Big dreamer

"Fellow Taoist Huo Lingzi, please check the memory of Granny Qiu to see her relationship with these monsters." Shen Luo Chuanyin said to Huo Lingzi, and then disappeared again in a flash.

"I have just worked so hard to help you refine the Pure Yang Sword. I finally have some free time to study the God Refining Formation. Why are you causing me such trouble?" Huo Lingzi complained, but still urged the Hellfire. The furnace flew into the sky above Granny Qiu, and a pink light fell down.

Now that the situation around him was urgent, Shen Luo used his body skills to the extreme and appeared next to the huge crack in a flash. The blue light in his hands surged and he pinched a little.

Two thick rays of blue light shot out of his hand and instantly submerged into the huge crack.

The monstrous cold air erupted from the crack, and a hundred-foot-high blue iceberg appeared out of thin air, freezing the crack inside. The black air was also frozen into blue icicles, standing there quietly...

All the demons in the black air were also frozen, and the cold air invaded their bodies and souls, freezing them to death on the spot.

The demons that had already escaped were killing people nearby and destroying houses. When they saw that the exits were frozen, they all roared and flew back.

"Well done, you all die!" Shen Luo waved his sleeves, and shot out four more flying swords. Two by two, they combined and turned into three illusory red sword lights, which disappeared in the thunderous explosion. .

The next moment, three rays of sword light circled and danced around the gap for several times very quickly. They looked in front of them and suddenly behind them. In just a few breaths, they killed all the demons on the spot.

After doing this, Shen Luo breathed a sigh of relief, but a trace of paleness flashed across his face.

His mana was severely depleted when he was refining the treasure, and he had not fully recovered. Just now he had used all kinds of great magical powers, and the mana in his Dantian became empty again.

He turned over his hand and took out a piece of fairy crystal, held it in his hand, absorbed the spiritual energy from it, and his mana was quickly restored.

Shen Luo's heart relaxed, and his figure flashed to Lu Huaming's side.

"Brother Lu, are you okay?" he asked with concern.

"Fortunately, thanks to you for saving me this time." Lu Huaming had already stood up.

"You and I are close friends, why are you talking about this? You are severely depleted of mana, so just stay here to recover, and at the same time sit in this gap. I will go to other places in the city to have a look." Shen Luo said to Lu Huaming, without waiting. He replied and flew away towards another crack.

Lu Huaming watched Shen Luo leave, then looked at the monster corpses on the ground around him, clenched the sword in his hand, and seemed to have made a certain decision.

With Shen Luo now escaping from the light, he came to another crack in a few breaths.

The black energy in the underground here is still surging, and monsters are flying out one after another. Several disciples of the Tang Dynasty government are fighting hard here, but unfortunately they are outnumbered, and they are about to be killed.

Shen Luo pinched the six pure Yang swords beside him and was about to take action.

A streak of white light shot from a distance, striking the group of demons, but it was a long white whip with bright blades tied to it, which looked extremely sharp.

The long whip swept across the bodies of those monsters, and their bodies were immediately cut into two pieces.

After the white whip, a figure appeared, but it was a fox that did not return.

"Brother Fox." Shen Luo looked surprised.

The Pansidong disciple had left Chang'an City long ago. He thought that Hu Bugui had also left, but he didn't expect that he was still here.

Hu Bugui also noticed Shen Luo and nodded distantly.

Shen Luo nodded in response, and activated the six pure Yang swords to slash at other demons.

These demons are not very strong, they are just numerous in number. They may be difficult for ordinary true immortal monks to resist, but not for Shen Luo.

He has seven pure Yang swords, Xuanhuang Yiqi stick, Pantian seal, Jiuyou magic ring, etc. for attack, and soft smoke Luo brocade clothes and thousands of gold bottles for defense. He is not afraid of being besieged at all.

I saw Shen Luo offering a thousand gold bottles to protect his body, and he was flying through the crowd of monsters. The red sword light beside him flashed, and he killed most of the monsters around him in just a few breaths.

Seeing that Shen Luo had no flaws, the remaining monsters turned around and fled.

Shen Luo did not chase after him. He flew out and appeared next to the huge crack. His hands were filled with blue light, and two thick beams of light emerged from them, about to hit the inside of the crack.

At this moment, a black shadow in the void flashed behind him, and a black beast's claw grabbed his Dantian, looking at the momentum and trying to pierce his body.

However, yellow light passed behind Shen Luo, and a yellow figure appeared out of thin air. He raised his hand and grabbed the black claw, as if he had expected its appearance.

The black animal claw was startled and struggled to pull back its palm, but the yellow figure's hand was like a steel hoop, unable to break free at all.

The yellow figure opened its mouth wide, and a ball of gray flame hit the void behind the beast's claws.

With a "chi-la" sound, the darkness of the void was burned by gray-white flames, and a figure filled with black energy appeared, with the gray-white flames burning on its shoulders, quickly spreading to other places.

The black figure seemed to be extremely afraid of the gray-white flames, and the black light flashed in succession to knock it away, but to no avail.

The gray-white flames spread quickly, covering the upper half of his body in the blink of an eye, and easily burned the black air around him. Inside was a young man with a handsome appearance and a pair of fox ears.

"Fox clan..." Shen Luo looked startled.

Hu Bugui on the side also saw the young man's true form, and his expression changed slightly.

Shen Luo keenly noticed the change in Hu Bugui's expression. His eyes flickered slightly, and he waved his left hand, and the blue light condensed in his palm hit the fox youth.

With a "click" sound, a piece of blue ice the size of a house appeared around the young man of the Fox tribe, freezing him inside, making him unable to move.

Shen Luo waved his right hand similarly, and the blue light in his hand turned into a thick beam of light and sank into the crack in the ground.

A huge cold air broke out, and another iceberg condensed and formed, freezing the crack in the ground inside, completely sealing it.

"I didn't expect Brother Shen to be proficient in ice magic, I admire him." Hu Bugui flew over and praised.

"It's just a small trick. I didn't expect that Brother Fox is still in Chang'an City." Shen Luo said lightly, flicking his sleeves and shooting out a piece of red light to cover the blue ice around the Fox youth, and put it away.

The yellow figure next to him was none other than the Heavenly Evil Corpse King. He put back the gray-white corpse fire and disappeared in a flash.

When Hu Bugui saw this scene, he stopped talking.

"Thank you, Senior Shen, for your help." Several remaining disciples of the Tang Dynasty government flew over and bowed to thank Shen Luo.

Shen Luo waved his hand and was about to say something when the ground suddenly rumbled and shook, and a large piece of yellow light emerged from the ground, but it was only a few feet high.

Shen Luo felt his body sink, as if he was stuck in a quagmire. He hurriedly used his magic power to break free from the yellow light and flew into the air, his expression changing slightly.

The yellow light on the ground is not just around. Looking around, the ground of the entire Chang'an City is now covered with that kind of yellow light, covering all the buildings in Chang'an City.