Big dreamer

At this moment, he was wearing a purple dress, and his long black hair had turned into short purple hair that just reached his ears. His dark eyebrows were like distant mountains with spring in them, his eyes were flowing like autumn water, and there seemed to be flower blossoms between his eyebrows. It was the same, with a purple circular mark printed on it, and it looked like a charming and charming woman.

What shocked Shen Luo even more was that there was a pair of small bone wings behind it, flapping it time and time again.

"Monster clan!"

Zhen Luo shouted loudly, with a look of complete disbelief in his eyes.

Shen Luo took a closer look and discovered what kind of flower was between the eyebrows of the ancient spirit? It was clearly a skull mark the size of a fingertip, and the demonic aura emanating from it was also extremely strong.

"Still want to send a warning? It's too late..."

Uncle Wang gave a low shout, swung out a palm with one hand, and with a flash of light from his sleeve, a short halberd flew out and hit Zhenren Luo's chest.

Master Luo took a step back, flicked his sleeves, and a red copper coin sword flew out and hit the halberd.

There were sudden strange noises in the courtyard, and the two talismans were indistinguishable from each other in the air.

At this moment, the soil under Luo Zhenren's feet suddenly loosened, and a white bone ghost claw suddenly broke out of the ground. It scratched his calf and pulled out several shocking blood stains with a "squeak" sound.

Luo Zhenren had already been poisoned, and was attacked by the ghost claw. He was suddenly overwhelmed. The short halberd knocked away his copper coin sword and shot him in the head instantly.

At the critical moment, a "boom" of thunder sounded!

A white electric light as thick as an arm suddenly fell from the air, hitting the short halberd so hard that it trembled, turned to the side, and nailed it to the ground.

For a moment, the courtyard was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop, and the eyes of the other three people were all focused on Shen Luo.

None of them expected that this registered disciple, who was usually regarded as useless by everyone, would unexpectedly use a lightning talisman.

Shen Luo felt flustered when he saw it. He lowered his head and glanced at the right palm that he subconsciously raised, and smiled bitterly in his heart.

"Boy, you hide it well enough, but I usually look down on you!"

Wang Qingsong's eyes turned cold, and with a flick of his hand, a black mist immediately surged out from his palm, and terrifying ghost faces condensed in it, rushing towards Shen Luo.

When Master Luo saw this, his figure blurred and he came to Shen Luo. He quickly formed a seal with his hands in front of him and slapped forward with one palm.

But when his handprints were formed, they were bright and bright, and a strong force of pure Yang surged out.

The ghostly black mist dissipated immediately like ice and snow meeting the sunlight after encountering the white light.

But after the light dissipated, Master Luo staggered, his face already covered with black energy.

"Master Luo, are you okay?" Shen Luo asked anxiously upon seeing this.

"I didn't expect that you actually taught yourself the art of talismans. It seems that my master has underestimated you. Today I will officially accept you as my direct disciple. Are you still willing?" Zhenren Luo looked at Shen Luo with a strange expression and asked After taking out a dharma plate-like thing from his sleeve robe, he said solemnly.

"Of course my disciple is willing, but now we should find a way to escape first." Shen Luo replied with a wry smile.

"Don't worry, since I have accepted you as my disciple, I will naturally try to save your life. I have my own way!" After hearing this, Master Luo let out a hey, and suddenly opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood towards the magic plate in his hand.

The Dharma plate fell to the ground, and a white light suddenly burst out from it, shooting straight out a hazy beam of light about ten feet high.

"Walk!"

After saying that, he slapped Shen Hou on the back, causing him to stumble and hit him into the beam of light.

Shen Luo was caught off guard and felt his whole body stiffen. His whole body was bound by the white light and he could not move at all.

"No! Stop him quickly." Upon seeing this, Uncle Wang shouted loudly, and black mist billowed out from between his sleeves.

The ancient spirit also flew to the ground. He raised his wrist and several white skeletons suddenly jumped out from the ground and rushed towards Zhenren Luo.

At this time, Master Luo was not seen speaking, but his voice suddenly sounded in Shen Luo's mind:

"Take the token to see your master's uncle and ask him for help quickly."

Before Shen Luo could figure out what was going on, Master Luo had already thrown a palm-sized jade pendant into his arms.

The next moment, he felt the world spin, and the white light shrouded outside him suddenly shrank. It was as if his whole body was being squeezed into the Dharma Disk, and his figure disappeared from the place.

Just as Luo Zhenren breathed a sigh of relief, his back was invaded by the black mist.

He stepped forward again and jumped forward, but the Taoist robe was taken off by him and remained in place.

But after the black mist spread, the Taoist robe quickly decayed and turned into ashes.

"Go kill that kid." Uncle Wang frowned and said.

Gu Hualing hesitated for a moment, waved his bone wings behind his back, and made a gesture to fly out.

"Monster, don't even think about leaving." Zhen Luo shouted loudly and raised his hand to wave outward.

A ball of light flew out of his hand and directly hit a Bagua mirror hanging on the door of the main room. The mirror immediately flipped downwards, refracted a ray of light, and hit another bronze mirror in the gatehouse of the front yard. .

Light immediately refracted from the mirror and fell on other places in the courtyard. The entire courtyard was enveloped in light, and a huge Bagua shadow appeared on the ground under the light.

As soon as the ancient spirit took flight, it hit a layer of void light curtain that was difficult to discern with the naked eye, and fell back again.

"Restricted?" Her expression changed slightly.

"That's all. It's just a registered disciple. It's of no importance. Let's deal with the one named Luo first." Wang Qingsong's face turned pale as he approached Master Luo step by step.

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Shen Luo felt like the world was spinning, his body seemed to be falling continuously, and his eyes were filled with white light.

But after a moment, his feet landed on solid ground again, and the white light in front of him also dimmed, but the strong dizziness could not subside for a while.

He took a step forward, but failed to stand firm. He stumbled forward and hurriedly stretched out his hand to push forward, and his palm touched a rough stone wall.

After he stood firm on the wall, the dizziness finally subsided and his vision returned to normal. Only then did he realize that he was in a strange dark stone room.

There were several oil lamps hanging on the four walls of the stone chamber. I don't know what kind of grease was burning inside. There was no smoke in the flames, but there was only a faint fishy-sweet smell.

Shen Luo's eyes turned and fell on the corner of the stone room, and he immediately tensed up.

I saw two strange figures in tattered black robes over there, wrapped in thick black mist, their bodies tilted and floating in the air. Their arms were stretched forward, as if they were about to attack forward. What's average.

Shen Luo was alert, and took a step closer. Looking through the gap between the two of them, he saw in the corner of the wall where they were attacking, a thin old man wearing a gray Taoist robe and a crown of Five Sacred Mountains on his head. He was holding a magic weapon with both hands. Jue confronts them.