Godly Dragon Guard

The innate magneto-optical formation is an formation that seals a large space. If you enter the gap in the formation, you will be teleported to a location outside the Stigma Canyon at will.

The two people just passed through the gap in the formation for only a moment, but they felt a huge magnetic force, which was constantly tearing their bodies apart, and the power was extremely violent.

If you don't use spiritual power to resist, your body will be torn apart by the huge magnetic force.

It is indeed difficult for monks below the late stage of Dan formation to resist the magnetism of the formation, but there is no problem for monks at the Nascent Soul stage.

"Xue'er, are you okay?" Shen Lang asked anxiously.

Su Ruoxue shook her head, "I'm fine."

The two looked around. The scenery in St. Mark Canyon was different from what Shen Lang had imagined. He originally thought it was a deserted scene, but he didn't expect it to be no different from an ordinary canyon scenery.

But there seemed to be no living things or life around, and the sky was gray and dull, obviously a sign of being shrouded in restrictions.

It is estimated that when it flew into the sky, it would be blocked by the innate magnetic light array at least, or strangled by the ban at worst.

In short, Yuanying stage monks are not yet capable of breaking through such a powerful formation.

Shen Lang took out the compass to find the direction and said in a deep voice: "We are now on the west side of the outer edge of the canyon. If we want to follow the route into the canyon, we must first go north and reach a place called Wanzhu Forest."

The map route that Zhong Wuling studied at the beginning also marked many locations, so that he could better identify the direction. Wanzhulin is the starting point for the safe route into the St. Mark Canyon.

"Okay." Su Ruoxue nodded slightly, letting Shen Lang decide how to act.

The voice just fell.

"Boom!" Five-color thunder arcs of red, gold, blue, and purple suddenly rose in the northwest sky, like bright fireworks, making a huge roar and dazzling.

This is the Five Thunder Curse cast by Zhang Daoling, and it is also a gathering signal to the monks in Beilu.

Immediately afterwards.

"boom!"

A dazzling blue sword light also rose in the eastern sky, which was probably a gathering signal sent by the leader of the Southern Continent, Qing Yuan Ancestor.

The monks from the north and the south who saw the signal would rush to the place where the signal was sent as soon as possible.

Even if the Stigma Canyon space is in a stable period, it is still dangerous and unpredictable. Not many Nascent Soul stage monks dare to act alone, and the outside is pretty much the same.

There are not that many space cracks outside the canyon, and there are not many innate clutches and divine lights wandering around. At least now Shen Lang has not noticed any danger within a kilometer range.

Shen Lang did not join Zhang Daoling and other monks from Beilu. He had his own course of action.

Affected by the restriction, Shen Lang's mid-stage Nascent Soul consciousness can only cover a range of about a few thousand meters. He took Su Ruoxue's arm and flew forward about a hundred meters away from the lake.

Flying in the Stigma Canyon, the two of them will feel extremely heavy.

The innate magnetic light formation also has the power of forbidden air, but for Nascent Soul stage monks, the effect will be much weaker.

There is no problem for the two of them to escape, but the speed is greatly reduced, to one-fifth of normal conditions.

Even outside the canyon, dangers are unpredictable. Shen Lang did not dare to fly too fast, so he and Su Ruoxue flew north cautiously.

Not long after flying, Shen Lang saw a crescent-shaped gap in space appearing above the lake without any movement.

There are many kinds of space cracks, some actively generate suction, some generate suction after contact, there are also invisible space cracks, and there are many space cracks that fly around. Once you are sucked into the space crack, you will basically die, unless you are a monk in the transformation stage.

The kind of space crack in front of you is a more conspicuous space crack, which is easy to avoid.

Shen Lang made a secret with one finger, and a large amount of Qi swords condensed in front of him. He tried to control the air sword to fly towards the crack, but sure enough, the air sword that was close to the crack was sucked in instantly without any warning.

"Holy shit." Shen Lang's expression changed, thinking that the space cracks in the canyon were really scary! If you suck it in, you may be helpless. It's okay to encounter such a conspicuous space crack, but it will be a scam if you encounter an invisible space crack.

Shen Lang thought it was better to be careful. After all, Stigmata Canyon is a space on the verge of being broken, and there are space cracks everywhere in the canyon.

He pinched it with one finger, and a large amount of Qi swords condensed in front of him.

Shen Lang used his air sword to explore the path, holding hands with Su Ruoxue, and flew forward.

Just over the lake hundreds of miles north of the two of them.

A short, fat old man with early-stage Nascent Soul cultivation had narrowly escaped a wandering invisible space crack, which made his scalp numb with fear.

"Fuck, I was actually teleported to the crack in space. I was really scared to death!" The short, fat old man broke out in cold sweat on his forehead.

After this man entered the gap in the formation, he happened to be teleported to a wandering invisible space crack. If he hadn't reacted very quickly, his body would have been cut off by the disc-shaped invisible space crack.

Before the pudgy old man could take a few breaths, a ray of silver light suddenly floated in the sky and passed undetectably across the old man's neck.

"Pfft!"

The old man didn't even have time to scream, his head flew out, a large amount of blood spurted out from the broken neck, and the flesh and blood were blurred.

That tiny ray of silver light directly chopped his head into pieces, and his body collapsed!

"No!!!" The old man's Nascent Soul flew out of the Tianling Cap on his head, roaring with extreme grief and anger.

This person was probably the most unlucky old monster in the Nascent Soul stage. He died just after entering the canyon, which shows how terrifying the Stigma Canyon is.

…

Shen Lang and Su Ruoxue also encountered the same problem.

During the flight.

"call out!"

A ray of silver light flew over from nowhere and hit the two of them like a javelin. The hair on Shen Lang's whole body stood up. He immediately picked up Su Ruoxue and dodged quickly, avoiding the silver light ray without any risk.

I saw the silver thread of light floating around, seemingly drifting away without a trace, so fast that even Shen Lang couldn't detect it.

Su Ruoxue's pretty face turned pale, and she said in shock: "Is that the innate divine light of separation and union wandering in the canyon?"

"That's right. Be careful of this kind of silver light. Even if there is only one ray, it will be enough to destroy the physical body of the Nascent Soul Stage monk!" Shen Lang said with a solemn expression.

"Yeah!" Su Ruoxue nodded repeatedly.

Shen Lang felt that he was still too trusting. Due to the influence of the power of the forbidden air, the speed of the two of them was greatly reduced. It would not be a big deal if they encountered just one ray of innate clutching light, but it would be over if they encountered many rays.

This is not impossible to happen. The innate clutching light floats so fast that Shen Lang can't even catch up with the Hunyuan Pearl Umbrella.

The monk's speed is an important means of saving life in the Stigma Canyon. If the speed is too slow, the threat will be greatly increased.

Shen Lang did not dare to neglect, and directly used the Nine Transformations of Blood Spirit to transform into the posture of Lei Peng, and shrunk his body to about thirty meters.

He can only perform the Flying Thunder Escape Technique when in Lei Peng form, which can effectively avoid the innate clutching light.