"Whoosh"
The knife flashed suddenly, thousands of ghosts howled, and the Ghostly Demonic Knife turned into a line of black light that split the sky and the earth and headed straight for Shen Luo.
Shen Luo knew that he could not dodge this knife no matter what, so he raised his hand and swung it, and the Fantian Seal turned into a stream of light to meet the knife light.
The moment the two collided, the Fantian Seal was cut in half like a piece of tofu.
The devil's sword Ghost Roar did not stop, but the blade light slowed down a little, still stabbing straight forward with unstoppable force.
Shen Luo had already put down the Minghong sword and was tightly grasping the Xuanyuan sword with both hands. The Yellow Emperor's Internal Classic was running at its peak in his body, and the magic power in his dantian was surging like a river, pouring into the sword.
"Destroy the demon."
Shen Luo roared, raised his sword with both hands and slashed down.
Another line of light opened between heaven and earth, a ray of light like the dawn, as if tearing open the curtain of night, bringing light to the surrounding heaven and earth, and tearing apart all the darkness.
The flashes of swords and sabers collided head-on, with loud roars and explosions, and the sky collapsed and the earth cracked.
"No… "
In the end, the winner was decided, and only Lucius's unwilling wail remained, echoing through the heavens and earth.
Shen Luo leaned on the sword with both hands, gasping for breath violently. It seemed as if all the magic power in his body was drained. He felt sharp pains like needles pricking his internal organs, which made his brows twist into knots.
Even though he was already a cultivator in the late Taiyi realm, it was still very uncomfortable for him to fight against three Taiyi cultivators alone.
You Xiongkun also wanted to take the opportunity to slip away, but unfortunately he was entangled by Nie Caizhu's Wanli Juanyun and could not get away.
At this moment, seeing Shen Luo kill Tuhunzhu and Lu Xiu one after another, he was already heartbroken.
"You are the only one left." Shen Luo swallowed several pills, exhaled a long breath, and chased after him with a sword.
You Xiong Kun's face suddenly turned pale, knowing that he could not escape, so he put his last bit of blood into it, and with a roar, he revealed his true form as a giant bear. He hugged the Panlong Pillar tightly with both hands, and all his magic power poured into it.
The cloud patterns on the Panlong Pillar lit up and lightning burst out from it, forcing back the thousands of miles of rolling clouds, as if it was about to escape.
Shen Luo flew up and grasped the Minghong sword again. He crossed the swords in his hands, and the magic power in his body surged. A sword light and a knife light intersected and tore through the void.
The lightning that had just surged up on the Panlong Pillar had not yet exploded with its maximum power before it was torn apart by the intersecting lights of swords and knives. Its huge body also exploded in mid-air, and it died.
Shen Luo's figure slowly fell from the sky. He had put away the Minghong sword in his hand and was only holding the Xuanyuan sword to support himself on the ground. He barely managed to stabilize his body and looked a little exhausted.
Nie Caizhu hurriedly walked towards him, but Shen Luo waved his hand to indicate that he was fine.
"Go and see if those guys have any storage magic weapons left behind." Shen Luo said, and then walked towards the remains of Tuhunzhu at the farthest place.
Nie Caizhu was slightly stunned, and had no choice but to search the bodies of other people.
After searching on the ground for a while, Shen Luo found a black storage bracelet on a skinny wrist.
He waved his hand to sweep away the blood and flesh debris on it, then took it off. After looking at it for a while, he used his magic power to try to refine it.
But just after he activated some of his magic power, he felt a sense of emptiness in his body. He couldn't help but stagger and almost fell to the ground. He had to give up refining.