The Dream Master

Shen Luo immediately noticed the situation on the middle-aged scholar. He had personally experienced the power of the Golden Light Sword Formation. The middle-aged scholar was able to compete head-on with this sword formation. The strength was beyond his ability.

But this golden light magic circle in the river is upright, and the suppressed dragon head should be an evil thing and must not be taken away.

He looked in the direction of Datang's official mansion. No one came over there yet, obviously he hadn't noticed the situation here.

He gritted his teeth slightly, flipped his hand and took out the cyan hatchet, and slashed at the middle-aged scholar.

A thick blue thunder and lightning flew out from the hatchet, and instantly gathered together to form a bucket-thick blue thunder and lightning, like a thunder and lightning dragon, leaping towards the middle-aged scholar with its teeth and dancing claws.

Shen Luo has now reached the soul-condensing stage, and can completely catalyze the power of the cyan hatchet.

But a dark shadow flashed in front of the middle-aged scholar, a black ghost of four to five feet high emerged, and he opened his mouth to suck..

The thick blue thunder and lightning flashed into the ghost's mouth, and was swallowed in one bite, without causing any harm to the opponent.

"What!" Shen Luo's eyes widened slightly.

Although the blue thunder and lightning contained in the hatchet is not as powerful as the red lotus karma fire, it also has a restraining effect on ghosts, and was swallowed by the ghost in one bite.

After a delay, the two black dragon claws had forcibly broken through the numerous sword shadows in the light beam, grabbed the dragon head in the sword formation, and were about to pull outward.

A "Om" sound of the sword screamed into the sky, a golden sword with a size of several tens of meters and a very strange shape emerged from the sword array, with golden light and sword energy.

The huge sword shadow also exudes a mighty slashing aura, which immediately slashed out in the air as soon as it appeared, slashing on two black dragon claws.

Hearing a sneer "", the two black dragon claws were easily cut off like paper paste, turned into black energy and evaporated by the golden sword light.

The middle-aged scholar was also smashed by a sword and landed on the wooden bridge.

Seeing this scene, Shen Luo felt joyful, and after a little thought, he fell on the wooden bridge.

However, he did not get too close to the middle-aged scholar, falling twenty or thirty feet away.

The black ghost shot down and fell beside the middle-aged scholar, staring at Shen with scarlet eyes, full of warning.

"Wei Zheng is really powerful. He has been dead for many years. This Golden Light Sword Formation is so powerful that it is impossible to get close to oneself. No one can say that, according to the ideas of those people, these greedy human races can only sacrifice their lives and be alone." The middle-aged scholar looked at the golden beam of light in the river, and was not depressed because of being knocked into the air, and muttered to himself calmly.

"Who is your excellency? You want to use such cruel means to break this formation? You are compassionate and confident about a koi, but you are so disregarded of human life and not afraid of retribution!" Shen Luo Yuan heard the other party's self-talk, and said Angrily, said in a deep voice.

"Huh! Wei Zheng's child cuts the lonely in front, and shakes the lonely dragon's head at the bottom of the river with the golden light sword aura. The world of the Li family complies with the fate. Should all my Jinghe people lie on the chopping board?" The scholar said coldly.

"Zhangu? Dragon Head? You are the ghost of the Jinghe Dragon King! No, at the underworld that day, we obviously sealed you up!" Shen Luo suddenly understood the identity of this person, but said in disbelief.

"Trendy boy, Gu has a big thing to do today. For the sake of you that you used to help him get out of trouble, Gu will not take your life today. He will retreat quickly and get entangled again. Don't blame the lone man for being merciless." The middle-aged scholar did not answer Shen Luo's words, but said coldly.

Then the middle-aged scholar ignored him, sat down cross-legged on the bridge, and muttered something.

The black energy on his body was released, and his figure was quickly completely submerged, and he was tumbling like waves.

A burst of obscure spells sounded from the black light, seeming to be performing a certain secret technique. The dragon head in the golden light sword array stopped roaring, and a black air appeared all over it, intertwined with the blood and light.

With a "boom", it was like adding fuel to the fire, and the blood burst immediately.

The eyes of the dragon head also showed blood, as if it had come alive, continuously hitting the sword formation from inside.

The dragon's head stopped roaring, and the people on both sides of the river immediately resumed their actions, where they dared to stay here, crawling and fleeing far away, and quickly disappeared.

Surprisingly, the middle-aged scholar did not stop these people from escaping for their lives and continued to recite the mantra.

The black energy entwined around him suddenly spread on the ground, and in a blink of an eye the surrounding area of ​​more than ten meters was stained with black energy.

The black gas is so strong that it looks as if a huge black hole has opened in the ground, which is shocking.

Shen Luo was startled secretly, and his figure flew back a certain distance.

Countless black runes appeared in the black air, quickly condensed together, forming a magic circle pattern in the blink of an eye, flashing endlessly.

A group of ghosts emerged from the circle, dozens of ghosts appeared in the blink of an eye, surrounding the middle-aged scholars.

The auras of these ghosts are quite powerful, and they are all above the Bigu period, especially for a few ghosts. The ghost auras on their bodies are extremely large, absolutely at the level of the soul-condensing period, and the sinking is not clear.

"There are more and more ghosts. There is such a big movement here, it is impossible for the Datang government to not feel it, why has no one here yet." Shen Luo was anxious.

He alone can't deal with so many ghosts, let alone prevent the middle-aged scholar from collecting the dragon head in the formation.

At this moment, rushing footsteps came from both sides of the river bank, but a large crowd of people came over.

"What are you doing, this place is dangerous, leave quickly..." He shouted in a panic in his heart.

But just halfway through the conversation, the voice stopped.

The people looked at a loss, and their bodies were surrounded by a black air current, like a small dragon, hovering around their bodies quickly, apparently being manipulated by other techniques.

These people did not respond to the sound of the sinking, and walked heavily towards the golden sword formation in Hanoi.

After all, Shen Luo couldn't do to watch so many people die, so he cursed inwardly, and flew towards those people.

But he just moved, the black shadow in front of him flashed, and the ghost flashed, and his body was incredibly fast, really like a ghost, and a black ghost claw stuck straight into his chest.

Shen Luo was shocked, and two moonlight rays appeared on his feet, and the man disappeared out of thin air, allowing the ghost to catch it.

His figure appeared several feet away in the next moment, and the cyan hatchet in his hand slashed out again.

The crackling thunder sounded loudly, and a thick cyan thunderbolt shot out again towards the ghost.

At the same time, Shen Luo squeezed the sword art a little with the other hand, and a crimson sword light shot from him, it was the pure Yang sword embryo, slashing towards the ghost and ghost from the other direction.

A trace of contempt flashed in the ghost's eyes, and he opened his mouth as before.

A whirlpool-like black halo appeared in its mouth, emitting a majestic swallowing force, and the nearby air blew strong winds.

The cyan thunderbolt and the pure Yang sword embryo were like two fishes, which swallowed into the ghost's mouth with a whistling sound.

The ghost object is a black space, which looks a bit similar to the universe bag. Countless filaments of black air float here, enveloping layers of cyan thunder and lightning and pure Yang sword embryos, quickly eroding inside.

The cyan thunder and lightning drifted away quickly, as if dissolved in this space.

And the pure Yang sword embryo is also wrapped with black silk, which is firmly imprisoned, and the black silk is also eroding towards the inside of the sword embryo.

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