Nine golden arrows scattered, and three of them happened to fall near Shen Luo.
Shen Luo took a deep breath and activated the Xiaoyao Mirror to catch the three arrows.
The Golden Crow soul within the three arrows did not resist at this moment and was taken away obediently.
Shen Luo turned his head and looked at the ground not far away, where three golden arrows were also left. He was about to activate the Xiaoyao Mirror to collect them, but a red light flashed nearby, and a fierce figure escaped. He quickly flicked his sleeves to roll up the three golden arrows, and immediately escaped into the void again and disappeared.
As for Master Wanshui, he had long disappeared.
"Haha, my thousand years of planning paid off. This Ruomu Divine Bow is finally mine." Tian Sanqi's wild laughter came from the other side.
Tian Sanqi held the Ruomu divine bow in one hand and the last three golden arrows in the other, laughing wildly.
After laughing wildly, a black light flashed on Tian Sanqi's body, and he disappeared into the ground again.
Shen Luo was seriously injured at this moment and was completely unable to stop it. He could only watch as the demon took away the Ruomu Divine Bow.
He sighed, but didn't seem too upset.
The Ruomu divine bow and his Chunyang sword seemed to be in conflict with each other. He had obtained it before but it broke free by force. Even if he took it back, he probably wouldn't be able to use it.
Moreover, the divine bow was spiritual and seemed not to want to fall into his hands.
Shen Luo shook his head and stopped thinking about it. He took out a healing pill, swallowed it, and used his internal energy to refine it.
Suddenly, the entire mausoleum began to shake violently. Cracks appeared on the surrounding walls, and they were rapidly expanding, as if they were about to collapse.
A flash of light flashed across the void in the hall, and the restriction that imprisoned spiritual consciousness suddenly disappeared.
Shen Luo's spiritual sense spread out, and the restrictions in the hall of the mausoleum above also disappeared.
"All of Houyi's relics have been taken away. Without the support of his magical power, the restrictions here have begun to collapse. I'm afraid the entire mausoleum will collapse and disintegrate. You'd better find a way to leave as soon as possible." Huo Lingzi said.
Shen Luo nodded, and used his internal energy to suppress his injuries. A layer of green light bloomed on his body surface, and he disappeared into the void.
On the nameless deserted island, the giant peak where Houyi's tomb is located suddenly shook violently. Dazzling white light shone through it, and terrifying power fluctuations burst out. The nearby sky was shaken and rumbled.
A few breaths later, the giant peak exploded with a loud bang halfway up the mountain, and the entire mountain collapsed in half, with countless large and small boulders rolling down.
A green shadow flashed in the air in the middle of the mountain, and Shen Luo's figure appeared, his face a little paler than in the tomb.
Although the restrictions in Houyi's tomb collapsed, the space inside did not collapse. He took some effort to escape.
Tian Sanqi, Yan Lie and the others had disappeared without a trace. No one knew where they had fled to. He had no intention of looking for them and looked down at the valley where the White Fang tribe was located.
There was nothing there except some rocks.
"It seems that we really have fallen into Wu Luo's illusion, but there is one thing I don't quite understand." Shen Luo smiled bitterly, then murmured.
"What don't you understand?" Huo Lingzi flew out from the Xiaoyao Mirror and asked.
“I still can’t believe that there is such an illusion in the world that I can’t detect at all. And if Wu Luo has such an illusion, why didn’t she use it again in Houyi’s tomb? Although the illusion she used in Houyi’s tomb is superb, it is far inferior to that of the White Fang tribe.” Shen Luo said calmly.