"It can be confirmed that this is our Buddhist Vajra Subduing Demon Circle formation, but unfortunately we can't find the center of the formation." Zuan Yue shook his head and said helplessly.
"You two can try to expand the search range, perhaps you can find something else." Shen Luo said after a little thought.
"Expand the scope?" Zuan Yue and Ku Lin hesitated for a moment, then stepped back a little and looked carefully in the square outside.
Shen Luo didn't say anything else. He smiled and continued to check ahead with Bai Xiaotian and the other confused man.
Not long after they walked, they saw Zheng Jun and Lin Qianqian sitting on a big rock.
Among them, Lin Qianqian rested her chin on her legs with both hands, her face full of frustration, but Zheng Jun looked at her with a smile in his eyes, and it seemed that he didn't care much about whether the barrier was broken or not.
When the two saw Shen Luo and his companions coming, they greeted them but didn't say much.
Shen Luo and the other two did not stay for long and continued to move forward.
Just when the three of them had walked most of the way around the barrier, a roar suddenly came from the front.
When Shen Luo looked up in the direction of the voice, he saw Huang Ting alone, holding a snow-white sword and slashing at the light curtain of the barrier.
Then, there seemed to be a sound of Sanskrit chanting, and above the translucent light curtain, an extremely huge golden palm print suddenly appeared and hit Huang Ting's sword.
"Boom", another even more violent roar sounded.
Huang Ting and his sword were repelled by the huge force and flew away a hundred feet away. Blood spurted out of his mouth and instantly soaked the white gauze covering his face.
She struggled to get up from the ground, raised her hand to take off the gauze to wipe the blood off her face, and quickly put on a new one to cover up the diagonal scar on her lip.
"Fellow Daoist Huang, this magic formation is extremely powerful and cannot be countered by force." Shen Luo couldn't help but remind Huang Ting when he saw that he wanted to try again.
After hearing this, the latter stopped and nodded towards Shen Luo as a way of expressing his gratitude.
Shen Luo sighed slightly in his heart. It was not the final moment to fight for the fairy apricot yet, but they had already divided into factions. There was Ku Lin from Qinglian Temple and Zuan Yue from Jiuhua Mountain, Zheng Jun from Giant Sword Sect and Lin Qianqian from Emei Mountain, he, Bai Xiaotian and Nie Caizhu. Only Huang Ting was alone.
However, from the looks of it, the three of them have a better chance of winning.
After Shen Luo walked a full circle along the translucent light curtain, he finally stopped at the starting point. He stood there and pondered for a moment, then suddenly took a step back and began to bend down to observe the stone bricks on the ground.
After watching for a while, his brows suddenly frowned and he began to retreat quickly until he was outside the square, then he stopped.
Bai Xiaotian and Nie Caizhu didn't understand what was going on, and followed him out with puzzled looks on their faces.
After Shen Luo stood still, he silently recited a mantra in his mind, raised his hand and gently wiped his eyes. A strange light suddenly lit up in his pair of dark eyes, and a circle of glowing runes seemed to appear inside.
"Pupil technique..." Bai Xiaotian was a little surprised, wondering when Shen Luo had mastered this secret technique.