Of course, only the monks in the transformation period dare to enter the south passage.

No matter how powerful the primordial friars were, they could not survive under the bombardment of the dense congenital clutch light.

Shen Lang definitely can not choose this passage. In order to avoid encountering the old monsters in the south land, he can only choose the passage to the West.

He went to the outskirts of Shanxi and followed the route of the forest.

The towering burial Soul Mountain, straight into the sky, can not see the end at a glance. Before the omen still did not disappear, the sky in the clouds rolling, forming a huge vortex, blocking the sky.

The whole mountain exudes a thick cloudy air. The black air is rolling and creepy.

In particular, the whole mountain is shrouded in a layer of gray glow and sealed by the ancient array. From the bottom of the mountain, you can't see the scene in the mountain. It's very strange.

Shen Lang carries Su Ruoxue on his back. When he enters this area, he feels that the sky and the earth change color, and the sky is dark.

At the foot of the mountain, there are so many space cracks and congenital clutch light that the monks of Yuanying period can't walk.

From time to time, there are a few strands of silver light floating over, Shen wave left and right Dodge, to avoid the floating strands of congenital clutch light.

The silver light in the sky is amazing, like willow catkins blown by strong wind, flying in disorder. There are also a lot of filaments on the ground.

This silver silk seems harmless to human and animal, but it is extremely dangerous. Once you touch the monk's body, it's just like the sharpest Throwing Knife magic weapon. It can run through the body instantly and make the monk's body collapse!

Even if you hold up the body protection aura, you can't resist the silver light. The light of the congenital separation and separation is so sharp that it can easily cut the ancient treasure!

It can't be stained with this silver ray, so I can only dodge and avoid it.

Fortunately, the vast majority of wandering silver filament speed is not fast, shenlang can completely avoid, the heart is also a sigh of relief.

At the same time, he thought that Hunyuan pearl umbrella had the ability to absorb and repel the supernatural powers such as beam. There are so many congenital clutch lights here that they can be tested.

Shen Lang takes the Hunyuan pearl umbrella out of the storage ring, points a little and controls the colorful umbrella to fly.

He is far from being able to fully refine this treasure to fully psychic, but he can drive the small umbrella as exorcism.

Shen Lang controls the small umbrella, opens the umbrella jacket, and flies toward a wisp of congenital clutch light silk.

As soon as the umbrella jacket touched the silver silk, the silk was immediately bounced off. Shen Lang's heart is happy, Hunyuan pearl umbrella can really resist the congenital light of separation and separation.

Now he was a little more daring, holding Hunyuan pearl umbrella on his head and carrying Su Ruoxue to the West passage.

At the same time, the Western foot of the mountain was buried.

The Yuanying period of five Nanlu people, including Laozu Qingyuan, has come to the west of the passage.

Seeing the scene in front of you, everyone looks pale.

Outside the grotto with a diameter of seven or eight meters, there is a space crack about 100 meters long. This crack is shining white light and is constantly twisting and changing, just like a water snake.

In the center of the white space crack, there is a huge and shocking cyclone. It is spinning at a high speed. It is like a black hole. It has a great attraction to the five people such as Laozu Qingyuan!

"This This is different from what is described on the map. How can there be such a big space crack outside the passage? " A bald old man took a cold breath when he saw the ferocious cyclone outside the cave.

Not only he, but also other friars, including Qingyuan Laozu, also looked at this scene in horror.

The entrance of the burial Soul Mountain is in front of you, but it is covered by such a big space crack. How can TM get in?

"The entrance of the passageway marked on the map is no doubt here. The burial Soul Mountain is the center of the ancient battlefield, and the space is collapsing badly. This space crack should have been formed later. "

"This is also too coincidental, where the space crack is not good, it is blocked outside the channel opening."

"That's right. There's such a big crack that I can't even get in."

The other four yuan infantile monks complained one after another, and finally went to the foot of the burial Soul Mountain, only to find that the entrance of the passageway could not enter. It was extremely oppressive.

"Well, it's just a passage blocked. What are you panicking about?" Qingyuan Laozu snorted coldly, and then said, "according to the records in ancient books, there are four entrances to the burial Soul Mountain. As long as we circle around the foot of the mountain, we can find other entrances. Are you afraid of this trouble

"Good."

The four yuan infantile monks sighed and nodded, which was the only way to do it.

When the five people were ready to move, a blue light suddenly burst out from the mountain forest behind, flying towards this side at low altitude.

"Eh?"

The five turned their heads.

The figure in the escape light is the real man of Qingyang. He is covered with blood and looks miserable. His broken arm is clearly visible and burnt black."Teacher Younger martial brother? " Qingyuan Laozu almost thought he had a problem with his eyes.

The other four yuan infantile monks also stood on the spot. Zhenzhen Qingyang is the deputy leader of Nanlu. He is second only to the great friar of Yuanying in the later period of Yuanying. How could he fall into such a situation that even his arms were abandoned.

Qingyang real man's old face was extremely gloomy. He avoided the silver light floating in the air and came to the five people, including Qingyuan Laozu.

After repeatedly confirming that the person to come was Qingyang immortal, he was shocked and pale and said: "younger martial brother, what did you do? Did they encounter the interception of Zhang Daoling's group of people? "

The immortal Qingyang felt humiliated and gnashed his teeth and said, "it's hard to say a word!"

Laozu Qingyuan knew that the development was not simple. Seeing that the real man Qingyang had broken his arm, bleeding from the corners of his mouth and shortness of breath, he should have been seriously injured. He immediately took the top-level healing pills from the storage ring and handed it to immortal Qingyang.

After taking the pills, the immortal Qingyang took a deep breath, which explained the whole story.

Knowing that nine yuan infantile monks died in Nanlu, most of them died in the hands of Shen Lang and Su Ruoxue. It is hard to believe that the two men and women have such terrible power.

"Younger martial brother, what you said is true. The scum named Shen and the bitch Su ruoshue have killed so many colleagues?" The old ancestor of Qing Yuan asked grimly.

"Every sentence is true, hateful. That boy is really cunning! I didn't keep him again and again. On the contrary, the young monk on my side died and was shot off by the boy with the sun god bow! I can't swallow this breath. Elder martial brother, we must seize this boy, break his body into pieces, and drain his soul and soul! " The old face of Qingyang real person is twisted. Under extreme anger, his mouth is sweet and spits out a big mouthful of blood.

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