St. Mark Canyon is too weird. It used to be a spiritual tree from the ghost world like the Yinyao Ghost Tree, but now it is a blood-weeping demon butterfly from the ancient demon world. Even things beyond the scope of the human world will appear, and Shen Lang cannot predict that in the Soul Burial Mountain
What dangers would there be?
When taking back the Sky Blue Divine Sand, Shen Lang found that the blue gravel had been severely polluted, with traces of blood coming out of the surface and containing highly toxic substances.
After being contaminated by the blood energy of the Blood-weeping Demonic Butterfly, the aura of the Sky Blue Divine Sand was greatly reduced, and both its attack and defense power were weakened to less than one-third of its original value.
Shen Lang frowned. The sky-blue sacred sand was his most important life-saving tool. If he could no longer use it, his defense would be weakened by at least half, and the trip to Soul Burial Mountain would become extremely dangerous.
He tried to use his spiritual power to refine the blood energy on the surface of the gravel. It was not useless, but the refining speed was extremely slow. In less than a month, it was impossible to completely dispel the blood energy on the surface of the azure sand.
Shen Lang's face became a little ugly. He didn't have time to do this now, so he had to collect the sky blue sacred sand first, and then spend time refining the blood energy on it after leaving St. Mark Canyon.
The west passage is invalid.
Shen Lang was still unwilling to give up entering the Soul Burial Mountain, so he settled for the next best thing. He made a small circle around the foot of the Soul Burial Mountain, heading towards the entrance to the north passage.
However, he didn't know that the Qingyuan Ancestor and his group, the fastest moving people in the Southern Continent, also went to the northern entrance because the eastern entrance was blocked by a huge space crack...
With the Hunyuan Pearl Umbrella, Shen Lang can avoid the innate clutching light floating on the road to the greatest extent, and can move very quickly.
With Xiaorou always vigilant, Shen Lang can also avoid encountering ancient restrictions on the road.
In about half an hour, he arrived at his destination.
It's a coincidence.
The most embarrassing thing happened.
Shen Lang arrived at the entrance of the northern passage almost at the same time as Patriarch Qingyuan and others.
Outside the entrance, after the two sides discovered each other, they were stunned for a moment, and then the group of monks from the southern continent became furious.
Especially Master Qingyang, his old face was distorted and he yelled: "It's that little bastard Shen Lang, catch him quickly!"
"I'll wipe it." Shen Lang's face turned pale, and he thought, isn't the Nanlu monk's route into the valley leading to the passage to the east? Why did he come to the north?
Master Qingyang, who had escaped before, was actually here! Shen Lang sweated on his forehead, turned around and ran away.
Su Ruoxue was still in a coma. It was impossible for Shen Lang to break out of the siege alone. In addition, his condition was extremely poor. If he was surrounded by everyone, there was basically no hope of survival.
"You bastard named Shen, please accept your fate!"
Master Qingyang fell completely into madness, furious, his eyes bloodshot, and he was the first to chase after Shen Lang.
"Everyone, listen to the order, don't rush into the passage, catch the man and woman first!" Ancestor Qingyuan gave the order.
"yes!"
Several Nascent Soul Stage monks also swarmed up and surrounded Shen Lang from the outside, blocking Shen Lang's way.
The external route was blocked, and Shen Lang's heart sank to the bottom. He was forced to have no choice but to flee in a circular route around the foot of Soul Burial Mountain.
Fortunately, with the Hunyuan Pearl Umbrella to block the silver light thread, Shen Lang could run forward without any scruples, at such a fast speed that it was difficult for the Qingyuan Ancestor in the late Nascent Soul stage to catch up for a while.
Seeing that the colorful little umbrella in his hand could withstand the innate clutching light, the Qingyuan Ancestor was shocked and angry. He patted the spirit beast bag on his waist and summoned his own spirit beast, the ice crystal peacock.
The ice crystal peacock transformed into a beautiful woman with fair skin and wings on her back.
"Ice Crystal Peacock, stop this kid, don't let him go!" Ancestor Qingyuan shouted.
"Yes, Master."
The ice crystal peacock bowed slightly towards Ancestor Qingyuan, then turned into a ray of white light and rushed towards Shen Lang.
Birds at the peak of the eighth level are faster than ordinary monks in the late Nascent Soul stage.
"Whoosh whoosh!"
This beast moved at an almost eerie speed, dodging left and right, dodging the silver threads of light along the way. It was even faster than Shen Lang.
"Damn it." Shen Lang cursed when he saw the ice crystal peacock chasing after him.
"Your Excellency, please stay!"
The ice crystal peacock snorted coldly and flapped its wings on its back.
A cold ice sword suddenly erupted, with a layer of cold flames attached to the sword's body, splitting the sky and covering the earth towards Shen Lang.
Shen Lang, who was running in front, changed his expression. After sensing the attack, he had no choice but to turn back and spray out the contaminated sky blue sacred sand from his mouth to form a shield.
Then pinch the Chunyang Sword Technique with one finger and quickly hold up a sword and shield.
A large number of ice swords hit the shield formed by the sky blue sand, and the shield was quickly broken. The power of the contaminated sky blue sand was indeed greatly reduced, but fortunately, it also offset part of the power.
The ice sword continued to hit the sword and shield, making a crisp sound of "ding, ding, ding".
"Crack!" The sword and shield began to crack, but at least it defended against the ice crystal peacock's attack.
Shen Lang breathed a sigh of relief. Although this ice crystal peacock was extremely fast, it was still an eighth-level demon bird and was not that powerful.
Although he was in poor condition, he could still barely withstand an attack of this magnitude.
After receiving the blow from the Ice Crystal Peacock, Shen Lang had no intention of fighting and ran away.
The ice crystal peacock was also a little surprised. The human in front of him was only in the early stage of Nascent Soul, but he could block her attack without any damage. It was really strange.
Seeing Shen Lang running away, the Ice Crystal Peacock quickly chased after him.
After the wave of attacks just now, the distance between Qingyuan Patriarch, Qingyang Zhenren and other Nascent Soul stage monks and Shen Lang has become slightly closer.
Shen Lang raised the Hunyuan Pearl Umbrella and ran away with a serious look on his face.
Since there is no way to escape, there is only one possibility to survive!
Just escape into the passage to the south and enter the cave filled with innate divine light of separation and union.
Ordinary Nascent Soul stage monks would never be able to withstand the impact of the intensive innate clutching divine light, but Shen Lang had the Hunyuan Pearl Umbrella. As long as he could avoid the influence of the innate clutching divine light, he did have a glimmer of hope of survival.
Shen Lang had no choice but to flee towards the south passage.
He also imagined that he could meet Zhang Daoling and other monks from the Hokuriku on the road to save his life, but he didn't see a single hair. Except for Fengyue Laomo and three other monks from the Hehuan Sect, he didn't meet any other Hokkiku monks in the canyon.
The ice crystal peacocks at the rear harassed and attacked Shen Lang from time to time. Shen Lang tried to avoid or defend at the minimum, but his speed would still slow down a lot. But fortunately, he always kept a safe distance from the Qingyuan Patriarch and others behind him.
After running wildly for ten minutes, Shen Lang finally arrived at the entrance to the south passage of Soul Burial Mountain.
The entrance is a long and narrow cave. Shocking silver beams of light emerge from the cave, constantly flying and sputtering, like lasers.
Such a terrifying and dense beam of innate divine light is enough to instantly kill any Nascent Soul monk!
Shen Lang gritted his teeth, carried Su Ruoxue on his back, raised the Hunyuan Pearl Umbrella in his hand, and rushed into the cave passage in one breath!
The Ice Crystal Peacock, Qing Yuan Patriarch and others who were chasing after him saw Shen Lang holding up a small umbrella and plunged into the cave filled with the innate divine light of separation and union, and they couldn't help but be dumbfounded.