"Colored beads!"
Shen Luo's face lit up with joy, and his heart was finally at ease. The spiritual light on the War God Whip and the Xuanhuang Yiqi Stick also shone brightly, and crossed to hit the silver stick mountain phantom.
With a startling bang, the virtual image of Zhangshan completely exploded and turned into silver light that floated away in the sky.
"Impossible!" Su Jue also saw that Shen Luo's magic power was exhausted, so he tried to kill him, but who knew that the other party could actually come back to life!
"This damn human boy is so difficult to deal with!" She felt a little admiration for Shen Luo's tenacity, but she did not hesitate to take action. The silver staff once again transformed into countless staff shadows and struck down.
A snow-white silver mirror was also suspended above her head, and countless silver snowflakes gushed out.
The nine fox tails behind Su Yu also swept out, and the red phosphorous fire on them suddenly flew out of the body and turned into pieces of red fire clouds, covering Shen Luo's body.
Shen Luo's magic power has been restored by a small amount at this moment, and Nie Caizhu has been constantly using recovery-related magical powers in the Xiaoyao Mirror. Now that his magic power is about to be fully restored, he is no longer reluctant to consume it and uses all his strength to display the Heaven-shaking Stick and War God Whip magical powers.
Sixteen Pure Yang swords also shot out of the body and formed a golden sword formation again, covering Su Yu.
Neither side held back, and the fight between them became more intense.
Balls of flames exploded continuously between the two, as if countless fireworks exploded at the same time. Violent airflow swept wildly in all directions, setting off hurricanes that soared into the sky. The scale and momentum of the battle between the two were not much inferior to that of the King of Destruction and the giant fox Dharmakāya on the side.
In the fierce battle, Shen Luo did not notice that as his magic power continued to be exerted, the Yellow Emperor's Internal Classic in his body automatically started to operate, and the wound on his lower abdomen glowed with green light and healed quickly.
Faint green lines also appeared on his skin, and the originally unstable Xuan Yang Demon Transformation Magical Ability gradually stabilized.
Inside the altar on top of Qingqiu Mountain, Bai Xiaotian was still in a vast starry sky, and the stars around him were actually rotating slowly with him as the center.
This feeling was so mysterious that he couldn't help but immerse himself in it.
For some reason, all kinds of restrictions inside the Star Fan emerged in his mind, and the changes in magical powers were inexplicably familiar.
I don’t know how long it took, but then a cannon shot loudly rang out, and the entire void shook!
Bai Xiaotian, who was in the mysterious starry sky, suddenly woke up. His eyes fell back on the folding fan in his hand, and he was surprised to find that this treasure had been refined by him on its own.
The layer of nebula outside Bai Xiaotian's body suddenly began to shrink and flew back into the star fan, while a large amount of starlight from the surrounding area merged into his body.
When the starlight completely disappeared, Bai Xiaotian reappeared with a sudden change in his aura, and his cultivation level had made great progress.
His original cultivation had reached the middle stage of True Immortal, but at this moment he broke through the bottleneck and reached the late stage of True Immortal.
However, if you look closely, you will find that this breath is not stable and is still fluctuating up and down.
"Brother Bai, don't be dazed, help me quickly." At this moment, a voice suddenly came from the side.
Bai Xiaotian hurriedly turned his head and saw that Yan Wu Shi had once again launched an attack on the restrictions around the ancestral statue.
The Kunwu Sword transformed into a silver flying rainbow dozens of feet long, and slashed towards the ancestral statue with a momentum like thunder and lightning; the sixteen Buddhas also attacked the ancestral statue from all directions, and various Buddhist magical powers fell one after another.