The abyss is dark and the cold air is solemn, giving people a gloomy and weird feeling. Who knows what terrifying things will be inside.

Su Ruoxue had no choice but to escape so far, only this place was the most hidden hiding place.

As he approached the entrance of the abyss, Su Ruoxue clearly felt a huge yin energy coming, making people feel like falling into an ice cellar and his body trembled slightly.

"So heavy yin energy?" Su Ruoxue frowned secretly, then sacrificed the relics, and a Buddhist vajra cover condensed around her, covering herself and Shen Lang.

At first glance, Yin Qi is just a flow of air, but in fact it is extremely harmful to the cultivator's physical body.

Just like smoking is harmful to health, it is only aimed at the average level of yin energy.

Yin Qi with slightly higher concentrations is more harmful to health than drug use.

And places with extremely solemn yin energy can corrode the body of a monk, which is very dangerous.

With the protection of the relics, Su Ruoxue hugged Shen Lang and slowly fell into the depths of the abyss, releasing his spiritual sense, raising the last trace of energy, and paying great attention to the dangers around him with great vigilance.

The more you sneak into the abyss, the more yin energy becomes, so that the surroundings gradually become darker and their vision is blocked.

The spiritual consciousness is like being trapped in a quagmire and cannot be released at all.

In addition to the spreading yin energy, there are also foul airs such as demonic energy and miasma.

Even the Nascent Soul cultivator will cause great damage.

Su Ruoxue was both surprised and happy, and sighed inwardly that he had obtained the relics before, so he could avoid the invasion of these foul airs.

This place is so foul-fueled that even a cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage can't last ten minutes.

For Su Ruoxue and Shen Lang, the danger was greatly reduced.

The depth of the abyss is beyond imagination, and it is estimated that it has been tens of thousands of meters, and finally sneaks into the deepest underground.

The underground area is extremely large, with black air rolling around, and the five fingers are missing. The spiritual consciousness of the Nascent Soul cultivator can only cover about hundreds of meters at most.

"Woooooooooooooo!" There were extremely shrill ghost crying from all sides. The most important thing was that the ghost crying was more than a little, as if there were thousands of ghosts crying bitterly, which was creepy.

Su Ruoxue bit her teeth and felt a little frightened. It was hard to imagine what kind of foul energy condensed, which gave birth to so many ghosts.

This is not a good place, but there is no choice.

The foul air under the abyss was extremely heavy, and the Buddha light shield formed by the relics all contracted, and the surface of the shield was filled with characters.

Su Ruoxue had just taken two steps, and a storm was rolling up in front of him, condensing into human-shaped ghosts with his teeth and grinning, with dozens of them.

Smaller ghosts are as big as babies, while larger ghosts are more than five meters high.

These ghosts seemed to smell the wonderful aura of living people, flocked to them, and pounced towards Su Ruoxue with his head and face.

"Boom!" The surface of the shield formed by the relics suddenly released a dazzling Buddhist light, shaking all the ghosts trying to pounce on them and turning them into a burst of black gas.

"Woo woo woo woo woo!" Feeling the terrifying aura of Buddha's light, the ghosts around him were avoided and screamed, as if they were a little scared.

Su Ruoxue breathed a sigh of relief, and was once again grateful that Shen Lang handed over the relics to himself. If it weren't for this thing, it would be impossible for him to save his life in an environment like the underground abyss.

The relics are one of the three greatest treasures of Buddhism. They are extremely functional and have a continuous release of Buddhist spiritual light without much spiritual power.

Su Ruoxue doesn't have to worry that the Buddha light of the relics will be consumed.

Without stopping, she immediately groped in the direction of the stone wall on the side of the abyss, hoping to find a place to rest.

Shen Lang urgently needed healing, and she herself was a little distracted, and she really reached her limit.

Maybe I was lucky. Before I walked far, I found a small cave in one stone wall, about two meters high and dozens of meters deep.

He was too lazy to care whether there was any danger in the cave. Su Ruoxue held the relics in his hand and walked into the cave with Shen Lang in his arms.

"Crack!" Su Ruoxue subconsciously looked down at him.

There were actually two white bones in the cave. I was stepping on the kneecap that broke one, which was shocking.

Su Ruoxue had visited countless ancient monk sites in the early years, and was no longer surprised by this kind of scene. She took a closer look.

A skeleton held an ancient treasure flying sword in his hand. Perhaps it was corroded by countless years of foul air from the underground abyss, the flying sword had no trace of inspiration, like scrap iron.

An ancient lamp-shaped treasure fell beside another skeleton, which was also corroded by the foul air and was dull.

The two dead should also be monks in the Nascent Soul stage, and I don’t know how many years have passed.

Su Ruoxue didn't care so much. After entering the cave, she hurriedly let Shen Lang down.

The relics were placed aside, and the Buddha's light was shrouded within a range of dozens of meters. The ghosts outside the cave did not dare to approach them.

He forced himself to get angry and checked Shen Lang's injuries.

The situation is very bad.

The man's injuries were too serious. Five-colored divine lights were penetrated through his shoulders, chest, abdomen, arms, waist, and right leg. The wound was very ferocious and blood was still overflowing. Su Ruoxue's heart was like a knife being slashed when he saw it.

If it were an ordinary early stage monk in the Nascent Soul stage, he would have been unable to recover from his body after suffering such severe injuries.

It is a miracle that Shen Lang can hold on until now.

The five-colored divine light was too powerful. After Shen Lang's body was full of holes, the divine light was still eroding his flesh and blood, and even the Holy Yang battle energy was barely resisting.

After offsetting all the five-colored divine lights remaining in the body, all the holy Yang battle energy in Shen Lang's body was consumed, and the current situation was very dangerous.

Su Ruoxue's pretty face turned slightly white. He hurriedly took out the jade blue grass he had picked before from the storage ring and a large number of precious healing pills such as bottles and jars, and was about to feed Shen Lang.

At this moment, Xiaorou flew out of the spirit beast bag on Shen Lang's waist and shouted hurriedly: "Sister Su, don't use medicine to the young master, let me do it.

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"Su Ruoxue hesitated for a moment and nodded slightly.

She knew that Xiaorou had rich theoretical knowledge, so it would be safer to let her treat her.

Looking at Shen Lang's weak breath, Xiaorou's pretty face was extremely solemn, and her heart was slightly tingling.

Although the spirit beast is related to the life of the owner, Xiaorou is not feeling distressed because of this.

Xiaorou immediately opened the bottles of the healing pills that Su Ruoxue took out one by one, smelled the fragrance of the medicine, and identified the type of pills.

Taking too much or wrongly used healing medicine will cause a burden on the body and aggravate the injury.

Xiaorou chose some elixirs and took them one by one to Shen Lang. She bit the three jade blue grass into pieces without avoiding suspicion. She directly used a mouth-to-mouth method to put the medicine into Shen Lang's mouth.

Su Ruoxue looked at this scene with a pretty face a little dull and felt very comfortable.

Although Xiaorou is Shen Lang's spirit beast, she seems to have surpassed the level of making such an intimate move.

Moreover, looking at Xiaorou's extremely concerned expression, it seems that she is not just caring about Shen Lang.

Xiaorou was extremely worried about Shen Lang's injuries, and she threw all the shyness behind her head.
Chapter completed!