The old man of Qingyang has a very gloomy face. Although he didn't catch Shen Lang himself, he chose to destroy himself and took a breath. At least one big problem has been solved.
Both the ancestor of the Qing Yuan Dynasty and a group of monks in Yuan's infancy felt that Shen Lang's action was equivalent to suicide. It is absolutely impossible for the early friars of Yuanying to survive under the attack of the dense congenital clutch light.
The next scene is unexpected.
Shen Lang carries Su Ruoxue on his back and rushes into the entrance of the passage. He raises the Hunyuan pearl umbrella in his hand, and the congenital clutch light falls down like raindrops in the cave.
Dense silver light fell on the Hunyuan pearl umbrella, but it bounced off like gum, making a sharp sound like cutting glass.
Shen Langxin mentioned his voice. Thank God, the Hunyuan pearl umbrella can barely cover himself and Su Ruoxue.
"This It's impossible
Seeing this incredible scene, the old face of real Qingyang was completely distorted, and it was hard to accept this fact.
Before, he thought that the colorful umbrella in Shen Lang's hand was just some kind of strange defense magic weapon, which could only defend the weak congenital clutch light. But I never thought that the defense of the umbrella was so strong.
Shen Lang can walk in the dense congenital clutch light with that umbrella!
The eyes of Qingyuan Laozu and others are almost falling down.
"Damn, what magic weapon is that umbrella? It's so tough!"
"Can withstand the intensity of such a high congenital clutch divine light, should not be a false Honghuang Lingbao."
"According to me, isn't the natural light in this cave a false illusion?"
There was a lot of discussion among the monks in Yuan Dynasty. An old man in red robe didn't believe it. He immediately took out a magic weapon of flying sword from the storage ring and threw it into the passage.
"Boom!"
Almost in the blink of an eye, a large number of silver filaments bombarded the sword into powder, leaving no residue!
The red robed old man's face was like earth color in an instant, and the power of such terror was really innate.
People no longer doubt, even subconsciously step back, dare not approach the hole.
Master Qingyuan's face is as black as the bottom of a pot. It looks like what his younger martial brother Qingyang said. Shen Lang is a great disaster!
"Ah
Watching the waves gradually go deep into the cave, nothing happened. The eyes of real person Qingyang were about to split, and his mood suddenly got out of control and roared like crazy.
He didn't know how many times Shen Lang had escaped.
Qingyang immortal is even afraid in his heart. He feels that no matter how hard he tries, he can't catch Shen lang. this boy is his killer! Let him have a lingering psychological shadow.
"Alliance leader, what should we do now?" An old man in Yuan's infancy asked the ancestor of Qing Yuan.
The old ancestor of the Qing Yuan Dynasty was extremely sullen and said, "hum, what else can we do? Go back the same way! From the north entrance to the tomb mountain. "
With their ability, it is impossible to enter the passageway full of congenital clutch light. We can only let Shen Lang jump for a while, and then try to kill him.
……
Unknowingly, the waves have passed through the middle of the cave, and the silver beams are more and more dense.
Shen Lang's forehead was sweating, and he was almost moving forward at the speed of ants.
Although the Hunyuan pearl umbrella can open the congenital clutch light, it is fatal if it makes a mistake when it passes through such a dense light beam and accidentally gets some silver light.
In this way, it took several hours for Shen Lang to walk out of the cave.
Outside the cave is the boundary of the real burial mountain.
After walking out of the cave, Shen Lang gasped, and his whole body was soaked with sweat. There is no way to describe the tension of walking through the dense congenital light.
Shen Lang's face changed slightly after seeing the scenery in the burial mountain, which was different from what he imagined.
It's really dark here, and it's filled with thick cloudy air. It seems that the deeper you go, the heavier the cloudy air is.
The mountain is bare, but the gray sky is full of colorful rays, like a rainbow, flying around.
"Young master, this should be an ancient battlefield. The rainbow like glow is a complex five element aura. Even the five elements aura of heaven and earth are so disordered here. It is estimated that the deep space has broken to a state. " Xiaorou was shocked.
Shen Lang's eyes shrank slightly and took a deep breath. The five elements in the mountain were very confused.
Can he even absorb the five elements aura, otherwise his own aura will be in disorder.
It's just at the foot of the buried Soul Mountain. The wandering cracks are amazing. There are more than ten cracks, most of which are still wandering.
The air of yin and turbidity around is very heavy, and it's late at night, and the sight is blocked. Shen Lang doesn't plan to move forward rashly. The spiritual power in his body is consumed too seriously.He picked up Su Ruoxue and leaned against the side of the mountain.
Women sleep quiet, the spirit of the recovery of the majority, should not be long to wake up.
"Hoo Hoo
There was a sudden wind blowing in the mountain, and there was a sound of crying and howling, which made people shudder.
Shen Lang frowned. There were ghosts in the mountain. It's normal to think about it. It's abnormal to have no ghosts because of such a heavy accumulation of cloudy Qi.
Without much thought, Shen Lang offered a magic dragon seal, and a milky glow enveloped him and Su Ruoxue.
The magic dragon seal has a very strong function of exorcising evil and avoiding filth. The white glow can completely isolate the cloudy Qi, and ordinary ghosts dare not get close to it.
Shen Lang takes out a few small spars from the storage ring and holds them in his hand to restore his spiritual power.
About an hour or two later, Shen Lang's spirit power had recovered more than half, and Su Ruoxue also woke up.
"Cher, are you awake? How do you feel? " Shen Lang squeezed the woman's little hand and asked in a hurry.
"I'm fine." Su Ruoxue shook her head. She seemed to be recovering well. After looking around, she asked curiously, "Shen Lang, is this the burial mountain? What happened when I was in a coma? "
"Don't worry, I'll tell you slowly."
Shen Lang tells Su Ruoxue everything that happened before.
Su Ruoxue frowns secretly. She doesn't know how to say it's too rough. The process is so dangerous. It's thanks to the man's persistence.
In a word, it's good to be safe. Su Ruoxue leaned against the waves and sighed.
After a while of intimacy, they began to meditate.
Shen Lang just wants to find out why Su Ruoxue lost her memory and how to recover it. He doesn't have to fight for treasures with the Yuanying old monster.
A few hours later, it was midnight.
The whole buried Soul Mountain is out of sight.
"Ouch, ouch!"
The wind blows everywhere in the mountain, and the cries of ghosts and wolves become louder and louder, like the roar of a fierce ghost.
The ghost cry from all around made Shen Lang frown slightly.
Ghosts are born from the gathering of Yin Qi, and generally come out to look for food at the time of birth. There are so many ghosts in the buried ghost mountain that it makes people feel numb. I hope it won't attract anything terrible.
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