Chapter 5024

"Greetings to God Zixiao!"

Seeing this sign, all the soul clan members immediately showed ecstasy, and fell to their knees one after another.

"what!"

The two leaders of the Yaozu looked at the gray vortex that suddenly appeared in the sky, showing expressions of disbelief.

I saw that the vortex was getting bigger and bigger, and finally a white light suddenly shot out from the vortex.

Whoosh!

The white light flew out of the vortex and landed in the air several thousand meters above the ground, revealing the figure of a young man.

Who is it if it is not Shen Lang?

Shen Lang looked around and murmured to himself: "This gray world has such a powerful air-restricting force, but it is somewhat similar to the virtual world."

There is a powerful air-restricting force in the gray world.

A cultivator as strong as Shen Lang, who is in the Divine Origin Realm, can only keep flying at a low altitude.

Once it exceeds a certain height, it will be suppressed abruptly by a heinously powerful force that prohibits the air.

Shen Lang had the experience of entering the other four small realms, so he was not surprised by this.

What really shocked him was that the time flow rate of this gray world was quite different from that of the real fairy world.

The moment Shen Lang entered the gray world, he felt a strange distortion in time and space.

Compared with the outside world, the time and space in the gray world seem to be accelerated, and the time flow speed should be much faster than that in the real fairy world...

As for how much faster it will be, Shen Lang has no way of estimating it.

The Samsara Heavenly Palace and Jiuchongtian Palace that he entered in the past were space magic weapons that slowed down the flow of time, but this is the first time he has come to the space where time accelerates, so he can't help but feel a little weird.

Speeding up time is not a good thing.

If you were an ordinary monk, if you were in a time-accelerated space, your own lifespan would also be consumed at an accelerated rate.

In this world, I am afraid there is no monk who can accept the shortening of his life span, right?

I don't know why Patriarch Na Hongjun built such an independent interface that would speed up the flow of time.

Fortunately, Shen Lang is already the Heavenly Venerable of the Divine Origin Realm, and has an infinitely long lifespan, so he is naturally not affected by the flow of time.

at this time.

A call from below interrupted Shen Lang's thoughts.

"God Zixiao, you have finally appeared!"

The old man of the Soul Clan looked up at Shen Lang in the sky, with almost fanatical excitement in his eyes.

"Congratulations to God Zixiao!"

The soul monks roared in unison,

"God Zixiao?"

Shen Lang frowned, his expression slightly surprised.

With his eyesight, he could see that there were two waves of forces fighting below.

One of them is the monster race, and the other is this group of strange races who call themselves the gods of Zixiao.

The reason why it is called strange is because these monks look like human beings, but they have no physical body, like ghosts.

"These monks, are they the soul race in the ancient book?"

Shen Lang suddenly thought of the records in the ancient books that there were four major races in the Hunyuan Era, each being: Wu race, Spirit race, Blood race, and Soul race.

Reminiscent of the existence of the spirit race in the astral world, these mysterious human beings without bodies in the gray world should be the soul race.

Not far away, the two monster clan leaders looked at Shen Lang who suddenly appeared in the sky, with uncertain expressions on their faces.

Obviously, they were only one step away from exterminating this group of soul clansmen, but they didn't expect such a change.

"Commander Yin, this person's identity is unknown, should we retreat and avoid the sharp edge?"

The black giant tiger asked the silver dragon beside him through sound transmission.

Yinlong glanced at Shen Lang in the sky, and said gloomyly: "I can't feel the aura of this person, it's probably created by this group of soul bastards through the secret method of illusion, and they want to scare us away."

"I have finally pushed the soul race to a dead end. How can I be willing to give up halfway at this time?"

The commander of the black tiger showed a worried look: "If this person is really the god of Zixiao Palace, I'm afraid..."

"The Zixiao Palace has been destroyed many years ago. Where did the gods come from? The Demon Emperor has been conquering the north and south for so many years, why has he never heard of the gods from the Zixiao Palace coming to the world?"

"In my opinion, this is definitely a blindfold of the soul clansmen, who just want to use this phantom to frighten us away."

"And let this commander take action to break this phantom!"

Yinlong believed that Shen Lang standing above the void was a false phantom, so he opened his mouth and spit out a beam of silver light, shooting towards Shen Lang.

At the moment when the silver beam of light was about to hit Shen Lang.