Big dreamer

As soon as Shen Luo entered the water, he released his spiritual consciousness. With the abundant water-attributed spiritual energy, his spiritual consciousness became more sensitive. He soon found the trace of the deer-headed ghost and followed it from the bottom of the water.

After walking in the lake for more than half an hour, the ghost suddenly turned into a reed bush and entered a river.

Shen Luo followed it all the way, walked hundreds of steps up from the river, and came to a private garden.

He knew that he should be close to his destination, so he put away his spiritual consciousness, suppressed the fluctuations of his magic power, and followed carefully.

The river passed through the house, and one section of it was expanded into a small landscape lake in the private house. There was an open area beside the lake, facing a tall theater in front.

Sure enough, the deer-headed ghost came to the shore of the small lake, got out of the water and landed directly, and went to the open square next to it.

Shen Luo carefully looked around through the water and saw that there were a lot of weeds growing around the lakeshore. The tall theater building was also slightly dilapidated, and there were fallen leaves all around, which was enough to show that this private house seemed to have been abandoned. .

"What's going on? Why did this guy come back?" At this moment, a surprised voice suddenly sounded.

Shen Luo hurriedly looked over there and saw a short and fat middle-aged man in a red brocade robe standing in front of the deer-horned ghost, looking at it with a puzzled expression on his face.

"Could it be that he encountered a strong enemy and fled back by instinct?" Another voice also sounded.

A tall woman in a green satin robe also walked into Shen Luo's sight. She had a graceful figure and a beautiful face, but there was a layer of dark green scales on her exposed arms, which looked a little creepy.

As she spoke, the woman's phoenix eyes suddenly turned and scanned the small lake.

Shen Luo subconsciously sank his body, restrained his breath, and sank to the bottom of the water like a stubborn stone, motionless.

After waiting for a while, there was no sound outside, and he floated up a little again, looking towards the lakeside, but it was already empty, with no one in sight.

Shen Luo frowned slightly and began to move towards the lakeside.

When he arrived at the lakeside, he slowly surfaced, crouched and looked into the distance.

In the middle of the square dozens of feet away in front, there were two people sitting opposite each other, with a three-foot-high altar formation built in front of them, surrounded by dark red skulls, and the range was more than ten feet, forming a round shape of two yin and yang.

In the middle of the altar, nine bloody human heads were piled up to form a small Jingguan, with a triangular dark red flag on each side, painted with strange black runes.

The two people sitting outside the altar were the short and fat man and the tall woman. They were pinching their hands and constantly transferring their magic power to the four small flags beside the Jingguan.

When the flags were shaking, a large amount of black mist surged out, and a black mist vortex that was constantly rotating was condensed in the middle of the magic circle.

In the middle of the vortex, there were shadows, and ghosts of various shapes flew out one after another.

After these ghosts landed, they began to walk around in a daze, but before they could walk far, blood lights flew out from the Jingguan made of human heads and hit the eyebrows of these ghosts.

The ghosts who seemed to be distracted just now suddenly had red eyes and a fierce aura on their bodies. They scattered around, and many of them jumped directly into the river and went to various places in the city along the river.

Shen Luo couldn't understand at this moment that this was probably the reason why ghosts suddenly appeared in various places in the city.

However, judging from what he had seen and heard, there might be more than one altar for summoning ghosts.

Shen Luo carefully observed the fluctuations of the two people's auras and found that they seemed to be in the late stage of the Qigong. He hesitated whether to take action and destroy the magic circle directly?

It would be even better if he could capture the two alive.

At this moment, Shen Luo suddenly felt a great alarm in his heart, and his spiritual sense suddenly released. He immediately found that hundreds of mana fluctuations were coming from the surrounding water. He was actually surrounded by hundreds of ghosts in the center.

"Oh no, I've been discovered." Shen Luo sighed lightly, and no longer hid his figure. He suddenly jumped up and wanted to rush out of the water.

"Daoyou, this road is blocked..." But at this moment, a loud shout came from above.

A thin old man in a gray and white Taoist robe suddenly appeared above his head, raised his foot and stepped heavily on Shen Luo.

A green light surged above, and a green footprint with a radius of more than ten feet fell from the air, followed by a huge force.

As soon as Shen Luo rushed out of the water, he felt a strong pressure coming from above. He hastily raised his fist with one arm, condensed his magic power and smashed it upward.

This punch soared into the sky, and the water surface below suddenly surged with huge waves. A blue giant fist condensed from liquid rushed into the air and smashed on the huge green footprint.

"Boom"!

The blue giant fist exploded in response, and countless water vapor burst out and scattered, turning into a rainstorm and falling down.

Shen Luo's figure fell rapidly, hitting the water like a meteorite, stirring up a huge wave. He was actually stepped into the bottom of the water, and his back hit a reef heavily, and he couldn't help but groan.

"A cultivator in the middle stage of soul condensation..." Shen Luo's heart trembled, and he immediately pinched a water avoidance trick again.

As soon as the blue light curtain enveloped him, the surrounding water flowed back again, and hundreds of sinister ghosts rode the water waves and rushed towards him with evil eyes in their eyes.

Seeing this, Shen Luo snorted coldly and groaned softly in his mouth. He pinched the weird magic formula in one hand and raised one arm with the other hand. The whole arm was covered with a layer of rich blue light.

"Cut." He shouted in a low voice and slashed his arm forward.

A dazzling aqua-blue light flew out from his arm, turning into a half-moon arc and hitting the surging tide.

The water waves rising all over the sky suddenly stopped for a short time, and a brilliant blue light lit up in the middle, like a ray of skylight suddenly shining in front of Shen Luo's eyes.

The turbulent water waves suddenly opened a huge ravine where the blue light lit up, and continued to expand until the entire lake was divided into two halves.

The ghosts in the water were also suppressed by this water scoring technique, and were trapped in the water and unable to break out.

Shen Luo stood on the rocks at the bottom of the lake, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and chanted again.

The next moment, waves surged in the lake water on both sides, and two rotating water blades the size of millstones emerged, stirring up two huge waves in the two halves of the split lake water.

Hundreds of ghosts were involved, and were torn into pieces by bursts of powerful force.

Shen Luo patted the Qiankun bag on his waist to absorb the evil energy around him. At the same time, he shouted loudly and suddenly waved his hands upward.

"Rumble..."

A sound of surging water was heard from the lake, and two huge whirlpool water blades rose into the air, heading toward the lake hanging above.

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