Big dreamer

"What's going on?" Jinghe Dragon King finally managed to stabilize his body and exclaimed.

Yuan Tiangang, who was originally lying on the ground, turned over and stood up. All the injuries on his body disappeared, and his whole body was dimly fluorescent, and he looked like he had greatly improved his magical powers.

"Impossible! You have been destroyed by my Nail-Head Seven Arrows Book, and your soul is gone. How can you be resurrected!" Jinghe Dragon King shouted in disbelief.

"Your Nail Head Seven Arrows Book is indeed powerful. My physical body and soul have been destroyed by you, and now I am just the manifestation of my soul. I also want to thank fellow Taoist Jinghe Dragon King for breaking my fate." Yuan Tiangang said with a smile.

The Jinghe Dragon King's expression changed continuously. Although he didn't understand what Yuan Tiangang meant by what he said, it was true that the other party's magical power had greatly improved. It would be bad to stay here any longer, so he made a decisive decision and turned around to escape into the distance...

However, the demonic cloud in front of him cracked open with a "chila" sound, and Shen Luo's figure shot out from it, holding a large dark red seal in his hand, and hit him on the head.

The Dragon King of Jinghe was startled again, but did not panic. He ducked and flew to the side.

But at this moment, a high-pitched flute sound suddenly sounded, but it was full of tragedy and misery, like the cry of thousands of dragons.

Shen Luo had a look of pain on his face and hurriedly covered his ears with both hands. Yuan Tiangang below also frowned and waved the whisk in his hand, and a circle of white light blocked out the sound of the flute.

The Jinghe Dragon King's body suddenly froze there, his eyes became blurry, as if he was under a immobilizing spell.

As soon as Fantian's Great Seal came down, it had already transformed into the size of a palace and hit the Dragon King of Jinghe heavily.

There was a loud "bang" sound, and the Jinghe Dragon King's body exploded, leaving only his head.

Jinghe Dragon King's chaotic eyes suddenly recovered, and when he saw that his body was destroyed again, he was immediately shocked and angry. However, he did not cast a spell to retaliate, but turned around and continued to escape forward.

But the void ahead fluctuated, and a yellow figure appeared. It was the Tiansha Corpse King, grabbing the Jinghe Dragon King's head.

Then silver light flashed next to them, and a picture scroll that covered the sky and sun flew towards them. A large piece of silver light shot out from it and swept them in at once.

Shen Luo ducked and flew to the side of the Shanhe Sheji Diagram, and quickly made the seal with his hands.

The yellow spiritual light flashed in the picture scroll, and in an instant, a huge mountain peak was formed, shaped like five fingers. With a "bang", the head of the Dragon King of Jinghe was suppressed below.

He breathed a sigh of relief, flicked his sleeves in front of him, and the huge picture scroll quickly shrank, and after a few breaths, it returned to its original appearance and fell into his hands.

The sky seal also quickly shrank and disappeared into his sleeve.

The Jinghe Dragon King was suppressed, and the demonic clouds in the sky quickly dispersed, completely disappearing in a few breaths, and the rancid smell also dissipated without a trace.

A figure fell from the sky like a stone, but it was Cheng Yaojin, who had fallen into a coma, and the demonic energy on his body was rapidly escaping.

"Mr. Cheng Guogong!" Shen Luo saw the figure clearly and was about to cast a spell to catch him when a white light caught Cheng Yaojin and brought him to the altar below. It was Yuan Tiangang who took action.

Shen Luo also flew over and landed on the altar.

"Little friend Shen, thank you for your help today, Chang'an City has been saved from a catastrophe." Yuan Tiangang bowed to Shen Luo.

"Your Majesty the Imperial Preceptor is too polite, but what is going on? Weren't you just hit by the Jinghe Dragon King's Seven Arrows Book..." Shen Luo asked, raising his hand at the same time.

Black energy flashed near the altar below, and a black vertical eye appeared. It disappeared into his body in a flash. It was the Demonic Eye.

When he was fighting those monsters before, he quietly set up this pupil technique in the void. His original intention was to spy on the movements around him, but he didn't expect that it would play a role after being imprisoned by the magic cloud formation.

When Yuan Tiangang saw the Demonic Eyes, a look of surprise appeared on his face, and he immediately regained his composure.

"The Nail-Head Seven Arrows Book of the Dragon King of Jinghe is an ancient sorcerer. It is extremely powerful. I did fall into his secret spell, and my soul and body were completely destroyed. Fortunately, I had taken precautions earlier. I used the ganjiang Mo Xie and the unwritten sutra to hide it. The three spiritual treasures of the Demonic Book prevented this disaster," Yuan Tiangang said.

"Ling Bao prevents disaster?" Shen Luo had never heard of this secret technique.

"This is a magical power that has been secretly passed down from ancient times to this day. It is a bit like risking death and resurrecting. I am also a blessing in disguise, breaking through a layer of confusion in my heart and laying the foundation for advancing to the realm of Tianzun in the future." Yuan Tiangang said with a smile.

Shen Luo looked at the Imperial Master in front of him, recalling a series of things that had happened in the past few days, and suddenly felt enlightened.

It seems that all this is Yuan Tiangang's plan. He deliberately lured the Dragon King of Jinghe here, and put himself in danger, using the secret technique of the Lingbao to prevent disasters to break the bottleneck of cultivation.

In this matter, the Dragon King of Jinghe, himself, the Tang Dynasty government, many worshipers in the palace, and even the people of Chang'an City were all at the mercy of his fingers, and his calculations were accurate.

"This technique involves the cause and effect of heaven and earth. Although you, Daoyou Shen, are powerful, your level is still low and you cannot sense this kind of thing. When you reach the level of cultivation in the future, you will naturally be able to realize it." Yuan Tiangang saw Shen Luo's dazed expression and thought it was him. Still not understanding, he explained again.

"So that's it. Your Majesty the Imperial Master is really a master of calculation. I admire you. With you in charge of Chang'an City, the Tang Dynasty will no longer have worries." Shen Luo said with sincere admiration.

"It's just a small plan, it doesn't matter. Thanks to Xiaoyou Shen for his help in this plan, Yuan will definitely help him with all his strength if he needs anything in the future." Yuan Tiangang returned the gift and said solemnly.

Although the Dragon King of Jinghe was defeated, there was still a lot to do, so the two of them got busy.

Yuan Tiangang continued to operate the True Dragon Wuji Formation to refine the evil spirit within the Dragon Vein True Spirit.

Cheng Yaojin was also placed in a magic circle to dissipate the evil energy in his body.

According to Yuan Tiangang, Cheng Yaojin was controlled by the Jinghe Dragon King using a demon puppet technique. His body was also infected with a large amount of demonic energy, but he did not die. He could be revived by carefully dispersing the demonic energy.

When Shen Luo heard this, his heart relaxed, and he took out the map of mountains and rivers and entered into it.

That the Jinghe Dragon King unexpectedly came back from the dead, and specialized in demonic arts to reach the Taiyi realm, is really extraordinary. There must be important secrets about the demons hidden behind it.

Shen Luo has always been cautious when it comes to matters involving demons. He will not let go of any possibility of finding out. This is the reason why Fan Tianyin's blow did not kill this dragon before.

In the Shanhe Sheji Map, a black figure stands in the void, seemingly waiting to sink, but it is the ghost general Zhao Feiji.

"Master." Seeing Shen Luo come in, Zhao Feiji hurriedly stepped forward to pay his respects.

"Did you successfully break through?" Shen Luo looked at Zhao Feiji. His body was full of yin energy and he had already reached the stage of true immortal. He was holding a purple flute in his hand. It looked quite similar to the previous ghost-controlling flute, but the flute was The relief of the ghost head on it turned into a golden dragon head, but it was actually the dragon burial flute refined by Huo Lingzi.

"Thanks to the master's cultivation, otherwise I don't know how long it would have taken me to take this step." Zhao Feiji said seriously with a hint of gratitude in his eyes.

"This is all your own efforts and has nothing to do with me. It's just that why didn't the thunder disaster come when you advanced to the True Immortal?" Shen Luo waved his hand and asked curiously.