Although Shen Luo's spiritual thoughts were still unable to break through the restriction of the golden pagoda, he could clearly feel that his spiritual thoughts seemed to have turned into substance and were roaming freely in the surrounding world. It seemed that as long as he wanted, he could instantly know the scenes thousands of miles away.
Shen Luo's eyes suddenly opened wide, and there seemed to be golden light shining out of his eyes, expanding and contracting, and the magic power in his body was circulated smoothly, as if it was endless. With a wave of his hand and a lift of his foot, the spiritual power of the surrounding heaven and earth was drawn by him like a river, surging endlessly outside his body.
At this moment, another strange noise came from above.
Immediately afterwards, there was a loud "boom" and the heavenly calamity fell down again without any tact.
I saw an electric net woven above my head, and fist-sized lightning balls condensed and fell down like a rainstorm, and exploded with a loud roar before they hit the ground.
The exploding thunder ball contained the pure true meaning of thunder and lightning, and it struck Shen Luo madly.
Upon seeing this, the latter stood up from where he was, but did not pick up the Liu Chen Whip beside him. He just turned his body and spun several times on the spot like a top. He clenched his fist to gather strength, suddenly soared into the sky, and punched out.
The moment this punch was thrown, the magic power in his body surged like a river, rushing out along the magic veins in his arms.
One punch, a hundred punches will come!
Densely packed aqua-blue fist shadows emerged, covered with a layer of light golden fist energy, like a rainstorm rising from the earth and rushing back towards lightning in the sky.
The fist intention was flowing throughout Shen Luo's body, and his whole body seemed to be connected to heaven and earth. His magic power attracted a large amount of spiritual energy from heaven and earth to roll up, following behind the fist shadow like a tide.
The fist shadow and the thunder ball bombarded each other, and the exploding light illuminated the entire golden hall. The surging spiritual energy of heaven and earth was like a huge net, which scooped up all the aftermath of the fist force and lightning and poured them onto the magic circle.
The cross magic circle floating above the hall shook violently, and a layer of golden light spread out, combining with the surging spiritual energy of heaven and earth, eliminating all fluctuations, and all the thunder and lightning disappeared.
This time, the thunder tribulation was actually repelled by Shen Luo.
"The means used by those Tiangang soldiers at the True Immortal level are indeed extraordinary." Shen Luo was also a little surprised when he saw this.
The Heaven-shaking Fist he had just used was learned from a silver-armored heavenly soldier he had fought before, and its power was far beyond his expectations.
Shen Luo took a deep breath, sat cross-legged on the ground again, and began to adjust his breathing and stabilize his state of mind.
After a while, the cross magic circle above his head moved again. Shen Luo slowly opened his eyes, looked up, raised his eyebrows slightly, as if he thought of something.
Then, he took out the Seven-Star Pen from under his body, and with a light wipe of his palm, a new set of clothes came out and was put on.
Then, the light on the Seven Star Pen flashed again, and another stack of talisman paper and a box of talisman ink appeared.
Shen Luo took out several sheets of green frost paper and spread them out. He grabbed the talisman pen and licked the talisman ink, then began to write quickly on the talisman paper like a dragon.
For a moment, the magic power in the body flowed out like living water from a spring, flowing down along the tip of the pen. The writing was completed naturally. The rune was completed, and a light flashed. The whole piece of talisman paper reflected purple lines, and a "Falling Thunder Talisman" had become a talisman.