Chapter 2556

Shen Lang's expression was a little embarrassed. At last, he said, "goodbye, you two!"

As soon as the voice fell, he began to use the spatial transmission technique, and countless sword shadows poured out in front of him, breaking a space vortex.

Shen Lang and Liu Yunmeng enter the space vortex one after another, and the figure disappears.

LAN xian'er sighs as Shen Lang disappears over the temple of Tiannan city.

Xiaodie shook her head and said, "sister xian'er, why are you so stupid. Do you want to tell me if you are secretly in love with 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 do if I say it? It will only embarrass Mr. Shen. Xiaodie, my sister swore before that she would not have any other thoughts in her heart. She must practice hard and lead the people to revive the Lianhua family! "

"Sister, it's not just you, it's me." Small butterfly is biting the teeth of a shell, and her face is heavy.

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Shen Lang and Liu Yunmeng are transmitted to the edge of the fog sea. In front of them is a twisted red space, the dead mountain and blood sea.

Enter the red space, cross the corpse mountain blood sea, two people came to the Styx river.

Shen Lang's strength is not the same as before, so there is no need to cross the river in an ordinary way.

Even though Shen Lang's cultivation is now powerful, the breath of the Styx river will still affect his body, but flying over the Styx river is no longer a problem.

He took 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 blood of the goddess, you can save the filth in the river Styx.

Shen Lang turns into a light, which also covers Liu Yunmeng. They rise from the sky and fly towards the deep of the Styx river.

After flying for several hours, it is close to the center of the Styx river.

In a short time, Shen Lang could see the tall "ghost mother hall" in the middle of the Styx river. It was dark as if it were piled up with black gems. It was strange and gorgeous, and gave off a gloomy atmosphere.

The ghost mother hall is the place where the ghost mother of the Ming River practices. The ghost mother of the Ming River is the servant of yunchenzi, who has been guarding the Ming River all the year round.

"What's the matter!"

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

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

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

"Go and have a look!"

Shen Lang had a bad premonition in his heart. He speeded up his escape and quickly approached the ghost mother hall.

Soon, the two men landed in the rubble of the crystal outside the square.

There was a lot of blood in the ruins. A huge black Python fell into a pool of blood, and its body broke into several sections, which was not obvious.

"It's the black snake of xuanming!"

Shen Lang is shocked. The dead Python is not exactly the spirit beast of the ghost mother of the river Styx.

"No!"

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

The old woman's blood was all over her body, and there was a bloody hole in her chest. She was mortally injured and her breath was broken.

"Ghost mother!"

Shen Lang's eyes were wide open and roared.

"Her heart is destroyed, her body has collapsed Shen Lang, do you know this man? " Liu Yunmeng looks at the old woman with terrible appearance and frowns slightly.

Shen Lang picked up the old woman's body, and the whole person was shocked by lightning. He murmured, "she is the ghost mother of Ming River, the servant of yunchenzi, my master. She once had great kindness to me and died here!"

"Don't be excited, Shen lang. this man's blood is fresh. He should have died not long ago. It means that the murderer is nearby and hasn't gone far." Liu Yunmeng said in a hurry.

"Ghost mother? Who killed you! "

Shen Lang's eyes are bloodshot, and his heart is filled with endless resentment.

At the beginning, the ghost mother of Styx treated him like her son. Shen Lang always remembered this kindness. Now that his mother died, Shen Lang was so sad that he vowed to avenge her.

At this time, a white air flow came out of the dead body of the ghost mother of the Styx river. The air flow was barely strengthened into a human shape and made a sound: "little Lord? Is it you, young Lord? "

"Ghost mother! Are you still alive? "

Shen Lang widens his eyes and screams.

White airflow said: "little Lord, the old slave is dead. It's just the soul of the old slave that hasn't disappeared yet. Young Lord, I have no 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! Who killed you? Where is the killer now? " Asked Shen Lang, gnashing his teeth.

"Little Lord, you don't need to know that. Go!" The ghost mother's soul urged.

"Ghost mother, if you don't tell who killed you, I won't go!" Shen wave insisted.

The ghost mother's soul is becoming thinner and thinner, and her voice is drifting. She sighs: "little Lord, what are you doing? The life of the old slave is not worth mentioning! The soul of the old slave can't last long, so it's a long story. "

"Just now, when the friar of fangcunshan came and found that the old slave had reported to the master, he killed the old slave. Today, the master is attacking the Mahayana, crossing the Jiujiu double plunder. The monks in the Mahayana period of Fangcun mountain should go to the master! "

"What!"

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

"There are five Mahayana monks here. That Taoist mausoleum hasn't come. Young Lord, those friars are not ordinary chariots. Don't go to Nanyuan to die. Listen to me. Hurry up... "

Before the word "go" was finished, the soul of the ghost mother of the Styx River turned into a white Qi and dissipated in the air.

"Ghost mother..."

Shen Lang felt very sad and clenched his fists. He said one by one, "I will avenge you!"

"Shen Lang, what can I 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! Cloud dream you stay here, don't follow me. " Shen Lang holds Liu Yunmeng's fragrant shoulder and says in a deep voice.

Liu Yunmeng guessed that Shen Lang would say that. She said with clenched teeth, "I know what the powers of those Presbyterians in fangcunshan are. Maybe you can bring me with you for some use. I hide in the nine doubts cauldron and will never hinder you! "

Looking at the woman's firm look, Shen Lang nodded, "OK."

Liu Yunmeng hurriedly offered the nine doubts tripod, opened the tripod cover and hid in the tripod. Nine doubts tripod into a mini size, was hidden in Shen Lang's arms.

Shen Lang covers the ghost mother's body with silk cloth. The whole human body turns into a streamer and flies towards the South abyss at the end of the river.