A golden shadow flashed from not far away and landed in front of Shen Luo. The golden light faded, revealing Nie Caizhu's figure.
Two golden and white butterfly wings were already visible behind her, her chest was slightly heaving, and her pretty face was a little pale.
"Caizhu, are you okay? What kind of magical power was that white light just now? I've never seen you use it before." Shen Luo raised his hand and shot out a golden light, collecting the Blood Soul Yuan Banner and the Silver Light Bell Scroll that he had just thrown far away, and asked in a voice transmission.
"This is the 'Sundial Line' that I just comprehended. It can slow down the flow of time in the enemy's body. With my current understanding and control of the law of time, I can only slow it down eight times. This magical power also consumes a lot of time power and vitality. In my current state, I can only use it once more." Nie Caizhu said in a voice transmission.
Shen Luo nodded slightly and said nothing more.
"Xuanyuan Divine Thunder! You can actually control this thunder. It seems that the inheritance of Xuanyuan Palace has fallen into your hands." Mr. Zi's remaining head had an ugly expression on his face. He looked at the Xuanyuan Sword floating above Shen Luo's head and said in a deep voice.
As he spoke, the strange blood-colored magic patterns on his body gathered at the wound on his neck like a living thing and merged into it.
The gushing blood stopped immediately and the wound healed instantly, but the severed head did not grow back.
Mr. Zi's aura also dropped greatly. Obviously, the loss of one head had seriously damaged his vitality. However, the fluctuations of the corona line on his body had completely dissipated, and his movements had returned to their previous agility.
Shen Luo did not answer the other party with words. Instead, his body turned into a ray of golden light and rushed straight towards Mr. Zi.
The King of Destruction followed closely behind, and the Sun Axe and Thor's Hammer once again burst out with terrifying spiritual power fluctuations.
Nie Caizhu knew that she was far inferior to Shen Luo and Mr. Zi in close combat, so she did not follow them and pulled the Ruomu Divine Bow with one hand.
"Whoosh", "whoosh", "whoosh"
Amid the sharp sound of breaking through the air, nearly a hundred thick golden arrows whizzed out. Dense golden light flashed quickly in the air and covered Mr. Zi before Shen Luo.
Mr. Zi retreated rapidly backwards, making hand gestures and opening his mouth to spit.
Countless black devil flames spewed out, forming a huge black fire curtain around him.
There was a loud “puff puff” sound!
The golden arrows of light hit the black fire curtain like a meteor shower. The arrows of light did not contain the Xuanyuan divine thunder. When they came into contact with the black smoke, they immediately made a "hissing" sound and turned into wisps of green smoke and disappeared.
Shen Luo's body was as fast as lightning. He stopped in front of the black fire curtain and without thinking, he made a hand gesture.
Golden lightning spurted out from the Xuanyuan Sword above his head, and after a rolling condensation, it turned into a golden thunder dragon, hitting the black fire curtain.
Amid the "boom" sound of the thunderstorm, a big hole was pierced through the black fire curtain.
Lightning flashed from Shen Luo's feet, and his whole body turned into a thick purple lightning, flying into the big hole.
When Mr. Zi saw this, he did not panic. Instead, a sinister smile of success appeared on his face. He opened his mouth, inhaled, and suddenly let out a roar.
Circles of black light waves as if they were real burst out, instantly sweeping over an area of more than ten feet. A black law space descended from nowhere and enveloped Shen Luo, as if a ferocious giant mouth had swallowed him up in one gulp.