Big dreamer

Bai Xiaotian is still sitting in the magic circle with his eyes closed, squeezing the spells in his hands, not knowing when it will end.

Shen Luo didn't bother him, and looked around, thinking about how to deal with the ancient spirit in the future.

After these few days of chasing and escaping, he already had a considerable understanding of the strength of the ancient spirit.

This woman's cultivation has definitely reached the Bigu stage, she knows a lot of mysterious magic, and she has the real magic weapon of the three-pointed claw in her hand. Her strength is far above him or Bai Xiaotian, so naturally he won't Do you think these talismans can be of much use?

Although Bai Xiaotian should have some tricks to beat the odds, we can't pin all our hopes on Bai Xiaotian.

"Except for the Water-Treading Technique, the only techniques I know so far are the technique of channeling demons and conquering demons. There are too few... Well, the art of channeling demons and conquering demons..." Shen Luo sighed secretly, but his eyes suddenly moved.

"Since I still have time, why don't I try the psychic demon-conquering technique? If I can subdue one or two more water tribes, I can improve my chances of winning."

Having made up his mind, he got up and went to the lake, where he first cast a spell to summon Xiaogui.

Speaking of this stupid big turtle, although its strength is average, it is better because of its rough skin and thick flesh, and its good recovery ability. In the past few days, the injuries it suffered before have almost completely recovered.

After Shen Luo ordered Xiao Gui to guard the surroundings, he stepped into the lake step by step until the water reached his knees. He made a seal with his hands and activated the magic of psychic demon control.

Soon his vision went dark and he entered the consciousness space.

Ever since he succeeded in channeling the cone head in his dream, he felt that he was becoming more and more skilled and smooth in using this method in reality. This was one of the reasons why he dared to try channeling at this time.

"Ding dong".

Many blue light spots emerged and floated around.

Shen Luo glanced around, pondered for a moment, and selected the largest blue light spot nearby. His consciousness carefully spread over it, and his eyes immediately flashed into a vast blue space, which was no better than the blue space he entered in his dreams. Small.

Countless water-like blue lights rippled around, forming a vast blue sea, in which powerful aquatic demonic energy was hidden, not under the blue sea in the dream.

"This place...can't really be the water in the dream, right?" Shen Luo secretly guessed, and then spread his spiritual consciousness, carefully avoiding those too powerful aquatic monsters, looking for suitable psychic beasts .

Soon he locked onto a target, which was slightly stronger than his current cultivation level and should be in the middle stage of Qi refining.

He didn't dare challenge the water tribe who was too powerful. Even this one was a bit risky.

Shen Luo penetrated his spiritual consciousness and tried to communicate with the other party. As a result, a roaring sound was immediately transmitted without saying a word. It seemed that he was an aquarium who, like Xiao Gui, had not yet opened his spiritual intelligence.

Although the other party was speechless, his refusal to be his psychic beast was clear.

Shen Luo didn't pay attention. Countless black runes spread towards the opposite side using the shocking method of silently transporting the spirit and conquering demons.

Although he was not as proficient as in the dream in using this method of frightening monsters, he still achieved the level of entering a house.

The monster on the opposite side roared and tried its best to resist, but its resistance was far inferior to that of the cone head, and it exerted force indiscriminately without considering whether it could last.

Not long after the confrontation between the two sides, the monster began to run away crazily, as if it wanted to use this method to get rid of the psychic demon-conquering technique.

Shen Luo was not surprised but overjoyed. This psychic technique of conquering monsters was quite exquisite. Almost the entire water area on the opposite side was within his range of perception. How could he let the monster escape easily?

Moreover, this monster's reckless escape would consume a lot of money, accelerating its own downfall.

Sure enough, in just one meal, the monster's cry changed from a roar to a scream.

After a while, a willingness to surrender came from the other side.

Shen Luo hurriedly used the psychic magic to conquer demons, condensed a psychic mark, and submerged it into the monster on the opposite side. Then he stopped using the magic, his eyes blurred, and he returned to the lake.

He felt that only a small half of the mana in his body had been consumed, and a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes.

With his current cultivation level, he could easily subdue a monster in the middle stage of Qi refining, which was really beyond his expectation.

Of course, the more important reason should be that he practiced the nameless technique to the third level in the dream, and gained a higher level of understanding. Coupled with the bumpy experience of conquering the cone head, he was able to achieve it in one fell swoop when he returned to reality. .

He secretly made up his mind that when he had the opportunity to dream again in the future, he would definitely practice more nameless techniques and other spells such as necromancy there, so that he might be able to get twice the result with half the effort when he returned to reality. After all, his qualifications in reality are so poor that it is difficult to make progress just by trying hard on his own.

Shen Luo immediately abandoned these distracting thoughts, closed his eyes and adjusted his breathing for a moment. After recovering almost all the mana in his body, he stretched his hand into the lake water and silently performed the summoning technique.

Soon, the lake in front of him began to vibrate, forming a swirling whirlpool of water centered on his palm, with a black water hole emerging in the middle.

"open!"

Shen Luo let out a low shout, and the whirlpool rose up and swelled. A gray-white demonic energy seeped out of it, and then a gray-white python four to five feet long slipped out of the water hole.

This python has a flat head and a body as thick as a bucket. Its body is covered with gray-white scales as big as the mouth of a bowl, which has a faint metallic luster and looks very hard. The only strange thing is that there are several fin protrusions on its back.

Xiao Gui was on alert in the nearby lake. When he saw the big gray python appearing, his eyes showed fear. He quickly retracted his head and limbs, leaving only a huge turtle shell on the lake.

"Hiss..." As soon as the gray-white python came out, it immediately looked at Shen Luo, its slender eyes flashed fiercely, apparently unconvinced.

Shen Luo snorted, and instead of trying to comfort him like he had done with Cone Head, he directly made a seal with one hand and used the art of psychic demon-conquering.

Under the influence of the psychic mark, the gray-white python's eyes suddenly showed a look of pain, and hissed incessantly. The huge body rolled violently in the lake, causing water to splash everywhere, and the snake's tail lashed the water. It made a thunderous rumble.

Shen Luo glanced at Bai Xiaotian and saw that he was still sitting with his eyes closed. He was not affected by the movement here. He immediately felt relieved and continued to use the psychic technique.

After a while, the ferocious light in the big python's eyes disappeared, revealing a look of pleading, and he stopped.

The pain in the gray-white python's mind disappeared, and the eyes he looked at Shen Luo were filled with fear.

"Come here." Shen Luo raised his hand.

The big python hesitated for a moment, then swung its body and swam over, lowering its head meekly.

"Do you have a name?" Seeing him lower his head, Shen Luo asked in a much gentler tone.

The gray-white python raised his head and looked at Shen Luo. He hesitated a few times, and a confused emotion came through the psychic mark, as if he didn't understand what he meant.