Big dreamer

Listening to everyone's admiration and cheers for Shen Luo, the person who feels the most depressed right now is naturally none other than Zhou Yu.

Previously, he got the hint from the leader and used some tricks to teleport Shen Luo to the swamp. After that, he continued to lure monsters to attack Shen Luo. Naturally, he didn't want Shen Luo to succeed at all.

In the picture, Shen Luo has stepped into the square, and everyone has begun to break the Vajra Demon Circle Formation.

"Thanks to Fellow Daoist Shen for breaking through the illusory formation, otherwise our entire army would have been wiped out during this training and no one would win." Lin Qianqian smiled slightly and said.

"Yes, in this case, is there still a need to fight for this immortal apricot?" Zen Master Chiyue raised one hand and said.

"The merit of breaking the formation will naturally go to fellow Taoist Shen, but this is a trial after all. We, who have been ordered by the master to come to fight for the immortal apricot, can give up so easily?" Kulin Tutuo said with a frown. .

"You don't have to worry. Personal friendship is personal friendship, and experience is experience. Who can win will naturally depend on his ability. Besides, if you are so humble, don't you look down on Shen?" Seeing this, Shen Luo said.

"What Fellow Daoist Shen said makes sense. If you don't go all out, you will be ashamed of your master and everyone who participates in the competition." Zheng Jun also said.

As soon as these words came out, everyone rekindled their fighting spirit and said one after another: "Haha, in this case, I just have a fun battle with you, so this trip is not in vain."

After everyone discussed it, they began to break the formation.

Without the phantom formation covering the center of the formation, the Vajra Demon Subduing Circle formation was still very strong. It could not be broken by one person alone. In the end, several people joined forces to break it.

When the light shield covering the forest shattered, the bodies of Shen Luo and the others suddenly lit up, and they all rushed in with all their strength, rushing towards the neem tree.

Huang Ting took out a green talisman at some point, raised her hand and put it against her heart. Her whole body was suddenly enveloped by a green whirlwind, and her figure flew out with a "whoosh", heading straight for the neem tree.

However, just as she was a hundred feet away, a blue light suddenly bloomed in front of her, and a blue light sword as wide as a door panel suddenly fell from the sky, slamming down like an insurmountable high wall, blocking her in front of her.

There was an iron chain as thick as an arm attached to the hilt of the giant sword on the door panel. It was quickly retracted with a "canglanglang" sound, and Zheng Jun's figure fell from the sky with it, and stood firmly on the sword.

"Sorry, I took this fairy apricot for Senior Sister Lin." Zheng Jun said with a naive smile.

Lin Qianqian's figure shuttled past him like a spiritual butterfly, jumped up lightly, said "Thank you" in her mouth, and then went straight to the neem tree.

"Amitabha……"

At this moment, a Buddhist chant suddenly sounded.

Lin Qianqian looked back and found that more than ten feet away, Zen Master Chiyue was raising a palm and chanting something quickly.

She suddenly felt something bad in her heart, and just when she was about to speed up and rush forward, the ground in front of her suddenly shook violently, and a dark gatehouse that looked like it was made of copper and iron rose from the ground, blocking her way.

Seeing this, Lin Qianqian raised her hand to pinch the magic formula, and suddenly slashed forward with her palm.

A ray of light flew out from his palm, landed heavily on the gate tower, and suddenly exploded.

"Boom"

There was a heavy sound, and dazzling light exploded in all directions, but the gate tower did not move at all.

Just as Lin Qianqian was about to approach, the two doors with the faces of evil spirits engraved on them below the gatehouse suddenly opened inward, revealing a dark vortex. As it spun slowly, there was a strong pulling force.

Lin Qianqian suddenly felt that her whole body was wrapped by invisible threads, and her speed suddenly slowed down.

Chi Yue took one step forward, and the moonlight under his feet condensed, as if they had gathered together to form a spiritual boat running close to the ground, carrying him forward and gliding at a high speed, heading straight to the center.

"Fellow Taoist Chiyue, don't be anxious."

At this moment, Bai Xiaotian's voice suddenly came. He stepped on a flying sword and flew straight towards him. However, he did not hold the commonly used demon-subduing pestle in his hand, but replaced it with a folding fan. His magic weapon called the folding fan is "the finishing touch".

This treasure was passed down by the Bai Xiaotian family, but the Bai family didn't know the true origin of this treasure. It was only after entering Huasheng Temple and the guidance of his master that he truly understood the power of this treasure.

As soon as Bai Xiaotian finished speaking, the folding fan in his hand unfolded with a "squeak" and swept out towards Chiyue.

One side of the fan has an image of Buddha, and the other side has a pattern of two dragons playing with a pearl. When Bai Xiaotian waves his fan, a circle of golden lines lights up around the edges of the many images of Buddha, and the dragon ball on the other side also follows. It's generous and bright.

In an instant, the sound of wind and thunder exploded on the fan, and the air of cloud and rain surged out, turning into powerful waves of wind and rain that rushed out, scattering the moonlight under Zen Master Chiyue's feet, and his body was forced to be unable to move forward.

On the other side, Kulin Tutuo did not get entangled with them. Instead, he stepped away from the crowd, took a slight detour, and headed straight for the neem tree.

However, his movements naturally did not escape Nie Caizhu's sight, and his figure had already flown out to block her.

Shen Luo was left alone with no one to stop him.

He scratched his head in embarrassment, then used the Oblique Moon Step and rushed towards the neem tree.

The neem tree is a hundred feet tall and shaped like a ginkgo. It has a straight trunk and lush branches and leaves. The tree body exudes a slightly bitter smell. There is an irregular gray and white stone platform under it, with a bright red triangular flag stuck diagonally on it.

There is a standing statue of Guanyin embroidered on the flag, which looks very beautiful.

Shen Luo quickly came to the tree. After looking around with his Nether Ghost Eyes, he found that there were no restrictions around him. Then he quickly stepped forward and grabbed the flag from the stone platform.

Outside the secret realm, everyone cheered when they saw this scene.

"Brother Shen really got it. As long as he persists until the time is up, he will win..." Li Shu also said happily.

"Didn't you see that everyone else was letting go? Even if they hadn't, with the help of Junior Sister Nie and that Huasheng Temple, it would be impossible for him not to win?" Lu Ying rolled her eyes and said speechlessly.

Liu Qing's bright eyes kept falling on Shen Luo's face, wondering what she was thinking about.

Wu Ming on the side had a stiff face, his eyes drifted towards Zhou Yu in the square, and anxiety gradually appeared in his eyes.

In the square, Zhou Yu sat on a big chair, looking at Shen Luo calmly, but the hands hidden in his sleeves clenched tighter and tighter.

Suddenly, his brows seemed to twitch slightly, and the tightly clenched palms in his sleeves loosened. The corner of a bronze formation disk was slightly exposed in his palms, and a trace of golden light flashed slightly on it.

Wei Qing, who was sitting next to him, turned his head and glanced as if he was feeling something, and then looked at the Xuantian Mirror.