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Chapter 1220 Hundred Space Cracks

It is a pity that the three -year -old monk escaped the Yuanshen without any defense ability.

The dark mist that permeated around the air, like the poured concentrated sulfuric acid, instantly eroded the Yuanshen, and the three -way light group made a crying scream like a wolf.

"ah!!!"

Although these permeable dark fogs will not cause Yuan Shen to quickly fall out, the painful pain of soul -pumping and refining makes them unbearable.

Shen Lang's eyes are fast, with one hand stretched, the magic weapon swallow soul bottle appears in the palm.

Exhausting the spiritual power, the bottle mouth rises a white light.

The three light groups flew towards the soul -swallowing bottle in an instant, and almost no resistance, and was sucked away by the swallowing soul bottle.

Hua Zi Ling's face on the side is full of surprise. Shen Lang still has a magic weapon that can absorb Yuanshen, which is unheard of.

After absorbing the Yuanshen of the three monks in the later period, Shen Lang obviously felt that the soul power in the soul bottle was full, and the dead bone demon that had been sealed in the storage ring for a long time.

"Let's go, let's go and see what's the situation?" Shen Lang said.

Hua Ziling nodded.

The two walked towards the broken temple.

There is a desolate around the temple, the soil is splattered, there are pits everywhere, and a large number of fighting traces.

Just now the three Metan period monks entered, pushed the door of the entrance of the hall away. Shen Lang and Hua Ziling could just see the scene inside.

The hall is not large, there is only about 100 square meters of space, and the interior is darker.

The two performed their spiritual skills, and they could barely see the scene inside.

There is really a shrine. There is a simple tribute table in the center of the ancestral hall, which is worshiped with three black tablets. There is a incense burner and tribute fruit plate.

The most prominent is the tribute fruit plate. There are two golden fruits in the tributary plate.

The fruit of the fruit shines, it is returning to the Yang fruit.

"That golden fruit is the legendary Huiyang fruit?" Hua Zi Ling couldn't help but exclaimed.

"As you can see, it should be this thing." Shen Lang's eyes shrank.

This time Yang Guo also has two strains, and naturally he will not admit it. The furnishings in this shrine are exactly the same as the original fairy garden site.

As the only spiritual fruit that can be prolonged for a century in this world, Huiyang fruit is too famous, and a returning fruit can also be replaced by a top ancient treasure.

Hua Zi Ling's expression was extremely excited, and he couldn't help but go forward to get fruit.

"Stupid women, don't act lightly!" Shen Lang immediately grabbed Hua Ziling's arm.

Hua Ziling immediately returned to his god, took a deep breath: "I'm sorry, it's my disappointment."

Shen Lang snorted, looking around the inside of the ancestral hall, frowned.

"How is it possible?"

Three monks in the later period that were clearly entered before, even if there were prohibited system inside the temple, there should be a corpse of the three people.

In addition to the tribute table, this ancestral hall is empty and there is no shadow of the corpse.

Could it be that the three corpses disappear out of thin air, or the prohibited system in it can instantly strangle the three corpses into pink powder?

The latter said that it is unreasonable. If the prohibition inside can really be more powerful, the three veteran's Yuanshen will not be able to escape.

"Is it?" Shen Lang's eyes brightened, thinking of a possibility.

"What do you know?" Seeing Shen Langru showing this expression, Hua Ziling asked curiously.

"In this temple, most of the space cracks exist." Shen Lang quickly said.

"What, a space crack?" Hua Ziling's heart trembled. Shen Lang's imagination is too rich, right?

But think about it, it is really possible.

Space cracks exist in various ways, they may be visible to the naked eye, or they may be invisible. There are even some that can swim, float, and open and close on their own.

Basically, all space cracks are unstable. If you accidentally encounter a crack and get sucked in, it will be instantly crushed into slag by the chaotic space. Even Nascent Soul stage monks cannot resist it.

There are only a very few stable space cracks, which are equivalent to a space node. After entering that stable space crack, you may be transported to another place in this world, which is equivalent to space teleportation.

The reason why Shen Lang thought of space cracks was mainly because he also encountered space cracks in the Xianyuan ruins, but they were stable space cracks.

He judged that the three late-stage pill-forming monks entered the ancestral hall and saw the Huiyang Fruit on the tribute table. They were dazzled by joy and tried to get the fruit. Then they were strangled by the space crack, and their souls barely escaped.

That makes sense.

In short, Shen Lang was greatly disappointed that there were no corpses of the three monks in the late stage of pill formation. He originally wanted to get trophies and ancient treasures from the three of them, but his plan failed.

Shen Lang glanced at the three tablets. There was a line of golden fonts engraved on the tablets.

It says "Penglai Palace XX real person's spiritual place", such a pattern.

This should be the ancestral hall of the elders of Penglai Palace. It is simply unbelievable that there are spatial cracks.

As for the two Huiyang fruits on the tribute table, their value is extremely astonishing, far exceeding the trophies of the three pill-forming stages.

Shen Lang is still a little confused about things like the Huiyang Fruit. Although it is extremely valuable, a monk of his level dare not take it, and Shen Lang is not short of life, so the Huiyang Fruit is a bit useless to him.

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Even so, the Returning Yang Fruit is a top-notch treasure, and Shen Lang still wants to get it. If he can break through the Nascent Soul Stage in the future and drop the Returning Yang Fruit, then he will be much better off in the Nascent Soul Stage.

"Shen Lang, if we avoid the space crack inside, can we get the Yang Fruit?" Hua Ziling on the side immediately asked Shen Lang.

"Try it."

Shen Lang waved one hand, and a series of qi swords condensed in front of him.

"Swish, swish, swish!"

Under Shen Lang's control, the Qi Sword slowly flew towards the ancestral hall.

"Boohoo!"

A large number of air swords flew into the air and were sucked into a certain space.

With the naked eye, there are hundreds of small space cracks in the ancestral hall!

The two of them couldn't help but be stunned. This defense was almost airtight. No wonder the three monks in the Danjie stage died in an instant.

Moreover, these hundreds of space cracks are still moving around, but at a relatively slow speed.

Shen Lang fired thousands of air swords in succession before he figured out the specific location and movement direction of these space cracks.

This does not mean that there is no possibility of obtaining the treasure, but it means that you have to pass through many space cracks at extremely fast speeds, and you also have to resist the suction of the cracks.

Of course Shen Lang himself didn't dare to do this, but he came up with an idea.

He took out a coffin from the storage ring, unlocked the seal on it, and opened the coffin cover. Inside lay a two-meter-tall skeleton. The skeleton was like a crystal, emitting a bright stream of light. It was the Withered Bone Demon.

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Shen Lang then summoned the soul-swallowing bottle, and a large amount of soul power poured into the skull of the Withered Bone Demon. The Withered Bone Demon was immediately awakened, and two green lights glowed in its empty eye sockets.

The combat power of the awakened Withered Bone Demon is comparable to that of a monk in the late stage of pill formation, and Shen Lang can control it extremely finely, so he can use this thing to retrieve the Yang Fruit.

Under Shen Lang's control, the two-meter-tall skeleton stood up from the coffin and walked to the entrance of the ancestral hall.
Chapter completed!
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