Shen Luo's heart moved, he stood up and walked to the door, after a little hesitation, he pushed the door open and walked in.
As soon as he entered, golden light burst out from the eyes of the golden-armored general, pulling him into the battle space again.
"Is it because I haven't entered the tower for too long?" Shen Luo sighed in his heart.
While he was thinking, there was a flash of silver light opposite the stone platform, and the figure of another silver-armored heavenly soldier emerged. He was tall, holding two maces, and looked at Shen Luo coldly.
Shen Luo wanted to go out and practice the Xuanyin Kaimai Jue, so naturally he didn't want to spend too much time here. He immediately took out the Liuchen Whip, moved his body and rushed forward.
The silver-armored heavenly soldier had been watching Shen Luo's movements coldly, his body motionless, even the way he held the mace with both hands did not change at all, until Shen Luo rushed to a distance of ten feet in front of him, two rays of light suddenly flashed in his eyes, he lowered his body, tapped the ground with his toes, and rushed towards Shen Luo.
Two silver air currents were swirling under his feet. He held the mace in both hands and crossed it in front of him. He came in front of Shen Luo in almost one sprint. He swung both hands forward at the same time, and two golden arcs of light burst out from the mace, interweaving with each other and rushing straight towards Shen Luo.
The distance between the two sides was rapidly closing. Shen Luo was unable to dodge and could only pause. He then grasped the Liu Chen whip with his backhand and slammed it heavily on the ground. A black light shone brightly on the whip, and layers of whip shadows extended to both sides, as if a black fence had been erected in front of Shen Luo.
The crisscrossing golden arcs of light instantly hit the black fence, making bursts of explosive sounds. Layers of whip shadows shattered one after another, and finally hit the main body of the Liu Chen Whip, breaking into pieces with a bang.
Shen Luo took a step forward and swung his hands upwards suddenly, whipping out with the force of wildfire. A thick whip shadow suddenly burst out from the whip, rising from the ground and heading straight for the face of the silver-armored heavenly soldier.
Just as the whip shadow was about to hit the silver-armored heavenly soldier, his body suddenly flashed with light, and a ray of light appeared between his eyebrows and spread out vertically, splitting his body in the middle and turning into two heavenly soldiers.
Shen Luo's gaze focused and he found that the two silver-armored heavenly soldiers not only had the same appearance, but even their aura was exactly the same, and they both looked to be in the middle stage of the Mahayana period.
As soon as the two figures stood still, they each held a golden mace and rushed towards Shen Luo from both sides. There were silver air currents swirling under their feet. Their figures blurred and a series of afterimages slid out on the left and right, continuously, surrounding Shen Luo in the center.
"It's just a trivial trick."
Shen Luo's eyes fell on the surrounding afterimages, and he immediately distinguished two of the shadows that were obviously different from the others. He spat lightly and hit one of them with the Liu Chen Whip in his hand.
A whip shadow suddenly attacked, and the afterimage turned its head to look at Shen Luo, but did not make any move. Then the other afterimages also turned their heads.
Shen Luo suddenly smashed down the Liu Chen Whip in his hand, and the black light burst out from it, instantly tearing the afterimage apart.
Seeing this, Shen Luo's heart sank. He suddenly pulled back the Liu Chen Whip in his hand and raised it horizontally above his head.
Just as he raised the whip above his head, there was a sharp "clang" sound, and a golden mace came down from behind and hit the Liu Chen whip heavily. The huge force made Shen Luo stagger.