The terrain of Penglai Mountain is very strange, with grasslands, barren mountains, woods, and thorn bushes intertwined and the environment is unique.

Although there are many plants here, there is not a single living creature, and even flying insects are invisible.

The entire mountain is thousands of miles in radius and the terrain is also high and low.

Although Shen Lang does not have a map of Penglai Mountain, he must be right to walk towards the top of the mountain.

It is said that in the distant ancient times, Penglai Palace was built on the top of Penglai Mountain, which was the largest immortal cultivation sect in the sky and sea at that time.

There may be a ruin of the ancient Penglai Palace on the top of this mountain.

Shen Lang had received news before that the alliance monks went to Penglai Palace to hunt for treasures.

He didn't need to get involved with the alliance's old monsters in the Nascent Soul stage.

However, I have a Penglai Order in my hand, and it is said that I can open the seal of the key land of Penglai Mountain. I don’t know what it is for.

Shen Lang was a little anxious and could only take one step at the moment.

The two walked towards a higher position in the northeast.

After passing through the mountain stream, the two of them came to a dark jungle again.

The jungle was accompanied by waves of black fog, like quicksand, constantly scraping back and forth, and a strong stench odor emitting deep in the forest, which was disgusting.

"Is Penglai Mountain a holy land of Lingshan? Why is there such a place with such a heavy foul air?" Hua Ziling frowned.

Shen Lang said with a serious expression: "Be careful, this should not be ordinary foul air, but some kind of yin wind and poisonous air.

"What should we do? Do we still have to go in?" Hua Ziling asked with a frown.

"These yin winds and poisonous gases can help us cover up the breath of our bodies. I think that even if the real person in Lianshan chased us here, he would have cut the clues.

We might as well enter here and have a gamble!" Shen Lang said.

"Okay!" Hua Ziling had no objection.

It's strange that this man is in the early stage of the elixir just like his cultivation, but he trusts him without reservation.

Maybe it was Shen Lang who gave her a unique sense of security.

The two entered the dark woods, and the trees, flowers and plants were coke-shaped black, as if the whole forest had no vitality.

"This black wind is not simple, don't leave the light shield.

"Shen Lang used the Pure Yang Sword Technique, supported a blue-white sword and shield, and hugged himself and Hua Ziling in the sword and shield.

"Um.

"Hua Ziling leaned slightly towards Shen Lang.

Then, Shen Lang grabbed Hua Ziling's slender jade hand and walked forward.

Hua Ziling's body stiffened slightly. Although she was not thin-skinned, she was a very conservative woman in her heart.

My little hand was only pinched by a man like this, and my pretty face couldn't help but show a hint of blush.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the two of them walked into the woods filled with black fog, they felt the power of the black fog.

"Shishe!" Shen Lang's sword and shield were even eroded at a speed visible to the naked eye, which surprised him.

The black yin wind and poisonous gas are so corrosive that even the sword and shield cannot completely resist it? "What should I do?" Hua Ziling's pretty face changed slightly.

"Don't worry!" Shen Lang waved his hand, and strands of golden fighting aura were stimulated from his fingers and rushed into the shield of the sword and shield.

Sure enough, after the sword and shield had a layer of holy sun fighting energy, the black fog was completely isolated and could not erode the sword and shield's light shield.

The battle energy of the Holy Yang also restrains evil spirits, and it has a very strong restraining effect on this kind of yin wind and poisonous fog.

As his cultivation level gradually improved, Shen Lang could also feel the ability of Tiangang battle energy.
Chapter completed!