Although there have been many disputes between the witch clan and the underworld in the past, it's the first time that they have killed each other directly.

Xuanye doesn't know the specific situation of Heiyu mountain, but he was a Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian after all. His eyesight is not comparable to Shen Lang, a rising star. At first glance, he can 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 by the black wind was ground into powder, and there was no residue left.

This halberd came from the age of Lich. Although it was polluted by the dead air in the abyss of hell, it has no power, but its firmness is not as good as that of the spirit level immortal treasure.

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

Although Shen Lang was shocked in his heart, he was calm on the surface.

"Let me have a try."

Shen Lang pushed out his right palm in no hurry, and a large white light surged out of his palm, sweeping the valley like a raging wave.

"Buzz, buzz!"

The holy light of no scale didn't disappoint Shen Lang.

The white light pouring into the valley suddenly dissolves the raging black storm and dispels the black storm in sight.

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

Even so, Shen Lang's magic power was enough to shock the sorcerer monks.

"I admire Shen Daoyou's amazing power."

The magic power of shenlang can almost dissolve all the energy forms in the abyss of hell. Its power is unbelievable.

Until now, it is difficult for him to judge Shen Lang's true cultivation.

Although Shen Lang was the cultivation of Luo Tianxian in the middle period, the power of the law could not be shaken by the monks in this realm.

Even Da Luo Jinxian can hardly touch the level of the power of law. Only Da Luo Jinxian of the highest level, or even the stronger Hunyuan Da Luo Jinxian, can shake the power of law!

Shen Lang is very mysterious in the eyes of Wu Zhu in the dark night. I don't know why the king of Tibet is staring at him?

After all, dark night is also a monk who has lived for countless years. The abyss of hell suddenly intrudes into a strong survivor, 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 that he wanted to make friends with Shen Lang, and he also wanted to know the news at the first time, so as not to be nervous.

"Mr. Shen is in front of us. Please keep up with us

Shen Lang explained to the three thousand witches in the rear, and then stepped into the valley, holding the sky in his hands. The white light in his hands dispelled the black storm and black light in the valley.

Xuanye led many witches to follow.

In this way, Shen Lang and many witches went 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 in front of it. The golden and dazzling Hades palace stands at the end of the cave, releasing a dazzling Golden Buddha light.

Shen Lang was quite surprised. He thought that the underworld Palace should be a more gloomy and strange place, but the palace in front of him made him feel solemn and solemn!

Shen Lang even felt that the underworld palace in front of him was not like a palace, but more like a Buddhist holy land!

For the first time, many monks of the Wu clan, including the dark night Wu Zhu, witnessed the underworld palace with their own eyes.

A few sorcerers with weak cultivation even have a little black air on their bodies. The Golden Buddha light in the caves seems to be harmful to their dead souls.

As they went to the grottoes, the light of Buddha shining on them became more and more intense, which made the witches feel strong discomfort.

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

There seems to be no way to resist the dazzling Buddha light released outside the underworld palace. The dark night had no choice but to issue an order: "all the people stop, don't go on!"

As soon as the words fell, the ranks of the witch clan suddenly stopped.

Xuanye hugged Shen Lang and said in shame: "Shen Daoyou, the underworld palace is covered by a very powerful Buddhist prohibition. The light of Buddhism emitted from this prohibition will cause great damage to our dead souls, and it is hard to resist. The witch clan can't move on any more. I hope Shen Daoyou will forgive me. "

Shen Lang had already found out 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, "you sorcerer Taoist friends, stay here. The underworld palace is near. Let Shen deal with the next thing."Xuanye nodded and said, "well, Shen Daoyou, be more careful. If you need help, just shout for help. Although I am old and dying, I can still work in the light of the Buddha for a period of time with all my strength. "

"Good!"

After nodding, Shen Lang said goodbye to the sorcerers and walked alone to the underworld Palace at the end of the cave.

If you look closely, there are countless dense Buddhist writings around the palace. These Buddhist writings seem to be full of 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's light is, it will not affect his soul.

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

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

At this time, a gentle laughter like a spring breeze suddenly came from the hall: "chosen by heaven, you are here at last. Ha ha ha, hurry in and have a talk. I've been waiting for you for a long time! "

The unspeakable kindness of the voice makes it difficult for people to have the slightest hostility.

On the contrary, Shen Lang is more and more vigilant. The colored glass lamp in the heart overflows a lot of colored glass sky light, and quickly stabilizes the mind.

"Who are you and why do you know Shen's identity?"

Shen Lang stood outside the underworld palace and asked tentatively.

"The name of my Buddha is" Bodhisattva of the king of Tibet ". As early as the war of annihilation, I knew that you would come here." The voice in the hall responded gently.

Shen Lang frowned and doubted: "as far as I know, the Bodhisattva of the king of Tibet fell in the war of extermination. You call yourself the Bodhisattva of the king of Tibet. Do you have any evidence to prove your identity?"

As soon as the voice fell, there was a sound of laughter in the hall: "ha ha ha, what's the difficulty? The chosen one, I can feel the reincarnation palace in you. If you come in quickly, I will lift the seal of this treasure for you and let the real reincarnation Temple reappear in the world! "

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