Chapter 3756

During the long years, Shen Lang seemed to have a dream, a short dream

I don't know how long after, Shen Lang found himself standing in the tumbling clouds, with everything under his feet and the sky and stars overhead.

"You're here again."

A deep voice came into Shen Lang's ear.

In front of him, suddenly appeared a group of black gas, turned into a black haired youth with coarse linen clothes and a sheep skull mask on his head.

The young man turned his back to himself, his black hair was windless, and his body exuded a strong, extreme cold and horrible breath.

"It's you Who the hell are you? "

Shen Lang gazed at the back of the black haired youth wearing a sheep skull mask in front of him, gritted his teeth and asked.

He has seen the figure wearing a sheep skull mask more than once. In the dark, Shen Lang seems to feel that this man has countless ties with himself.

In the last battle of the ancient spirit world, it was this figure who saved himself and killed Zhang Daoling, the fragment of Tianji guapan.

"I am you, you are not me, I am dead. You coward is dead now The black haired youth's tone was cold and said a paragraph that was hard to understand.

"What! I I'm dead? "

When Shen Lang understood the last sentence, he was surprised and subconsciously stretched out his hands.

Found his hands have become unreal, the body seems to disappear at any time.

"You are dead, but you are not dead yet. The blood of Shennong wants to wash the breath of samsara from you and touch the realm, then I will appear in your soul consciousness. Lucky for you coward, you are not taken away by reincarnation again. "

The black haired youth turned his back to Shen Lang with a trace of contempt in his tone.

"I don't know what it has to do with me? Who the hell are you? " Shen Lang asked, puzzled.

"My existence means nothing to you." The black haired youth said indifferently.

This sentence seems to indicate that all explanations are meaningless to him.

Shen Langxin was unwilling to say something, and then he said, "since you don't want to say it, I'll change the question. Why am I chosen by heaven? Is this a destiny? Will I end up dying like the rest of the electors? "

"The truth in practice represents the true self in samsara. If you want to get out of reincarnation, you need to find your true self. Coward, seeing you are so helpless, I'll give you a hint, but that's all. "

As soon as the voice of the young man with black hair fell, a red fog suddenly floated from his side and turned into a woman with blood skirt.

The woman in the blood skirt was very thin and beautiful. Her facial features were exquisite. She was as white as a morbid white hand and held a red flower on the other side.

The woman with blood skirt is like a puppet facing the deep waves with a stiff and strange smile on her mouth!

"Cher?"

Shen Lang was surprised and soon calmed down: "no, this is not Xueer!"

The blood skirt woman holding the flowers on the other side and Su Ruoxue are similar in appearance, but their temperament is too weird and frightening, which is quite different from Su Ruoxue's.

When Shen Lang didn't know what the black haired youth meant, the black haired youth suddenly put out his rough right hand and twisted the bloody skirt woman's neck!

The head of the woman with blood skirt was wrung down, and a lot of blood was gushed from the broken head.

At this moment, the sky suddenly began to rain with scarlet blood.

"No

Shen Lang's eyes were wide open, and his heart suddenly felt a sharp pain, and his mouth gave out a hysterical roar.

He flew forward and caught the head of the woman with blood skirt.

Shen Lang kneels down in the cloud, holding the head of the woman with the blood skirt in both hands. The bloody face still keeps a stiff and strange smile, and the wound at the head is still pouring out blood.

The bloody skirt woman's heartbreaking smile makes Shen Lang feel inexplicably sad, which is beyond words.

Shen Lang's heart is full of boundless violence, anger, killing intention and hatred. He glares at the black haired youth in front of him and is about to ask why he did so.

The body of the young man in black suddenly turned into a black fog and gradually dissipated.

"Pathetic coward, your life is meaningless to you."

After saying this meaningful words, the black fog completely disappeared, and there was no more blood rain in the sky.

Shen Lang's blood skirt woman's head in both hands turned into a thick puppet's head!

More than that, the body of the woman with blood skirt has become a puppet. The puppet's body has been rotten and rotten, ferocious and ugly.

"This is..."

Shen Lang kneels on the ground, bewildered.

In the dark, he felt that the black robed youth was not deliberately fooling himself, but what did all this mean?

He doesn't understand!

Shen Lang only felt like a flag on a chessboard, helpless and sad.……

In the long years, Meier sat quietly in front of the spring, practicing and breathing. Every day accompanied by Shen Lang, morning dew sunset, so close to the horizon.

One hundred thousand years have passed, even if it is not the end of time, but the sea is dry and the rocks are rotten.

During this hundred thousand years, Meier watched with her own eyes the remnant body in the spring, and her soul power recovered little by little. It was not until 50000 years ago that Shen Lang's body began to be restored little by little.

With the slow repair of the remnant body, Shen Lang's body actually engulfed and absorbed the water without scale.

In the long time since then, Shen Lang's flesh body has been absorbing the non scaling holy spring, and every time it absorbs part of the spring, the remaining body of Shen Lang will recover a part.

Looking at Shen Lang's body recovering gradually, Meier was ecstatic and worked harder to cultivate herself.

Expect oneself to be able to break through the celestial realm before Shen Lang wakes up, can let the man look at with new eyes.

Meier's efforts were not in vain. Thanks to the unique cultivation conditions of dashengfeng, she successively broke through the later stage of Dixian, the peak of Dixian, and in the 50000 year, she broke through her own bottleneck and reached Tianxian cultivation!

If in the outside world, it will take at least ten times, or even tens of times, to impact the celestial realm! This is still the talent of colorful God Huang. If you change to ordinary earth immortal friars, most of them can't break through the celestial realm in their whole life.

After breaking through the immortal cultivation, Meier didn't stop, and she was still working hard. Finally, in the 90000 year, she successfully broke through the middle stage of Tianxian!

During this period, Shen Lang's flesh body is constantly absorbing and swallowing the non scaling body.

Finally, after one hundred thousand years, Shen Lang completely restored to its original appearance, and the wuscaleless spring in the Dasheng peak was completely absorbed by him, and there was no drop left.

Shen Lang's soul power has been completely restored as usual, and the vitality and vitality of the body have been restored at a slow speed, and it is still difficult to recover for a while. After 100000 years, Meier Huarong looks like yesterday and is thin. In her eyes, there is a kind of morbid persistence. She is looking forward to Shen Lang's recovery almost every moment.

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