Xiaorou's heart trembled and she couldn't bear to hit Shen Lang. In fact, she said so much before, which only means that Su Ruoxue has the possibility of healing.

The requirements of the soul-resurrecting technique are really high and require a variety of extremely precious materials as a supplement. Each one is not only extinct in the human world, but also an extremely difficult thing to find in the cultivation world.

But no matter what, there is always a glimmer of hope, which can be regarded as giving Shen Lang a glimmer of hope.

Xiaorou was a little afraid that Shen Lang would be unable to think.

Shen Lang carried Su Ruoxue's body into the coffin condensed by the sky blue divine sand, and his movements were extremely gentle and careful.

"Xue'er, have a good rest.

"Shen Lang gently stroked the woman's delicate face, then closed the cover, and the sky blue divine sand was combined together to seal Su Ruoxue's body firmly.

Su Ruoxue's body is sealed in the sky blue divine sand. It must be passed into the Holy Yang battle energy every five days to nourish the Nascent Soul, so that she can maintain her life.

The woman's body is still in a state of fake death, and only maintains the minimum sign of life.

After doing these things, Shen Lang put the coffin condensed by the sky blue divine sand into the storage ring.

Living things cannot be stored in storage rings, but Su Ruoxue is already a living dead person at this moment, so it can be stored in storage rings.

"Xue'er, you can rest for a while.

There is only one ending for the person who forced you to death... I will tear Wang Wenshan into pieces and drain the old man's Nascent Soul to refine his soul!" A strong murderous intent appeared in Shen Lang's eyes.

Shen Lang's hatred had reached its peak, his eyes were congested, and the crazy murderous intent made Xiaorou who was standing beside him feel like she fell into an ice cellar.

But Xiaorou could deeply feel Shen Lang's unforgettable feelings for Su Ruoxue, and her emotions were also infected and touched, and there was also a trace of sorrow on her pretty face.

Xiaorou understood that Shen Lang was a person who valued love and friendship. If Su Ruoxue really couldn't treat him, she would not dare to imagine how sad her master would be.

In fact, it is also a different story to whether Su Ruoxue can really save him.

Xiaorou didn't tell Shen Lang that the jade slips of the Tianhu clan's soul-resurrecting technique may not be real.

Looking at Shen Lang's crazy and sad look, Xiaorou felt a little distressed and wanted to soothe the man's heart, but Shen Lang probably couldn't tolerate anything in his heart at this moment.

Just then.

"Children Shen Lang, get out for me!" A thunderous shout came from outside the cave, and the entire desert was shocked.

"I was chased by the young master, Wang Wenshan!" Xiaorou was so beautiful that she exclaimed in surprise.

Shen Lang showed a trace of violence on his face and shouted, "Let's go!" Xiaorou nodded with a serious expression, and immediately turned into a white light and flew into the spirit beast bag around Shen Lang's waist.

In the sky outside the underground cave, Wang Wenshan was furious and a violent spiritual sense scanned the desert.

Before, Wang Wenshan was slightly injured in the blood-charming divine light that Su Ruoxue had spared his life, and his soul was slightly damaged, and he was in a splitting headache. He was unable to chase Shen Lang who had escaped.

After a while of slowing down, Wang Wenshan regained his ability to move and the pain in his brain was not so severe.

Thinking that Shen Lang killed everyone and took away Bingpo Mountain, one of the three most important treasures in Donglin, Wang Wenshan was extremely furious and wished he could peel Shen Lang's skin and drink his blood.

Wang Wenshan naturally couldn't stand this humiliation and followed Shen Lang's breath along the way.

Although Shen Lang had used the magic mud to cover up his breath before, he ran away in a hurry, and Wang Wenshan found the route to escape and chased him all the way here.

After a few breaths, Wang Wenshan's spiritual consciousness discovered clues. There were traces of ban fluctuations in the ground of a huge rock, which was a relatively poor ban.

"A trick, this kind of garbage ban for playing houses, I also want to hide it from my eyes." Wang Wenshan's eyes were inflamed, showing a strong disdain. He waved his sleeves and made a sharp magic trick.

With a loud "dong", the ban outside the cave was like paper, and was instantly pierced by Wang Wenshan's magic trick.

But the next moment.

"Boom!" A deafening thunder sounded, and a large number of golden sword lights rushed out of the underground cave palace, instantly defeating the magic tricks made by Wang Wenshan, and attacking Wang Wenshan with lightning speed.

"It's this strange sword formation again!" Wang Wenshan cursed inwardly, immediately threw out a rusty copper ring and quickly penetrated spiritual power into the copper ring.

The copper ring shone brightly in the air, and a huge green lotus rose up, blocking all eighty-one sword lights.

The full-strength attack of Shen Lang Jiuli Sword Formation is difficult for ordinary monks in the early stage of the Nascent Soul and even the mid-stage Nascent Soul stage, but this move is not so unfavorable for the great monks in the late stage of the Nascent Soul stage.

"Boom!" Amid the roar and explosion, a golden roc flew out from the ground.

Shen Lang's eyes were about to split, and his murderous intent was in his heart. He wanted to tear Wang Wenshan to pieces, but he still endured it for the time being.

He knew that he was definitely not Wang Wenshan's opponent, and now he was tantamount to fighting desperately.

Shen Lang endured the anger in his heart and quickly called back the nine thunder light swords and put them into the storage ring.

"Old Dog Wang, I will take your life one day. Wash my neck and wait!" Shen Lang cursed angrily, and his whole body exuded a murderous aura.

Then, the golden big roc slapped its wings and used the thunder escape technique to escape.

"Stop for me!" Wang Wenshan's old face was extremely ferocious and he quickly chased Shen Lang.

The thunder escape technique requires the caster to have the natal thunder and lightning to be used. The natal thunder and lightning of the golden big roll should be the legendary Kanli thunder and lightning.

Only some top-level spiritual beasts of heaven and earth have magical powers. Wang Wenshan did not believe that Shen Lang's Kanli Lei's power supply was constantly, and 80% had been consumed.

However, ideas are beautiful, reality is cruel.

Shen Lang's original thunder and lightning came from Lei Peng's bloodline in the Nine Transformations of Blood Spirit. It was very sufficient. In less than three minutes, he completely threw away Wang Wenshan.

Wang Wenshan watched the golden big roll disappear in his eyes, his old face turned purple and shouted wildly: "Shen Lang, don't be caught by me if you have any other way!" In fact, if Wang Wenshan had not healed his old injuries and was in poor condition, he would have really been ruthless and overdraw his natal essence to chase Shen Lang. Even if Shen Lang had the technique of flying thunder escape, it would be a big question whether he could escape.

The golden roc flew towards the sky like lightning and thunder.

Shen Lang consumed most of the original lightning in his body, but it was not a problem to get rid of Wang Wenshan.

"Young Master, where are we going now?" Xiaorou asked in a voice transmission.

Shen Lang thought for a moment and said in a deep voice: "Wang Wenshan is a cunning person. I guess in order to prevent me from escaping, he will set up monk defenses on the border. We should not leave the East Lin Continent for the time being, and wait until we recover after this period of time before going to the Qifeng Continent.
Chapter completed!