Yunjian Continent and Beiliang Land are completely different concepts. This is the real continent, more than five or six times larger than the Wild Continent.

The cultivation world of Yunjian Continent is equally prosperous, and its background is almost the same as that of the Yuanhe Sea, but the scope of the land is much larger than that of the Yuanhe Sea, and it is boundless and boundless. There are countless cultivation sects, which is a real world.

"Young master, Xiaorou has something that has never been understood." Xiaorou in the spirit beast bag sent a voice transmission.

"What's the matter?" Shen Lang asked curiously.

"Sister Hua Ziling should also be in the Beiliang land. Why don't you go to find her? Young Master, if you don't even ask him, you will leave the Beiliang land. Wouldn't you be too heartless?" Xiaorou couldn't help but say.

Xiaorou has a good impression of Hua Ziling. Seeing Shen Lang so indifferent, she made her feel a little upset about Hua Ziling.

"No need, she has her path, I have my path. Meeting is fate. If you can't meet, then you will go your own way. Anyway, it's just a relationship of friends." Shen Lang said lightly.

Xiaorou curled her lips: "Young Master, you are indeed heartless. Sister Hua has been in love with you for so long, don't you have any idea?"

Shen Lang coughed and said seriously: "Sorry, I'm dedicated to the Tao, I'm not close to women..."

Xiaorou snorted softly: "Xiaorou doesn't believe it! After you break through the Nascent Soul stage, won't you go to find the hostess?"

"Of course." Shen Lang blurted out without hesitation, stared into the distance, and said calmly: "That's my woman after all, I have to find her no matter what."

If he can really break through the Nascent Soul stage, his primary goal is naturally to find Su Ruoxue.

He had been separated from the woman for too long, and he was extremely worried. Shen Lang didn't know how Su Ruoxue was living now, and he didn't dare to go to a bad place, just hoped that she could live well.

Only by finding Su Ruoxue can Shen Lang be truly at ease.

The cultivation level of the Nascent Soul Stage is considered to be the top level in this world. Shen Lang doesn’t have to be afraid of wherever he goes. Even if he lifts the human world, he still has to find Su Ruoxue.

What's more, Shen Lang has to look for the other scattered nine-colored bone rings, and sooner or later he will step into other continents.

These two things can be done together and will not affect each other.

Xiaorou felt that when she mentioned Su Ruoxue, Shen Lang's emotions became a little complicated. She simply remained silent and stopped mentioning this matter.

Three months later, Shen Lang flew out of the sea of ​​clouds and arrived at the northern edge of Yunjian Continent.

After flying in the sea for three months without sleep, his body was so hard that he couldn't stand it. Shen Lang was extremely tired and his spiritual power was exhausted.

After just after the sea of ​​clouds came out, there was a barren mountain in the north. Shen Lang came to the foot of the barren mountain and casually opened up a cave.

He put a simple jade bed into the cave, and Shen Lang fell asleep with his head down. He was so tired.

After sleeping for two days and two nights, Shen Lang woke up, was excited and resurrected with blood.

Then, he meditated for half a day and restored the spiritual power consumed in his body to a full state.

After his body fully recovered, Shen Lang came out of the deserted mountain cave and flew to the south.

Now he has completely entered the territory of Yunjian Continent, which is extremely huge. With Shen Lang's late escape speed, it will take a year to fly across this continent, and you can imagine how vast the area is.

Shen Langchu came here and was unfamiliar with his life. After flying for a few days, he didn't even see a monk's shadow. However, there were a large number of ordinary mortals in the mountains and fields, and he could often see the houses and even the mountains and villages.

Perhaps because of the thinning of the five elements of the northern part, few monks set foot here.

After flying for five days, Shen Lang finally saw the shadow of a monk in the jungle deep in a mountain.

In the jungle, seven or eight cultivators in the late stage of Qi Refining are dealing with a peak-level iron-pinch centipede at the fourth level, with green all over.

There was a mess around, and various low-level five elements magic sounds such as fireballs, ice guns, rock cones, etc. came. More than a dozen big trees fell to the ground, and wood chips flew.

"This beast has been seriously injured, let's work harder!" A monk from the eighth level of Qi Refining Cultivation in the team shouted anxiously.

The other cultivators in the Qi Refining Stage surrounded the iron clasp and centipedes and tried their best to use the Five Elements magic to launch an attack.

The giant green centipede was covered in blood, and was furious, making a "hiss" roar like a poisonous snake. A large number of green spikes wriggled out on the surface of her body, and suddenly shot out towards the surroundings.

"Beware!"

All the Qi Refining Cultivators were shocked and used the Wind Control Technique to quickly dodge.

A young Qi Refining Cultivator could not dodge and was accidentally hit by a poisonous sting. He screamed and fell to the ground.

The giant centipede roared violently and rushed towards the man quickly.

"Junior Brother Zhao!"

The other Qi Refining Cultivators exclaimed in surprise, with a strong look of horror in their eyes.

At this critical moment.

A stunning white escape light rushed from the horizon, as dazzling as a meteor.

Immediately afterwards.

"call out!"

A blue-white Qi sword fell from the sky and hit the iron clinging centipede's forehead accurately.

With a dull "boom", the centipede's entire head was blown away, and his flesh and blood flew everywhere, killing him instantly.

The young monk named Zhao gasped when he saw the centipede being shot dead and was frightened and sweated. He immediately took out a detoxification pill from the storage bag and threw it into his mouth.

A white figure fell into the woods. The young man in white clothes and long hair stood in the void with his hands behind his back. It was not Shen Lang.

The white-haired man in the air was emitting a stimulating spiritual pressure all over his body, which shocked several Qi Refining cultivators.

The young monk named Zhao was the first to kneel down to Shen Lang and said, "Thank you for your life-saving kindness, and I am Zhao Jin, a disciple of Wandao Sect."

"My younger disciple Lu Chengfeng, thanks for his life-saving kindness."

"younger generation……"

Seeing this, the other people also came forward to bow and salute, and reported their names.

"I met this place on the road, so I just wanted to ask a few questions." Shen Lang said coldly.

"Senior, please say, I will definitely speak out." The middle-aged monk named Lu Chengfeng, who was in charge, said respectfully.

Shen Lang nodded with satisfaction and began to ask about the basic situation of Yunjian Continent and the power of cultivation.
Chapter completed!