Xia Shan'er was worried about Shen Lang's safety and hurriedly followed him.
Bai Weiwei also followed closely behind.
As for the ten Drought Demon Celestial Corpses, their bodies still hadn't recovered from the ice paralysis. As soon as Uzang left, they were like wild horses running loose, roaring violently.
Wu Zang held a handful of low-grade immortal spirit stones in his hand to replenish his chaotic spiritual power. His whole body turned into a ball of black energy and flew towards the center of the Holy Spirit Mountain Mountain at an extremely fast speed.
The spatial oppression at the top of the Holy Spirit Mountain Range was extremely strong, and Wu Zang could not really escape, he could only fly at a low altitude.
Even so, his speed is much faster than Shen Lang.
"Oh shit."
Seeing Wu Zang running faster than a dog, Shen Lang's face turned as black as the bottom of a pot, and he felt extremely anxious.
Although his combat power far exceeds that of monks at the same level, his speed is still lacking. In addition, the space gravity at the top of the mountain is too great, and there are a large number of space cracks in the air, making Shen Lang unable to release Ziyun Escape.
"Chaos Suanni, catch up with me!"
Seeing that the distance between Wu Zang and himself was growing, in desperation, Shen Lang patted the spirit beast bag on his waist and released the Chaos Suanni that he had conquered before.
"Roar!"
The giant golden lion with its first antlers looked up to the sky and roared, carrying Shen Lang and chasing Uzang at full speed.
The Chaos Suan Ni that Shen Lang had subdued had already adapted to the environment of the Holy Spirit Mountains. It traveled much faster than Shen Lang and gradually caught up with Uzang, but it could only keep up with the opponent without being thrown away.
"Chaos Suanni?"
Seeing that Shen Lang was able to keep up with him while riding the Chaos Suanni, Wu Zang's old face twitched slightly, wishing he could jump to his feet and scold his mother.
In the entire Qipanfeng area, only a very small number of the top ancient beast species survive in the Holy Spirit Mountain Range, and the number may be less than five or six. These top-level chaotic ancient beast species are rarely seen, and unless you are extremely lucky, you will never encounter them.
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Even if they can bump into each other, it is almost impossible for the arrogant and arrogant ancient beast species of chaos to recognize him as their master.
The first time Shen Lang came to the Holy Spirit Mountains, he was able to meet the Chaos Suani and have him recognize his master. The experience was incredible.
"No! This kid is too evil. If he stays in the Holy Spirit Mountains any longer, I'm afraid he will ruin something big. I can only go back to Salmonella to report the news first!"
Wu Zang completely gave up all thoughts of dealing with Shen Lang and prepared to escape back to Liushamen.
After making up his mind, Wu Zang tried his best to escape at full speed towards the "Thunder Pond" in the center of the mountain top.
Dark clouds roll over the top of the Holy Spirit Mountains all year round, and thunder falls from time to time in the sky. All the thunder that falls from the sky falls in the sunken valley in the center of the mountain top.
Over time, a large number of golden sky thunders gathered in that valley. The thunder and lightning raged like a raging tsunami, so it was known as the "Thunder Pond".
The power of thunder in the thunder pool is so overbearing and dangerous that even the Earth Immortal monks dare not enter the thunder pool. It is also the most dangerous place in the entire Holy Spirit Mountain Range!
The top of the Holy Spirit Mountain Range is only a few thousand miles in radius, and Wu Zang quickly fled to a hillside in the center of the top of the mountain.
The surrounding rocks are filled with dense golden arcs, twisting like electric snakes.
"Boom!"
A large number of golden thunders fell from the twisting whirlpool of dark clouds in the sky. Like thunder dragons descending from the sky, they poured into a hollow valley in the center of the hillside.
Even before you get close to the thunder pool, you can feel that these golden arcs spreading out contain extremely powerful destructive power.
Uzang used the small amount of chaotic spiritual power he had gained from absorbing the low-grade immortal spirit stone when he escaped to use all his strength to open up the defensive barrier, withstand the thunder and lightning raging among the rocks, and hurriedly came to the center of the hillside where the power of the sky thunder gathered.
The hollow circular valley below is the thunder pool. The thunder pool is shaped like a funnel, with a large number of dense golden arcs surging endlessly, emitting harsh thunderstorm sounds such as "cracking".
The rocks around the Thunder Pond have been tempered by thunder all year round, becoming more crystal clear and forming solid thunder crystals.
There are even a few grasses and trees growing in the cracks between some rocks. These grasses and trees were baptized by thunder and became natural treasures.
Among them was the golden thunderwood that Shen Lang wanted to find.
The reason why Uzang fled to the Holy Spirit Mountains before was precisely because he knew that there was a secret passage in the mountains, and that secret passage was hidden in the Thunder Pond.
"You bastard, I will spare your life this time. The next time I see you, you will die!"
Wu Zang glanced at Shen Lang and Chaos Suanni who were chasing after him. After saying a harsh word, he dragged Yuan Fei and jumped into the thunder pond.
After a few breaths, Shen Lang rode the Chaos Suanni and chased him to the edge of the thunder pond.
Unfortunately, it was too late, Wu Zang and Yuan Fei had already fallen into the thunder pool.
Shen Lang looked at the thunder pool below and couldn't help but frown.
This thunder pool is condensed with dense thunder, and the terrifying destructive energy is terrifying!
If an ordinary human immortal monk fell into this dense thunderstorm place, he would be wiped out in the blink of an eye.
Even an Earth Immortal monk may not be able to survive a few seconds in the thunder pool.
The words Wu Zang just said were definitely not suicide. He might have a way to avoid the violent thunder energy in this thunder pool, otherwise he would not jump into it without hesitation.
According to this, there may be something else going on in this thunder pond!
"Guangtian Palace, now!"
Shen Lang raised his right hand, and a golden mini palace appeared in his palm. It was Guangtian Palace.
He quickly injected chaotic spiritual power into Guangtian Palace, and the door of the mini palace glowed with a large golden light, sucking Shen Lang in.
Shen Lang entered the Guangtian Palace and controlled the Guangtian Palace to fly into the thunder pond.
"boom!"
Accompanied by violent roars and explosions, Guangtian Palace sank into the center of the thunder pool and dived all the way to the depths.
Shen Lang was right in his bet. No matter how you say it, Guangtian Palace is a Jiling-level fairy treasure. There is no reason why it cannot withstand the power of the thunder in the thunder pool.
When diving into Guangtian Palace, Shen Lang released his spiritual consciousness and spied on the situation under the thunder pond.
You won’t know until you see it, but you will be shocked when you see it!
There are actually a large number of space cracks floating at the bottom of the Thunder Pond. Each space crack is about one or two meters long and is as sharp as a wind blade! It is really creepy.
It is impossible for the monks under the immortal world to compete with the space cracks in the true immortal world. If they accidentally touch the space cracks, the result will be the destruction of both body and soul!
Guangtian Palace is not affected by this, but it must be prevented from being sucked in by the surrounding space cracks.
Fortunately, these spatial cracks at the bottom of the pool move very slowly. It is not difficult for Shen Lang to control the mini Guangtian Palace to avoid these spatial cracks one by one.
The bottom of the Thunder Pond was about 10,000 meters wide. Shen Lang looked around with his spiritual consciousness, but could not find Wu Zang's figure.
However, he discovered that there was a vague white light coming from a space crack at the bottom of the pool, and the white light was slowly disappearing, which seemed a bit strange.
"Holy Demonic Eyes, open!"
A brilliant purple-gold halo suddenly flashed between Shen Lang's brows, and he used the insight of the Holy Demon Eye to observe the cracks in the space in front of him.