Chapter 1408: Overcast

A strong cloudy wind blew outside the cave, and a gray mask formed in the sky, covering the entire abyss underground, and the air seemed to freeze.
"This is..." Shen Lang was taken aback when he saw this amazing scene.
"My son, this should be some kind of ancient prohibition." Xiaorou made a sound transmission, looking very surprised.
"Is there such a restriction when I came?" Shen Lang asked curiously.
Xiaorou frowned and replied: "I didn't see this when I came. It's strange. Even if there are ancient formations in this underground abyss, Sister Su and I haven't touched any restrictions before. How could it be opened for no reason? "
Shen Lang's heart shuddered, and his expression gloomy said: "Huh, since we didn't touch it, it might be touched by the monks who broke into here!"
Xiaorou said in surprise: "My son, you mean..."
As soon as the voice fell, Su Ruoxue moved in her arms and opened her eyes in a daze.
"This is..." Su Ruoxue rubbed her head with her right hand, still a little dizzy.
"Xue'er, you are awake." Shen Lang was happy. He just wanted to wake Su Ruoxue, but the woman woke up by herself.
Looking at her complexion, there should be no major problems.
Su Ruoxue awoke her head and saw Shen Lang jumping around. She couldn't help but grow up her small mouth, and said with a dull face: "Shen Lang, you... are you all right? I'm not dreaming!"
She still remembered that Shen Lang was injured so badly before, with a weak breath, and even more serious physical body seemed to collapse, how could he recover so quickly?
Or is it that I have been in a coma for too long, a few months?
Su Ruoxue was a little confused.
"Fool, you didn't dream, I'm okay." Shen Lang gently squeezed the woman's tender face, and said with a serious face: "I will explain things to you later, now we seem to be in trouble..."
Shen Lang told Su Ruoxue of the guess in his heart.
Su Ruoxue's face became solemn, she got out of Shen Lang's arms and scanned the surroundings. The environment changed drastically, and a strange light curtain rose in the sky, completely different from before she came here.
"When I came, there was really no such restriction, and the filthy aura here seemed to have become heavier." Su Ruoxue frowned, and she took a few steps forward, her footsteps a bit vain.
"Xue'er, your body?" Shen Lang grabbed the woman's arm, worried that she might fall.
"It's okay, it's just that I just woke up from a coma, my head is still a little dizzy, just take a few steps." Su Ruoxue shook her head slightly, and then said: "By the way, Shen Lang, since other monks may have entered here, then What should we do now?"
"Don't worry, I can handle it. Let's check the surrounding situation first." Shen Lang said solemnly.
"it is good."
Not long after, the two began to act.
Su Ruoxue held the relic in her hand and injected a little spiritual power. The Buddha's light shield firmly covered the two of them, and would not be affected by the foul air.
Without taking a few steps, a few wandering Li ghosts rushed over.
Shen Lang sacrificed a Lei Ze splitting lightsaber, and easily slashed the Li ghosts. The weak Yuyang Golden Thunder arc was enough to break the bodies of these Li ghosts.
Compared with the corrosive nature of the filthy atmosphere of the underground abyss, the danger of the ghost is not great. The strongest ghost in the abyss also has the strength of the late stage of the pill formation, and is far from the opponent of the Yuan Ying cultivator.
Shen Lang's body has not fully recovered, but it is no problem to deal with ordinary battles, otherwise he will not act rashly.
The abyss was small, and the two passed through a small rock, and there was a violent fight in front of them.
The two of them hid under a boulder on the mountain wall, winking at each other.
Shen Lang and Su Ruoxue turned over the stone wall, cast their spiritual eye skills and looked forward.
I saw three Yuan Ying-period monks fighting a weird tree in full swing, all kinds of auras and gray awns intertwined, making a loud noise, and the ground was cracking.
The filthiness of the deep abyss is so heavy that the cultivators of the Nascent Soul Stage cannot let go of their spiritual consciousness. The black robe ancestors who concentrated on fighting did not find that Shen Lang and Su Ruoxue were watching them.
"It's the black robe ancestor of the Ghost Fairy Clan!" Shen Lang's expression sank.
"Shen Lang, the other two are also cultivators of the primordial infant stage of the Guixianmen." Su Ruoxue also made a sound transmission.
"It seems that these three people are the only uninvited guests." Shen Langyin smiled coldly.
If there were only three cultivators at the Yuanying stage, Shen Lang would not feel much pressure. What's more, he has a great advantage in dealing with the ghost monks.
However, the weird tree really surprised Shen Lang and Su Ruoxue. The tree that can attack people is simply unheard of.
"Young Master, Sister Su, if Xiaorou guessed well, that big tree should be a ghost tree that is unique to the ghost world. This tree has a power comparable to that of a monk at the Transcendent God stage, but the tree in front of you should not be mature... …"
Xiaorou gave them a little bit of science about the ghost tree of Yin Yao.
"Why do things from the ghost world grow here? That temple seems to be unusual." Su Ruoxue's face was puzzled.
"Xue'er, don't worry too much. When you get rid of these three people, we will slowly figure out these things."
Shen Lang turned his gaze to the three Yuanying-period monks including the ancestor of the black robe.
The three guys didn't seem to find themselves yet, Shen Lang grinned, planning to yell at them.
The black robe ancestor took the lead in fighting with the Yin Yao ghost tree, the sun bow was too spiritually intensive and he put it away.
However, the three of them are already a sure victory. The ghost tree is full of holes all over its body. The trunk and branches have been attacked by various spiritual powers and a large number of holes have been blown up, and the sawdust is flying.
The ghost tree was unwilling to be killed, and went mad at the last moment.
"Wow!!!"
A low and weird roar came, the mana of the ghost tree skyrocketed, and the leaves all over the body glowed with dazzling blood.
All the leaves are like sharp flying knives, flying out, turning into red light rain, attacking the three people, terrifying power, and airtight.
"Be careful!" Heipao ancestor's complexion changed drastically, and he immediately sacrificed an ancient treasure ring, trying to defend against the rain.
The old man in yellow robe and the old man in Jinyi also used their best to defend against the attack.
"This ghost tree is exhausted, as long as we defend against this wave of attacks, we will win!" The black robe ancestor shouted while defending.
"Okay!" The other two shouted with excitement.
Who knows, at this moment.
There was a crisp sound of "ding".
A silver chain, not only flying through the air from nowhere, attacked the old man in Jinyi with lightning speed.
"call out!"
Before the old man in Jinyi could react, he was tightly bound by the silver chain.
"what?"
The old man in Jinyi made a strange cry.
"Be careful, it's Lingsuo!" The black robe ancestor opened his eyes rounded. Isn't this the magic weapon of his senior brother Zhong Wuling?
The speed of binding the spirit lock is appalling, and it is difficult for ordinary cultivators in the early Yuanying stage to escape without defense.
After being bound by the spirit lock, the old man in Jinyi couldn't move at all. Seeing the red light and rain in the sky, his pupils continued to enlarge, and he shouted in horror: "Brother, help me!"
"Not good!" Heipao was shocked.
It was too late for him to react.
"Puff puff puff puff puff!"
The dense red light rain penetrated the body of the old man in Jinyi, like a hornet's nest, and bloody, and instantly killed.