Shen Lang followed the coffin palace lantern and entered the golden space revealed by the ancient Buddha stone slab.

"Swoosh!"

Shen Lang felt a flash of white light flashing in front of his eyes.

The next moment, he actually came to a snowy ice field, surrounded by snow, heavy snow fell from the sky, cold wind roared, and the wind and snow were mixed with indescribable extreme cold power.

A blizzard blew, and Shen Lang's vision was seriously blocked. A violent cold air invaded his whole body. His body seemed to be about to be frozen. His body was extremely stiff and he was extremely uncomfortable.

"This is...the Mengjie?"

While Shen Lang rolled up the Jiuming True Fire to protect the cold, he looked around the snow-capped mountains, and his face could not hide his surprise.

The scene in Mengjie is completely different from what Shen Lang imagined. I didn’t expect it to be an frozen world!

The sky was gray and heavy snow continued to fall. Snowflakes were flying like floating catkins. Rather than snowflakes, it was not the cold marrow crystal that compressed the energy to the extreme, which was extremely cold.

The body is as strong as Shen Lang, and he can't resist the extreme cold breath in the space. The Jiuming True Fire has almost no ability to drive away the cold.

Shen Lang burst out with dazzling golden light and faint light from his body, quickly condensed the Immortal Saint Armor. With the defense of the Immortal Saint Armor, he could barely resist the extremely cold breath that was raging in the space.

That's this moment.

"Ho huh huh!!!"

The roars of countless fierce spirits came from the sky, and the extremely fierce roar made people feel terrified!

Shen Lang suddenly felt that there seemed to be thousands of qi machines locking himself in the sky, and his scalp felt numb.

The next moment, a jaw-dropping scene soon appeared.

Thousands of fierce demon souls and demon spirits flew out from the snowy sky, including the bull-headed demon soul with two horns, the yaksha with two wings on the back, the six-winged dragon, and the demon spirit with a fierce face...

These demon souls and demons were resentful and roared violently. After feeling the breath of the stranger below, they opened their bloody mouths and rushed towards Shen Lang on the snow.

"Tsk!"

Seeing these huge demon souls and demon spirits suddenly attacked, Shen Lang smacked his lips and his face became a little ugly. He could feel the powerful aura emitted by these fierce spirits, and he was probably only strong but not weak!

How could there be so many evil spirits appearing in this Meng Realm?

"The Moon Burning Demon Light!"

Without too long to think about it, Shen Lang had to grit his teeth, support the sky with his palms, and do his best to strike out the Moon Burning Light.

Suddenly, a dark purple magic flame that was as bright as the sun was shot out from Shen Lang's palm. The purple light burst out like a burst of stars and moons, illuminating the entire sky in an instant!

Wherever the magic light passed, all the scenery was rendered dark purple. The terrifying and terrifying energy fluctuations seemed to contain the power of the destruction of heaven and earth, and rushed towards the evil spirits falling from the sky.

"Boom boom boom!"

The Demon Light of the Burning Moon hit these evil spirits and burst into a roar that shook the sky and the earth.

"Ho huh!"

Countless evil spirits made tragic screams, obviously suffering heavy damage. Shen Lang's Moon Burning Demon Light seemed amazing, but there were only dozens of evil spirits defeated by the demon light.

The damaged spirits became more and more violent and rushed towards Shen Lang.

Shen Lang's attack attracted more demon souls and demons above the snow mountain, and more and more evil spirits rushed to the area where Shen Lang was. In just a few breaths, the evil spirits above the snow mountain were four or five times more!

The overwhelming demon soul and demon spirit surrounded Shen Lang like locusts.

"Damn it!"

Shen Lang's face was as dark as earth, greatly igniting the power of the demon seeds in his body. Behind him, the figure of the Shura Demon God with three heads and eight arms appeared. The eight giant palms worked together to shoot out the moon-burning light like a river and sea to resist the evil spirits flying from all directions.

These evil spirits were not to be outdone. Seeing that it was difficult to get close to them, they opened their mouths and spit out various magical powers such as thunder storm flame beams, and attacked Shen Lang frantically.

There were too many evil spirits, and Shen Lang couldn't resist it for a while. He tried to sacrifice the Immortal Killing Sword, but was shocked to find that the fairy treasure in his body could not be summoned freely!

The Mongolian world seemed to be shrouded in the power of laws, and Shen Lang was unable to sacrifice the immortal treasure!

In desperation, Shen Lang had to transform into the form of Shura Demon God, as if he was hitting out the Moon Demon Light and slamming towards the surrounding evil spirits.

"Boom boom boom!"

A loud roar erupted on the snow-capped mountains, and the huge movement attracted more evil spirits and attacked Shen Lang.

The combat power of these evil spirits is extremely exaggerated, and the combined attack power of several evil spirits is comparable to that of the Daluo Golden Immortal!

Faced with countless sieges of evil spirits, Shen Lang fought for a while and showed signs of being unable to hold on.

He tried to retreat, but he couldn't get rid of these fierce spirits, and he had a headache for a moment.

The power of the law of the world has huge restrictions on the monks. When he is here, Shen Lang cannot fly at all, so he has to bite the bullet and resist stubbornly.

"Damn it, is this Meng world a raging interface with fierce spirits?"

Shen Lang cursed in his heart, really not understanding why Mengjie is like this.

Just when he was about to bear it, a glazed light flashed in the gray sky, flying towards Shen Lang on the snow.

"It's the coffin palace lantern!"

The Shura Holy Pupil between Shen Lang's eyebrows locked on the glaze ball of light, and his eyes suddenly lit up, as if he had seen a glimmer of hope.

In a blink of an eye, the glazed light ball falling from the sky fell to Shen Lang, and the coffin palace lantern burning with glazed flames.

“Buzz!”

The coffin palace lantern released a dazzling glaze holy light. The evil spirits disappeared after being illuminated by the holy light. The emotions suddenly calmed down and stopped attacking Shen Lang.

Within a few breaths, all the evil spirits who besieged Shen Lang gave up their attacks and retreated and scattered.

Seeing the fierce spirits on all sides retreating, Shen Lang breathed a sigh of relief and immediately bowed to the coffin palace lantern with the holy light shining in front of him: "I was finally saved, thanks to the Buddha Lanting for help!"

If it weren't for the lantern in the coffin and palace, I would have died in this snow-capped mountain sooner or later.

"No need to thank you. I am the envoy of the Mongolian Realm and I will protect you from being fully integrated. The space in the Mongolian Realm is not stable, and I have spent some time looking for you. Fortunately, you are safe and sound."

The coffin palace lantern floating in the air made a kind sound, which was the sound of the ancient Buddha of Lanting.

Shen Lang couldn't help asking, "Dare you ask the ancient Buddha of Randeng, why are there so many evil spirits in the Meng world?"

The ancient Buddha of Lan Deng said frankly: "Although I am an envoy of the Meng Realm, the memory left by this residual soul is not complete, and I don't know what happened in the Meng Realm, but I can only guess it."

"In the Hunyuan era, the purpose of the True Ancestor Wushi created the Meng Realm should not be to build a 'sanctuary', but to destroy the enemy troops invading the outer regions of the Immortal World."
Chapter completed!