"What else can I do? I don't have to worry about my life, my cultivation has dropped to a new level." The middle-aged man said with a wry smile.

The female cultivator consoled her: "Husband, it's enough if you can save your life. You can still cultivate back to the realm you fell from."

"I hope so."

The middle-aged man sighed, still a little unwilling.

The female cultivator hesitated to speak, but still gritted her teeth and said: "Husband, that senior saved our lives just now, why did you retaliate and trick him into going to the swamp? There is a devil over there..."

The middle-aged man frowned and said, "Madam, this is a last resort. The devil has planted a restriction in our bodies. If we don't act according to the devil's request, you should know the consequences."

The female cultivator seemed to be a little confused, and whispered: "But that senior is our benefactor, husband, you are harming his life. The devil ordered the two of us to lead the cultivator who entered the Phantom Valley into the swamp to provide for him.

Devouring souls to practice, but my husband doesn’t need to trick that senior into going there, right?”

Upon hearing this, the middle-aged man's face looked a little ugly.

This person seems to be honest and reserved, but in fact he has evil intentions and is extremely jealous.

The middle-aged man knew that he would never be able to break through the pill-forming stage in his life, and when he saw that Shen Lang was already a master at the pill-forming stage despite his young appearance, he felt extremely jealous.

Coupled with the fact that his cultivation level had dropped drastically due to the forbidden technique he had just cast, the middle-aged man also secretly complained about why Shen Lang didn't take action earlier.

Due to various factors, the middle-aged man deceived Shen Lang and let him enter the swamp.

"Madam, we can't protect ourselves, so why should we care about the death of others. Although the demon in the swamp is unfathomable, this senior's strength is also extraordinary. If this senior helps us get rid of that demon, wouldn't everyone be happy?

Something." The middle-aged man said calmly.

"This..." The female cultivator frowned slightly, and could only sigh slightly, with a trace of guilt on her face. Things had already happened, and there was no room for reversal.

…

Shen Lang traveled for more than half an hour and finally arrived at the wasteland in the southwest.

At a glance, layers of strange gray fog began to fill the front of the wasteland. When the gray fog touched the skin, it gave the skin a burning and tingling sensation.

The gray fog is obviously poisonous!

The Shengyang's war energy is activated on its own, overflowing from the body surface, clearing away all the gray fog around the body.

"Sir, the poisonous gas here is so powerful, there may be some poisonous insects and monsters inside, so be careful." Xiaorou lay on her back and warned.

"Don't worry, with your young master's strength, as long as you don't encounter an eighth-level or above transformed demon cultivator, ordinary monsters cannot be my opponent." Shen Lang said confidently.

The little fox shook his tail and said with a smile: "I know you are powerful, sir, but you have spent some of your life energy to open the teleportation array before. Now it is best not to overuse your spiritual power to avoid losing your vitality."

"I know." Shen Lang grinned. This little fox now knew how to care about him, and he became more and more like a servant.

Shen Lang used the Pure Yang Sword Technique, and a sword and shield light shield formed all over his body, and he plunged into the poisonous gas.

After walking for a while, there was indeed an endless swamp ahead.

The surrounding mire was purple-black, extremely sticky, and bubbling. Many poisonous insects were crawling around in the mire, giving people a scary and weird feeling.

"Huh? This poisonous gas can actually block the detection of spiritual consciousness?" Shen Lang frowned and found that after entering the swamp, the poisonous gas around him could actually block spiritual consciousness.

"Son, let's be careful. Xiaorou always feels that the breath in this swamp is a bit simple." The little fox said carefully.

"I know!" Shen Lang responded, leaving his legs away, and began to fly above the swamp.

Although the Magic Valley shrouded a layer of banned air, with Shen Lang's cultivation, low -altitude flight is still not a problem, but the flight speed is slower than running at full speed.

It didn't take long for him to encounter a six -order monster, green poison python.

The body of the poisonous python is as thick as a big tree.

"His!"

It may be that Shen Lang broke into the site of the poisonous python. The poison python rushed out of the quagmire, and the fierce hair was open, and the sharp teeth were bite towards Shen Lang.

"roll!"

Shen Lang hummed coldly, he hadn't put this kind of monster in this level, and immediately sacrificed Gubao to break the hammer and hold it in his hands.

Exhausting the spiritual power, the broken sky in his hand rose more than ten meters long. Shen Lang smashed into the head of the poisonous python in the form of a human figure.

"boom!"

The broken sky hammer hit the head of the poisonous python, and the white light was dazzling, accompanied by a severe bombing sound.

The poisonous python's head was directly exploded, as if it was exploded directly from the middle. The blood splashed like a fountain, and the minced meat flew across.

A light blow, the broken sky hammer killed the poisonous python. The corpse of the poisonous python fell into the quagmire.

Shen Lang's power of this broken day hammer is still satisfied.

After killing a monster, Shen Lang continued to walk down deep in the swamp.

Nympho

At this moment, the depths of the swamps hundreds of miles away.

The poisonous gas is filled with a reef with a length of about hundreds of meters wide. The center of the reef is suddenly towering a hundred square meters of stone room.

Two black robe monks wore masks and kept standing outside the stone.

Both of the monks in the gate have the early cultivation of Dan Dan.

In the lobby in the stone room, a thin old man was sitting on his knees on his knees. He was rising with gray, and he was cultivating some unknown magic skills.

The old man was wearing a black robe, his complexion was weird, his skin was wrapped, his eyes were scarlet, giving people a sense of people.

"Hahaha, it really helps me!" After a while, the old man suddenly laughed.

The two monks outside the stone outdoor immediately pushed in the door, and asked: "Old ancestor, what happened?"

"A late monk came from the swamp. If the ancestor could swallow the person's Jin Dan, he would be able to get rid of the restrictions at that time.

The old man laughed.

"Congratulations to the ancestor, He Xi, ancestor." The two gatekeepers were happy and bowed immediately.

"You can just wait here, and the ancestor of this ancestor goes to capture the monk himself." The old man smiled, and then rushed out of the stone room like a shell. The thin figure rushed towards the swamp.

On the other side, Shen Lang is still walking around at a high speed of the swamp. The closer to the center of the swamp, the more the vapor around the surrounding is more enriched.

It didn't take long before, a gray light flew in front of it, and the speed was like lightning, and it came to Shen Lang in a moment.

As soon as the gray light converged, he became a thin old man, with a dragon's crutch in his hand, his skin was dry and black, his eyes were red, giving a weird feeling.

"Who is your way? Why stop me?" Shen Lang asked somberly.

"Yuan Dan monk?" The old man glanced at Shen Lang, narrowed his dry eyes, and said with a smile: "Boy, you are in trouble if you dare to break into this place. Obediently let me swallow your Yuan Dan, and you will suffer less.

Some torture.”
Chapter completed!