Godly Dragon Guard

When he touched the light group, Shen Lang seemed to be in a cloud.

He finally successfully reached the top floor of the Nine Heavens Palace.

Entering the eye, it is a palace hall surrounded by immortal clouds, with a radiant glow and auspiciousness.

The shape of the palace is exquisite and neat, magnificent and magnificent, and it is actually carved from a complete immortal stone.

The palace is filled with a dense cloud of immortal energy, taking a deep breath, the feeling is simply intoxicating.

The magnificence of the palace in front of him is definitely not much worse than the Huangji Lingxiao Palace that Shen Lang saw at the beginning.

There was nothing in the hall, only a huge hexagram floating around.

The style of the hexagram plate is very retro, and even the hexagram position is not marked, but it exudes a gray light, giving people a sense of mystery.

A man in white clothes and a jade crown faced the hexagram plate, his fingers moved regularly, as if he was measuring something.

Shen Lang was shocked, and respectfully gave a big salute: "Junior Shen Lang, I have seen Senior Fuxi!"

This Jiuzhong Tiangong is Fuxi's retreat place, and the man in white and jade crown in front of him should be the legendary emperor Fuxi.

Completely different from what Shen Lang imagined, Emperor Fuxi was dressed in simple clothes, young and handsome, with kind eyebrows and kind eyes, giving people a feeling of ease and ease.

"Heavenly Chosen of the future generations, this emperor is very curious about your identity, so I spied on some of your privacy just now with the method of dreaming, and I hope you don't blame it."

Fuxi's eyes slowly turned to Shen Lang, clasped his fists and smiled, with a gentle tone.

Shen Lang was shocked and felt that Fuxi's eyes were extremely deep, as if all the secrets in his body had been spied on by the other party.

"How dare the younger generation?"

Shen Lang waved his hands again and again and said with emotion: "If it wasn't for Senior Fuxi's spellcasting, this junior would never have known that he had experienced such bizarre things when he was young."

Fuxi said indifferently: "Unfortunately, this emperor can't explain why he chose to be born on you. But the woman in the red dress in the picture is indeed worthy of vigilance..."

Shen Lang hurriedly asked, "Who is that woman?"

Fuxi shook his head: "It is difficult for this emperor to see through the truth of the other party. The other party should not be a cultivator in the human realm. But from the perspective of the other party's anti-sky means to turn the heavenly way into a soul, it may be a true god!"

"What? God!"

Shen Lang was shocked.

"good."

Fuxi nodded slightly and said, "If it weren't for the true god, this emperor would never have imagined that who would have such incredible magical powers. Even the four great ancestors of the Hunyuan era could not condense the power of heaven and turn them into souls. Defying things."

Shen Lang couldn't believe it, and asked, "Dare to ask Senior Fuxi, what exactly is the 'Spirit of Heaven' in your mouth?"

Fuxi explained: "The Dao of Heaven controls the rules of all things, and each realm has specific laws of the Dao of Heaven, and the deity of Dao of Heaven can be imagined as the incarnation of the soul of the realm. The so-called soul of the Dao of Heaven should be the soul of a realm master It's gone!"

"The Soul of the World Lord?"

Shen Lang was so shocked that he couldn't help but ask: "But Pangu, the world master of the human domain, has already perished, how can the soul of heaven exist?"

Fuxi pondered: "The soul of heaven that you merged with when you were young should not belong to the realm of human beings, and it may be the soul of the world master of other realms."

"Theoretically speaking, the power of the soul of the realm master should spread over the realm itself, forming the way of heaven. That mysterious woman can reshape the way of heaven into a soul, I am afraid there is only one possibility..."

Shen Lang asked, "What is the possibility?"

Fuxi continued: "I am afraid that the true **** of the soul of the Tao has perished. If not, it is unlikely to be reshaped into a soul and integrated into your body."

Shen Lang analyzed the key points and said: "That is to say, the deity of the soul of the heavenly way integrated into my body may be the power of the soul left by the dead world master?"

"If the emperor did not guess wrong, this should be the only possibility." Fuxi nodded slightly.

Shen Lang was silent for a long time, only to feel that all this was a bit of a fantasy.