he Lord of Great Dreams

Chapter 1271: Underground

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Shen Luo looked at the black figure frozen in front of him and opened his mouth to spit without any hesitation.

"laugh"

A sharp golden light penetrated into the blue ice, and penetrated through layer after layer of ice like a whirlwind. Its speed did not slow down at all, and in the blink of an eye it arrived in front of the black figure, less than an inch away from his forehead.

In a flash, a silver light flashed from the black figure's waist, and a silver jade pendant shattered silently. He instantly disappeared from the ice and appeared out of thin air on the other side of the hole.

At this moment, a large piece of extremely thin red thread appeared out of thin air around Shen Luo and swept towards Shen Luo at lightning speed.

From a distance, Shen Luo seemed to be wrapped in a translucent red ball, shrinking rapidly, with no way to retreat.

Upon closer inspection, these blood threads were twisting like living things, and an invisible suction force emanated from them.

The protective aura on Shen Luo's body dimmed quickly, and the magic power in his body became restless and rushed outwards and was absorbed by the blood.

After absorbing the magic power, the blood threads began to grow like leeches. Although they still looked as thin as hair, their speed was getting faster and faster.

Seeing that he was about to be trapped to death, Shen Luo remained calm and made a gesture to point at the golden light in the ice.

The golden light instantly grew larger and turned into a golden stick that was a hundred feet long and seven or eight feet thick. It broke through the surrounding ice and hit the place where the black figure had just stood like a rock.

There was a loud "boom".

A huge crack appeared in the ground, and a strange blood-red plant half a person's height appeared underground. It was affected by the huge force of the golden stick and turned into red meat paste with a "puff".

As the blood-red plants were killed by the Xuanhuang Yiqi Stick, the red threads in the void seemed to have lost their vitality. In an instant, they all withered and died, falling down one after another, like a blood rain.

"I didn't expect you could control this kind of exotic grass from the underworld." A layer of spiritual light emanated from Shen Luo's body, isolating the scattered withered red silk from outside, and he looked at the black figure in the distance.

These blood threads are a hundred times thinner than cow hair. Although their attack is not as direct as that of the Soul Refining Flower, they are extremely hidden and strange, and cannot be detected even by spiritual consciousness. By the time they are discovered, the trapped people are already powerless to save themselves.

Shen Luo also relied on the extraordinary insight of the Netherworld Ghost Eye to discover the approaching blood threads and suddenly launched an attack. The black figure had deliberately spoken to him before to delay time for the blood threads to spread.

The black figure looked at Shen Luo without saying anything.

Maybe because he had previously released a large amount of black gas to resist Indigo Sea's magical power, the black gas lingering around him became much thinner, and a pair of bright eyes could be vaguely seen, which were full of shock at the moment.

I don't know whether he was shocked by Shen Luo's magical powers or surprised that he could actually discover the existence of blood threads and recognize at a glance the plant that generated these blood threads.

"Hehe, I didn't expect that your magical powers are so great. In that case, you are worthy of the Yuan-Devouring Rod. Let's meet again at the treasure place deep in the mystery cave." The black figure's eyes flashed and he chuckled.

Then his entire body turned into a black shadow and disappeared directly into the void, leaving in an extremely clean manner.

Shen Luo was stunned by the black figure's actions. By the time he reacted, the man had disappeared without a trace.