Godly Dragon Guard

The abyss was dark and cold, giving people an eerie and eerie feeling. Who knew there would be something terrifying inside.

Su Ruoxue had no choice. After escaping so far, this was the only place where she could hide.

When approaching the entrance of the abyss, Su Ruoxue clearly felt a huge surge of Yin Qi coming, making her feel like she was falling into an ice cellar and her body was trembling slightly.

"Is the Yin Qi so strong?"

Su Ruoxue frowned secretly, then sacrificed the relics, and formed a Buddhist Vajra cover around her body, covering herself and Shen Lang in it.

Yin Qi appears to be just a flow of air at first glance, but in fact it causes great damage to the monk's physical body.

Just like smoking is harmful to health, this only applies to the general level of yin energy. A slightly higher concentration of yin energy is more harmful to health than taking drugs.

And that kind of place where the Yin energy is so solemn can corrode the monk's body, which is very dangerous.

With the relic protecting her body, Su Ruoxue hugged Shen Lang and slowly descended towards the depths of the abyss. She released her spiritual consciousness, mustered up her last bit of energy, and was extremely vigilant about the dangers around her.

The further you dive into the abyss, the stronger the Yin Qi becomes, so that the surrounding area slowly becomes dark and your vision is blocked. His spiritual consciousness also seemed to be stuck in a quagmire, unable to let go at all.

In addition to the spreading Yin Qi, there are also foul Qi such as demonic miasma. Even a monk at the Nascent Soul stage would cause great damage.

Su Ruoxue was surprised and happy, and secretly sighed that she was lucky to have obtained the relic before, so she could be protected from these foul smells.

This place is so filthy that even a Nascent Soul Stage monk cannot survive ten minutes. For Su Ruoxue and Shen Lang, the danger was greatly reduced.

The depth of the abyss is beyond imagination, it is estimated to be tens of thousands of meters, and it finally dives into the deepest underground.

The underground area is huge, with black air billowing all around, making it impossible to see even one's fingers. The spiritual consciousness of the Nascent Soul monks can only cover a few hundred meters at most.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

There were extremely shrill cries of ghosts coming from all directions. The most important thing was that the cries of ghosts were not just a little bit, but seemed to be thousands of them. The cries of thousands of ghosts were terrifying.

Su Ruoxue bit her teeth, feeling a little frightened in her heart. It was hard to imagine what kind of place where filthy energy condensed to give birth to so many ghosts.

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

The foul smell in the abyss was so strong that the Buddha's light shield formed by the relics shrank, and swastika characters surged on the surface of the shield. ^

Su Ruoxue had just taken two steps when a dark wind blew in front of her, condensing into dozens of humanoid ghosts with grinning teeth.

The smaller ghosts are as big as a baby, and the larger ghosts are more than five meters tall. These ghosts seemed to smell the wonderful breath of living people, swarmed in, and rushed towards Su Ruoxue.

"boom!"

The surface of the protective shield formed by the relics suddenly released a dazzling Buddhist spiritual light, which dispersed all the ghosts that tried to pounce and turned into a burst of black energy.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

Feeling the terrifying aura of the Buddha's light, all the ghosts around him shunned, howling and screaming, as if they were a little scared.

Su Ruoxue breathed a sigh of relief and was once again grateful that Shen Lang had handed the relic to her. Without this thing, it would have been impossible to save his life in an environment like the underground abyss.

Relics are one of the three most precious treasures of Buddhism. They are extremely functional and can continuously release Buddhist spiritual light without consuming much spiritual power. Su Ruoxue doesn't have to worry that the Buddha's light in the relic will be exhausted.

Without stopping, she immediately groped towards the side of the abyss near the stone wall, trying to find a place to rest.

Shen Lang was in urgent need of healing, and her own energy was a little weak. She was really stretched to her limit.

Maybe I was lucky. I didn't go far when I found a small cave in the stone wall on one side, about two meters high and dozens of meters deep.

Not bothering to care whether there was any danger in the cave, Su Ruoxue held the relic in her hand and walked into the cave with Shen Lang in her arms.

"Crack!"

It seemed that something had been stepped on under her feet, and Su Ruoxue subconsciously looked down.

There were actually two white skeletons in the cave. He was stepping on the kneecap of one skeleton, which was shocking.

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

A skeleton holds an ancient treasure flying sword in its hand. Perhaps it has been corroded by the foul smell of the underground abyss for countless years. This flying sword has no trace of aura and is like scrap metal.

A lamp-shaped ancient treasure also fell next to another skeleton, which was also corroded by the foul air and became dull.

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

Su Ruoxue didn't care so much. After entering the cave, she hurriedly put Shen Lang down. The relics were put aside, the Buddha's light shrouded within a few dozen meters, and the ghosts outside the cave did not dare to approach.

Qiang cheered up and checked Shen Lang's injuries.

The situation is very bad.

The man's injuries were too serious. Five-colored divine light penetrated his shoulders, chest and abdomen, arms, waist, and right leg. The wounds were very ferocious and were still leaking blood. Su Ruoxue was heartbroken when she saw it.

If it had been an ordinary early-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, his physical body would have been unable to recover from such a serious injury. It's a miracle that Shen Lang can survive until now. The five-color divine light was really too powerful. After Shen Lang's body was riddled with holes, the divine light was still eroding his flesh and blood. Even Shengyang's battle energy could only barely resist it.

After offsetting all the remaining five-color divine light in the body, all the Shengyang war energy in Shen Lang's body was exhausted, and the current situation was very dangerous.

Su Ruoxue's pretty face turned slightly pale, and she hurriedly took out the jade blue grass she had picked earlier from her storage ring, as well as a large number of bottles and jars of precious healing elixirs, and was about to give them to 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 drugs on the young master indiscriminately, let me do it."

"Okay." 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 do the treatment.

Seeing Shen Lang's weak breath, Xiao Rou's pretty face turned serious, and her heart stung slightly. Although the spirit beast is related to the life of its owner, Xiaorou is not distressed because of this.

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

Taking too much healing medicine or using it incorrectly will put a strain on the body and aggravate the injury.

Xiaorou selected some of the elixirs and gave them to Shen Lang to drink one by one. She also chewed the three jade blue grasses into pieces, and without hesitation, directly put the concoction into Shen Lang's mouth with mouth to mouth.

Su Ruoxue looked at this scene, her pretty face was a little dull, and she felt very comfortable in her heart. Although Xiaorou is Shen Lang's spiritual beast, making such an intimate move seems to be a step beyond her level.

And looking at Xiaorou's extremely concerned expression, it seems that she is more than just concerned about Shen Lang.

Xiaorou was extremely worried about Shen Lang's injury, and all her shyness was forgotten.

When she continued to pick up the jade blue grass and wanted to "feed" it to Shen Lang, Su Ruoxue immediately snatched the spiritual grass from her hand and said with a stiff face: "Huh, let me do it!"