"This is... the backlash of the Three Calamities." Yao Feng was in a trance for a moment before he reacted.
Shen Luo hid in the Map of Mountains, Rivers and States, and finally killed his inner demon. But when he came out, he still couldn't escape the lock of the Three Disasters.
After the thunderbolt, the disastrous fire that gushed out from the Yongquan acupoint on the bottom of his foot devoured his body. Even though he was already an immortal in the Taiyi realm, and even though his physique was strong enough to rival top-level magic weapons, he was still unable to resist such fire.
The raging flames burned more and more fiercely, but there was no unpleasant smell of burnt meat in the surrounding void. Instead, there was a faint fragrance. Shen Luo's Taiyi body had already become spotless.
"How could this happen?" Bai Xiaotian muttered with his eyes dull.
There was grief in Lu Huaming's eyes. He never expected that Shen Luo would end up like this.
Unexpectedly, Yaofeng did not make any sarcastic remarks, but stared at Shen Luo's burning body, wondering what he was thinking.
After forty-nine breaths, the flames on Shen Luo's body disappeared, and there was no trace of flesh and blood left on his body. Only a skeleton that looked like gold and jade and glowed with a glazed luster was left, lying alone on the ground.
Scattered around the bare skeleton were treasures such as the Chunyang Flying Sword, the Xuanyuan Divine Sword, the Minghong Battle Knife, etc. Although they were all intact, none of them had any spiritual light, and they looked like ordinary dead objects.
"Shen Luo, dead?"
It was not until this moment that everyone finally had the same idea in their minds.
Hei Lian supported Fu Tu and came to Yao Feng's side, but it still felt a little unreal. The previous scene was too dramatic and the situation changed too quickly.
"He died just like that?" Hei Lian frowned and said hesitantly.
Farther away, Lu Huaming’s thoughts froze for half a minute before he finally came back to his senses.
"Impossible, Shen Luo can't just die like this." He muttered, and his body soared up and flew towards Shen Luo.
Bai Xiaotian struggled to follow, but his previous overdraft had made him unable to even stand up.
At this time, Yao Feng's eyes also fell on the blood-colored claws beside Shen Luo, and he immediately shouted: "It is Lord Chi You's source bone magic weapon, take it back quickly."
Fu Tu and Hei Lian also looked at it, and then when they saw the treasures scattered around Shen Luo, greed suddenly appeared in their eyes.
None of the three cared about their injuries and rushed towards Shen Luo's skeleton.
"Get out of here." Seeing the three demons rushing towards him, Lu Huaming was furious to the extreme.
His eyes were bloodshot and he shouted loudly while slashing forward with the sword in his hand. Green light surged out from the sword and turned into a winding river that swept across the sky.
The powerful impact pushed the three people back hundreds of feet.
"You are looking for death." Yaofeng said angrily.
As soon as he shouted, his robes rustled, and suddenly a yellow wind blew from between his sleeves, and a golden cymbal suddenly flew out.
With a "clang" sound, the golden cymbal turned into a stream of light, instantly cutting off the long river of sword energy and hitting Lu Huaming's chest with lightning speed.
"puff"
The golden cymbal immediately cut a huge bloody wound on Lu Huaming's chest, and bright red blood spurted out. He was also knocked away by the huge force and flew backwards like a broken sack.