Shen Lang had a headache. If he found other Pangu remains next time, he would probably not be able to put them into the first floor of the Heavenly Palace of Reincarnation.

Fortunately, this Heavenly Palace of Reincarnation is not only one level.

As early as before passing through time and space, Houyi told Shen Lang that there are nine levels of the Heavenly Palace of Reincarnation, and each layer is filled with different degrees of law power. The first layer has the weakest power and is also the initial level, which is similar to the environment in the Guangtian Palace.

If the second layer can be opened and unlocked, the third layer... should be able to solve the problem of insufficient capacity.

However, although Shen Lang has been promoted to the Hunyuan Daluo Golden Immortal, he still doesn’t know how to open the upper level of the Heavenly Palace of Reincarnation. He probably still has to ask Houyi for advice.

Shen Lang didn't do it for the time being, and he thought that he had successfully retracted Pangu's broken arm, and his purpose was achieved. It was time to leave here.

Just when Shen Lang was about to say goodbye to Xiangliu, he saw that Xiangliu's body began to become bright and dark, and his body turned into smoke, as if it was about to dissipate gradually.

Seeing Xiangliu's willpower rapidly weakened, Shen Lang couldn't help but ask in shock: "Senior Xiangliu, are you?"

"No need to make a fuss, my spiritual will was born from the desire to protect the remains of the Father God. Now that I have handed over the remains of the Father God, my will power will naturally dissipate."

Xiangliu said slowly without any haste.

"This...sorry, Senior Xiangliu."

Shen Lang looked ashamed. He unexpectedly took away Pangu's broken arm, which meant the destruction of Xiangliu's spiritual will. No wonder the other party had to insist on testing himself before.

"No, you boy don't need to apologize. I have already died, so how could I care about the birth and death of a wisp of willpower?"

Xiangliu shook her head and sighed: "I killed countless times during my lifetime. I was called the evil god Xiangliu by my clan members, and I was complacent with this name. Later, I went through the great catastrophe of the lich, and I realized it until the moment I sat in front of the transformation... Killing is just the most boring thing in the world."

"Holding to the death of life and death will only make oneself more and more painful, and lose one's eyes and mind by the power. Perhaps it is for the purpose of atonement that I want to leave this power of will, silently protecting the remains of God the Father, and not be defiled by others."

"Boy, you are the chosen one who is responsible for saving the True Immortal Realm. I hand over the remains of the Father God to you, which can be regarded as a slight effort to protect the True Immortal Realm. There is no regret anymore."

Xiang Liu's words of relaxedness and frankness made Shen Lang feel a little enlightened.

Yes, it is not a painful thing to be in charge of life and death and sink into power all day long.

The strong can be a killer or a protector. Killing and protecting are just a matter of a moment.

Thinking of this, Shen Lang suddenly became clear, his mood seemed to have improved a lot in an instant, and most of the evil thoughts in his soul body were eliminated.

"Thank you, Senior Xiangliu, for your advice." Shen Lang hugged Xiangliu's fists heavily at Xiangliu's body that was about to dissipate.

Seeing that the evil energy accumulated in Shen Lang's soul body was eliminated, Xiang Liu couldn't help but look relieved and said seriously: "I still have some remaining strength in this wisp of willpower, and maybe it can be used by you."

"For my use?" Shen Lang was stunned for a moment, not quite understanding the meaning of Xiangliu's words.

Xiang Liu said bluntly: "Since you have refined the hand bones of your deity, this power of will can be stored in the hand bones. When you encounter an irresponsible crisis in the future, you can awaken the deity at any time. I can help you with your help!"

Shen Lang's eyes lit up. Xiang Liu's move undoubtedly gave him a chance to save his life.

"This... if Senior Xiangliu doesn't feel troublesome, it's really a big help to me!" Shen Lang said excitedly, with a look of gratitude in his eyes.

Xiangliu no longer talked about it. Her huge body turned into a large piece of blood mist and rushed into Shen Lang's body.

At the same time, Shen Lang transformed into a human-shaped blood shadow, revealing the blood-colored bone claw on his right arm, which was the part of the Willow bone claw he had refined.

Xiang Liu transferred all his undissipated power of will to the blood-colored bone claws, causing the blood-colored bone claws to burst out blood light as strong as the storm of the sun.

"Boy, remember that this remaining power of will can only appear once. Once awakened, it will disappear and collapse within half a minute. Don't use this opportunity easily until the critical moment of life."

Xiang Liu's instructions came from Shen Lang's ears.

"I remember it, junior."

As soon as Shen Lang finished speaking, a large vortex rolled up at the bottom of the sea of ​​blood, and the will barrier inside Xiangliu's corpse began to collapse and collapse.

As the vortex curled bigger and bigger, the space in the blood sea was constantly squeezed and twisted, and finally turned into nothingness.

The next moment.

With a dull "boom", Shen Lang flew out of the mouth of a snake in Xiangliu's corpse and fell to the altar that was already broken walls.

"How about Fellow Daoist Shen? Have you found the wreckage of Pangu?" The immortal of the Hundred Herbs who had been guarding the altar immediately stepped forward and asked.

Shen Lang nodded: "I've obtained it."

"Just get it."

The immortals of the Hundred Herbs were relieved and were also amazed at Shen Lang's ability. Unexpectedly, Shen Lang really had the ability to take away Pangu's wreckage.

Anyway, it's all over.

Just then.

"Boom boom boom!"

The seabed made violent roars and trembling sounds, the space was disordered, the sea water rioted, and it seemed to collapse.

"Fellow Daoist Shen, this water witch tomb is about to collapse and collapse. Let's go!"

The immortal of the Hundred Herbs immediately rolled up a ray of escape light, wrapped Shen Lang in it, and flew into the air toward the sea.

The Witch Tomb of Water is just an independent space opened by the immortals of the Herbs. Due to the destruction of the seal formation, it caused serious damage to the stability of the space. After persisting for so long, it finally collapsed and collapsed.

After all, he is the builder of the witch tomb, and the Hundred Grass Immortals know where they are teleported from the witch tomb of Water.

He took Shen Lang to a place above the sea of ​​blood, bit his finger again, and quickly drew a golden magic seal. The magic seal exploded and turned into a large piece of golden light, sucking himself and Shen Lang in.

The next moment, the two were squeezed out by the crack in the Water Witch Tomb's main gate, left the Witch Tomb, and flew away from a mountain pit in the mountains of the world.

"Dong!Dong!Dong!"

Before the two of them could take a breath, they heard a deafening fighting sound from the southern part of the Jiequn Mountains. The dazzling light burst out and the earth was shaking, and the noise was extremely loud.

"Can Fellow Daoist Zhen Yuanzi still fight with the Mirage Dragon?"

Hearing the fierce fighting sound, Baicao Immortal was shocked. He thought Zhen Yuanzi had taken the opportunity to escape.

"Huh? No!"

Listening to the bursting and harsh fighting sound, Shen Lang keenly noticed a trace of abnormality.

The sound of the magical powers ramming was too messy, unlike the sound of two monks fighting each other. Things might not be that simple.

"Let's go and have a look!"
Chapter completed!