Chapter 4115

Although there have been many disputes between the sorcerers and Heiyu in the past, the scene of killing each other's nest directly like this is the first time.

Xuanye didn't know the specific situation of Heiyu mountain, but he was Hunyuan daluojinxian after all. His eyesight was not comparable to that of Shen Lang, a rising star. At first glance, he could judge the severity of the ban.

After that, Xuanye threw a long halberd of a witch warrior into the valley.

"Boom, boom!"

As soon as the halberd came into contact with the black wind in the valley, the black silk wrapped in the black wind was crushed into powder, and there was no residue left.

This long halberd comes from the age of Lich. Although it was polluted by the dead gas in the abyss of hell, it has no power, but its firmness is not much better than that of the spirit level immortal treasure.

Such a solid thing can't stand for a moment. We can see how strong the prohibition in the valley is!

Although Shen Lang was shocked in his heart, he didn't seem to be surprised.

"Let me have a try."

Shen Lang pushed out his right palm in no hurry. The white light surged out of his palm, just like a storm wave, and the white light swept towards the valley.

"Buzz!"

Shen Lang was not disappointed by the holy light.

The white light pouring into the valley suddenly resolved the raging black storm and scattered the black storm in the sight.

Although the light can disperse the black storm, it lasts for a short time. After a few minutes, the white light gradually dissipates and disappears, and the violent black wind blows again in the valley.

Even so, the magic power of Shen Lang Zhan was enough to shock the sorcerer.

"Shen Daoyou's magic power is amazing. I admire him!"

The mysterious night witch wish can't help but exclaim. Shen Lang's magic power can dissolve almost all energy forms in the abyss of hell. Its power is unbelievable.

Until now, it's hard to judge.

Although Shen Lang appears to be the middle cultivation of Luo Tianxian, the magic power exerted by a monk of this realm can never shake the power of the law here.

Even Dara Jinxian is very difficult to touch the level of the power of the law. Only the top level Dara Jinxian and even the stronger Hunyuan Dara Jinxian can shake the power of the law!

Shen Lang is very mysterious in the eyes of Xuanye wuzhu. I don't know why the Tibetan king of this place is staring at him?

After all, Xuanye is a monk who has lived for countless years. The abyss of hell suddenly breaks into a strong living man, which means that the situation in the abyss of hell will change greatly in the future.

The reason why he offered to help Shen Lang before was not only to make friends with Shen Lang, but also to grasp the news at the first time, so as not to be nervous.

"Shen is on the way ahead. All of you of the sorcerer clan, please keep up with us as soon as possible!"

Shen Lang explained to the three thousand witches in the rear. Then he stepped into the valley and held up the sky with his palms. The white light in the palms broke away the black storm and black light in the valley.

Xuanye led many sorcerers to follow.

In this way, Shen Lang and many witches passed through the valley of Heiyu mountain and came to the cave at the end of the valley.

Through the valley ravaged by the black wind, there is a huge and narrow closed cave ahead. The golden palace of Hades stands at the end of the cave, releasing the dazzling Golden Buddha light.

Shen Lang was quite surprised. He thought the palace of the nether should be a more gloomy and strange place, but the palace in front of him actually let him feel a solemn and solemn atmosphere!

Shen Lang even felt that the netherworld palace in front of him was not a palace, but a holy land of Buddhism!

It was the first time that many sorcerers, including wuzhu in Xuanye, had witnessed the palace of the nether for the first time. They were so surprised that they couldn't open their eyes under the light of the Buddha.

A few sorcerers with weak cultivation even have a trace of black air on their body surface. The Golden Buddha light surging in the caves seems to be harmful to their dead souls.

As they marched toward the grottoes, the light of Buddha shining on them became more and more intense, which made the witches feel strong discomfort one after another.

Xuanye held up the staff in his hand, and the light of the blood colored jewels on the staff soared, and a bloody light mask poured out, which covered all the three thousand witches in the rear, which only slightly relieved the pressure brought by the Buddha light.

It seems that there is no way to resist the dazzling Buddha light released outside the palace of the Hades. The dark night has no choice but to issue an order: "all the people, stop moving forward!"

As soon as the voice fell, the ranks of the sorcerers suddenly stopped. Xuanye clasped his fist at Shen Lang and said with shame: "Shen Daoyou, the netherworld palace is shrouded by a very powerful Buddhist prohibition. The Buddhist light emitted by the Buddhist prohibition will cause irreversible and huge damage to our dead souls, and it is hard to resist it. The witch clan can no longer move forward. I hope Shen Daoyou will forgive me. " Shen Lang had discovered that the sorcerer seemed to be very afraid of the Buddha light in the cave. He probably guessed that it would be like this. He simply said, "all the wizard Taoist friends, stay here, and the netherworld palace is close at hand, and Shen can deal with the next thing."Xuanye nodded his head and said, "OK, Shen Daoyou, be more careful. If you need help, just shout for help. Although I am a dying old and weak body, I will still be able to move for a period of time under the light of the Buddha

"Good!"

Shen Lang nodded his head and said goodbye to the witch clan. He walked alone to the netherworld Palace at the end of the cave.

Under a closer look, the palace of Hades is surrounded by countless dense Buddhist texts, which seem to be filled with infinite energy and constantly release strong Buddhist light.

Different from the dead soul, Shen Lang is a living one. No matter how strong the Buddha light is, he will not have any influence on his own soul.

After a while, Shen Lang came to the palace of the underworld.

Looking at the magnificent golden palace in front of him, Shen Lang always felt uneasy.

At this time, the hall suddenly came a gentle laugh like a spring breeze: "Tianxuan, you are finally here. Ha ha ha, come in quickly. I have been waiting for you for a long time

The unspeakable kindness of the voice makes it hard for people to have any hostility.

On the contrary, Shen Lang became more and more alert. The glass lamp at the heart vein overflowed a lot of glass sky light, and quickly stabilized his mind.

"Who are you and why do you know the identity of Shen?"

Shen Lang stood outside the palace of the Hades and asked tentatively.

"As early as the war of extermination, I knew you would come here." The voice inside the hall responded gently.

Shen Lang frowned and doubted: "as far as I know, the Bodhisattva of dizang King fell in the war of extermination in the past. You claim to be the Bodhisattva of dizang king. Do you have any evidence to prove your identity?" As soon as the voice fell, the sound of laughter came from the hall: "ha ha ha, what's the difficulty? God chooses, I can feel the reincarnation heaven palace in you. If you come in quickly, I will remove the seal of this treasure for you, and let the real reincarnation heavenly palace reappear in the world