Godly Dragon Guard

Seeing Su Ruoxue's expression, Shen Lang suddenly felt distressed.

He gently held Su Ruoxue's waist and comforted her gently.

But the woman insisted on going to Soul Burial Mountain with Shen Lang. Shen Lang couldn't resist her, so he had to agree.

The stable period of Stigma Canyon can last for two months, giving the two of them plenty of time to move. After discussing for a while, Shen Lang simply rested for three days.

He also calmed down and felt that he didn't have to compete with those Nascent Soul stage old monsters from the north and south for treasures, so there was no need to rush.

What's more, now that the Thunder Beast has escaped, the previous purpose is nullified. The two of them just need to reach Soul Burial Mountain safely.

Three days.

The two have been meditating to recover.

Shen Lang's physical injuries have basically recovered. However, the consumed Yuyang Golden Thunder and Shengyang War Qi did not recover so quickly, and it would take at least a few months to fully recover.

Losing these two magical powers will indeed have a great impact on Shen Lang, but there is no way.

Su Ruoxue's injury did not recover that quickly, but she recovered to 50-60%. At least her movement was not a problem. She just wanted to avoid fighting with others.

Three days later, the two set off again and rushed to Soul Burial Mountain.

Soul Burial Mountain is located in the center of St. Mark Canyon, standing majestically, about tens of thousands of meters high.

Looking from a distance, the entire mountain is exuding billowing black air, and a huge gray light pillar penetrates the sky, giving people a chilling feeling.

The old monster in the Nascent Soul stage who entered the valley thought that there was a strange treasure appearing in the world, so he hurried on the starry night, trying to enter the valley first to snatch the treasure.

Shen Lang felt that this celestial sign was definitely not the appearance of a strange treasure, and it might be related to the two reinforced formations he had destroyed before.

According to Xiaorou, there must be a large sealing formation in the St. Mark Canyon that seals monsters and the like.

Shen Lang took away the relics and the Magic Dragon Seal, and destroyed the two formation eyes that reinforced the formation, causing a large amount of turbid air to leak out.

But in other words, just these leaked turbid air can trigger heavenly signs. I don’t know what kind of terrifying things are sealed in the Stigma Canyon.

The closer you get to the center of Stigma Canyon, the more space cracks there are, and the innate clutching and divine light threads flying in the sky are getting denser and denser.

The number of space cracks in the sky is so large that it is jaw-dropping!

There is a space crack every ten meters or so, and most of them are movable space cracks, which is shocking.

Compared with the air, the number of space cracks on the ground is much smaller. Shen Lang had no choice but to give up flying in the air, and he and Su Ruoxue switched to traveling on the ground.

As a result, the two people's traveling speed slowed down significantly, and they had to be careful at all times. The innate clutching light floating around the center of the canyon is like a hidden weapon. If you are not careful, it may kill someone.

Although the two of them took a four-day break, their progress was not slow compared to other Nascent Soul stage old monsters who entered the valley.

The route into the valley that Zhong Wuling researched is much faster than the routes into the valley from the northern and southern continents, and can save a lot of time.

Not long after, Shen Lang and Su Ruoxue had arrived at a primitive forest near the foot of Soul Burial Mountain.

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The fastest moving team has arrived not far from the foot of Soul Burial Mountain.

In the hinterland of a jungle, a broken wall suddenly stood.

The old demon Fengyue in purple robes and two Nascent Soul stage monks from the Hehuan Sect spent a lot of effort to break through the remaining ancient restrictions in the ruins of the wall and walked out.

"Damn, what a bad luck! This wretched place actually still has the ancient monk's restrictions." Feng Yue Laomo cursed, feeling very unlucky.

When the three members of the Hehuan Sect discovered the ruins in the jungle, they thought they had discovered some extraordinary relics. They were very excited, dreaming of finding the treasure left behind by the ancient monks.

In the end, Mao was not found, and the ancient restriction was triggered. They were trapped for two hours before the three of them broke through the damn restriction.

"Sect Master, follow the instructions on the route and pass through this jungle. The entrance to Soul Burial Mountain should be in front of you." An old man in green robe reminded.

Feng Yue Laomo said with a gloomy face: "Huh, there's no need to rush. Let's rest for an hour first and recover the spiritual energy consumed by breaking the formation before taking action."

"yes."

The three of them were preparing to meditate and rest.

"Whoosh whoosh!"

A group of people suddenly jumped out of the woods behind them, startling the three of them.

"Who!" Feng Yue Lao Mo shouted violently with his eyes narrowed.

The figures in the back are getting clearer and clearer. It is none other than Master Qingyang, Venerable Kuangyan and other five Nascent Soul stage monks.

The five people walked through the woods and arrived near the ruins of the wall.

"Humph, who do you think I am? It turns out to be Fellow Taoist Feng Yue. You are fine, fellow Daoist." Master Qingyang glanced at Old Demon Feng Yue and said in a neutral tone.

Feng Yue Lao Mo looked extremely gloomy, thinking that he was so unlucky that he encountered five Nascent Soul monks all at once, and the leader was Qing Yang, an old and immortal monster.

Qingyang Zhenren is one of the five major monks in Yunjian Continent. He is very powerful. His pure Yang skills can just restrain the demon skills of Old Demon Feng Yue, so Old Demon Feng Yue is a little afraid of this person.

There are five people on the other side, two more than our own. In addition to Zhenren Qingyang, a great monk in the late Yuanying stage, there is also Venerable Kuangyan, a monk in the middle stage of Yuanying.

The difference in strength was too big, and Feng Yue Lao Mo was a little frightened. They had just broken the ancient restriction, and their spiritual power was severely depleted. If there was a conflict at this time, the people of Hehuan Sect would definitely suffer!

The monks from the northern and southern continents have never dealt with each other, and encounters in the valley can easily lead to fights.

Although he was a little timid, Old Demon Fengyue still said coaxingly: "Huh, Qingyang, you guys are moving pretty quickly."

"To each other. Fellow Daoist Fengyue, how come I only see you from the Hehuan Sect, and where are the other fellow Daoists from Beilu?" Master Qingyang asked tentatively.

Venerable Kuangyan and the other four Nascent Soul Stage cultivators stared closely at Feng Yue Lao Mo and the other three, with a trace of vigilance in their eyes.

"I don't need you to worry about this." Feng Yue Lao Mo stood with his hands behind his hands and sneered: "I have other things to do, so I won't talk to you here."

After saying that, Old Demon Feng Yue took the two Supreme Elders of Hehuan Sect and prepared to leave the jungle.

"stop!"

Master Qingyang shouted coldly.

Venerable Kuangyan and other four Nascent Soul stage monks immediately understood and immediately surrounded the two Supreme Elders of Hehuan Sect, showing their malicious eyes.

"Qingyang, what do you mean?" Old Demon Feng Yue had a gloomy face.

The other two Supreme Elders of the Hehuan Sect also secretly thought something was wrong.

"Haha, fellow Taoist Fengyue, if you want to escape unscathed without paying any price, you are thinking too simply." Master Qingyang laughed ferociously.

"You dare to threaten me?" Old Demon Feng Yue's eyes were as cold as daggers.

"Are you still threatening? It's normal for monks from the north and the south to encounter each other in the valley and fight to the death. Old Demon Feng Yue, I'm in a good mood today, so I won't embarrass you. Obediently hand over the Hehuan Sect's treasure of the sect, the Tianshui Bell. Come out and I will let you go, otherwise, none of you will be able to leave!" Master Qingyang sneered.