filthy air in the Styx.

The waves turned into a light, which also enveloped Liu Yunmeng. They soared into the sky and flew to the depth of the Styx river.

After flying for several hours, he was close to the center of the Styx river.

Soon, Shen Lang could see the tall "ghost mother hall" in the middle of the Styx river. It was dark, just like a stack of black gems. It was weird and gorgeous, and exuded a gloomy atmosphere.

The ghost mother hall is the place where the ghost mother of the Styx River practices. The ghost mother of the Styx river is the servant of Yun Chenzi, who guards in the Styx river all the year round.

"What's the matter?"

Shen Lang's eyes shrunk and found that there was a mess outside the ghost mother hall. The stone steps square had been destroyed and countless stone pillars collapsed.

In the Styx, the divine sense can't be released, and Shen Lang can't really see it.

"Be careful, the spiritual power here fluctuates violently. It seems that it has just experienced a big war." Liu Yunmeng is suspicious.

"Go and have a look!"

There was a bad feeling in Shen Lang's heart. He quickened his escape speed and quickly approached the ghost mother hall.

Soon, they landed in the rubble outside the square.

There are a lot of blood in the ruins. A huge black Python fell in the pool of blood, and its body was broken into several sections, which was terrible.

"It's the dark snake!"

Shen Lang was shocked. The dead Python was not the mysterious black snake of the ghost mother of the Styx river.

"No!"

Shen Lang immediately thought of something, and was shocked. He immediately scanned around, picked up a crystal stone in the ruins, and found that there was an old woman in the ruins.

The old woman was covered with blood, and a bloody hollowed out blood hole suddenly appeared in her chest. She was fatally injured and had already lost her breath.

"Ghost mother!"

Shen Lang's eyes were wide open and roared.

"The heart is destroyed, her body has collapsed Do you know Shen Lang? " Liu Yunmeng looked at the terrible old woman with a slight frown.

Shen Lang picked up the old woman's body. She was struck by lightning. Her body trembled slightly. She murmured: "she is the ghost mother of the netherworld River, the servant of my master yunchenzi. She was very kind to me, but she died here!"

"Don't be excited, Shen lang. the blood of this man is still fresh. He should have died not long ago. It shows that the murderer is nearby and hasn't gone far." Liu Yunmeng said quickly.

"Ghost mother? Who killed you

His eyes were bloodshot and his heart was filled with endless resentment.

At the beginning, the ghost mother of the Styx River treated him like her own son. Shen Lang always kept this kindness in mind. Now Shen Lang is very sad to see his ghost mother's tragic death and vows to avenge her.

At this time, a wisp of white air came out of the dead body of the ghost mother of the Styx river. The air was forced to strengthen into human form and made a voice: "little Lord? Is it you, young Lord? "

"Ghost mother! Are you still alive? "

Shen Lang widened his eyes and exclaimed.

White air current way: "young Lord, the old slave has already died, this is only the soul that the old slave has not yet dispersed.". Young master, I don't have time to explain too much. You should leave here and enter the cross-border entrance at the bottom of the Styx River to avoid the ghost world! "

"Ghost mother, tell me quickly! Who killed you? Where is the murderer now? " Shen Lang asked with gnashing teeth.

"Little Lord, you don't need to know this. Go away quickly!" The ghost mother's soul sternly advised.

"Ghost mother, if you don't tell me who killed you, I won't go!" Shen Lang said firmly.The ghost mother's soul became thinner and thinner, and her voice was erratic. She sighed: "young master, why are you suffering? The life of the old slave is not worth mentioning! The soul of the old slave can't last long. Let's make a long story short. "

"Just now, the friars of fangcunshan came and found that the old slave told his master, so they killed him. The master is attacking the Mahayana today. Those Mahayana monks in Fangcun mountain should be aiming at the master! "

"What

Shen Lang's face was startled. Unexpectedly, the friars' Association of fangcunshan came to Nanyuan at this time. He quickly asked, "how many friars have come in all? Is Zhang Daoling among them?"

"Here are five Mahayana friars, but the Taoist mausoleum didn't come. Young Lord, those friars are not ordinary mahayanas. You should not go to Nanyuan to die. Listen to the old slave, quickly... "

"Go" word has not finished, the ghost mother's soul into a white gas, dissipated in the air.

"Ghost mother..."

Shen Lang was distressed. He clenched his fist and said, "I will take revenge for you!"

"Shen Lang, what should we do now?" Liu Yunmeng can clearly feel the sadness and resentment in Shen Lang's heart and asks in a hurry.

"I'm going to Nanyuan and kill those friars of fangcunshan! Yunmeng, stay here. Don't follow me. " Shen Lang pressed Liu Yunmeng's fragrant shoulder and said in a deep voice.

Liu Yunmeng guessed that Shen Lang would say this. She gritted her teeth and said, "I know the magic power of those elders in fangcunshan. If you take me with you, maybe it will be of some use. I will not hinder you if I hide in the nine doubts cauldron

Looking at the firm look of the woman's eyes, Shen Lang nodded and said, "good."

Liu Yunmeng hastily offered sacrifices to Jiuyi Ding, opened the lid and hid in it. Nine doubt Ding into a mini size, was hidden in the arms of Shen Lang.

Shen Lang covers the ghost mother's body with silk cloth, turns the whole person into a streamer, and flies to the land of Nanyuan at the end of the river.

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