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"This is the Kuntu Yiqi formation that the master bestowed on me. It needs the three of us to set it up together. Let's do it now." She took out the khaki-colored formation and said.

"Okay." Lian Shan and Gui Zang agreed.

The three of them then flew towards the sacred ginkgo tree, and the white stone pillars near the sacred tree lit up with a large amount of white light, forming a cloud-like barrier of light around the sacred tree.

"How should this array be arranged? Is it outside the Qianyuan Guixu array?" Lian Shan asked.

"No need, these two sets of magic formations are originally one, and they are combined to form the ancient Qiankun Mysterious Forbidden Formation, which is directly arranged in the Qianyuan Guixu Formation." Ba Snake said, urging the formation flag in his hand.

The array flags turned into streaks of yellow light, submerged in the Qianyuan Guixu array.

Chapter 1171

After half a day.

The ground near the Ginkgo God Tree trembled, and a layer of thick yellow light suddenly appeared on the white stone pillars, and they sank into the ground one after another. A yellow light curtain that was ten times thicker slowly emerged from the ground, covering the Ginkgo God Tree. in it.

The light curtain is in the shape of a hemisphere, more than ten feet thick, high into the sky, extending to the end of the field of vision left and right, without seeing the sides at all, and looks indestructible.

"This is the Heaven and Earth Profound Forbidden Formation? Such a large formation, even if the master's late-stage true immortal monks come here, they can't break through it!" Lian Shan looked at the huge formation and couldn't help admiring.

"Although this array is mysterious, it requires the three of us to work together to maintain its operation, and we can't be separated for a moment. The protection of the master's palace is also very important. If there is no manpower, everyone will have to work hard for a long time." Ba said the snake.

"Understood." Lian Shan and Gui Zang agreed.

The three demons sat in emptiness, urging the magic circle.

Time passed, and it was a day and a night in the blink of an eye.

In the short mountain cave, Shen Luo opened his eyes, the green light on his body gradually faded, and his tense complexion relaxed.

After this day and night of practice, he had already expelled as much as possible the devilish energy in his natal vitality. Although a lot remained in the end, it no longer eroded other vitality.

However, as more and more parts of his natal vitality were eroded by demonization, he could obviously feel his mood becoming more restless, and the idea of ​​bloodthirsty killing would emerge at every turn.

"It won't work like this. You must reach the stage of true immortality as soon as possible, and attract the thunder to forge your body, otherwise your body will not be infected by the devil energy, and you will become a bloodthirsty monster." Shen Luo frowned and said to himself.

He immediately shook his head, he did not work well to stabilize his mind, closed his eyes and exercised his skills, tempering the skyrocketing mana.

The blue light on his body flooded his body like a tide, but those waves of blue light obviously felt a little unstable.

Soon, more than ten days passed.

As the blue light on Shen Luo's body gradually faded away, he slowly opened his eyes, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

During this period of time, while he was running the poorly suppressing divine method to stabilize his mind, he was also running the unknown exercise to consolidate his cultivation. Although it was very hard work, the effect was actually very good.

It took only half a month before and after, but his cultivation realm was completely stabilized, and he could continue to practice diligently.

Shen Luo pondered for a moment, then turned his hands and took out something, but it wasn't the One Yuan True Water, but the Fenglei Xianzao.

He just sensed Wu Man'er and Xiao Bailong with his spiritual sense, and he is still healing, but with Wu Man'er's ability and Xiao Bailong's cultivation, he should be able to recover soon.

With the enmity between Xiaobailong and Nine-Headed Insect, we must fight him again.

He also wants to improve his strength as soon as possible, and the fastest way to improve at present is to take this Fenglei Xianzao to improve the cultivation of Huang Ting Jing.

Moreover, Fenglei Xianzao is extremely rich in spiritual power, and it is also good for the nameless exercises after taking it.

With a wave of Shen Luo's sleeves, a flag of formation fell everywhere in the secret room, and several layers of restrictions were opened.

After finishing these, he opened his mouth and swallowed the Fenglei Xianzao.

sizzle...

Countless golden electric sparks emanated from half of Shen Luo's body, and every pore was spewing out lightning, looking like a god of thunder and lightning.

But on the other half of his body, blue storms emerged, wrapped around his skin, flying in all directions, whining.

Two powerful spiritual forces were moving through his body, quickly penetrating into every part of his body.

The power of wind spirit is nothing more than the power of thunder spirit contained in the golden thunder and lightning. Wherever it passed, the remaining demonic energy in his body due to the previous demonization was swept away, and his whole body felt much more relaxed.

"This golden thunderbolt seems to have a very strong supernatural ability to destroy demons. It's great. With the power of thunder and lightning, I will be more confident in fighting against demon energy in the future." Shen Luo was overjoyed, and carried the Huang Ting Jing to spread the power of thunder and lightning to all parts of his body. place.

Wherever the golden thunder and lightning passed, not only was the residual demonic energy swept away, but the muscle meridians were also channeled, making the whole person feel ecstatic.

Just when the golden lightning current passed through his right shoulder, a bone-piercing icy breath suddenly emerged from his shoulder, accompanied by the sound of Jie Jie and ghost howling, the temperature of the entire secret room dropped suddenly.

Before Shen Luo could react, a puff of thick black smoke shot out from his shoulder, manifesting a phantom ghost head several feet in size, reaching up to the roof and down to the ground.

The ghost's head is black and black, with no hair on it, like a monk, with eyes as big as copper bells, shining with a faint cold light, and a bloody mouth with jagged fangs, looking like it wants to choose someone to eat .

Shen Luo's expression changed, he stood up abruptly, and stopped refining Fenglei Xianzao.

He recognized this black ghost head, it was the black ghost that was shot out of the stone box when he got the nameless technique, and then turned into a pattern and adsorbed on his body.

Back then, after he broke through the Qi refining period, the ghost head pattern disappeared, and he couldn't find it no matter what method he used. He thought it had completely disappeared. Now it seems that the ghost head just hid his whereabouts and hid in the deeper into his body.

Now the black ghost head is several times bigger than before, and its aura has also skyrocketed. It is almost comparable to a Mahayana monk, and it is a world of difference compared to then.

"I didn't expect you to still be here. Back then, I was able to pass the Dharma smoothly and step into the road of cultivating immortals. It was thanks to your help. Tell me your origin, and I won't make things difficult for you." Shen Luo quickly put away Surprised, said lightly.

But the black ghost head didn't seem to have much wisdom, staring at Shen Luo with blood-red eyes, and opened his mouth to let out a scream.

In an instant, the entire secret room was suddenly filled with the sound of howling ghosts and howling wolves, which was extremely ear-piercing.

A stream of black sound waves spewed out, exuding an invincible edge, deep dents were drawn on the floor and walls of the secret room, covering the entire sky and covering the sinking.

Shen Luo shook his head slightly and raised his hand.

There was a sound of "哗啦", and a thick blue water appeared in front of him.

The black sound waves hit the blue water and disappeared completely, as if a boulder fell into the sea, only setting off waves.

Shen Luo was startled, the water light he summoned had a lot of mana incorporated into it, the power was indeed extraordinary, but it was still far beyond his expectation to resist these black sound waves so easily.

"Could it be that this black ghost head is just a strong outsider?" He thought to himself, raising his hand to subdue the ghost with the Chunyang Sword.

But at this moment, the dark air in the secret room suddenly became strong, and the soft weeping sound suddenly sounded, it sounded like a baby's voice, it was thin and low, confusing, and it made people extremely irritated.

These crying sounds are like a thin needle, piercing into the depths of Shen Luo's mind unexpectedly.

Immediately, he became dizzy, his body froze there, and then his hands and feet trembled like dancing, and he couldn't control it at all.

"Dementor's voice!" Shen Luo's heart skipped a beat.

He has seen this frightening supernatural power in the classics. Once he has this spell, even if his cultivation level is higher than that of a ghost, he will not be able to break free. A puppet, controlled by it for a lifetime.

It's just that this technique is extremely rare, even in the underworld, only the existence of the level of Lord Yan of the Ten Temples can perform it.

Chapter 1172 Countermeasures

As the sobbing magic sound continued to pour into Shen Luo's mind, he felt more and more dizzy, his hands and feet danced uncontrollably, and he walked towards the black ghost step by step.

Annoyed at his carelessness, Shen Luo tried to use his mana to resist, but suddenly found that he had lost control of his mana, and the only thing he could barely control was the little power of the soul in his mind.

He hurriedly executed the Suppressing God Technique, Panlongbi seemed to sense the condition of his body, and there was a pure Yang force, which immediately resisted the influence of the dementor sound, and his dancing body seemed to stop.

Shen Luo felt a little relieved, and was about to suppress the soul with all his strength.

But the black ghost head in mid-air opened its mouth and roared again, and the dementor's voice in the secret room immediately became louder.

Shen Luo seemed to have been hit with a sap head-on, and the spirit that had finally been controlled was scattered again, and his mind became dizzy.

"It's over, kid!" The black ghost's mouth grinned, without the slightest ignorance before, he opened his mouth and let out a scream.

Countless black ghost whistling sound waves reappeared, as if a series of extremely fierce sword qi slashed towards Shen Luo's body.

But at this moment, thick white mist suddenly appeared in the secret room, drowning everything in an instant.

The black sound wave is like a mud cow entering the sea, easily swallowed by the dense white mist.

Shen Luo's figure also disappeared out of thin air, and he didn't know where he went.

"Illusion prohibition?" The black ghost head was startled, ghost energy surged under the head, and instantly grew a body several feet long, with thick and ferocious hands and feet, and sickle-like ghost claws on the front of the fingers, moving towards Shen Luo Grab the place where you are waiting.

Several crescent-shaped black lights roared out, but they were also silently swallowed by the surrounding white mist without any response.

"Roar!" The ghost roared angrily, and opened its mouth to spit out.

A black ghost flame surged out, and expanded rapidly, covering hundreds of feet in a few breaths, burning fiercely.

However, the white mist around the black sea of ​​flames seemed boundless, unaffected by the burning ghost flames at all.

"What is this?" The black ghost finally became a little panicked, and activated the dementor magic sound magic power again, and the sound of ghost crying was loud and spread far away.

Somewhere in the white mist, Shen Luo sat cross-legged, with crystal lights flickering between his brows, and bursts of blue light glowing on his body surface, getting brighter and brighter.

After a while, the blue light on his body surface suddenly rose sharply, his body shook violently, and he stood up.

"Master, are you alright?" A white mist surged from the side, and the figure of the ghost general appeared.

"I'm fine now, thanks to you arriving in time." Shen Luo said with a sigh of relief.

After he was hit by the dementing magic sound, he immediately notified the ghost general with his mind, and the ghost general carried a flag of the Liangyi Mote Formation on his body, and used the Liangyi Mote Formation to imprison the black ghost at a critical moment.

"Master, what is the origin of that guy, why did he appear suddenly?" Ghost General asked.

Shen Luo briefly explained the origin of the black ghost.

"Possessed in your body? Then this ghost is not simple. It can hide for so many years without being discovered." The ghost general was quite surprised.

"Can you see the details of that guy, that he knows such supernatural powers as Dementor?" Shen Luo asked.

"I can't see through it, but judging from that guy's bald head, he might have been a monk before he died." The ghost general touched his chin and said.

"Monk..." Shen Luo was slightly taken aback when he heard this.

Buddhists are firm-minded and believe in reincarnation. They hardly fall into the ghost realm after death, but once they evolve into ghosts, their strength is extraordinary.

That black ghost is so terrifying, and the ghost body that appeared was bald. Could it be that it was really a monk when he was alive?

"Master, that guy's cultivation base is high, and the ghost energy in his body is extremely pure. If I can absorb it, his cultivation base will definitely improve by leaps and bounds." The ghost general approached Shen Luo and said flatteringly.

"It's not impossible if you want to devour it." Shen Luo glanced at the ghost general, but did not refuse.

Regardless of whether or not the black ghost was kind to him before, it wanted his life just now, and the past kindness was severed, and giving the ghost general a little bit of cultivation would kill two birds with one stone.

"Really? Thank you, master!" The ghost general thanked him with great joy.

Shen Luo flipped his hands over and took out a white formation flag, and activated it with a trick. White mist surged around the two of them, and the next moment they appeared near the black ghost.

The black ghost has put away the sea of ​​ghost flames, and is using a cold supernatural power, trying to freeze the white mist around it, looking for an opening.

Seeing the sudden appearance of the two of Shen Luo, the black ghost rushed over excitedly.

The sound of ghost cries suddenly became louder, and countless dementor sounds overwhelming the sinking.

But at this moment, Shen Luo had already activated the Bu Zhou Zhen Shen Dharma, his soul was as solid as gold, and the dementor magic sound could not penetrate at all.

"Go!" He made a little tactic, and the Chunyang sword shot out, and with a flash, he arrived in front of the black ghost.

The ghost was greatly shocked by the speed of the Chunyang sword, and the strong pure Yang aura emanating from the sword made it extremely afraid. Two ghost claws stretched out quickly, and even grabbed the Chunyang sword in his hand.

The ghost's face showed joy, and a large black ghost flame rumbled from the two ghost claws, exuding an extremely cold aura, penetrating into the Chunyang sword.

Shen Luo didn't care about this, and the formula in his hand changed.

A red light flashed on the surface of the Chunyang sword, and it was split into two, and a scarlet sword shadow with red light flashed out of nowhere, and it circled his hands like lightning. It was the Chunyang Huaying sword.

The hands of the black ghost were chopped off at the wrist, and the Chunyang sword body was freed immediately, and shot forward, piercing through the black ghost's chest.

A big bucket-like hole was pierced through the chest of the black ghost, and the Yin Qi in the body found a vent and gushed out.

The ghost was terrified, but before it could react, the red sword shadow appeared in front of it in a flash, slashing in from its shoulder.

The scarlet sword shadow was as fierce as the body of the Chunyang sword, and there was a crisp sound of "嗤啦", and the huge body of the ghost was cut in two and fell to the ground with a bang.

Shen Luo made a little trick, and more than a dozen ribbon-like white auras shot out from the surrounding white mist, binding the two parts of the ghost's body into rice dumplings.

A powerful confinement force leaked from the white light band, and the black ghost was completely confinement, unable to move.

"Go!" After injuring the ghost three or two times, Shen Luo raised his hand to recall the Chunyang Sword, and gave a low shout.

"Thank you, master!" Before the ghost general could finish his sentence, his figure had already jumped at the immobile black ghost, and he was integrated into its body.

A large cloud of black air swarmed out, submerging the ghost general and the black ghost inside, quickly circling and coiling, and soon formed a black mist ball several feet in size.

A shrill scream came from inside, and a certain area of ​​the black mist ball swelled violently from time to time, but it would immediately return to its original state. It seemed that the ghost general had already begun to devour the ghost's vitality, and it could not be completed in a short time.

Shen Luo didn't stay here any longer, and with a wave of the tactic, he escaped from the white mist space and returned to the previous secret room.

He didn't have to worry about the ghost general's affairs. With the presence of Liangyi Mote, any breath fluctuations would not be transmitted.