Shen Luo made a hand gesture to dispel the cold air in the hall, raised his hand and emitted a golden light that rolled the remains of the human-shaped Yanjia in front of him.
He first took the spiritual boots from the human-shaped Yanjia's feet. The green spiritual patterns on them were flickering, and five small words "boots for rising to the top" were engraved on the side.
Shen Luo used his spiritual sense to investigate and soon found out that this pair of spiritual boots was a wind-attributed magic weapon containing sixty levels of restrictions. The restrictions were very mysterious and many parts were still incomprehensible.
"What a nice pair of spiritual boots! Caizhu, put them on quickly." He exclaimed and handed the spiritual boots to Nie Caizhu without hesitation.
Nie Caizhu took the boots and suddenly threw them out. They turned into two balls of green light and merged into Shen Luo's body, appearing on his feet.
Shen Luo suddenly felt that his feet were wrapped in a powerful wind spiritual power, and his body became extremely light, as if he could fly with the wind at any time.
"Caizhu, I took these boots just to increase your strength..." Shen Luo said hurriedly.
"These boots require wind-attributed spiritual power to exert their power. I don't cultivate wind-attributed magical powers, so it won't be of much use for me to wear them. Cousin, the wind and thunder spiritual patterns in your arms are a perfect match for these boots. And the next exploration will still require you to be the main force, the stronger you are, the better." Nie Caizhu interrupted Shen Luo and said.
Shen Luo frowned and was about to say something.
"Okay, cousin, I don't know if Wu Luo has already gone to the next level. Let's not waste time on these trivial matters." Nie Caizhu said.
Seeing this, Shen Luo didn't say anything else. He took the pair of big swords in the hands of the human-shaped Yanjia and sensed the black thunder restrictions on them.
A cold force of thunder and lightning came over him, causing the spiritual power in his mind to churn.
"It is indeed the Xuanyin Thunder. This thunder is extremely rare. There is actually a magic weapon containing the Xuanyin Thunder in the Tianyan Palace. The previous Ziji Ice Flame was also the same. How many treasures are there in the Tianyan Palace!" Shen Luo was secretly shocked, but did not look at it any more. He put the black sword and the remains of Yanjia into the Xiaoyao Mirror.
At this moment, the void fluctuated and a silver light gate emerged.
"The situation is the same as before." Huo Lingzi flew over from a distance.
In his hand he held a white stone ball the size of a human head, covered with spiritual words. It looked like the forbidden ball in the wall. No one knew what means Huo Lingzi had used to get the ball out.
"Caizhu, you and fellow Daoist Huo should hide in the Xiaoyao Mirror and serve as my backup." Shen Luo glanced at the stone ball in Huo Lingzi's hand and said to the two.
Nie Caizhu and Huo Lingzi did not refuse and flew back into the Xiaoyao Mirror.
Shen Luo took a step forward. Although he had not yet refined the restrictions in his Pingbu Qingyun boots, his speed increased several times and he disappeared into the light gate in a flash.
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In the Peace Valley, after Shen Luo and Wu Luo were teleported away by the magic circle, the black filaments on Che Qingtian and others gradually collapsed, and they broke free not long after.
The three of them immediately flew to the teleportation array, but unfortunately it had returned to its previous state. The white light no longer flashed, and it no longer operated.
"Damn it, damn it!" Che Qingtian was furious, muttering to himself with bloodshot eyes.
When Yan Lie and Master Wanshui saw Che Qingtian like this, they were a little frightened and subconsciously took two steps back.