"Damn it! What are those two pieces of trash Wei Qing and Liu Qing doing? They have the Jade Purifying Bottle in their hands, so how could they let the Purple Gold Bell fall into the hands of this human kid! All the people from Mount Putuo are here, so where did those two pieces of trash go?" Feng Xi's eyes flashed with anxiety, and he cursed in his heart.
Shen Luo did not make any more futile attempts. He activated the purple gold bell to maintain the operation of the huge pillar of fire and save the consumption of mana.
But the Purple Gold Bell consumed too much of his energy. Although he tried his best to conserve it, the magic power in his body was still consumed rapidly. At this moment, it was less than 30%. He took out two recovery pills and swallowed them.
"Haha! I almost forgot that with your current level of cultivation, you can't support the consumption of the Purple Gold Bell at all. Your magic power must be almost gone! Human boy, you dare to block my demon clan's plan. When I get out, I will tear you into pieces, imprison your soul in the demon fire, and torture you for a hundred years!" Feng Xi said with a smile when he saw Shen Luo's actions.
Shen Luo seemed oblivious to Feng Xi's threat. He tried to circulate his magic power as steadily as possible and to practice refining the elixir.
At the same time, he sent a message to the ghost general through his mind, asking him to wake up Nie Caizhu and cast a spell to restore his magic power.
The reason why he chose to trap Feng Xi in this way was because Nie Caizhu was there and could replenish his magic power in time.
"Fellow Daoist Nie! The master is in critical condition. Please cast a spell to restore some of his magic power." The ghost general below received Shen Luo's instructions and immediately said to Nie Caizhu.
But Nie Caizhu stood there with her eyes closed, as if possessed by a demon, and had no reaction to the ghost general's words.
The willow branch in her hand emitted bursts of green light, and it was obvious that the ritual had begun.
"Fellow Daoist Nie, I have never practiced the recovery magic of Mount Putuo. It will not be too late to sacrifice this willow branch later. You should first restore the magic power of the human boy up there." Although the little bear monster had some conflicts with Shen Luo, he also understood the current situation and spoke.
But Nie Caizhu still did not respond, as if she was in a trance.
"What's going on? Fellow Daoist Nie?" Bai Xiaotian sensed something was wrong and raised his hand to pat Nie Caizhu's shoulder.
He had already taken the healing Ruling Pill, and his injuries began to recover rapidly, and his face was not as pale as before.
However, just as his palm was about to touch Nie Caizhu's shoulder, the green light on the willow branch in Nie Caizhu's hand suddenly became brighter and exploded in all directions. Before Bai Xiaotian's hand touched Nie Caizhu, it was shaken away by the green light.
An extremely flexible but extremely powerful force rushed out, and Bai Xiaotian flew backwards, spurting out a mouthful of blood.
The ghost general and the little bear monster were also affected by the green light and retreated a distance.
"Nie Caizhu, what's going on?" The ghost general waved his hand and released a black gas that wrapped around Bai Xiaotian's flying body, and asked in shock.
"It seems that she was practicing the willow branch and accidentally entered some mysterious state of mind. The willow branch also recognized it as its master and rejected any foreign objects that approached Nie Caizhu." The little bear monster looked at Nie Caizhu and said.
"The master is still fighting with the demon tribe in the True Immortal Stage. He doesn't have the time for Nie Caizhu to comprehend the treasure. Wake her up!" the ghost general shouted in a deep voice and pointed with his finger.
A stream of black gas shot out from his hand and turned into a giant black arrow several feet long, which shot towards Nie Caizhu. A layer of black fierce wind appeared around the arrow.