"Damn the human race, if you dare to take my baby, I will kill you, I will kill you!!!"

Seeing Shen Lang expelling his son's Suyun Dharma Flag, the White Elephant Demon King jumped into anger and roared like crazy.

"Old guy, if you want to kill me, you may not have that chance! Goodbye!"

Shen Lang smiled coldly, raised a middle finger at the thunderous White Elephant Demon Emperor, and then took advantage of the impact of the Tianyuan Divine Wind, resolutely jumped into the black whirlwind outside Wanshou Mountain.

"Swoosh!"

In the blink of an eye, Shen Lang was sucked in by the black whirlwind and his figure disappeared.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

The white elephant demon emperor's old face turned purple and furious. He directly turned into a six-toothed white elephant body and began to destroy the surrounding terrain. The scene was chilling.

Wanshou Mountain is a Jedi where the Daluo Golden Immortal also has no return. No matter how angry the White Elephant Demon Emperor is, he will never risk his life to break into it. He can only vent his anger outside Wanshou Mountain.

Since the human race's miscellaneous people brought the Jade Rakshasa into Wanshou Mountain, the dog man and woman must be dead. The furious White Elephant Demon Emperor could only comfort himself and eliminate two major concerns.

...

Shen Lang always believed in the saying "I will die and live." When the treasure appraisal of heaven and earth recognized him as the main one, Shen Lang had a premonition that he would one day enter Wanshou Mountain to explore, but he did not want to fulfill it by escaping his life.

Everyone calls Wanshou Mountain a Jedi, but Shen Lang feels that it may not be an opportunity.

“Hohuh!”

Shen Lang was swept up by the black wind and fell into a forest full of blood-colored branches.

This black wind can stimulate the soul, and Shen Lang only felt dizzy in his brain, as if he was traveling through time and space.

After floating on the ground, the glazed heart lights in Shen Lang's heart vein released a large amount of glazed sky light, rushing straight to his forehead, which relieved the discomfort in the brain.

After awakening, Shen Lang looked around and saw a blood-colored world full of devastated eyes.

At present, he is a blood-colored forest, surrounded by blood-colored branches. A large number of blood-colored branches emerge from the land like tentacles, growing extremely densely, and almost airtightly across the entire forest.

The surface of these blood-colored branches is filled with blood-colored barbs, exuding an indescribable thriller atmosphere, giving people an extremely dangerous feeling!

In the mountains and forests, except for the blood-colored thorny branches, there were magic weapons, broken armor, and the corpses of monks scattered on the ground.

"This is Wanshou Mountain?"

Shen Lang frowned and felt strange in his heart.

It is said that after the Battle of Destruction, a large number of monks entered Wanshou Mountain to look for treasures, but they all went away and never returned. It seems that all these monks in history died in Wanshou Mountain.

Shen Lang picked up a long halberd on the ground. The long halberd seemed extremely sharp, but the surface of the halberd completely disappeared and almost turned into a decayed thing.

In order to verify his guess, Shen Lang pulled it hard, and with a "click", the long halberd broke into two pieces.

The corpses of monks under their feet were as fragile as plaster. Once they stepped on them, the corpses turned into thick bone meal.

"Brother Shen, be careful, there seems to be some kind of decayed energy floating in the mountain, which can corrode the body of a cultivator, or even the spiritual light of magic weapons." Lan Xian'er seemed to feel something and couldn't help but remind her.

"Tsk, I also feel that it is really not suitable to stay here for a long time!"

Shen Lang's face became a little ugly. He soon discovered that a strange energy aura was surging in the space of Wanshou Mountain. This space energy would penetrate into the cultivator's body, slowly eroding the cultivator's vitality and corroding the cultivator's body, which was equivalent to a certain power of law!

The worst thing is that the space energy in Wanshou Mountain cannot be blocked with defensive magic. Shen Lang tried to make the glazed sky light swept across his body, but he still could not resist the space energy here.

These decaying energy will still flow into your body continuously.

It's okay in the short term, but as long as the time goes by, the body may age and die!

Not only the physical body, but even magic weapons can be corroded.

The skeletons of monks around the mountains and forests are probably those who are sitting here forever. The storage rings of the corpse have lost their inspiration and will turn into powder as soon as they are touched.

"Guangtian Palace, now!"

Shen Lang hurriedly sacrificed the Guangtian Palace, but was frightened to find that the fairy treasure in his body could not be summoned!

Under the influence of the unique laws of Wanshou Mountain, I was unable to sacrifice the immortal treasure!

"No, if the power of the laws in Wanshou Mountain can block psychic objects, what are the things about these magic weapons on the ground?" Shen Lang's eyes shrank.

In panic, Shen Lang tried to sacrifice some of the immortal weapons in the storage ring, but this time he successfully took out several immortal weapons.

After trying it repeatedly many times, Shen Lang discovered a rule.

As long as it is a treasure that is connected to the soul, it cannot be taken out by itself. Because the power of the law of Wanshou Mountain seems to be able to make one's own divine thoughts lose communication with the body, and even the spiritual consciousness cannot be released!

It is precisely because of this characteristic that Shen Lang was unable to take out the Guangtian Palace, which was connected with the soul.

Most of the immortal treasures held by high-level true immortals are connected with the soul, and the same is true for Shen Lang, so he cannot sacrifice the Guangtian Palace, but the objects in the storage ring can still be used.

"I underestimated the danger of Wanshou Mountain. Even Guangtian Palace could not be summoned by us when we were here. If we could not walk out of Wanshou Mountain in time, we would probably die of decay and aging like a monk who died here!"

Shen Langxin sank to the bottom of the valley. Before entering Wanshou Mountain, he had imagined the various dangers that might be encountered in this mountain, but he never expected that Wanshou Mountain would be so evil!

Just being in the mountains, the monk will die!

Shen Lang could clearly feel that the omnipresent space energy in the mountains and forests was eroding his body bit by bit. At most, his body would completely decay in a few months.

"Brother Shen, don't be discouraged. We must have a way to get out of this place." Lan Xian'er flew out of Shen Lang's body and cheered up.

Lan Xian'er, who was parasitized in Shen Lang's body, could not resist the power of the laws of Wanshou Mountain, so she simply stopped hiding and acted with Shen Lang.

Shen Lang calmed down, cheered up again, and said seriously: "Miss Xian'er, you are right, let's go quickly!"

"Brother Shen, what should I do with this demon emperor Jade Rakshasa?" Lan Xian'er pointed to the Jade Rakshasa who was lying on the ground and asked with a frown.

"Now we all cannot protect ourselves and cannot control the life and death of this woman. Let her die by herself. At least this painless way is much better than falling into the hands of the old demon of the White Elephant."

Shen Lang sighed.
Chapter completed!