Shen Luo did not chase after the falling Su Zhen, but turned to look at Bai Xiaotian and Yan Wu Shi in the distance.
The two were still attacking the light curtain near the ancestral statue, but the light curtain was too tough, and the attacks from the fox ancestor statue became more and more fierce. Not only did they fail to succeed, but they were injured in many places, and the magic weapons and armor in their hands were also damaged.
Shen Luo frowned. He seemed to have the upper hand at the moment, but that was just a fluke thanks to his strange secret technique. With Su Zhen around, it was impossible for him to be fooled a second time.
Moreover, the Xuan Yang Demon Transformation Magical Ability he was displaying at the moment was not stable, and the magic power in his body had already run out. He didn't know how long he could hold on, so he had to fight quickly and decisively.
As soon as he thought of this, Shen Luo waved his sleeves, and two rays of light, one blue and one gold, shot out, landing near Yan and Bai.
"Use this!" he called out from a distance.
Bai Xiaotian quickly raised his hand to catch it, and the blue light fell into his hand. It turned out to be a folding fan about one foot long, which was the Xinghan Fan.
Yan Wu Shi also waved his hand and took over the golden light. The golden light continued to expand in the air and finally landed on his side. It turned out to be a golden cannon.
"The God-crafted Cannon?" Yan Wu Shi showed surprise after seeing the object clearly.
The first thought that flashed through his mind was that the Divine Craftsman's Cannon was a secret Yanjia of Tianji City and had never been passed on to outsiders. How could Shen Luo possess this treasure
After being surprised, he frowned slightly. The light curtain around the ancestral statue was really indestructible. Although the Godcrafter's cannon was powerful, it might not be able to do anything to it.
However, the moment Yan Wu Shi's palm touched the cannon, his expression immediately became uneasy. This divine craftsman's cannon was completely different from any he had seen before, and the fluctuations emanating from it were much stronger.
"If we use this cannon, we might be able to blast open the restriction on the altar. Fellow Daoist Bai, could you protect me for a moment so that I can refine this magic weapon?" Yan Wu Shi suppressed the doubts and surprise in his heart and shouted to Bai Xiaotian.
However, when he turned his head to look at Bai Xiaotian, he saw him standing there with a folding fan in his hand, with a serious expression, but did not respond to him at all.
Yan Wu Shi was confused and seeing that he could not call him back, he immediately flew back a hundred feet and summoned the Sixteen Buddhas Yan Jia to protect him, then began to refine the special divine cannon.
He had used the Divine Artillery Cannon before and was very familiar with its internal restrictions. It only took him a short time to refine it to a usable level.
Bai Xiaotian was holding the blue folding fan in his hand at this moment. For some reason, he felt an inexplicably familiar aura from it.
He unfolded the fan and saw a spiral nebula vortex appearing on the light blue fan. He just took a look and seemed to fall into it.
At this moment, to outsiders, Bai Xiaotian's eyes were glowing blue, as if he was trapped in an illusion, but if you look closely, the entire star cluster was reflected in his pupils.
When Shen Luo saw the two of them like this, his eyebrows raised, but he did not disturb them and flew down the mountain with the Destroyed Ming Dynasty.
Su Zhen and the giant fox Dharma image flew upwards. They met in mid-air and immediately started fighting fiercely.
Inside the Xiaoyao Mirror, a green magic circle enveloped Nie Caizhu's body. Spiritual energy from heaven and earth gathered from all directions and poured into her body. It looked like a recovery magic circle.