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The black air billows in the woods, exuding an extremely thick and cloudy air, which makes people have one’s hair stand on end.

The sky is gray, and the surface is obviously an Independent Space.

Shen Lang subconsciously looked behind him, the scene remained the same. The space where I threw myself out was already disappeared, there was no trace of it.

Before I heard Mei’er talk about some precautions, there is a space channel in the center of Xuanyue Valley to leave, and the ancient scroll left by Emperor Xuan is also in the center of Xuanyue Valley.

Shen Lang’s purpose is to reach the center of Xuanyue Valley, obtain the ancient scroll of Xuandi, and then leave this space.

This seems a very simple thing, but it is not that simple to do.

Listening to Meier, the Demon Empress had long wanted to get the ancient scroll of Emperor Xuan, and many human Nascent Soul Stage cultivators had entered Xuanyue Valley one after another, but all died without exception.

Even a Great Cultivator of Nascent Soul Late Stage died in the valley. No Nascent Soul Stage cultivator can leave alive.

Xuanyuegu is so dangerous, Shen Lang naturally dare not neglect.

He looked around the woods all around carefully, very alert. Here Yin Qi is dense, filled with heavy cloudy air, a few breaths made Shen Lang seriously unwell.

Unbelievable, the cloudy air in this place is so strong that it is even worse than the Soul Burying Mountain in Stigmata Canyon before!

The murky air can seriously erode the fleshy body of the Nascent Soul Stage cultivator. Shen Lang single-finger pinches, and a sword and shield is condense, covering his whole body, isolating the erosion of the murky air.

There is also a forbidden air formation in Xuanyue Valley, and even the Nascent Soul Stage cultivator does not fly high.

Shen Lang hasn’t walked a few steps, the wind in the woods in front of him rolled, and dozens of grinning ghosts flew out. The small ones are about one meter tall and the big ones are five or six meters tall.

These ghosts smelled the breath of strangers and swarmed, moved towards Shen Lang and rushed over, wail like ghosts and howl like wolves sound all over the sky, extremely cruel!

Shen Lang was prepared in his heart. In such a terrifying forest, it is abnormal that there are no ghosts.

“shua~ shua~ shua~!”

Shen Lang pinched Pure Yang Sword Art with one hand, and a large number of Qi swords flew out.

“bang bang bang!”

The air sword hit the group of ghosts, and instantly killed all the ghosts that tried to pounce, turning them into one after another black Qi escapes in the sky.

After killing a batch of ghosts, another batch of ghosts came from all directions. To the point where the cloudy air in the woods became so dense, there were countless ghosts floating around.

Shen Lang brows tightly knit, it seems that it is not over yet.

He didn’t want to spend too much spirit strength, so he took out ancient treasure the magic dragon seal, the magic dragon seal is most suitable to deal with this situation Yang.

Once Shen Lang urged, the magic dragon seal released a layer of milky white cloud light, which firmly covered him.

The ghosts all around seem to be extremely frightened by the white light released by the magic dragon seal, and they shunned them, yelling, and appearing very scared.

Shen Lang saw that no evil spirits were harassing him, and moved towards the woods.

Xuanyuegu is probably named after Emperor Xuan and Suyue. It sounds very beautiful, but it is actually such a land of Yin Qi, Shen Lang is puzzled.

The deeper you go, the heavier the cloudy air, and the more ghosts all around.

“ao 嗷!”

Several Ghost Kings with strength comparable to Core Formation Peak flew out of the woods, opened their bloody mouth wide open like a sacrificial bowl, rushed He snarled sharply at Shen Lang. But he was afraid of the breath of the magic dragon seal, and did not dare to approach.

Shen Lang injected a spirit strength into the magic dragon seal.

“weng!”

The magic dragon seal is dazzling with white light, and a jade dragon phantom with a length of more than ten meters suddenly flew out of the Imperial Jade Seal.

Yin Qi’s dense land makes the magic dragon extremely excited, swept away like the wind, and efficiently devour a few Ghost Kings thoroughly.

The magic dragon in the magic dragon seal is also an Artifact Spirit, capable of devouring souls and eating ghosts. After growing to a certain level, they can devour Nascent Soul Stage level ghost emperors.

This kind of area where evil spirits are infested can actually increase the strength of the magic dragon.

The magic dragon hovered around Shen Lang, and no ghost dared to approach it anymore, and the magic dragon began to devour evil ghosts unscrupulously.

With the magic dragon body, Shen Lang also changed to low-altitude flight, maintaining a certain speed moved towards the depths of the forest.

Flying for five or six minutes, Shen Lang suddenly stopped, he suddenly found a corpse lying under a big tree!

The corpse is a middle-aged man wearing a daoist robe, no trace of vitality, the corpse is very well preserved, it can even be said to be no different from a living person! The outlines of the facial features are vivid, and the skin is full of elasticity without the slightest dryness.

Shen Lang was a little surprised. You have to know that even after the death of Nascent Soul Stage cultivator, the fleshy body cannot be stored for long, but the bones can be preserved forever without being weathered.

But the corpse in front of me is too weird. It still retains the appearance of his life. Even the clothes are as clean as ever, as if they had just died.

In a place full of ghosts, a fresh corpse is placed here, and I am afraid that countless evil ghosts have long been devoured.

But the evil spirits all around seemed to have no interest in this corpse and turned a blind eye.

If something goes wrong, there must be a demon.

Shen Lang narrowed his eyes, he suspected that the corpse was somehow famous.

Divine Consciousness swept away, and there was nothing on the body and no storage ring.

Shen Lang casually swung an air sword and blasted it on the corpse’s head.

A scene that Shen Lang absolutely did not expect appeared. After the head of the corpse was hit by the air sword, it exploded with a “hong” sound. It was unremarkable.

Shen Lang thought that this was not an ordinary corpse. There must be something very NB ability. After a blow, he was defeated just like a normal corpse.

It seems that I think too much!

Shen Lang shook the head, continue on his way, moved towards the depths of the woods and flew away.

Along the way, he actually saw a few more corpses, which were similar to the middle-aged daoist robe corpse before. They were very well preserved and could even be described as “live”.

Shen Lang destroyed several corpses, and they were still unremarkable. The corpses were destroyed normally by him.

Continuing to fly forward, Shen Lang has already encountered eight corpses, most of which are Elderly, and there is also a woman.

The forest seems to be unusually large. Shen Lang has been flying for half an hour without flying out of the forest.

Shen Lang gradually felt something abnormal. Even Emperor Xuan might not be able to build such a large Independent Space, right? Even Shen Lang was dumbfounded by the vast range of Xuanyue Valley.

Just as he was wondering, there was another corpse at the foot of a big tree in front of him.

Shen Lang took the trouble, stopped flying, and went up to take a look. Suddenly stared wide-eyed, and a shivered hit all over his body.

This corpse is a middle-aged daoist robe, and it is very well preserved.

But this is not the point. The point is that this middle-aged daoist robe’s body is exactly the same as the middle-aged daoist robe’s body that Shen Lang saw for the first time!

Even, the posture and angle of the two bodies lying down are exactly the same!

The most important thing is that the head of this corpse is not at all injured, it is intact.

“Hiss!”

Seeing this scene before him, Shen Lang took a breath of cold air, a feeling of have one’s hair stand on end filled his heart.