Big Dream Master

"It's just right, let me test the magical ability of these two instruments of dust phantom array." Shen Luo changed his mind, pinched the tactics with both hands, and the tactics changed continuously.

The white phantom array suddenly changed, the magic array disappeared without a trace, a layer of white mist appeared, filling the entire cave entrance, and a scene of fierce fighting appeared in the depths of the white mist. The layer of white fog is not real.

Loud bangs and fierce mana fluctuations continue to spread from the white mist, just like a real fight.

Shen Luo nodded in satisfaction. Although the power of this simplified Liangyi Dust Array was far less powerful than the real Liangyi Dust Array, it was much easier to move.

Bai Xiaotian opened his mouth in surprise when he saw the real illusion, just about to say something.

"Those people are coming soon, enter the battle..." Shen Luo waved a blue light, wrapped Bai Xiaotian and the mirror demon, entered the white mist, and disappeared.

Soon after the three of them disappeared, a group of people flew from above and landed in a hidden place outside the cave. It was the big man named Zhen.

Seeing the scene in the cave, all of them were overjoyed.

"Hehe, everything is as expected by Brother Zhen, the surname Shen and the tearful demon are fighting." The black-bearded old man was the most anxious and wanted to go in immediately.

"Brother Huyan is not anxious, let them fight for a while, and we won't be too late to decide the victory or defeat." The big man surnamed Zhen hurriedly stopped the old man.

"What Brother Zhen said is that I am impatient." The old man with black beard also realized that he was too impatient, and said with an apologetic smile.

"What are you waiting for? There are the young master and Zen Master Baoxiang here, just a little boy who is in the late stage of the orifice and a tear demon who has just entered the Mahayana period." The white fan young man closed the folding fan and said with a sneer. Looks like.

Zen Master Baoxiang was very cautious, staring at the white mist in the entrance of the cave, frowning slightly.

"What? Master, do you see any problems?" Although the white fan young man looks above the top and arrogant, but inside is very cunning, he immediately asked when he saw the expression of Zen Master Baoxiang.

Zen Master Baoxiang didn't answer him, but he still looked into the cave and said nothing.

Although the battle situation in Baiwu was real and the fierce mana fluctuations were flawless, he still felt that there was something wrong.

"Unexpectedly, there was a Mahayana monk. The two rites of the dusty phantom array was only half arranged. It seems that it is impossible to trick them into the formation. It is necessary to change the method." In the two-Yi dusty array, Shen After seeing this scene, Luo sighed secretly, pinched the Jue with both hands.

The white light in the entrance of the cave suddenly became brighter several times, projected outward, illuminating the range of tens of meters outside, and the white mist in the circle more rapidly rotated and whistled.

The young white fan, the big man surnamed Zhen and the others were startled, and hurriedly took refuge in the dark to prevent the white light from reaching them.

"No, get out of here!" Zen Master Baoxiang exclaimed.

The attention of several people was attracted by the white light at the entrance of the cave, and the ground under their feet did not know when a white pattern appeared on the ground, which looked simple and mysterious.

"It deserves to be a Mahayana monk, he is really alert, but it's too late!" Shen Luo sneered in the magic circle, and the two tactics changed.

Those white lines suddenly burst into bright white light, covering the entire group of people.

The young white fan, a big man with the surname Zhen, including a flower in front of Zen Master Baoxiang, when they came back to their senses, they had already appeared in a place surrounded by white mist.

"Where is this place?" Bai Fan's expression changed drastically, and he looked around in horror.

The same is true for Zhen surnamed Dahan and others, except for Zen Master Baoxiang who is still calm.

"It looks like this is a magic circle. We all underestimated the kid surnamed Shen." Zen Master Baoxiang said in a deep voice, and the golden meditation staff in his hand split out like lightning from all around.

Four golden rods with a length of more than ten feet shot out, hitting the surrounding white mist.

"Boom" and "boom" with a few loud noises, four golden hurricanes soared into the sky, but the entire white space just shook lightly and immediately stabilized.

Zen Master Baoxiang saw this scene, his expression completely grim, and continued to urge the golden Zen stick to attack the magic circle.

When other people saw this, they also started.

The young white fan opened his mouth and spouted six red flying swords, forming a red sword formation, slashing fiercely towards the surrounding white space.

The man surnamed Zhen flipped his hand and took out a flaming red gourd. Under the urging of the pinch formula, a piece of red sand was shot out, each of which was the size of a bean, and grew when the wind fell in the air. Fire cloud.

The black-bearded old man sacrificed a big sword with a black ghost head, making a stern whistling sound, and this layer of black yin fire was wrapped around the blade, severely cutting towards the white light curtain.

The middle-aged man in the green robe and the two soul-condensing cultivators formed a three-talent formation, working together to spur the yellow stone stele, and countless earth-yellow thunderballs shot out from it, following the others.

In the end, the woman in the golden skirt offered a golden long streamer on her head, embroidered with a pattern on the streamer's surface, which looked like a golden glass bottle.

The woman in the golden skirt cast a spell to urge, and the golden long streamer danced, and a bright, mirror-like golden light shot out from the streamer, cutting into the surrounding white space.

Several people are not weak in attack, but unfortunately this white forbidden space is extremely tough, and it has no effect except splashing the starting point of ripples.

Deep in the white space, Shen Luo sneered slightly.

Although the two rites of dust phantom array is only half arranged, how powerful this array is, with the cultivation of Master Baoxiang and others, I don't want to use brute force to break it open.

However, it is not appropriate to let a few people bombard here.

He turned his head and looked deep into the cave, pointing a little.

A thick red sword aura shot out from the formation, and disappeared into the depths of the cave in a flash.

With a loud "bang", a group of red light erupted there, and countless large and small rubbles fell, and most of the cave was collapsed and buried.

A sharp roar came from the depths of the cave, and then a huge blue light shot out very quickly~www.ltnovel.com~ With a bang, it broke through the gravel buried in the cave and stopped at the entrance of the cave.

The blue light flickered, revealing a blue monster.

This demon is in the form of a human, wearing a blue long dress, and his skin and hair are also blue. Nowhere on the whole body is not blue, which looks very strange.

And her appearance is coquettish, especially her big eyes, very smart and energetic, but this woman has a sullen face, her eyes are three-point stubborn and seven-point fierce.

"Is this the Demon of Tears?" Shen Luo looked at the blue demon's eyes.

The tearful demon looked at the white light that filled the entrance of the cave, and didn't do anything for a while.

Although she hated the human monks, she also admitted that they possessed the powerful power. This white light put a lot of pressure on her, and she did not take it lightly.

"It looks like it's going to take a lot of work here." Shen Luo sighed, and pointed again.

A red flying sword shot out from the white light and turned into a red long rainbow, which was cut in the direction of the tearful demon.