Big dreamer

"Who's stopping me? It's too late!" The middle-aged scholar's voice came out of the black air, and he snorted coldly.

A loud "boom" sound came from Hanoi, the golden sword array collapsed suddenly, and a ball of black energy flew out from it, which was the dragon head.

The dragon's head circled and danced in the air, then suddenly fell down and merged into the black air.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

The middle-aged scholar's wild laughter came out from the black air. All the black air whales rolled back like sucking water, and soon they all disappeared, revealing the figure of the scholar.

It's just that the middle-aged scholar's image has changed drastically at this moment, turning into a monster wearing golden armor with the body of a dragon and the head of a dragon.

A majestic aura emanated from the dragon-headed monster, far surpassing everyone present.

The water vapor in the surrounding void gathered crazily, violent winds rose suddenly, and black clouds appeared in mid-air, covering the entire sky in the blink of an eye, and thick lightning shuttled through the clouds. .

In an instant, the sky above the entire Chang'an City changed, and it looked like a storm was coming.

Shen Luo looked shocked. Such strength seemed to be a bit more terrifying than a true immortal.

"Finally retrieved Gu's dragon head, Li Shimin! Yuan Tiangang! This time, I will make you pay with blood for your blood debt!" The dragon-headed monster looked up to the sky and roared, its roaring sound sharp and harsh, as if it could crack gold and crack rocks.

Shen Luo's eardrums stung, and his body swayed backwards and shot dozens of feet away.

Lu Huaming and the others also hurriedly retreated.

"I told you, don't get involved in this matter! Since you insist on seeking death, I will give you a ride." The dragon-headed monster turned to look at Shen Luo.

The sinking was like falling into an ice cave, and the whole body was ice-cold. There was a trace of horror on his face, but he did not lose his composure. He flicked his wrist!

The Pure Yang Sword Embryo shines brightly, and all the red lotus karma fire spurts out, forming a fire lotus the size of a millstone.

The golden armor fairy clothes also glowed brightly, and the bell-shaped shield appeared instantly, covering his body in it.

"What's causing the trouble?" A loud, thunderous voice rumbled from a distance, and the huge sound wave made the ground rumble and shake.

In the distance, streaks of escaping light appeared at the end of the sky. They were so densely packed that there were hundreds of them, and they were flying towards here.

The three rays of escaping light at the front were particularly huge, dozens of feet long, and the aura of the person in the escaping light was also extremely huge, overwhelming the sky and the earth, shaking the void.

"Human ants only know how to win with more, so I will let you go today." The dragon-headed monster glanced into the distance, snorted coldly, and a dazzling golden light appeared all over its body.

After a shocking dragon roar, the scholar turned into a golden divine dragon dozens of feet long, soared into the sky, jumped into the clouds in mid-air, and disappeared in an instant.

The heavy heart finally let go, and he breathed a few times before recovering.

He had never felt that death was so close to him in reality. His back was sticky and he broke out in a cold sweat.

The dragon-headed monster disappeared, the black air drifted away from the people on both sides of the river, and people completely returned to normal.

"My body can move!"

"Run!"

The people screamed and fled in all directions.

Shen Luo ignored those people and looked at the ground not far away, where a yellow copper bell fell, which was exactly what the yellow talisman was transformed into.

This thing can make ghosts lose their consciousness, it is a good treasure.

He waved his hand and sucked it over, looked through it twice, and immediately put it away.

At this moment, those escaping lights in the distance flew towards them, fell down, and revealed figures one after another.

The first three had a majestic demeanor, their eyes flashed with divine light, and their cultivation was unfathomable.

The man in the middle is an old man wearing a yellow robe, with a stooped body and a yellow wooden cane. His hair is sparse and yellow, and the skin on his face and hands is like old tree bark. He looks like a dying tree.

But everyone around him took it as the center and did not dare to overstep it in the slightest.

To the left of the old man is a middle-aged man wearing a silver-threaded gold robe. He is tall and carries a silver sword behind his back.

On the right is a beautiful woman in a white palace dress with watery eyes that makes people want to look away after just one glance.

There are numerous figures behind the three of them, all of them are people with advanced cultivation. Judging from their clothing, most of them are people from the Tang Dynasty government, but there are also some monks from Huasheng Temple and Mount Putuo.

The Qinghua Fairy of Putuo Mountain whom Shen Luo had met before, the layman Mianyue of Huasheng Temple and others were all there.

Standing next to Fairy Qinghua was a young man, the young man surnamed Wu who had fought with him, but the girl surnamed Li was not among them.

Although Shen Luo's appearance changed when he entered Changpingfang, he returned to his original appearance after coming out. The young man named Wu quickly noticed him, and hatred suddenly flashed in his eyes.

Shen Luo glanced at the other party, his eyes fluctuated for a moment, but he soon regained his composure.

His cultivation has advanced to the soul-condensing stage, so naturally he will not take the grudges of the monks in the fasting stage like the young man named Wu into his heart.

"What's going on here?" the old man in yellow robe asked, his cold eyes scanning towards Shen Luo, Lu Huaming and others.

"Greetings to Senior Huang Mu, the four of us were ordered to return to Chang'an City from Yinling Mountain. After entering the city, we found that there were ghosts here, and we immediately came to check. However, we are not very clear about the specific things. This Brother Shen is me. A friend of mine who is a casual cultivator arrived earlier than us, so let’s ask him to explain." Lu Huaming stepped forward and bowed to the old man in yellow robe, then pointed his finger and said.

"Brother Shen, this is Master Huangmu, a minister of the Tang Dynasty government. He has a very high status and speaks politely. He likes people with good etiquette." Lu Huaming's message rang in Shen Luo's mind.

"Junior Shen Luo, I have met all the seniors." His eyes moved, he stepped forward and saluted the yellow-robed old man, and then clasped his fists and saluted the others. There was nothing wrong with his posture or expression.

"Young people are neither arrogant nor impatient, that's right. Tell me, what's going on here?" Master Huangmu nodded with satisfaction and asked.

"Senior Qi, this is what happened..." Shen Luo told the story in detail, starting from when he went to the Tang Dynasty government to find Lu Huaming, and continued until now.

But he hid all the things that involved him, such as shadow Gu, general ghosts and other things.

There was also the old man in gray robe. He subconsciously didn't want others to know and didn't say it out loud.

After listening to this, Master Huang Mu and others' expressions changed again and again, even though they were all highly cultivated and well-informed people.

"Lu Huaming, I remember that you were involved in the previous Jubaotang incident. Later, it was reported that the ghost of the Jinghe Dragon King had been sealed again. How could he appear here?" The young woman in the palace skirt asked Lu Huaming, her voice soft and waxy. It made people's bodies become softer by three points.

"I am also very confused about this matter. It may be that I made a mistake in my judgment last time and did not seal the Dragon King ghost. It may also be that someone from the body training altar recently entered the underworld and released the Dragon King ghost." Lu Huaming lowered his head and said.

After hearing this, the young lady in the palace skirt frowned, obviously not very satisfied with Lu Huaming's response.

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