Big dreamer

"You're here just in time, let me test the transformation ability of these two dust phantom formations." Shen Luo changed his mind, made a secret with both hands, and changed the secrets continuously.

The white illusion formation suddenly changed, the magic formation disappeared without a trace, a layer of white mist appeared, filling the entire cave entrance, and a scene of fierce fighting emerged in the depths of the white mist, with various rays of light clashing fiercely, just separated by a There was a layer of white fog, making it difficult to see clearly.

Loud banging noises and intense mana fluctuations continued to come from the white mist, which was no different from a real fight.

Shen Luo nodded with satisfaction. Although the power of this simplified Liangyi dust formation was far less than the real Liangyi dust formation, it was much easier to activate.

When Bai Xiaotian saw this illusion that seemed to be real, he opened his mouth in surprise and was about to say something.

"Those people are almost here, enter the formation..." Shen Luo waved his hand and sent out a burst of blue light, which caught Bai Xiaotian and the Mirror Demon, entered the white mist, and disappeared.

Not long after the three people disappeared, a group of people flew from above and landed in a hidden place outside the cave. It was the big man surnamed Zhen and others.

Seeing the scene in the cave, several people were overjoyed.

"Hey, everything is just as Brother Zhen expected. The man named Shen started fighting with the tear demon." The black-bearded old man was the most impatient and wanted to go in immediately.

"Brother Huyan, don't worry, let them fight for a while, and we can decide the winner before we go in." The big man surnamed Zhen hurriedly stopped the old man.

"Brother Zhen said that I was impatient." The black-bearded old man also realized that he was too impatient and said with an apologetic smile.

"What are you waiting for? We have this young master and Zen Master Baoxiang here. A kid in the late stage of leaving the body and a tear demon who has just entered the Mahayana stage are nothing." The young man with the white fan closed the folding fan and said with a sneer, looking arrogant. appearance.

But Zen Master Baoxiang was very cautious, staring at the white mist inside the cave entrance, frowning slightly.

"What? Master, do you see what's the problem?" Although the young man with the white fan looks high-minded and domineering, he is very cunning on the inside. Seeing the expression on Zen Master Baoxiang's face, he asked immediately.

Zen Master Baoxiang did not answer him, but still looked into the cave, silent.

Although the fighting situation in Baiwu was real and the intense mana fluctuations were flawless, he still felt that something was wrong.

"I didn't expect that there would be a Mahayana cultivator. Only half of the two-yi dust illusory array was deployed. It seems that it is impossible to trick them into entering the array. We have to change our methods." In the two-yi dust array, Shen Seeing this scene, Luo sighed secretly and made a hand gesture.

The white light inside the hole suddenly became several times brighter, and projected outward, illuminating an area of ​​tens of feet outside. The white mist inside the magic circle began to rotate more rapidly, making a whistling sound.

The young man with the white fan, the big man surnamed Zhen, and others were startled and hurriedly hid in the dark to prevent the white light from shining on them.

"No, get out of here quickly!" Zen Master Baoxiang exclaimed.

The attention of several people was attracted by the white light at the entrance of the cave. White lines appeared on the ground under their feet at some point, which looked simple and mysterious.

"As expected of a Mahayana monk, I was indeed alert, but it's a pity it's too late!" In the magic circle, Shen Luo sneered, and his two techniques changed.

Those white lines suddenly burst into bright white light, enveloping the entire group.

The young man with the white fan, the big man surnamed Zhen, and Zen Master Baoxiang were all stunned. When they came to their senses, they had already appeared in a place shrouded in white mist.

"What is this place?" The expression of the young man with a white fan changed greatly, and he looked around in horror.

The same goes for Dahan Zhen and others, only Zen Master Baoxiang is still calm.

"It looks like this is a magic circle. We all underestimated that boy named Shen." Zen Master Baoxiang said in a deep voice, and the golden Zen staff in his hand struck out from all around like lightning.

Four golden rod shadows more than ten feet long shot out and hit the surrounding white mist.

There were loud "boom" and "boom" sounds, and four golden hurricanes rose into the sky, but the entire white space just shook slightly and immediately stabilized.

When Zen Master Baoxiang saw this, his expression turned completely grim, and he continued to use the golden Zen staff to attack the magic circle.

Seeing this, others also took action.

The young man with the white fan opened his mouth and spit out six red flying swords, forming a red sword array and slashing hard into the surrounding white space.

The big man surnamed Zhen turned over his hand and took out a fiery red gourd. With a press of the hand, a piece of red gravel shot out. Each one was the size of a bean. After falling in the air, it grew when the wind caught the wind. In an instant, it connected into one piece, forming a huge ball. Fire cloud.

The black-bearded old man sacrificed a black ghost-headed sword, which made a shrill whining and ghostly sound. There was a layer of black yin fire surrounding the blade, and he slashed hard at the white light curtain.

The middle-aged man in green robes and the two soul-condensing stage monks formed a three-talent formation, and worked together to activate the yellow stone tablet. Countless earth-yellow thunderballs shot out from it like rain, following closely behind the others.

Finally, the woman in the gold skirt held a long golden flag above her head. There was a pattern embroidered on the top of the flag, which looked like a golden glass bottle.

The woman in the gold skirt cast a spell, causing the long golden flag to dance. A piece of bright, mirror-like golden light shot out from the flag and struck into the surrounding white space.

The attacks of several people are not weak, but unfortunately this white forbidden space is extremely tough, except for splashing ripples, it has no effect.

Deep in the white space, Shen Luo sneered slightly.

Although these two phantom formations were only half deployed, they were so powerful that with the cultivation of Zen Master Baoxiang and others, they could not break them open with brute force.

However, it is not appropriate to let a few people bombard here.

He turned his head and looked into the depths of the cave, pointing a finger.

A thick red sword energy shot out from the formation and disappeared into the depths of the cave in a flash.

There was a loud "boom", and a ball of red light erupted there. Countless large and small gravels fell down, and most of the cave was collapsed and buried.

A sharp roar came from the depths of the cave, and then a huge ball of blue light shot out very quickly, crashing through the rubble that buried the cave with a bang, and stopped at the entrance of the cave.

The blue light flashed away, revealing a blue demon.

This demon is in human form, wearing a long blue dress, and its skin and hair are also blue. Every part of its body is blue, and it looks very weird.

Her appearance is charming, especially her big eyes, which are extremely smart and lively. However, this woman has a sinister look on her face, and her eyes are partly stubborn and partly fierce.

"Is this the tear demon?" Shen Luo looked at the blue demon.

The tear demon looked at the white light that filled the entire cave entrance and did not make a move for a moment.

Although she hated the human monks, she also recognized the powerful power they had. This white light put a lot of pressure on her and she did not act rashly.

"It seems like it's going to take some time here." Shen Luo sighed and pointed again.

A red flying sword shot out from the white light, turned into a red rainbow, and slashed in the direction of the tear demon.