Seeing Su Ruoxue's expression, Shen Lang suddenly felt distressed.
He gently hugged 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 St. Mark Canyon can last for two months, so the two of them have 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 Yuanying 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 also escaped, the previous purpose is nullified. As long as the two of them reach Soul Burial Mountain safely.
Three days.
The two have been meditating to recover.
Shen Lang's physical injuries have basically recovered. However, the Yuyang Golden Thunder and Shengyang War Qi consumed cannot be recovered that quickly, and it will 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 nothing that can be done.
Su Ruoxue's injury did not recover that quickly, but she still recovered to 50-60%. At least her movement was not a problem. She just had to avoid fighting with others.
Three days later, the two set off again and rushed to Soul Burial Mountain.
Burial Soul Mountain is located in the center of the 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 in an attempt to enter the valley first and 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 having said that, just the leaked turbid air can trigger the signs of the sky. I don’t know what kind of terrifying things are sealed in the Stigma Canyon.
The closer you get to the center of St. Mark Canyon, the more space cracks there are, and the innate clutching and divine light threads flying in the sky become more and more dense.
The number of space cracks in the sky is even more staggering!
A few steps away, there is a space crack every ten meters, and most of them are movable space cracks, which is shocking.
Compared with the air, the number of space cracks on the ground was 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 was greatly slowed down, and they had to be careful at all times. The innate clutch light floating around the center of the canyon was like a hidden weapon, and a little carelessness could kill someone.
Although the two of them took a four-day break, the progress was not slow compared to other Nascent Soul stage old monsters entering the valley.
The route into the valley developed by Zhong Wuling is much faster than the routes into the valley from the north and south, 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 ancient restrictions remaining 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." Old Demon Feng Yue cursed loudly, feeling very unlucky.
When the three members of the Hehuan Sect discovered the ruins in the jungle, they thought they had discovered some great historical relics. They were very excited and imagined that they could find 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 Lao Mo said with a gloomy face: "Hmph, there is 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 Feng Yue Lao Mo and the other three.
"Who!" Fengyue Laomo yelled with his eyes narrowed.
The figures behind him became clearer and clearer. They were none other than Master Qingyang, Venerable Kuangyan and other five Nascent Soul monks.
The five people walked through the woods and came to the ruins of the ruins.
"Hmph, who do you think I am? It turns out to be fellow Taoist Feng Yue. You're fine." Master Qingyang glanced at Old Demon Feng Yue and said in a neutral tone.
The old demon Feng Yue looked extremely gloomy, thinking that he was so unlucky that he encountered five Nascent Soul monks all at once, and the leader was Qingyang, an old and immortal monster.
Qingyang Zhenren is one of the five great monks in Yunjian Continent. He is very powerful. His pure Yang skills can just restrain the demonic skills of Old Demon Feng Yue, so Old Demon Feng Yue is somewhat afraid of this person.
There are five people on the other side, two more than our own. In addition to Master Qingyang, a great monk in the late Yuanying stage, there is also Venerable Kuangyan, a monk in the middle stage of the Yuanying stage.
The difference in strength is so great that Old Demon Feng Yue is a little frightened. They have just broken the ancient restriction, and their spiritual power has been severely depleted. If there is a conflict at this time, the people of Hehuan Sect will 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 in his heart, Old Demon Feng Yue still said coaxingly: "Huh, Qingyang, you guys are moving pretty quickly."
"Both each other. Fellow Daoist Fengyue, why do I only see people from you, the Hehuan Sect, and other fellow Daoists from Beilu?" Master Qingyang asked tentatively.
Venerable Kuangyan and the other four Nascent Soul Stage monks 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 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 the Hehuan Sect, showing evil intentions.
"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.