The Dream Master

Seeing Hu Yong chasing more and more tightly, Shen Luo's wrist turned, and a thunder-falling talisman flung down in front of him, his feet turned sharply, his figure staggered with the thunder talisman, and flashed toward the other side. Away.

As soon as Hu Yong from the rear caught up, there was a thunder blast!

A snow-white thunder light with the thickness of an arm fell straight on his head.

Hu Yong's eyes suddenly condensed, and a cyan thunder and lightning flashed under his feet, which was dangerously and dangerously evaded.

However, even though the Thunderfall Talisman could not directly hit his body, the air and smoke that burst when it burst inevitably hindered him, slowing his pursuit speed.

Shen Luojian used this fleeting opportunity to show off his figure, distanced himself from it, and shuttled towards the dense forest.

However, just as he was about to step out of the bare soil area, there was a young man wearing a round-necked robe and stepping on a long sword to break through the dense branches of the forest, and the sword slammed into it.

In a rush, the sinking was too late to avoid the dodge, so he could only fall down and back to the ground again.

He whispered "unlucky" in his heart, and when he looked up, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.

At the same time, the imperial sword man was also looking down at him. The two were separated from each other, with their eyes facing each other, and they said in unison: "Why are you?"

That person was not someone else, it was Lu Huaming, a member of the government who had a relationship before!

At that time, although Shen Luo only met this person late at night in the rivers of Songfan County, it was the first time he saw someone flying with a sword. At that time, he was envied and impressed.

Before Shen Luo wanted to understand, he listened to Lu Huaming shouting loudly: "Brother Jiacheng, be careful, avoid him."

"What Jiacheng? Who is that?"

Shen Luo was confused at first, and then suddenly remembered that when he heard the name "Lu Huaming" that day, he thought it was a "pseudonym" made up by him, so he casually ridiculed a "false name" and called himself "Shen Jiacheng".

Shen Luo woke up to the realization that Lu Huaming was reminding himself, and immediately his figure flashed and moved away to the other side.

As soon as he moved away, there was an explosion in the dense forest, and a dark black wind swept out, directly breaking seven or eight ancient trees and rushing out.

Shen Luo turned around and looked, and saw the yin wind rolling by the pond, and suddenly the black mist dispersed, revealing a withered man wearing a bronze armor and holding a bronze long sword.

His face was almost the same as that of Lu He who had been drained of blood. His skin was black and shriveled, his lips shrunk, exposing large black gums and white teeth, and two clusters of faint green light were shining in the two deep-set eye sockets.

As soon as this ghost general appeared, he instinctively wanted to continue chasing Lu Huaming, but as soon as he moved, he immediately stopped again, turned his head, and looked at the wine gourd hanging by the pond.

The ghost will pause for a while, seemingly attracted by the energy of the blood collected in the gourd, but instead of leaving Lu Huaming, he rushed towards the pond.

Hu Yong originally wanted to wait for an opportunity to kill Shen Luo, but when he saw this scene, he was suddenly shocked.

"Naughty animal, what do you want to do?"

After that, he screamed in his mouth, and the cyan lightning flashed under his feet, and he moved directly to the side, blocking the wine gourd, and patted the ghost with a palm.

The ghost general let out a vague growl, and a long sword in his hand pierced towards Hu Yong.

A peanut-sized black ball of light condensed from the tip of the bronze sword, and suddenly collided with Hu Yong's palm.

A cyan talisman lit up in his palm, followed by a burst of thunder, and several cyan thunderbolts came out, colliding with the black light cluster.

A loud "bang"!

The cyan electric light mixed with the black spot exploded at the same time, shooting swiftly in all directions, causing continuous explosions in the void, and the ghost and Hu Yong were also forced to retreat by this force.

Hu Yong took the wine gourd hanging in the air and landed on the other side of the pond. He glanced at the ghost general and Shen Luo hesitantly. Originally it was not a difficult task for him, but it became more and more difficult. The more complicated it is, it makes his face more and more ugly.

After hesitating for a while, he still flipped his hands, took out a cyan talisman, and pasted it on the wine gourd.

I saw a flash of light from the talisman paper, and the strong blood energy spilling from the gourd was quickly covered up.

The ghost general didn't seem to have high intelligence. He couldn't smell the blood, and stopped moving for a while, turning his head stiffly, looking at several people in Shenluo, as if hesitating who should attack first.

Shen Luo looked at the foreground, and he could roughly see the level of cultivation of several people. Among them, Hu Yong and the ghost generals were both in the later stage of the soul-condensing stage, while Lu Huaming seemed to have the middle-stage cultivation of the soul.

Even if he could join forces with Lu Huaming, he was probably not Hu Yong or Gui Jiang's opponent, and he didn't dare to act rashly at the moment. For a while, the scene was surprisingly quiet.

However, the short-term peace did not last long, and the ghost general still took a turn and pounced on Lu Huaming with a thunderous momentum.

Hu Yong's eyes were also cold, and he went to sink.

"Brother Jiacheng, what's the matter with you?" Lu Huaming asked in his heart while avoiding the pursuit of ghosts.

"The servant wants to sacrifice the living person, open the seal here, and release the resentful soul of the Jinghe Dragon King underneath." Shen Luo could not transmit his voice, so he had to point to Hu Yong and shouted loudly.

Hearing this, Lu Huaming's expression suddenly changed, and his figure stopped abruptly. He no longer dodged the ghost from chasing after him. He held the simple long sword with one hand and pointed it at the blade.

Above the sword's edge, as his fingertips swept across, a layer of cyan sword light appeared.

A sharp cry of "Zheng"!

Lu Huaming slashed out with a sword, and the ancient sword suddenly shot out a solid sword light several meters long, cutting through the void and heading straight to the ghost general's head.

The ghost fire swayed in his eyes, holding the bronze long sword in both hands, slashing down without any fancy movements.

There was a layer of black evil spirit on the bronze long sword, and it came out like the essence, colliding with the sword light, and both burst at the same time, turning into a strong hurricane and rolling around.

When Lu Huaming retreated, he suddenly turned into a cyan afterimage, which disappeared from the spot in an instant.

"It's gone..." Shen Luoyan couldn't help being a little surprised when he saw this.

"Good boy, dare to be distracted?" At this moment, Hu Yong's sneered voice suddenly sounded behind Shen Luo.

Shen Luo suddenly felt a gust of wind coming behind him, and when he wanted to avoid it, it was too late.

Hu Yong didn't know when he had another cyan short axe in his hand, with cyan electric wires wrapped around the axe body. The "crackling" sounded constantly, and he slashed towards Shen Luo's head.

When sinking in a hurry, he could only turn around abruptly, clenching the handle of the golden knife with one hand and pressing the back of the knife with the other, and lifted the whole mana horizontally over his head, blocking it.

Hearing only a crisp sound of "Qiang", the golden long knife flashed with electricity and broke apart.