Big dreamer

Shen Luo immediately noticed the situation on the middle-aged scholar's side. He had personally experienced the power of the Golden Light Sword Formation. The middle-aged scholar could actually compete head-on with this sword formation. His strength was beyond his comparison.

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

He looked in the direction of the Tang Dynasty government office, but there was still no one coming over there, obviously not paying attention to the situation here.

He gritted his teeth slightly, turned over his hand and took out the green short axe, and struck the middle-aged scholar in the air.

Thick cyan thunder and lightning flew out from the hatchet, and instantly condensed together to form a cyan thunder and lightning as thick as a bucket, like a thunder and lightning angry dragon, pounced on the middle-aged scholar with its fangs and claws.

Shen Luo has now advanced to the soul condensation stage and has been able to fully unleash the power of the blue short axe.

But a dark shadow flashed in front of the middle-aged scholar, and a black ghost ghost four to five feet tall appeared, and he opened his mouth to take a breath. .

The thick cyan lightning flashed into the ghost's mouth and was swallowed in one gulp without causing any harm to the opponent.

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

Although the cyan thunder and lightning contained in the short ax is not as powerful as the red lotus karma fire, it is also quite effective in restraining ghosts, and it was actually swallowed by this ghost.

After a slight delay, the two black dragon claws had already forced their way through the countless sword shadows in the light pillar, grabbed the dragon's head in the sword formation, and were about to pull it outward.

A "buzz" sound was heard from the sky-high sword, and a golden sword shadow with a size of dozens of feet and a strange shape emerged from the sword formation, with golden light and sword energy soaring to the sky.

The huge sword shadow also exuded a mighty demon-slaying aura. As soon as it appeared, it immediately slashed out in the air and struck two black dragon claws.

Just hearing a "sneak" sound, the two black dragon claws were easily chopped off like paper, turned into black energy and evaporated by the golden sword light.

The middle-aged scholar was also slashed away with a sword and landed on the wooden bridge.

When Shen Luo saw this scene, he felt happy. After thinking for a moment, he also landed on the wooden bridge.

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

The black ghost also flew down and landed next to the middle-aged scholar. It stared at Shen Luo with its scarlet eyes, full of warning.

"Wei Zheng is really powerful. He has been dead for many years, but this golden light sword formation is still so powerful that Gu can't get close to him. I can't say that I can only follow those people's ideas and let these greedy humans sacrifice their lives to break the formation for Gu." The middle-aged scholar looked at the golden beam of light in the river. He was not depressed because he was knocked away. He said to himself calmly.

"Who are you, your Excellency? You want to use such cruel means to break this formation? You still have compassion and confidence for a koi, but you are so disregardful of human life, and you are not afraid of retribution!" Shen Luo heard the other party's muttering from a distance, and his face showed With an angry look, he said in a deep voice.

"Hmph! Wei Zheng's son killed the solitary boy in front, and shocked the solitary dragon's head to the bottom of the river with the golden sword energy. The Li family complies with the destiny. Should everyone of my Jinghe tribe lie on the chopping block?" The middle-aged man said. The scholar said coldly.

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

"Human boy, I have big things to do today. Seeing that you helped me out of trouble that day, I will not take your life today. I will retreat quickly if I am interested. If I continue to entangle you, don't blame me for being ruthless." The middle-aged scholar did not answer Shen Luo's words and said coldly.

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

The black energy on his body quickly engulfed his figure completely, and started to roll like waves.

Bursts of obscure spells came out from the black light, as if some kind of secret technique was being cast. The dragon head in the golden light sword formation stopped roaring, and a black air appeared around it, intertwined with the blood and light.

There was a "boom", as if adding fuel to the fire, and the bloody light immediately flourished.

The eyes of the dragon head also showed streaks of blood, as if they were coming to life, and they were constantly hitting the sword array from the inside.

The dragon's head stopped roaring, and the people on both sides of the river suddenly resumed their actions. They dared not stay here, but rolled and crawled away towards the distance, and soon they were all gone.

To Shen Luo's surprise, the middle-aged scholar did not stop these people from escaping and continued to recite the incantation.

The black energy surrounding his body suddenly spread on the ground, and in the blink of an eye, the surrounding area of ​​more than ten feet was dyed with black energy.

The black gas was so dense that it looked as if a huge black hole had opened in the ground, which was frightening.

Shen Luo was secretly shocked and immediately flew back a distance.

Countless black runes emerged from the black air, and they quickly gathered together, forming a magic circle pattern in the blink of an eye, flashing endlessly.

Ghosts emerged from the magic circle one after another, and dozens of ghosts appeared in the blink of an eye, surrounding the middle-aged scholar.

The auras of these ghosts are quite powerful, and they are all above the Bigu stage. Especially a few ghosts, the ghost aura on their bodies is extremely huge, they are definitely at the Soul Condensation stage, and Shen Luo can't feel it clearly.

"There are more and more ghosts. It's impossible for the Tang government to miss such a big movement here. Why hasn't anyone come yet?" Shen Luo was anxious.

He alone could not deal with so many ghosts, let alone stop the middle-aged scholar from collecting the dragon heads in the formation.

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

"What are you doing? This place is dangerous, leave quickly..." He was anxious and shouted.

But just in the middle of speaking, his voice stopped.

Those people looked dazed, and their bodies were wrapped with a black air current, like a small dragon, circling rapidly around their bodies. It was obviously controlled by someone using strange magic.

These people had no reaction to Shen Luo's voice, and walked heavily towards the golden sword array in Hanoi.

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

But as soon as he moved, a black shadow flashed in front of his eyes, and the ghostly ghost appeared in front of him. The movement was incredibly fast, and it really looked like a ghost. A black ghost claw pierced his chest.

Shen Luo was startled, two rays of moonlight appeared on his feet, and the person disappeared out of thin air, leaving the ghost and ghost to catch him.

The next moment, his figure appeared several feet away, and the green short ax in his hand slashed out again.

There was a loud crackle of thunder, and a thick cyan lightning shot out again and struck at the ghost.

At the same time, Shen Luo pinched his sword a little with his other hand, and a red sword light shot out from his body. It was the pure Yang sword embryo, slashing at the ghostly ghost from another direction as fast as lightning.

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

A swirling black halo appeared in its mouth, emitting a majestic devouring force, and a strong wind blew in the air nearby.

The cyan thunder and lightning and the pure Yang sword embryo were like two fishes, swooping into the mouth of the ghost and being swallowed by it.

Inside the ghost ghost object is a black space, which looks somewhat similar to the Qiankun Bag. Countless filaments of black energy are floating here, wrapping the cyan lightning and pure Yang sword embryos in layers, and quickly eroding inside.

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

The pure Yang sword embryo was also wrapped with black threads, tightly imprisoned, and the black threads were also eroding towards the inside of the sword embryo.

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