Of course, only monks in the God Transformation Stage dare to enter the southern passage.

Even the most powerful Nascent Soul cultivator is unable to survive under the dense bombardment of the innate clutch and divine light.

Shen Lang definitely couldn't choose this passage. In order to avoid encountering old monsters in the southern continent, he could only choose to enter the passage to the west.

He followed the map route through the woods and reached the outskirts of the west side of the Burial Soul Mountain.

The towering Mount Burial Soul was thrust into the sky, and there was no end at all. The previous signs of heaven still did not disappear, and dark clouds rolled in the sky, forming a huge vortex that covered the sky and the sun.

The whole mountain exudes a strong turbid air outward, and the black air is rolling, which is creepy.

Especially the entire Burial Soul Mountain is shrouded in a layer of gray glow and sealed by ancient formations. The scene in the mountain cannot be seen from the bottom of the mountain. It is very strange.

Shen Lang carried Su Ruoxue on his back and stepped into this area, he felt that the sky and the sky turned dark.

There are so many space cracks and innate clutch divine lights at the foot of the mountain, and even the Nascent Soul cultivators cannot move forward.

From time to time, a few wisps of silver light shining over, Shen Lang dodged left and right, avoiding the floating wisps of innate separation and divine light shining.

The silver light threads in the sky are astonishing, like willow catkins blowing from the strong wind, flying in a mess. There are also many light threads on the ground.

This silver light silk seems harmless to humans and animals, but in fact it is extremely dangerous. Once it comes into contact with the cultivator's body, it will be like the sharpest flying sword weapon, which can instantly penetrate the body and cause the cultivator's body to collapse!

Even if you support the body-protecting spiritual light, you cannot resist the silver light wire. The light wire of this innate clutch divine light is so sharp that it can easily cut off the ancient treasure!

He could not be contaminated with the silver light wire at all, so he could only dodge. Fortunately, most of the wandering silver light wires were not fast, and Shen Lang could completely avoid them, so he felt relieved.

At the same time, he felt aroused in his heart and thought that the Hunyuan Pearl Umbrella had the ability to absorb and repel magical powers such as light beams. There are so many innate clutch divine lights here, which can be used for testing.

Shen Lang took out the Hunyuan Pearl Umbrella from the storage ring, pointed a little, and controlled the colorful umbrella and flew up.

He is far from fully refining this treasure to the full psychic ability, but he can drive the small umbrella like a driving force.

Shen Lang controlled the small umbrella to open the umbrella suit and flew towards a ray of floating innate clutch and divine light.

As soon as the umbrella suit touched the silver light wire, the light wire was immediately bounced away. Shen Lang was delighted that the Hunyuan Pearl Umbrella could indeed resist the innate divine light of the clutch.

Now he was a little bolder, holding the Hunyuan Pearl Umbrella above his head, carrying Su Ruoxue toward the entrance of the west.^

...

At the same time, the foot of the mountain facing the west side of the Mount Burial Soul.

The Qingyuan Ancestor and five other members of the Nanying period in the southern continent had already arrived outside the passage entrance to the west.

When everyone saw the scene in front of him, everyone looked like earth.

I saw a space crack about a hundred meters long outside the cave with a diameter of seven or eight meters. The crack was emitting white light and was constantly twisting and changing, like a water snake.

In the center of the crack in the white space, a shocking huge cyclone was condensed, rotating at high speed, like a black hole, and from a distance, it exerted great suction force on the ancestor Qingyuan and the five others!

"This... this is different from what is described on the map. How could there be such a large space crack outside the passage!" A bald old man couldn't help but breathe a chill when he saw the hideous and terrifying cyclone outside the cave.

Not only him, but other monks, including the ancestor Qingyuan, also looked at this scene in horror. The entrance to the passage of the Soul Burial Mountain was in front of him, but it was actually covered by such a large crack in the space. How could this tm be entered?

The old ancestor Qingyuan looked a little ugly and gritted his teeth and said, "The entrance to the passage indicated on the map is undoubtedly here. Burial Soul Mountain is the center of the ancient battlefield. The space is shattered so much. This space crack should have been formed later."

"This is a coincidence. It's not good to form a space crack, but it's blocked outside the passage."

"That's right, such a big crack, I can't even think about going in."

The other four Nascent Soul cultivators complained one after another. After finally going through a lot of hardships, they came to the foot of the Burial Soul Mountain, but found that the entrance to the passage could not be entered. It was so frustrating.

"Hmph, it's just a passageway blocked. Why are you panic?" The ancestor Qingyuan snorted coldly and then said: "According to the records in ancient books, Burial Soul Mountain has entrances to the east, west, south and north. As long as we go around the foot of the mountain, we can find other passageway entrances. We have already arrived here, so why are we afraid of this trouble?"

"good."

The four Nascent Soul cultivators sighed and nodded, and this was all they could do.

Just as the five people were preparing to take action, a blue light suddenly rushed out of the mountains and forests behind and flew towards this side in a low altitude.

“Huh?”

The five turned their heads and took a look.

The figure in the escape light was Qingyang Zhenren, covered in blood, looking very miserable, and his broken arms were clearly visible, and they were charred.

"Master... Junior Brother?" Old Ancestor Qingyuan almost thought there was something wrong with his eyes.

The other four Nascent Soul cultivators stood there on the spot. Qingyang Zhenren is the deputy leader of the Southern Land, second only to Qingyuan Ancestor, how could he reach this point and even his arms were destroyed.

The old face of Qingyang Zhenren was extremely sinister. He avoided the silver light rays floating in the air and came to the front of the five people including Qingyuan Ancestor and the five others.

After the ancestor Qingyuan widened his eyes and repeatedly confirmed that the person who came was Qingyang Zhenren, he said in horror: "Junior brother, what are you doing? Did you get intercepted by Zhang Daoling's group of people?"

Qingyang Zhenren felt humiliated and gritted his teeth and said, "It's hard to describe it!"

The ancestor Qingyuan knew that things were not easy to develop. Seeing that Qingyang Zhenren broke his arm, hemorrhaged the corners of his mouth, and breathed rapidly, he should have suffered extremely serious injuries. He immediately took out the top-level healing pill from the storage ring and handed it to Qingyang Zhenren.

After taking the pill, Qingyang took a deep breath, which explained the whole story.

When they learned that nine Nascent Soul cultivators in the Nanlu had died, most of them were still in the hands of Shen Lang and Su Ruoxue. Everyone was shocked and stormy in their hearts. It was hard to believe that the man and woman had such terrifying strength.

"Junior brother, what you are saying is true. Zazi, the surname Shen, and that bitch Su Ruoxue, have killed so many fellow disciples?" Old Ancestor Qingyuan asked with a ferocious expression.
Chapter completed!