Chapter 1430: Mental shadow

The old face of True Person Qingyang was so gloomy, although he did not personally capture Shen Lang, but the boy chose to destroy himself, and he took a breath. At least one confidant has been solved.
The ancestors of Qingyuan and a group of monks in the Yuan Ying period felt that Shen Lang's actions were equivalent to suicide. It is absolutely impossible for the cultivators of the mere Yuan Ying to survive under the blast of intensive innate clutches and divine light.
The next scene that followed was unexpected.
After Shen Lang rushed into the passageway with Su Ruoxue on his back, he raised the Hunyuan pearl umbrella in his hand, and the innate clutch divine light that poured down from the cave fell like raindrops.
The dense silver light thread fell on the Hunyuan Pearl Umbrella, but it was bounced away like a gummy candy, making a sharp sound like cutting glass.
Shen Langxin mentioned his throat, thank God, fortunately, this Hunyuan pearl umbrella can barely cover himself and Su Ruoxue.
"This... this is impossible!"
Seeing this unthinkable scene, True Man Qing Yang's old face was completely distorted, unable to accept this fact.
He thought that the small colorful umbrella in Shen Lang's hand was just a peculiar defensive magic weapon, and could only defend against the weak innate clutch light. But I couldn't imagine that the defense of that small umbrella was so strong.
Shen Lang holding the small umbrella, can actually walk in the dense congenital clutch light!
The eyes of the ancestor Qingyuan and others were about to fall off.
"Damn, what magic weapon is that small umbrella, it is so tough!"
"It can withstand such a high intensity of Innate Clarity and Divine Light, isn't it also a fake prehistoric spiritual treasure?"
"According to me, should the innate clutch light in this hole be a false illusion?"
The monks in the Yuanying period discussed a lot. A red-robed old man was a little unbelievable, and immediately took out a flying sword magic weapon from the storage ring and threw it into the passageway.
"boom!"
Almost in the blink of an eye, a large amount of silver filaments bombarded the flying sword into dust, and there was no scum left!
The red-robed old man's face was earthy in an instant, such a terrifying power, it is really innate and divine light.
Everyone no longer doubted, and even took a step back subconsciously, afraid to approach the entrance of the cave.
The ancestor Qingyuan's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot. It seemed as if his junior brother Qing Yang said, Shen Lang, this kid is a great disaster!
"what!!!"
Seeing Shen Lang gradually deepening into the cave, nothing happened, the real person Qingyang's eyes were splitting, his emotions suddenly lost control, and he roared like crazy.
He didn't know how many times this was the first time that Shen Lang had escaped.
True person Qingyang was even scared in his heart. He felt that no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't catch Shen Lang. This kid was his hit nemesis! Let him have a lingering psychological shadow.
"Leader, what do you want to do now?" An elder in Yuanying stage asked Qing Yuan ancestor.
The ancestor Qingyuan looked very gloomy and gritted his teeth and said: "Huh, what else can I do, return the same way! Enter the Soul Burial Mountain from the entrance to the north."
With their abilities, it is impossible to enter the passageway filled with innate light of separation and reunification. Only let Shen Lang jump for a while, and then find a way to kill him.
Unconsciously, Shen Lang had already passed through the center of the cave, and the silver light beams became denser.
Shen Lang was sweating on his forehead, and he moved forward almost at the speed of an ant.
Although the Hunyuan Pearl Umbrella can bounce off the innate clutch light, if it travels under such a dense beam of light, a slight mistake, accidentally contaminated with some silver light silk, the consequences are fatal.
In this way, it took a few hours before Shen Lang walked out of the cave.
Outside the cave is the real boundary of the Soul Burying Mountain.
After walking out of the cave, Shen Lang gasped, his whole body wet with sweat. The tension of walking through the dense congenital divine light cannot be described in words.
After seeing the scenery in Burying Soul Mountain, Shen Lang's face changed slightly, which was a little different from what he had imagined.
It is indeed gloomy, and it is filled with heavy gloomy air, it seems that the deeper the deeper, the heavier the gloomy air.
The mountains are bald, but the gray sky is floating with colorful rays of light from time to time, like a rainbow, one piece from the east to the west, flying randomly.
"My son, this should be an ancient battlefield. The rainbow-like glow is a mixed five-element spiritual power. Even the five-element spiritual energy of heaven and earth is so disordered here. It is estimated that the deep space has shattered to a certain level." Xiaorou was shocked. Tao.
Shen Lang narrowed his eyes and took a deep breath. The spiritual power of the Five Elements in the mountain was very messy.
Can he even absorb these mixed five-element auras, otherwise his spiritual power will be disordered.
This is just at the foot of the mountain inside Burying Soul Mountain. The wandering spatial cracks are already staggering. There are more than a dozen spatial cracks in the eye, most of which are still wandering.
The cloudiness around him was heavy, and it was already late, and his vision was blocked. Shen Lang didn't intend to move forward rashly, the spiritual power in his body was consumed too severely.
He carried Su Ruoxue on his back and leaned against the side of the mountain wall.
The woman sleeps peacefully, most of her energy has recovered, and she should be able to wake up soon.
"Huh!"
Suddenly a cloudy wind blew in the mountains, and there was a chilling sound of ghost crying and wolf howling.
Shen Lang frowned, and there were ghosts in this mountain. It's normal to think about it, it's not normal that there are no ghosts with such a strong cloud of air.
Without much thought, Shen Lang sacrificed the magic dragon seal, and a milky glow enveloped him and Su Ruoxue.
The magic dragon seal has a strong function of exorcising evil and avoiding filth. The white glow can completely isolate the cloudy air, and ordinary ghosts dare not approach it.
Shen Lang then took out a few small celestial stones from the storage ring and held them in his hands to restore spiritual power.
About an hour or two later, most of the spiritual power in Shen Lang's body had recovered, and Su Ruoxue also woke up.
"Xue'er, are you awake? How are you feeling?" Shen Lang squeezed the woman's small hand and asked hurriedly.
"I'm okay." Su Ruoxue shook her head, and seemed to be recovering well. After looking around for a while, she asked curiously, "Shen Lang, is this the Soul Burying Mountain? What happened when I was unconscious?"
"Don't worry, I will tell you slowly."
Shen Lang told Su Ruoxue about what had happened before.
Su Ruoxue frowned secretly, she didn't know what to say about Shen Lang, the process was so dangerous, it was a real loss for a man to persevere.
In short, everything is fine. Su Ruoxue leaned in Shen Lang's arms and sighed slightly.
The two got in touch for a while, and then began to meditate and recover.
Not in a hurry, Shen Lang just wanted to figure out the reason for Su Ruoxue's amnesia and the method to restore his memory, and he didn't have to fight for treasures with the Yuan Ying-period boss who entered the valley.
A few hours later, it was late at night.
The entire Soul Burying Mountain was out of sight.
"Oh oh oh!"
The wind was blowing everywhere in the mountains, and the howling of ghosts and wolves became louder and louder, like a roaring fierce ghost.
The sound of ghost crying everywhere made Shen Lang frown slightly.
Ghosts are born from the gathering of Yin Qi, and generally come out to hunt for food when they arrive. The number of ghosts in the Soul Burial Mountain is so much that it is numb to the scalp, hope it will not attract anything terrifying.