"Fellow Daoist Huo Lingzi, please investigate the memory of Grandma Qiu to see how she relates to these monsters." Shen Luo spoke to Huo Lingzi through voice transmission, and then disappeared again in a flash.
"I just took the trouble to help you refine the Pure Yang Sword. I finally had some free time to study the Soul Refining Array, and now you're causing me this kind of trouble." Huo Lingzi complained, but still urged the Nether Fire Furnace to fly above Grandma Qiu, and a pink light fell.
The situation around him was urgent now. Shen Luo used his body skills to the extreme. He appeared next to the huge crack in a flash. His hands were shining with blue light and he made a gesture.
Two thick blue lights shot out and instantly disappeared into the huge crack.
A tremendous amount of cold air erupted from the crack, and a blue iceberg a hundred feet high appeared out of nowhere, freezing the crack inside. The black air was also frozen into a blue icicle, standing there quietly.
The demons in the black air were all frozen as the cold air invaded their bodies and souls, freezing them to death on the spot.
The demons that had already fled were killing civilians and destroying houses nearby. When they saw the exit was frozen, they all roared and flew back.
"Come on, all of you die!" Shen Luo waved his sleeves, and four flying swords shot out from his body. Two by two combined, they turned into three illusory red sword lights, and disappeared in the thunder-like explosion.
The next moment, three sword lights circled and danced around the crack at an incredibly fast speed, appearing in front and suddenly appearing behind. In just a few breaths, all the demons were killed on the spot.
After doing all this, Shen Luo breathed a sigh of relief, but a trace of paleness flashed across his face.
He had consumed a lot of his magic power when he was refining treasures before, and it had not been fully recovered. He had just used all kinds of great magical powers in succession, and the magic power in his dantian became empty again.
He flipped his hand and took out a piece of fairy crystal, held it in his hand, absorbing the spiritual energy from it, and his magic power recovered rapidly.
Shen Luo felt relieved and quickly appeared beside Lu Huaming.
"Brother Lu, are you okay?" he asked with concern.
"Fortunately, this time it's all thanks to you for saving me." Lu Huaming has stood up.
"You and I are close friends, why are you saying all this. Your magic power is seriously depleted, so stay here to recover your strength first. At the same time, stay in charge of this rift. I'll go to other places in the city." Shen Luo said to Lu Huaming, and without waiting for his reply, he jumped and flew towards another rift.
Lu Huaming watched Shen Luo leave, then looked at the corpses of demons all around him. He clenched the sword in his hand, as if he had made a decision.
With Shen Luo's current escape speed, he arrived at another crack in a few breaths.
The black gas underground was still surging here, and demons kept flying out. Several Tang Dynasty government disciples were fighting hard here, but unfortunately they were outnumbered and were about to be killed.
Shen Luo made a hand gesture and urged the six Pure Yang swords beside him, ready to attack.
A streak of white light shot out from a distance and slashed into the group of demons. It turned out to be a long white whip with a number of snow-white blades tied to it, which looked extremely sharp.
The long whip swept across the demons, and their bodies were instantly cut in half.
Behind the white whip, a figure appeared, it was Hu Bugui.
"Brother Fox." Shen Luo looked surprised.