Seeing that he could not escape, Shen Luo twisted his body suddenly, and his whole body spun on the water like a top. Waves of magical power were released with his movements, causing the lake surface, which had just calmed down slightly, to become turbulent again.
He suddenly clenched his fist and smashed it into the sky. The magic power in his body suddenly surged out like a river. The waves of the lake stirred by his magic power also rolled up at a high speed and suddenly rushed into the sky.
The water waves that rose from the ground spun violently, like a green dragon, and slammed into the falling golden ingot, causing its golden light to tremble violently and shake continuously.
But its falling momentum only slowed down slightly before continuing to press down again.
"This kid is really good at water magic." Qian Tong felt the violent fluctuations coming from his magic weapon and was a little surprised.
After saying that, he pinched the magic formula in his hand again and pointed at the gold ingot in the air.
A hint of black began to emerge on the shiny gold ingot and quickly spread, dyeing the entire ingot black.
"Tick-tick"
Shen Luo suddenly felt a chill on his forehead, and a drop of black liquid suddenly dripped silently from above his head.
A ray of evil spirit immediately penetrated into his brow.
Then, a series of "tick-tick" sounds were heard, and the gold ingot that had turned black quickly melted. A black rain fell, instantly submerging Shen Luo.
Before Shen Luo could perform the Water Avoidance Technique, his entire body was wrapped in sticky black liquid. A sinister aura permeated his entire body, penetrating through his skin and entering his body.
When he saw this, he felt no fear in his heart, but instead there was some joy in his eyes.
His mind raced, the magic power in his body was activated, and the Qiankun bag hanging around his waist immediately opened, with a black light shining inside.
The wisps of evil energy that were wrapped around his body suddenly surged wildly, were absorbed by the black light stirred by the mouth of the Qiankun bag, and began to flow into it rapidly.
"Haha, it turns out that he has the Qiankun bag on him. Fellow Daoist Cangmu, Fellow Daoist Nuchuan, we will kill this man later. Don't fight with me for this magic weapon." Seeing this, Qian Tong's face became even happier and he shouted loudly.
"Tsk tsk, you're the only one who likes that kind of spooky stuff." Nuchuan glanced at it and sneered.
"Fellow Taoist Qian Tong, don't play too much. Deal with him quickly. We still have important things to do." Taoist Cangmu said with a frown.
When Qian Tong heard this, his expression restrained a little and revealed a trace of solemnity.
Then, he turned his wrist and a dark purple talisman appeared in his palm. There were strange runes on it, with the word "Ming" at the top and a sinister ghost face at the end.
He just threw the purple talisman casually, and it flew straight out and fell into the black liquid.
With a "teng" sound, a flame jumped out of the purple talisman and burned violently. A thick black shadow emerged out of thin air from the talisman paper flame.
After it appeared, the black liquid around it immediately poured into the black shadow, and soon condensed into a huge black ghost, which exuded a strong aura of death and opened its mouth to bite Shen Luo.