Shen Luo felt that his eyes suddenly went dark, and hundreds of headless figures appeared silently around him, pouncing on him like evil spirits demanding his life, and waves of extremely strong resentment mixed together, almost instantly breaking through his mind.
Fortunately, the Dinghai Pearl suddenly lit up, reflecting a ray of light for him in the darkness. Shen Luo immediately shouted loudly, urging the power of his spiritual consciousness to dispel all the resentment, and then he saw the light again.
However, just as his vision returned, the long stick in his hand had already stopped the green stone platform that had fallen from above. On it, one could still see marks from swords and knives, as well as stains from a large amount of blood.
There was a muffled "bang" sound.
The moment the Zhenhai iron rod touched the stone platform, an invisible binding force suddenly came down from it, binding Shen Luo in place, and the resentment enveloped him again.
At the same time, Qingling Xuannv also flew over again, thrusting the snake spear in her hand towards his heart.
Just as Shen Luo was about to be pierced through the chest by a blow, his eyes suddenly focused, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he suddenly opened his mouth and spit at the woman.
With a light "whoosh" sound, a red round bead shot out from his mouth and instantly hit the woman's forehead.
As the round bead emerged, an extremely high temperature emanated from it. It was the flaming pill bead that Taoist Lei had lent him before.
In a hurry, Qingling Xuannv had no way to avoid it and could only cross her arm in front of her forehead, but the spear in her hand still stabbed straight out.
At the moment when the spear pierced Shen Luo, the flaming pill bead also hit the woman's arm.
There was a loud bang.
The earth lung fire poison contained in the blazing elixir bead erupted instantly and exploded in front of Qingling Xuannv. A powerful impact force directly blew apart the arm armor on her wrist, along with the mask.
The snake spear in Qingling Xuannv's hand had only penetrated half of Shen Luo's body before it was beaten back along with the woman.
Shen Luo endured the injuries, broke free from the restraints, and smashed down towards Qing Ling Xuan Nu with a stick.
Qingling Xuannv blocked with her spear and held Shen Luo's iron stick.
When Shen Luo's eyes fell on her wrist, his pupils suddenly shrank, and he saw five blood-red marks on her wrist, which was as white as a lotus root. They were clustered together like a bright red plum blossom.
"The reincarnation of a demon soul..." His heart skipped a beat.
At this moment, the mask on Qingling Xuannv's face that was missing a corner suddenly loosened and was about to fall off.
He suddenly put away his spear, held onto his visor, and chose to retreat. At the same time, bursts of noisy sounds came from the forest below, and seven or eight beams of light shot up from the ground and chased towards this side.
Seeing this, although Shen Luo wanted to see the woman's face clearly, the severe pain in his heart reminded him not to stay any longer.
He immediately put away the Zhenhai Iron Rod and the Fiery Pill Bead, spread out his arms, and a golden and silver light shone on his body. He instantly turned into a golden and silver phantom, shooting forward at a terrifying speed, and disappeared into the distant sky in the blink of an eye.
After flying tens of thousands of miles in one breath and completely leaving the Heimeng Mountain area, Shen Luo covered his whole body with a yellow brocade scarf and found a valley to land in.