Seeing Su Ruoxue showing this expression, Shen Lang suddenly felt a little distressed.

He gently hugged Su Ruoxue's waist and comforted her gently.

But the woman insisted on going to the Soul Burial Mountain with Shen Lang, but Shen Lang couldn't persuade her, so she had to agree.

The stable period of the Holy Scar Canyon can last for two months, and the two have plenty of time to move. After a while of discussion, Shen Lang simply took a break for three days.

He also calmed down, feeling that he didn't have to compete with the old monsters in the Nascent Soul stage of the north and south, so there was no need to rush like this.

What's more, the Thunder Beast has also escaped, and the previous purpose has been invalidated. As long as the two of them arrive at the Burial Soul Mountain safely.

Three days.

The two have been meditating and recovering.

Shen Lang's physical injuries have basically healed. However, the consumed Yuyang Golden Thunder and Holy Yang War Qi have not recovered so quickly, and it will take at least a month to fully recover.

Losing these two magical powers will indeed have a great impact on Shen Lang, but there is nothing we can do.

Su Ruoxue's injuries did not recover so quickly, but he also recovered by 50% or 60%. At least he did not have a problem with his actions, just to avoid fighting with others.

Three days later, the two set off again and rushed to Burial Soul Mountain.

Burial Soul Mountain is located in the center of the Holy Scar Canyon, standing tall and about tens of thousands of meters high.

From a distance, the whole mountain was emitting a rolling black air, and a huge gray light beam ran straight through the sky, giving people a chilling feeling.

The old monster in the Nascent Soul stage who entered the valley thought that a strange treasure appeared in the world, so he rushed through the night and tried to enter the valley first to grab the treasure.

Shen Lang felt that this Tianzhao was definitely not the appearance of a strange treasure, but it might be related to the two reinforcement formations he had destroyed before.

According to Xiaorou, there must be a large sealing formation in this Holy Scar Canyon, sealing things like demons.

Shen Lang took away the relics and the fantasy dragon seal, destroying the two array eyes that reinforced the formation, causing a large amount of turbid air to leak out.

But if you say that, just these leaked yin and turbid air can trigger the sky. I don’t know what kind of terrifying things are sealed in this Holy Scar Canyon.

The closer you get to the center of the Holy Scar Canyon, the more space cracks, and the innate clutch divine light rays flying in the sky are getting denser and denser.

The number of space cracks in the air is even more eye-catching!

There is a space crack every ten meters in a few steps, and most of it is a movable space crack, which is shocking.

Compared with the air, there are much fewer space cracks on the ground. Shen Lang had to give up flying and switched to the ground to travel.

In this way, the two of them have to be cautious at all times. The innate clutch divine light floating around the center of the canyon is like a hidden weapon and magic weapon. If you are not careful, you may lose your life.

Although the two of them had four days off in the middle, compared with other old monsters in the Nascent Soul stage who entered the valley, the progress was not slow.

The route to enter the valley developed by Zhong Wuling is much faster than the route to enter the valley between the north and south, and can save a lot of time.

Soon, Shen Lang and Su Ruoxue had arrived at a primeval forest near the foot of the Burial Soul Mountain.

...

The fastest-moving team has arrived not far from the foot of the Burial Soul Mountain.

A broken wall stands suddenly in the heart of a jungle.

The old demon Fengyue in purple robe brought two Nascent Soul cultivators from the Hehuan Sect to waste a lot of effort before breaking the remaining ancient ban in the ruins of the broken walls and walked out of it.

"Damn it, it's really unlucky! There is still a ban on ancient monks in this broken place." The old demon Fengyue cursed, feeling very unlucky.

The three people from Hehuan Sect discovered the broken walls in the jungle, and thought they had discovered some amazing monument. They were very excited and fantasized about finding the treasures left by the ancient monks.

As a result, the Mao was not found, and he also touched the ancient ban. He was trapped for two hours before he broke the damn ban.

"Sect Master, follow the instructions on the route and walk through this jungle, the entrance to the Soul Burial Mountain should be in front of it." An old man in green robe reminded.

The old demon Fengyue looked gloomy and said, "Hmph, don't rush for a moment. Let's take a rest for an hour first, and restore the spiritual power that had just been exhausted from breaking the formation before taking action."

"yes."

The three of them were preparing to meditate and rest.

"Swoosh swish swish!"

A group of people suddenly rushed out of the woods behind, which scared the old demons and the other two.

"Who!" The old demon Feng Yue shrank his eyes and shouted violently.

The figure behind was becoming clearer and clearer, and there were five Nascent Soul cultivators, including Qingyang Zhenren and Mad Yan Venerable.

The five people walked through the woods and came to the vicinity of the broken walls.

"Hmph, I think who is it? It turns out that it is Fellow Daoist Fengyue. Fellow Daoist, don't be fine." Master Qingyang glanced at the Old Demon Fengyue and said without any yin and yang.

The old demon Fengyue's face was extremely gloomy, thinking that he was so fucking unlucky that he encountered five Nascent Soul cultivators all at once, and the leader was Qingyang, the old immortal monster.

The Qingyang Zhenren is one of the five great monks in Yunjian Continent. He is powerful and has a pure Yang technique that just restrains the demonic skills of the old demon Fengyue, so the old demon Fengyue is a little afraid of this person.

There are five people on the other side, and two more of them are our own side. In addition to the late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator Qingyang Zhenren, there is also the middle-stage Nascent Soul cultivator of Madness Venerable.

The difference in strength is too big, and the old demon Fengyue feels a little scared. They just broke the ancient ban and their spiritual power is seriously exhausted. When a conflict occurs at this time, it will definitely be the loss of their Hehuan Sect!

The monks from the north and south have never been able to deal with each other, and encountering them in the valley is likely to cause conflicts.

Although he was a little cowardly, the old demon Fengyue still said in a coquettish way: "Hmph, Qingyang, you are acting very quickly."

"Fellow each other. Fellow Fengyue, why do you only see the people from Hehuan Sect and other fellow Taoists from Beilu?" asked Qingyang Zhenren tentatively.

The four Nascent Soul cultivators including the Madness Venerable were staring at the Fengyue Old Demon and the other three, with a hint of vigilance in their eyes.

"You don't have to worry about this." The old demon Fengyue stood with his hands behind his back and sneered: "I have other things to do, so I won't talk to you here."

After saying that, the old demon Fengyue took two senior elders of the Hehuan Sect to leave the jungle.

"stop!"

The Qingyang Zhenren shouted coldly.

The four Nascent Soul cultivators including the Madness Venerable immediately understood and instantly surrounded the two Supreme Elders of the Hehuan Sect, showing their malicious eyes.

"Qingyang, what do you mean?" The old demon Fengyue's face was full of gloom.

The other two Supreme Elders of Hehuan Sect also thought it was not good.

"Haha, Fellow Daoist Fengyue, it's too simple to think about it without spending some money." Qingyang Zhenren smiled grimly.

"Dare you threaten me?" The old demon Feng Yue's eyes were as cold as a knife.
Chapter completed!