big dream master

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In the secret realm, Shen Luo put away the Linggui Moon Mirror, took out a bottle of Lingquan and took it.

He had spent a lot of energy in the battle with the Seven Killers earlier, so he didn't rush to leave, but hid underground, closed his eyes and adjusted his breath.

I don't know how long it took, Shen Luo felt bored for a while, always felt that there was a faint power surrounding him, which made him very uncomfortable, so he had to wake up from meditation.

"It's weird, there's nothing..." He let go of his divine sense and searched for a while, but found nothing.

However, due to the restriction of the secret realm, the scope of his spiritual exploration was very limited, and his safety could not be guaranteed. After pondering for a while, Shen Luo used the earth escape technique again and returned to the ground.

At this time, the lone moon hangs high in the secret realm, with no stars, and the sky looks lonely and deep.

He stretched his waist, performed the Huang Ting Jing exercises, eliminated all the discomforts in his body, and raised his eyes to look in all directions.

Suddenly there was a "roaring" sound, and in the dark night on the far right, a bright golden light shot up into the sky, reflecting the sky like daytime.

"Chen Daochang didn't lie to me, there are really many opportunities for treasures in this secret realm..." Shen Luo grinned, and planned to join in the fun.

With one thought in mind, he immediately flew up and headed towards the wind against the wind.

Not long after, the golden light in front gradually dimmed until it disappeared, and the howling night wind became louder and louder.

From a long distance away, Shen Luo heard a rather intense fighting sound.

He immediately landed on the spot and did not continue to rush over. The sound of fighting over there was very chaotic, and one could tell that it was not one or two people fighting. If he rushed over, he would only be regarded as a new competitor, and he would inevitably be caught up. Into the melee.

Instead of this, it's better to wait for them to finish fighting before going, and reap the benefits.

After waiting for a long time, until the moon shadow gradually sank to the west, the voice over there became quieter.

Shen Luo knew that the opportunity had come, so he didn't fight against the sky again, but used the earth escape technique again, and rushed over there.

Just when he was about to approach the battle area about ten feet away, he suddenly felt a strong wave of mana oppressing from above, his heart tightened, and he immediately turned to the other side to avoid it.

"Boom!" A loud bang!

Before Shen Luo could dodge, the rock above his head had already collapsed and fell towards him.

Seeing that his whereabouts had been revealed, he decided not to hide any more. He shook his arms suddenly, and directly blasted towards the top of the falling rock.

There was a roar on the ground, and a large number of rocks exploded in all directions, and were blasted into the sky like a volcanic eruption. The sinking figure leaped out of it and hung in midair.

When he looked down, he saw a young man with a round face looking up at him with a smile.

Not far from his side stood a tall young man in a black robe and a leather arm armor on his right arm. He was Huang Yi, a strong human being.

"Hehe, there is no place to find if you break through the iron shoes, and it doesn't take much effort to get here. Fellow Daoist Shen, we finally met." The round-faced young man said with a smile.

"Oh, fellow daoist, are you looking for me on purpose?" Shen Luo raised his eyebrows and asked.

The guy with the somewhat disgusting smile is none other than Zhao Tong, the elder disciple of Shouyang Mountain Law Enforcement Hall.

"They are all smart people, why bother to pretend to be confused, we Shouyang Mountain have already got the news that Xiaomaoshan asked you to deal with me. It will cost a lot of money to ask Brother Huang Yi to help." Zhao Tonghuang Shaking his head, he said.

"I just promised to protect him from death, and I won't take the initiative to help him kill someone." Huang Yi said indifferently, with no expression on his face.

The meaning behind his words was very clear, as long as Shen Luo didn't attack Zhao Tong, he wouldn't attack Shen Luo.

"Brother Huang, there's no need to talk about this. If I provoke him again, he will attack me." Zhao Tong complained.

"I didn't care about the sect's grievances between you, and I didn't want to come in to participate in the martial arts meeting this time. Let's go to the sky, how about going each side?" Shen Luo asked.

"Hey, Fellow Daoist Shen is very knowledgeable about current affairs. Knowing that we are no match for the two of us, retreating by ourselves is a good choice." Zhao Tong said fiercely as before.

Shen Luo only felt that he was really boring, glanced around, and saw that the original battlefield had been destroyed by the huge earthquake just now, and the two of them must have cleaned it up, so he planned to turn around and leave.

However, the moment he turned around, a strong wind suddenly sounded.

Shen Luo suddenly turned around, raised his fist and punched it forward, only to see a small blood-colored nail shot towards him and hit his fist straight.

"Bang" sound.

A fist erupted from the end of Shen Luo's fist, and immediately shook the blood nail away.

Seeing this, Zhao Tong was slightly surprised, he did not expect that his blood-ripping nail failed to pierce the sinking fist, but was shocked back, and immediately raised his hand to take back the blood nail.

Shen Luo snorted coldly, had already secretly pinched the formula, and suddenly waved his sleeves.

With a sharp sound of "嗖", three crystal water arrows shot out from the sleeves and shot straight at Zhao Tong.

Seeing this, the latter raised his eyebrows slightly and didn't take it too seriously. He raised his palm casually and blocked the water arrow.

But who would have thought that the water arrow seemed to be swift and fierce, but the moment it hit his palm, it softened and softened instantly, and it had already dispersed by itself before being hit by the palm.

Zhao Tong's palm was empty, but his palm was icy cold, and the scattered water instantly condensed, freezing his palm.

Just as he was about to use his mana to dissolve it, he suddenly caught a glimpse of the moon shadow in front of him spreading out like petals, and a figure appeared beside him in an instant, holding a dragon horn cone in his hand, and piercing directly between his eyebrows.

Chapter 1071 Poisonous Blood

"save……"

Before Zhao Tong could utter the cry for help, an arm was already stretched out beside him. A big hand like iron pincers tightly wrapped around the dragon's horn cone, so that its tip rested between Zhao Tong's eyebrows. But not an inch.

Shen Luo felt the great force, and when his heart was shocked, he couldn't help saying angrily: "It's not that I want to kill him, but that he wants to kill me. Could it be that I can't fight back?"

"He sneaked up on you with one nail, and you returned him three water arrows, so I didn't stop him just now, but now... no." Huang Yi frowned.

"There are really people as determined as you..." Shen Luo couldn't help being speechless.

But just when he was about to stop, Zhao Tong released the ice from his hand, and suddenly raised his palm, with a cloud of blood in his palm, and slapped Shen Luo directly between his eyebrows.

Shen Luo's heart tightened, and he hurriedly took a step back, but the angle of that palm was tricky, and he was in a hurry to catch up, so he couldn't dodge it for a while.

"Damn."

At this moment, a loud shout like Huang Zhong Dalu exploded in the ears of the two of them.

Huang Yi raised his other arm suddenly, and hit Zhao Tong's arm from bottom to top.

Zhao Tong couldn't help screaming, and the palm of his hand blasted into the sky uncontrollably, and a cloud of blood exploded above the heads of the three of them immediately.

The cloud of blood exploded all over the sky, and immediately turned into a rain of blood, Shen Luo and the others clamped down on each other, and no one could dodge to dodge, all of them were drenched in the face.

The moment the blood rain fell on his body, Shen Luo felt his skin burn, as if being splashed with hot oil.

"Oops……"

Zhao Tong was the first to exclaim in surprise, and retreated, rubbing his cheeks frantically with both hands, trying to wipe off the blood.

But the strange bloodstain could not be wiped off at all. After he rubbed it vigorously for a dozen times, it penetrated into his skin more quickly, making him swell all over, and his whole body looked like a cooked shrimp.

Shen Luo also sensed that something was wrong, and subconsciously raised his hand to his cheek, but instead of rubbing it like Zhao Tong did, he used water control to condense into fine drops of water, wrapped the blood spots, and tried to remove them. .

But the water could not be stained with blood at all, the moment the two came into contact, they were evaporated by a wave of heat, causing billowing white water vapor to rise on Shen Luo's face.

At the same time, those bloodstains also seeped into Shen's skin.

"Dong dong..."

Suddenly, Shen Luo felt a surge of hot blood rushing to the top of his head, and the sound of his heart beating became extremely clear.

An indescribable hot feeling filled his whole body, making his skin as bright red as Zhao Tong's.

"What did you do?" Huang Yi scolded angrily as he was not feeling well at the moment.

"Don't, don't use mana to suppress it, the poisonous blood will only become more excited, and it will burn all your blood." Zhao Tong shouted with red eyes.

Shen Luo heard it in his ears, and already understood that this was the blood-burning technique that fellow practiced.

"Bastard, tell me quickly, how to get rid of this blood poison?" Shen Luo shouted angrily.

"This poisonous blood was refined by my master. It is specially used to save my life against the enemy. I can't remove it myself." Zhao Tong said in a panic.

After saying a word, he had already sat cross-legged on the ground, using the secret method of his sect, trying to fight against the poison of burning blood.

Shen Luo didn't dare to hesitate, and immediately sat down cross-legged, but he didn't listen to Zhao Tong's words, he didn't transfer his mana at all, but used the nameless kung fu to urge his blood to gather towards his left arm.

As soon as his mana was activated, the blood all over his body seemed to be boiling, and the surface of his body was burned by the blood so that bursts of white water vapor appeared, and his heart beat violently.

Shen Luo was shocked immediately, and quickly stabilized his mind, so he had no choice but to give up the idea of ​​breaking his arm to survive.

He hesitated again and again, and began to activate the Huang Ting Jing exercises with all his strength, and his whole body was immediately enveloped by a layer of pale golden light, and the scene of steaming water around him emerged again.

However, this time the sinking did not stop, but still stimulated the mana.

In just a few breaths, the skin on his cheeks was scorching red, and blood bubbles the size of walnuts swelled up, from his cheeks to his neck, to his shoulders, and to half his body.

"Pfft..."

A soft sound came one after another, and the blood bubbles on his body burst one after another, and a large amount of blood flowed out from the opening, but it was already polluted by the poisonous blood and became purple-black, extremely sticky, and there was a strange smell in it. sweet scent.

In order to remove the poisonous blood from the body, Shen Luo gave up the idea of ​​transferring the poisonous blood and then breaking his arm, but directly excreted the blood mixed with the poisonous blood through the skin.

The advantage of doing this is that it reduces the migration of poisonous blood in the body, avoids more infections, and can also eliminate the poisonous blood as soon as possible on the spot, reducing the stimulation of running mana on it.

The disadvantages are also obvious, the area of ​​damage is too large, not only the blood and vessels are injured, but also the skin and flesh are also severely damaged.

At this moment, Shen Luo didn't dare to relax in the slightest. He was trying his best to separate the poisonous blood, and at the same time, he activated the large peeling technique to repair his injuries, including a part of the liver that Shen Luo discarded due to the poisonous blood infection.

The loss of a large amount of blood and essence, as well as the serious depletion of mana, made Shen Luo very weak at the moment. There was no burning blood on his body, and his skin turned gray due to insufficient blood. The whole person looked like he had aged dozens of times. age.

Huang Yi, who was not far away from him, was surrounded by a golden bell formed by a layer of illusory light, holding him upside down.

Circles of Sanskrit characters lit up around the golden bell, emitting bursts of spiritual power fluctuations, washing his body like a tide, causing strands of black air to be mixed with strands of white steam emerging from his body.

He held his right hand in a flower-knotted seal in front of his body, and his left arm hung on the legs of the stacked seat, as if a Buddha was sitting cross-legged. He could vaguely see wisps of black energy running down his shoulders and continuously gathering towards his left arm.

I don't know how long it took, the sky was getting dark, and the three of them still didn't get up.

Among them, Shen Luo looked the most miserable. The water vapor all over his body seemed to have evaporated, his skin became loose and wrinkled, his eyelids drooped, and his body was as dry as a dead tree.

Huang Yi's method was different from his, but he forced all the poisonous blood to his left arm. The entire left hand had turned black and blue, from the wrist to the forearm was also purple, and the skin color from the elbow was pale.

And the poisonous blood suppressed on his arm was still trying to recoil again and again, trying to counterattack his upper arm.

His forehead was sweating profusely. For the sake of detoxification, more than half of the blood in his body was consumed, his face was pale, and his whole body was tense, as if he was accumulating energy, trying to completely remove all the poisonous blood.

On the contrary, Zhao Tong, because he has practiced the technique of burning blood, knows the most about the nature of blood poisoning, and he has already suppressed it by relying on the secret method of the sect. He can seek help from his master when he leaves the secret realm and returns.

"call……"

He exhaled a long breath of turbid air, and there was a faint purple air in it.

Zhao Tong showed joy, and immediately stood up from where he was, and walked to Shen Luo and Huang Yi, his eyes swept over the two of them, and his eyes gradually became cold.

Chapter 1072

"Shen Luo, Fellow Daoist Shen, it's painful to see your inhuman appearance, isn't it? I'll forcefully show kindness once and send you on your way, so as to save you from suffering." Zhao Tong gave a low voice and lifted his The palm was about to strike at the top of Shen Luo's head.

"Stop." At this moment, Huang Yi suddenly shouted angrily.

Zhao Tong hesitated when he heard the words, his raised hand hung in the air, and he didn't seriously drop it.

"Why stop me?" Zhao Tong frowned.

"I was the one who stopped him from attacking you earlier, and you also can't take advantage of others." Huang Yi said word by word.

"Fellow Daoist Huang, have you forgotten? You protected me this time to repay my master's kindness, and you didn't ask you to hinder me!" Zhao Tong scolded lightly, displeased.

"That won't work either." Huang Yi said firmly.

"You say no? Then you have to be able to stop me." Zhao Tong grinned.

After saying that, the red light in his palm lit up, and he patted down on Shen's head heavily.

Hearing a "bang", his whole body fell heavily, the earth and rocks on the ground below him cracked, and suddenly collapsed into a big pit about ten feet deep.

The sinking body fell into it, and the head hung powerlessly to one side. There was a streak of blood on the eyes, ears, mouth and nose, flowing out like a snake, and the aura emanating from the body was already extremely weak.

"Zhao Tong!"

Hearing a sudden shout, Huang Yi suddenly raised his right arm and slashed at his left hand.

"puff……"

A flash of blood appeared, and Huang Yi's left arm flew up, and he kicked Zhao Tong.

When the latter saw the arm full of poisonous blood coming straight towards his face, he panicked immediately, and he didn't care to give Shen Luo another heavy blow, so he dodged and dodged.

After Zhao Tong stood still, looking at Huang Yi, whose face was pale and his breath was unstable, he couldn't help but feel a little ashamed for his panic just now. Can Huang Yi be his opponent now?

"You really want to be my enemy?" Zhao Tong glared at Huang Yi and asked coldly.

"I told you, you can't kill him." Huang Yi's arm was still bleeding, but his tone of voice was still as firm as a rock.