At this moment, he was wearing a purple dress, and his long black hair had turned into short purple hair that just reached his ears. His dark eyebrows were like distant mountains with spring in them, his eyes were as bright as the reflection of autumn water, and there was a purple round mark on the center of his eyebrows, as if there was a flower ornament stuck on it. He looked like a pretty and charming girl.
What shocked Shen Luo even more was that he had a pair of small bone wings on his back, flapping them.
"Demon tribe!"
Luo Zhen shouted loudly, his eyes full of disbelief.
Shen Luo took a closer look and found that there was no flower ornament between Gu Hualing's eyebrows. It was clearly a skull mark the size of a fingertip, and the aura emanating from her body was also extremely strong.
"Still want to issue a warning? It's too late..."
Uncle Master Wang let out a low shout, and slapped out with one hand. With a flash of light from his sleeve, a short spear flew out and headed straight for Master Luo's chest.
Master Luo took a step back and flicked his sleeves as well. A copper coin sword glowing red flew out and hit the short spear.
There were sudden strange noises in the courtyard, and two talismans were fighting in the air, unable to be separated.
At this moment, the soil under Master Luo's feet suddenly loosened, and a white, dry ghost claw suddenly broke out of the ground and grabbed his calf fiercely. With a "swish", it left several shocking blood marks.
Master Luo had already been poisoned, and was ambushed by the ghost claw, so he was suddenly overwhelmed. The short spear knocked his copper coin sword away and instantly shot towards his head.
At the critical moment, a loud thunderous "boom" sounded!
A streak of white lightning as thick as an arm suddenly fell from mid-air, directly smashing the short spear, causing it to tremble violently, deviate to the side, and nail it to the ground.
For a moment, the courtyard was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop, and the eyes of the other three people were all focused on Shen Luo.
None of them had expected that this registered disciple, who was usually regarded as a waste by everyone, would unexpectedly use thunder magic talismans.
Shen Luo felt uneasy when he was stared at. He lowered his head to look at his right palm which he raised subconsciously, and smiled bitterly in his heart.
"Boy, you hid it well enough. I underestimated you!"
Wang Qingsong's eyes turned cold, and he casually flicked his hand. A dark mist immediately burst out from the palm of his hand, and a number of terrifying ghost faces condensed from it, rushing towards Shen Luo.
Seeing this, Master Luo's figure blurred and came in front of Shen Luo. He quickly formed seals with his hands in front of him and slapped forward with one palm.
But when his hand seal was formed, there was a bright light in the middle, and a strong pure yang force surged out.
When the eerie black fog encountered the white light, it immediately dissipated like ice and snow encountering sunlight.
But after the light faded, Master Luo staggered and his face was covered with dark air.
"Master Luo, are you okay?" Shen Luo asked anxiously when he saw this.
"I didn't expect that you could actually teach yourself the art of talismans. It seems that I have underestimated you. Today I will officially accept you as my personal disciple. Are you willing?" Master Luo looked at Shen Luo with a strange expression, and after taking out a magic disk-like object from his sleeve, he said solemnly.