It wasn't until the bull demon completely lost its breath that the giant ape stopped attacking, leaving the body of the flame bull demon on the side, panting heavily. Dusty ↘ √ Literature √ Network

This brute cow is so rough and thick that it almost didn't exhaust Shen Lang to death.

Finally got one to death.

Another bull is fighting with the bone puppet, the puppet is very powerful, the bull has a lot of wounds on his body, and his right eye is even blinded by the puppet's bone claws.

"Moo!" the bull went berserk and attacked the golem like crazy.

Fireballs erupted from the cow's beak and struck the golem.

"Boom, boom!"

There were explosions, and the bone puppet retreated step by step, but fortunately, the puppet's body was extremely tough, and these fireballs did not cause any damage to the puppet.

After Shen Lang eliminated a brute bull, he rushed towards the brute bull who was fighting with the puppet.

One man and one puppet worked together, and it took a lot of strength to kill the last brute bull.

In this way, the hundredth floor of the Martial God Tower has finally been cleared.

The ban on the one hundred and first floor, which leads to the last level, has also been opened.

"Huhu!" Shen Lang didn't rush to the next floor, he sat on the ground, panting heavily.

Although the true yuan in his body was still extremely full, after a long time of fighting, his body was already very tired, especially when dealing with two fifth-order demon beasts in this hundred layers.

There's still more than half an hour before the end of the level, so that long should be enough to finish the last floor.

Shen Lang felt that the last layer should be an unprecedented fierce battle. I simply spent a little time meditating and running the Divine Illumination Sutra to restore the strength of my body.

About ten minutes later, Shen Lang opened his eyes from meditation and stood up.

I didn't fully recover my strength, but my spirit was much better than before.

Shen Lang clenched his fists, and there was a gleam in his eyes.

There's only one last layer left.,You must clear the level successfully!^

Although the giant ape's body is a little scarred, its combat power has not diminished, and it should have no problem coping with the last big battle.

With the determination to win, Shen Lang and the dry bone puppet entered the one hundred and first floor.

However, things were unexpected, and Shen Lang never dreamed of it.

The caretaker in this one hundred and one layer is not a fifth-order demon beast or a Nirvana martial cultivator, but himself!

Coming to the last floor, Shen Lang saw a humanoid stone statue standing in the center of the square.

The stone statue sculpture is none other than himself.

"This" Shen Lang's face changed.

Just as Shen Lang was in his uncertain gaze, the debris on the surface of the stone statue began to peel off, and a figure walked out, it was another "Shen Lang".

This "Shen Lang" has no entity, just a phantom. Dressed in a black robe, his eyes were like electricity, and his breath was cold.

The facial features and appearance are exactly the same as Shen Lang himself, but there seems to be a little more vicissitudes on his face.

"Yes, I was able to break through the last layer of the Martial God Tower, and I deserved it. The phantom "Shen Lang" praised loudly.

Shen Lang's face turned blue and white for a while, no caretaker could speak, and the caretaker of this last layer could actually speak?

But that's not the point, the caretaker in front of him is exactly the same as himself in terms of voice and movement!

"What kind of demon are you, why are you pretending to be a ghost and pretending to be me?" asked Shen Lang with a cold face.

"I am you, I am your demons. Phantom Shen Lang replied expressionlessly.

Shen Lang frowned: "What kind of demon? Aren't you the caretaker of this level?"

Illusory Shen Lang said lightly: "I am naturally the caretaker of the last layer of the Martial God Tower, but I am also your inner demon. If you want to pass through this Martial God Tower, you must defeat me. ”

Shen Lang's eyes flashed with a hint of murderous intent, and he shouted: "Since this is the case, then let's fight!"

The giant ape raised his fists and smashed directly at the phantom in front of him.

There was a loud "boom", and the ground cracked, but the giant ape's fists pierced through the phantom and smashed directly into the air.

"How can this be?" Shen Lang's face became a little ugly.

This phantom is a real phantom, disembodied, equivalent to an illusion.

So what can I do to defeat him?

The phantom said coldly: "It's me, it's still so urgent." I am your inner demon, there is no substance, if you want to defeat me, then defeat me from your heart!"

As soon as the words fell, the phantom "Shen Lang" suddenly turned into a streamer of light and entered the body of the giant ape.

The giant ape's figure suddenly froze, and his originally murderous eyes suddenly became hollow.

Shen Lang instantly lifted the transformation state of the Qingshan Giant Ape, turned back into a human body, and sat upright on the ground, closing his eyes tightly.

The so-called demons are not only the dark side of the heart, but also a series of emotions buried in the deepest part of the heart, such as fear, hatred, delusion, and resentment.

Demons can always exist, they can spawn suddenly, they can hide, they can grow, they can devour people, and they can train people.

For cultivators, inner demons are not a good thing. The demons can become the bottleneck when breaking through, and only by completely getting rid of the demons and having no distracting thoughts can people's cultivation progress by leaps and bounds.

For those immortal cultivators who have cultivated to a high level, the inner demon is the object of their extreme jealousy.

On the final floor of the Martial God Tower, the intruder has to defeat his own demons. Shen Lang has already defeated others, and the last thing he needs to overcome is himself

The demons in his heart entered his body, causing Shen Lang to experience a lot of the most frightened and fearful things in his heart, although these were all illusions, but the feeling he gave him was extremely real.

For example, he failed to clear the customs in the Barbarian God Palace and was teleported, he and Su Ruoxue were captured by the two Nirvana martial cultivators, and were taken back to the Beast God Palace, where they were tortured and killed to death.

In the illusion, his cultivation was abolished, his legs were chopped off, and he became disabled, and Su Ruoxue became the forbidden body of others, and all kinds of illusions of fear aroused deep in his heart, directly hitting the weakness in Shen Lang's heart.

Rao is Shen Lang's heart is no matter how calm and firm he is, the illusion caused by the demon in his heart aroused the fear and powerlessness in the depths of his heart, and made him almost fall into it.

"No! it's all fake, it's all fake!!" Shen Lang roared hysterically in the dark.

In a desperate moment, Shen Lang regained a trace of clarity and dispelled the terrifying illusion in his mind.

"Whew!"

Shen Lang gasped for breath and broke out in a cold sweat, he had never felt such a frightened scene.

Without waiting for Shen Lang to calm down, the inner demon in his body began to attack again.

Unlike the illusion of fear just now, this time the illusion was so wonderful.

He returned to the world of his childhood, he was no longer the lonely orphan, no longer ragged and hungry, he had a perfect family, and his childhood life was so happy.

The illusion turned, and it returned to the present.

He got the inheritance of the barbarian gods, killed the Quartet, and joined hands with the Yiren to build a dream of double cultivation, and the cultivation became a great success, and finally won the avenue, which shocked the wilderness.

Even in the illusion, there is a scene of marrying Su Ruoxue and flowers and candles in the cave room.

The beauty is almost illusory, and Shen Lang almost sank into it.

"This is not true either!" In the dark, Shen Lang bit the tip of his tongue and roared again.

As soon as the illusion turned, he cultivated the supreme avenue, shattered the void, encountered thousands of difficulties and dangers, and finally became an immortal.

The reality of the scene is beyond doubt.

"Fake, everything is fake"

Shen Lang gritted his teeth and kept waking himself up in the dark.

Wave after wave of illusions struck, and the expression on Shen Lang's face changed ever-changing, thousands of years, thousands of years, millions of years, hundreds of millions of years. As if he had gone through countless eras, Shen Lang seemed to feel a trace of the way of heaven and earth.

Eventually, the expression on his face gradually calmed down, and the illusion of his heart could hardly shake his emotions.

"You're not me, I'm still me"

Muttering this sentence in his mouth, Shen Lang opened his eyes again, a pair of starry eyes were like stars, and he was no longer confused.

The black-robed "Shen Lang" phantom detached from his body and turned into ashes.