At the same time, on the underground floor of the Martial God Altar.
Shen Luo sat cross-legged, his whole body surrounded by green light. His entire body was as transparent as glass jade. A hemispherical green light curtain enveloped his body, which repelled all evil spirits by three feet and prevented them from getting close.
And above his head, the green spiritual wooden seal was still floating, and the shadow of the tree on it was flickering and swaying.
The sacred tree spiritual power that dissipated from Shen Luo's body was absorbed by it without any loss, and there was not a single bit of it wasted.
After a moment, his eyes suddenly opened, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes, and a happy smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
He never thought that this trip to the Shenmu Clan would allow him to break through the bottleneck so quickly and advance to the late Mahayana stage.
Shen Luo let out a breath and slowly stood up from his original position. The green light curtain surrounding him dissipated on its own, and the green spiritual wood seal also fell down and was caught in his hand.
The surrounding demonic energy slowly approached, but was blocked by the green light emanating from his body. Although some of it was still able to penetrate and invade his skin, it was not as serious as before.
Compared with the middle stage of Mahayana, Shen Luo's mana at this moment is almost doubled, and he feels that his whole body is filled with rich vitality.
He hurriedly checked his own meridians and dantian, but was somewhat disappointed. The evil energy of Chi You hidden deep in his body was still sticking to him like psoriasis and could not be eradicated.
Just as he was about to get up, something strange happened again.
The evil energy that gathered around him suddenly began to shrink and gathered towards the scarlet rune on the ground.
Shen Luo looked intently and saw that the runes that had been emitting demonic energy before were now continuously absorbing demonic energy. However, the demonic energy absorbed by it did not disappear, but quickly condensed into a black ball.
The black ball continued to shrink and squeeze, and its size gradually shrunk from the size of a millstone to the size of a watermelon, and then from the size of a watermelon to the size of a fist.
As the demonic energy continued to condense, the surrounding space gradually regained its clarity, leaving only a longan-sized black pill suspended in the void.
When Shen Luo looked carefully, he discovered that there was a spiral magic pattern on the pill.
He gradually began to feel something was wrong. The moonlight under his feet dissipated and he flashed forward in an instant. His palm was wrapped in red lotus fire and he reached out to grab the pill.
Just as the pill was about to fall into his hands, the scarlet rune on the ground suddenly flashed with light, and a beam of blood light slashed towards Shen Luo's face from bottom to top.
Shen Luo quickly took a step back and leaned back to avoid it.
At this moment, he suddenly felt a burning pain in his ankle.
Shen Luo glanced down and saw a translucent blood-red hand poking out from the ground, tightly grasping her ankle.
There seemed to be a strong corrosive energy in that bloody palm, which corroded and dissolved the clothes at his ankles, and was constantly burning his calves, causing them to "hiss" and emit white steam.
Shen Luo snorted coldly, and the Pure Yang Flying Sword moved as his mind desired. A streak of sword light had already flashed across the air, and with a "whoosh", it cut off the ghost claw that was sticking out from the ground.
After escaping from the trouble, Shen Luo immediately stepped back and kept some distance.