The Shadow War Leopard swung its sword, not expecting to be able to withstand Shen Luo's eleven flying swords. It immediately dodged to the side and fell behind a stone pillar.
"Watch your step." Just as he was about to land, a loud cry suddenly came.
When the Shadow War Leopard heard Wu Luo's reminder, it was startled and quickly turned over and flew away.
The shadow beneath his feet suddenly expanded, trying to swallow him up, but unfortunately its range was limited and it failed to catch up.
After the Shadow War Leopard landed, he looked back and realized that it was Nie Caizhu who hid the dark domain of the Kunlun Mirror in the shadow of the stone pillar. If he had not dodged in time, he would most likely have ended up like Yan Lie. He couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.
He had just escaped a disaster, but the Black Fire Divine Horse on the other side was not so lucky. Shen Luo's eleven Pure Yang Flying Swords all flew towards him, emitting hundreds of sword lights that slashed at him.
Seeing that it couldn't dodge in time, the Black Fire Divine Horse immediately raised its palm and slapped forward.
As his palm stretched out, it had transformed into a black horseshoe, with virtual light covering the surface, and transformed into an even larger black hoof print, smashing towards the sword lights.
There was a loud clashing sound, and all the sword lights were broken up. The black hoof prints were also chopped into pieces by the sword lights.
Blood spurted out of the arms of the Black Fire Divine Horse, and a large number of wounds had already appeared on them.
He felt the pain and wanted to retreat and escape, but the Kaiming Tian beast had already caught up with him. He opened his mouth and moaned, and waves of sound continuously gushed out of his mouth, and an invisible suppressive force suddenly spread out.
The Black Fire Divine Horse paused, and was already a step slower.
Shen Luo was not affected at all. He quickly flashed over and reached out to snatch the black gourd from the hand of the Xuanhuo Divine Horse.
Just as the black gourd was about to be obtained, a powerful wave of magic power suddenly came, and the powerful force surged like a tide, immediately dispersing the sound waves that were about to enlighten the sky beast.
At the same time, a black short spike suddenly attacked from behind and headed straight for Shen Luo's heart.
In a hurry, Shen Luo could only give up snatching the gourd temporarily and turned his body to dodge away.
Wu Luo behind him, after releasing this powerful blow, suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood from his mouth, his body paused, and he almost staggered and fell.
The black short spike tilted out of control and hit the black gourd in the arms of the Black Fire Divine Horse.
There was a loud bang!
Under the astonished gaze of the crowd, the huge black gourd suddenly exploded, and the fragments flew everywhere.
Thick black smoke suddenly gushed out from the exploded gourd, and a mighty aura of death also spread out, with countless dark green spots of light flying out from it.
Where the smoke of war filled the air, dots of dark green light expanded and instantly transformed into countless gray-white dead souls, which all gathered together and wandered around the hall without direction or consciousness.
As more and more dark green light spots expanded, the hall was almost filled with endless gray and white dead souls.
Shen Luo subconsciously held his breath. He felt that if he exerted a little force, those dead souls that were sticking to him and as vague as smoke would be inhaled into his nasal cavity, and he felt inexplicably suffocated.