Big dreamer

Seeing that he couldn't escape, Shen Luo twisted his body violently. His whole body was spinning on the water surface like a top. Waves of mana were released with his movements, causing the lake surface that had just been slightly stable to stir up waves again.

I saw him getting up from his body, suddenly clenching his fist and throwing it towards the sky. The magic power in his body suddenly surged up like a river, rushing out wildly. The waves of the lake water stirred by his magic power also rolled up at extremely high speed, and suddenly rushed up. Sky.

The water wave rising from the ground rotated violently, like a blue dragon, hitting the falling golden ingot, causing it to tremble with golden light and shake.

But its falling momentum only slowed down slightly, and then it continued to roll down again.

"This kid is really not weak in water magic." Qian Tong felt a little surprised when he felt the violent fluctuations coming from his magic weapon.

After that, he pinched the magic formula in his hand again and pointed towards the golden ingot in the air.

A black energy began to appear on the bright gold ingot, and it quickly spread, turning the entire ingot into a jet black color.

"tick"

Shen Luo suddenly felt a chill on his forehead, and a drop of black liquid suddenly fell silently from the top of his head.

A ray of sinister aura suddenly seeped into his eyebrows. .

Immediately afterwards, the sound of "tick" sounded one after another, and the gold ingot that turned into jet black color quickly melted, and a black rain fell, instantly drowning Shen Luo's entire body.

Before Shen Luo could use the water-avoiding technique, his whole body was wrapped in thick black liquid, and there was a sinister and sinister aura all over his body, penetrating through his skin and drilling into his body.

Seeing this, he felt no fear in his heart, but instead had some joy in his eyes.

As his mind turned and the magic power in his body activated, the Qiankun bag hanging around his waist immediately opened, and a dark light glowed inside.

Wisps of evil energy entangled outside his body suddenly surged crazily. They were absorbed by the stirring black light at the mouth of the Qiankun bag and began to flow into it rapidly.

"Haha, as expected, there is a Qiankun bag on him. Fellow Taoist Cangmu and fellow Taoist Nüchuan, will you kill this person in a moment? Don't grab this magic weapon from me." Qian Tong saw this and his face was filled with joy. Worse? He shouted loudly.

"Tsk, tsk, only you like that kind of ghostly thing." Nu Chuan glanced sideways and sneered.

"Friend Qian Dao, don't overdo it. Take care of him quickly. We still have business to do." Old Taoist Cangmu said with a frown.

After hearing this, Qian Tong's expression also calmed down a bit, revealing a trace of solemnity.

Immediately afterwards, he turned his wrist, and a dark purple talisman appeared in his palm. The runes on it were strange. The top was opened with the word "Ming", and the end was painted with a sinister face.

He just tossed it casually, and the purple talisman flew straight out and fell into the black water.

There was a sound of "Teng"? A ball of flames burst out from the purple talisman and burned violently. A thick black shadow emerged out of thin air from the flame of the talisman paper.

After it appeared, the surrounding black liquid immediately poured into the black shadow. It quickly condensed into a huge black ghost, exuding a rich death aura, and opened its mouth to bite Shen Luo.

The ghost opened its mouth wide. It was more than ten feet tall, and a dark vortex emerged from inside, spinning at an extremely fast speed.

Just as Shen Luo was about to use the Slanting Moon Step to escape from here, the Qiankun Bag around his waist suddenly swelled up at an extremely fast speed, and there were faintly visible streams of rich Yin energy rushing inside. It seemed that he was inspired by the vortex, pulling him towards the giant mouth. .

His eyes narrowed, and the magic power in his body circulated rapidly, and he rushed away in the opposite direction.

But on the other side, Qian Tong's figure suddenly flashed over and slapped him with a smile on his face.

Shen Luo quickly used his magic power to resist, but was still defeated. He was knocked back by a palm and flew back. The huge ghost behind him had opened its mouth and swallowed him whole.

"After entering the belly of an evil spirit like me, it won't take a moment for the evil spirit to erode, drain away the soul and intelligence, and turn me into a walking corpse. If I bring it back to the main altar, the Holy Master can also have an extra corpse." , It can be regarded as making the best use of it." Qian Tong clapped his hands and said quite proudly.

"Now that we have captured him, you can take care of him for a while. Nuchuan and I will continue to activate the Xuanyin Formation and summon ghosts from the Netherworld by relying on the formation alone. After all, the speed is still a bit slow." Cang Mu said slowly. said.

"No problem, feel free to go." Qian Tong nodded and said.

"Friend Qian Dao, except for the Qiankun bag, which is definitely yours, don't think about keeping other things privately. We will distribute them after we are done." The female hairpin turned around and said with a smile.

"That's natural." Qian Tong rolled his eyes and said with a "hehe" smile.

Hearing the words, Nu Chuan waved her palm, and a dim light flashed in the void a hundred feet away, and extremely thin black crystal lines appeared, criss-crossing each other, and they looked like spider webs.

Immediately afterwards, a black ring on his index finger flashed, and the spider web immediately shrank back, swept into the ring, and disappeared.

When he and Cangmu Laodao returned to the shore, Qian Tong raised his brows slightly, and a cunning look flashed in his eyes.

I saw the palm of his sleeve suddenly pinched, pinching a strange magic formula, and then a circle of pale golden light lit up in his eyes, exploring the evil ghost's body.

What he said before about wanting the Qiankun Bag was indeed true, but in fact, there was something he wanted more in his heart, which was the red flying sword that Shen Yuan briefly displayed when he first fought against Cang Mu Lao Dao.

He noticed a strange aura on the flying sword, so he stopped the other two from taking action, hoping to use the body of the evil ghost as a cover to swallow up the treasure.

As the golden light in his eyes lit up, the condition of the evil spirit's body was immediately revealed in his eyes.

At this moment, Shen Luo was being covered in countless black mucus on his hands, feet and back. The evil energy around him was constantly eroding. He was struggling hard, but he couldn't get away no matter what.

"Fellow Taoist, how about we discuss this? As long as you are willing to hand over a treasure, I can fake a mistake and let you go safely." At this moment, Qian Tong's voice suddenly sounded in Shen Luo's mind. .

At the same time, the evil energy that kept invading him suddenly stagnated slightly and stopped.

"What do you want? You can get it for yourself even if you kill me. Why do you need to discuss it with me?" Shen Luo knew that the other party was expressing sincerity, so he stopped struggling and asked calmly.

"This thing is different. It is the sword embryo that was conceived in your body. Once you die, it will be difficult to preserve this thing, right?" Qian Tong's voice sounded again.

Shen Luo frowned slightly, this guy was so greedy that he actually wanted to get the attention of his Pure Yang Sword Embryo!