Big dreamer

"Hey, you are so tenacious..." Shen Luo exclaimed softly, seeming a little surprised.

The powerful and heavy blow of the dragon horn only pierced half of his skull, but failed to penetrate his head with one blow.

Seeing that the giant crocodile still had the power to fight back, Shen Luo's Huang Ting Sutra skill, which he had little control over, started to move. His body spun in mid-air, and with the help of this force, he swooped down and punched the dragon horn cone.

Only a layer of golden light, so indifferent that it was almost invisible, suddenly lit up from outside his body, wrapped around his whole body and formed a blurry golden fist shadow, which hit the dragon horn cone heavily.

"Boom"

There was a thunderous roar, and the golden fist shadow penetrated with a force of force, and immediately smashed the dragon horn into the ground, and even the head of the giant crocodile was smashed into a bloody mess.

Fairy Qinglian and the other three saw this scene through the hanging mirror, and a little surprise flashed in their eyes.

"I wonder if you have noticed that the way he exerts force with this punch seems to have some hint of Tiangang Qi?" Huang Tong was the first to say. .

"Not only has the shadow of Tiangang Qi, this boxing technique seems to be at least 45% similar to one of the thirty-six Tiangang soldiers in Tiangong. But the weirdest thing is that the way his magic power operates seems to be similar to Huang Tingjing of Fangcun Mountain. The skills are somewhat related," said the knowledgeable Master Guanyue.

What they said is true. Shen Luo's punch just now was indeed learned from the Thirty-Six Tiangang Soldiers in his dream. However, in his dream, he could achieve 90% similarity. In this world, he could only imitate four or five of them at most. point.

"Isn't he from the Tang Dynasty government? How can he know the Tiangong magic?" Huang Tong frowned.

"I heard from disciples who knew Shen Luo that Shen Luo also joined the Tang Dynasty government halfway. Before, I only knew that he studied under the Xiaomaoshan lineage, and then stayed at the Bai family in Jianye. I don't know what experience he had after that. Maybe it was It’s not necessarily true that he received the inheritance from Tiangong and Fangcun Mountain before joining the government,” Fairy Qinglian thought for a moment and said.

"In this case, the reason why he entered the realm so quickly can be explained. In addition, the possibility of him practicing the secret skills of the demon clan can be basically ruled out. After all, it is difficult to practice both immortal and demon techniques at the same time. I promise not to fight with myself," Guanyue said.

"What Uncle Master said makes sense." Huang Tong also agreed.

"In this case, there is no need to observe carefully. When the results of the secret realm experience come out, if he can really win, I will find a way to lure him into our Putuo Mountain." After hearing this, Fairy Qinglian said after a moment of silence.

After saying that, she raised her hand and waved, and the picture on the hanging mirror was blurry at first, as if it was covered by clouds and fog, but soon the clouds and fog dissipated, and Nie Caizhu's figure appeared in the picture.

"Why, you still don't trust your apprentice?" Huang Tong asked.

"Although Caizhu's realm is not weak, for so many years, in order to pursue a breakthrough to the Mahayana stage as soon as possible, she has been practicing in seclusion and has almost no actual combat experience." Fairy Qinglian said.

"Even so, there is nothing to worry about. The monsters in the late stage of out-of-body and above have all been imprisoned by us. The only ones that can still move around at this moment are low-level monsters that do not pose a fatal threat to them." Huang Tong said.

Upon hearing this, Fairy Qinglian nodded silently and put away the Hanging Sky Mirror with a wave of her hand.

In the secret realm, Shen Luo had just peeled off the demon elixir after killing the crocodile, when Zhao Feiji came back with the corpses of a wild leopard and a cat spirit in his hands.

"Let's go. There was quite a commotion just now. Don't cause any more trouble. Let's leave here first." Shen Luo said to Zhao Feiji after putting away the magic weapon.

The latter had just snatched the souls of the two monster beasts, then returned the Qiankun bag that sank to his waist, and began to practice silently.

Strangely enough, after leaving the vicinity of the swamp, Shen Luo did not encounter any more monster attacks along the way, and soon came to a dense primitive jungle.

Walking outside the mountain forest, Shen Luo suddenly heard the sound of a fight coming from ahead. He carefully controlled his breath and quietly followed the sound and came closer. He saw a woman in the dense forest ahead with two black figures. Fight.

The two black figures were the same size, similar in body shape, and wore exactly the same clothes. Even the hats on their heads were almost the same, except that one held a black spear in his hand, and the other held a scimitar. .

"Why is it her..." Shen Luo recognized at a glance that the woman was the female crown from Taiying Temple.

He held a white whisk in his hand. Every time he swung it, thousands of crystal threads on the whisk flew, stabbing at the two black figures, but they were always dodged or pushed back.

The two black figures cooperated with each other very skillfully and accurately. One was fighting at a mid-range, and the other was attacking closely, forcing the female crown to retreat steadily.

Shen Luo looked at the movements of the two people. Although he could feel the fluctuations of spiritual power, he could not detect the aura on their bodies, and he couldn't help but feel a little confused.

At this moment, the female crown gave a sharp shout, and the white whisk swept out from her hand, forcing the figure holding the spear back, and suddenly slapped her side and back with her other hand.

A crimson light lit up in his palm, and a talisman suddenly ignited in his hand. A ball of crimson flame surged out with a roar, engulfing the knife-wielding figure who was pursuing him closely.

"boom"

With a roar, the flame suddenly burst out, and the black figure hurriedly retreated from it. There were signs of burning everywhere on his body, especially the hat on his head, which had been burned through most of it.

Shen Luo saw the man's "face" clearly through the burned-through bamboo hat.

There was nothing visible above his cheeks, and no facial features were visible. There was only an oval face outline, and some wooden textures could be seen vaguely on it. It was evident that it was carved from wood.

"No wonder I can't detect the aura..." Shen Luo suddenly realized that the two men in black were both puppets.

After watching for a while, Shen Luo planned to avoid this place and continue to rush towards the neem tree.

But just as he was about to leave, he suddenly heard an exclamation, stopped and looked over there.

At this glance, I discovered that where the female crown and the puppet were fighting, a dense vine suddenly emerged from the ground. The female crown's legs had been entangled by several black vines as thick as an arm.

There was a slightly panicked look in her eyes, and she swiped the whisk in her hand and hit the vines under her. Before she could touch her, another vine shot out from the ground, and very quickly covered her arms and whisk. Tangled up.

Immediately afterwards, the black vines pulled around, and the female crown felt a strong tearing force, and she immediately let out a cry of pain.