"Ao Hong..."
Shen Luo subconsciously wanted to call out the handsome man's name, but his attention was quickly attracted by another figure that appeared at a distance on the other side.
Under a huge Kunpeng bone, there stood a burly man in a black robe and an eight-sided black crown. His long black hair was scattered behind him, but he was no longer wrapped in the black demonic aura that he had when he first saw him. Instead, he had the face of a rather ordinary middle-aged man, who was the three-headed demon dragon.
"Brother Shen, be careful..." Ao Hong immediately warned them after seeing them.
As he spoke, he turned his wrist, and a Flying Dragon in the Sky Spear was already in his palm. He flashed towards Shen Luo, but his movements seemed a little slow.
When Shen Luo heard the shout, he subconsciously took a step back.
But when he stood still, he suddenly remembered that he was now an early stage True Immortal cultivator and was no longer as weak as before. He could not help but smile bitterly and shook his head.
However, the three-headed dragon named Ao Qing did not take the opportunity to launch a sneak attack. Instead, as soon as it appeared, it bent its ten fingers and made a gesture as if it wanted to kill.
Shen Luo's mind moved, and he looked around. His eyebrows suddenly raised slightly, as if he had discovered something.
But soon, he focused his spiritual consciousness on the three-headed dragon and began to investigate unscrupulously.
Ao Qing naturally also discovered Shen Luo's investigation. He snorted coldly, and a layer of black light suddenly appeared on the large eight-sided black crown on his head, and it opened like a big umbrella.
Shen Luo's spiritual consciousness fell on the black crown, and it was like hitting a fluffy tree crown and was bounced back.
However, after only a brief contact, he still sensed something strange.
"He seems to have been seriously injured and his vitality has been greatly damaged." Shen Luo's eyes flashed, and he said to Ao Hong who came closer.
As he finished saying this, he also discovered that Ao Hong's aura was also unstable, his face was a little pale, and he also looked like he had consumed a lot of energy.
When Ao Hong heard this, his eyes lit up. He stared at Ao Qing and released his spiritual sense to investigate.
Just a moment later, his spiritual sense was bounced away by the black crown on Ao Qing's head, and he was unable to detect anything.
Just when he was a little disappointed, his eyes fell on Shen Luo, and some doubts rose in his eyes, and he asked: "Brother Shen, your breath?"
Shen Luo was slightly stunned when he heard this, and subconsciously checked it out, and his expression changed.
"What's going on?" He was shocked to find that the fluctuations of magical power emanating from his body were only at the middle stage of Mahayana.
"Brother Shen, when I saw you outside the golden pagoda before, your realm was only the out-of-body stage. How come you have reached the middle Mahayana stage all of a sudden now?" Ao Hong said in surprise.
Shen Luo was a little dazed for a moment, and then he used his spiritual sense to deeply explore his Dantian and the magical channels around his body, and found that the magical power stored in them was so strong that it was impossible for a person in the middle stage of Mahayana to have it.
He couldn't figure out what was going on for a moment, so he turned around and said to Ao Hong: "I entered the golden tower that day, and after some training, I got some opportunities, so this change happened. By the way, have you seen anyone else?"