Big Dream Master

Seeing this situation, Shen Luo flashed a hint of joy in his eyes, pinched a little bit, and the pure sun sword embryo beside him turned into a red sword light and shot out like lightning around the neck of this thousand-year snake charm.

As soon as Thousand-Year Snake Charm's head was tilted, it would roll off, and blood spilled from the incision on the head and neck, spattering.

But before the head fell, the golden shadow flashed across the sinking body, and the huge body of the thousand-year-old snake charm disappeared.

Being in a different place, Shen Luo Wu had time to entangle this snake charm monster, and directly use two high-level talisman to kill it.

Before coming to the Western Regions, in order to improve his strength, he specially purchased materials to draw a batch of high-level talisman, which was considered to be used at this time.

A flash of light flew from a distance at this moment, revealing the figure of Bai Xiaotian, but his face was full of stunned expression.

"Brother Shen is a good method. He killed this demon with just a gesture. It's no wonder that he is famous in Chang'an City and is trusted by Cheng Guogong and Yuan Guoshi." Bai Xiaotian recovered quickly and said with a smile.

"Hehe, these little tricks here are nothing like that. They are incomparable with the authentic "King Kong Fu Demon" Dafa of Huasheng Temple. Brother Bai, you have won the award. And if we destroy this monster, it seems that we may not be able to get a good reward. ..." Shen Luo smiled, turned and looked in the other direction.

brush! brush! brush! The three golden rays of light came from a distance, and appeared in the air ten feet away. They were three red-robed monks. The head was a yellow-faced monk. The two monks in the back were tall and thin, and the other was tall and thin. A short stature, fat head and big ears.

All three of them had a sturdy and arrogant look. If they weren't wearing robes, they would have been thought of as robbers.

"Where did the two hairy boys dare to go wild in our black chicken country! Hurry up and release that monster. This monster is a monster named by the holy lord of my Holy Lotus Altar to be surrendered and accepted as the protector of the dragon, you Don't mistake yourself!" The yellow-faced monk headed by him shouted in a deep voice.

The monk’s divine consciousness is not strong. Before sinking, he fought against the thousand-year-old snake charm, and finally collected his body with the book of heaven. It was completed in a blink of an eye, and there was no black air around him, except that he had already flown close. For Bai Xiaotian, the three monks did not notice that the Snake Charm had been killed, and thought it was suppressed by the sinking means.

Shen Luo ignored the monk's clamor, and looked at the three of them. He had absorbed two body refining altars before, and the power of the souls was greatly increased. It was far better than the ordinary monks in the early stage of getting out of the body. After sweeping, he clearly perceives the opposite three. The repair is the situation.

The yellow-faced monk headed by him was the cultivation base of the early stage of the emergence of the orifice, but the two monks behind were both in the later stage of the soul-condensing stage.

Shen Luo Divine Soul is powerful, not only able to perceive the cultivation of the three people, even their mana movement, the cultivation technique can also be aware of some points, although the cultivation techniques of these people are Buddhism supernatural powers, but they are mixed with a bit of evil aura. I don’t know where the evil Dharma came from.

"The words of the three Taoist friends are very bad, and the monster just now clearly wants to kill people. Although the Buddhism is vast, there is no need to show mercy to such harmless monsters that have no intention of repentance." Bai Xiaotian has been in these years. Huasheng Temple practiced authentic Buddhism magical powers, and can also perceive the strangeness of the three breaths on the opposite side, and has no good feelings for them, so he said in a cold voice.

The yellow-faced monk is the master of the sub-altar of the Holy Lotus Altar in Baijun City. He has a lofty position and is always the same. No one dares to disobey. Just now he saw that both Shen Luo and Bai Xiaotian were cultivated in the out-of-aperture stage. I spoke to them and discussed with them, how could I ever want Bai Xiaotian to refuse in one fell swoop, and suddenly became furious.

"Okay, okay! Since you are stubborn, don't blame us for being polite! Let's shoot together, slaughter these two heretics, and regain the snake charm!" The yellow-faced monk was furious, with a move with his right hand, a golden Buddha statue. Taking it off, a golden Buddha light gushes out from the inside, covering the two of them.

The golden Buddha light looks radiant, but it doesn’t have an upright atmosphere. Instead, it reveals a bit of coldness. It is even more evil than the demons and ghosts that I have seen before sinking. The darkness inside is turbulent, and the void is hissing. Howl.

Shen Luo had never seen such a technique before, and he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

The other two monks also immediately shot, one offering a string of Buddhist beads, the other offering a ****, attacking Chen Luo and Bai Xiaotian.

Bai Xiaotian is also an arrogant person. Shen Luo just turned his hand to kill the snake monster. He was unwilling to be left behind. After a cold snort, he took the first shot and turned his hand to sacrifice a seemingly ordinary folding fan with embroidery on it. A pair of divine dragons soaring through the clouds and driving the fog, with vivid patterns that are ready to emerge, especially a pair of dragon eyes shining brightly.

He pinched a little, and the finishing touch on the fan immediately brightened, and the fan came forward.

Amid the sharp whistle of "Woo", a golden glow gushes out like a wave of anger, and the shadow of a hidden color dragon collides with the three magical objects on the opposite side.

As soon as the dragon shadow and the Buddha light collided, a series of muffled thunders were heard in a fierce conflict like enemies that did not give way.

The three magical artifacts of the yellow-faced monks were all shaken off, and the light of the three magical artifacts was darkened.

Bai Xiaotian's complexion was also white, and he couldn't help taking a step back, but the finishing touch fan was still golden and agile, and there was no debilitating change. Obviously, the quality must be above the three magical artifacts on the opposite side.

A trace of greed flashed in the eyes of the yellow-faced monk, and while Bai Xiaotian was shaken back, he sacrificed a jasper gourd. Under the pinch, a blue light shot out from the gourd, spanning a distance of more than ten feet. Curled the finishing touch fan.

This cyan light was very strange, the finishing touch fan was entangled by it, and the golden light on the surface began to drift away, and the fan was teetering on the spot, looking like it was malfunctioning.

Bai Xiaotian's expression was startled. This fan was a natal magic weapon made by a refining room in the Huasheng Temple with great effort.

He was about to cast a spell to recall, but a white light and cold light shot out from his side as fast as lightning, and the speed was still above the blue light, and it struck the jasper gourd with a flash, but he fell down and saw that Bai Xiaotian's condition was not good. Come to help.

There was a creak on the gourd~www.ltnovel.com~ It actually condensed into a layer of solid ice, the precious light on the gourd was also frozen, and the cyan light trapped on the golden fan was also greatly reduced.

Bai Xiaotian was overjoyed, hurriedly pinched the tactics to cast the spell, put the finishing touch on the golden light, flew outwards, and was about to break free.

"How dare I break my good deeds!" The yellow-faced monk glared and moved his hands.

But Shen Luo took the first step, flipped his hand and took out the five-fire fan, and slammed it against the yellow-faced monk.

A thick five-colored pillar of fire shot out from the fan, bursting out with astonishing spiritual pressure, like a huge fire dragon, leaping toward the yellow-faced monk with its teeth and claws.

After taking the elixir refined with Qilin blood, his fire control ability has improved a lot, and he can even more exert the power of the five fire fan.

And the white cold light emitted by the Qiankun bag also rolled back, and a powerful suction radiated from the cold light, which enveloped the sapphire gourd and pulled it outward.

Under the yellow-faced monk's loss, the jasper gourd was sucked by the Qiankun bag, and it was about to fall into Shen Luo's hands.