Chen Luo once again activated the wind and thunder spirit patterns in his arms. A stream of green wind rose out of thin air, and in a blink of an eye it surged into a hurricane wind column dozens of feet high, making a whistling whistling.

The hurricane wind pillar was fierce, with the momentum of changing color in the sky and the earth, blowing the white mist in the air to scatter and fly.

Yan Lie's face suddenly sank when he saw this scene. He clasped his right hand and grabbed it. A giant palm about acre of about acre suddenly fell from the white mist, grabbing it towards Shen Luo's head.

The golden lightning struck on it, and the mist on the surface of the giant palm trembled slightly, but it did not collapse and continued to fly down.

But the moon shadow flashed on his feet, teleported dozens of feet out of thin air, avoiding the huge palm grabbing, and heading straight for Yan Lie. A black and red sword light more than ten feet long shot out from him and slashed towards Yan Lie on his head. It was the blood-stained flying knife.

Yan Lie's expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly dodged behind him, opened his mouth and spit out the red sword to curl the black and red sword light, slashing each other, and fire was everywhere.

Chen Luo quickly made a move, and the black and red sword light suddenly became several times larger, and a fierce and bloodthirsty aura burst out, curling the red sword and slashing it in the waist.

With a "swish", the red war knife was cut into two pieces, turned into two pieces of mortal iron and chased downwards. The spiritual power inside and the spirit of the weapon were instantly absorbed...

The power of the black and red sword light once again became stronger, turning into a black and red lightning bolt and continued to slash towards Yan Lie, with a speed of about twice as fast as before.

Chen Luo was also surprised by this situation. Obviously, he did not expect that this blood-deep magic sword actually had the magical power to devour magic weapons and spiritual power.

The sword light was extremely fast, Yan Lie could not hide enough and was about to be injured by him. His face turned cold and his forehead was beating blue veins, as if he wanted to move.

A golden light in the shape of scissors shot from the side, and a "clang" sound blocked the attack of the Blood-Stained Demon Sword, but it was the double-scissors of the Jinlong of Wanshui.

"Fellow Daoist Chen, I offended you!" Wanshui Zhenren rushed over and made a gesture with both hands.

The golden dragon's double shears "boom" turned into two golden dragon-like sword rainbows, slashing downwards at the sinking.

Shen Luo's body shook and avoided Jian Hong's slash. With a wave of his arm, dozens of thick golden lightning shot out of his hand, tearing the void and slashing at Wanshui Zhenren, forcing him back.

"Isn't it okay?" He sent a message to communicate with Huo Lingzi.

"It's going to be done soon. The power of space here is quite strange, which is quite different from what I expected. Wait a little longer." Huo Lingzi said.

Chen Luo frowned slightly, and continued to use his thunder and lightning magical power to bombard the two of them. At the same time, he communicated with Zhao Feiji in the Qiankun bag, and the sound of a soul-catching flute drifted towards Yan Lie and Wanshui Zhenren.

However, a layer of white light appeared on the two of them, easily blocking the invasion of the flute sound.

"Master, those two people seem to have the power of restraint attached to them, and the dragon burial flute cannot penetrate it." Zhao Feiji's surprised voice sounded in Shen Luo's heart.

Chen Luo's expression darkened when he heard this. No wonder the Wanshui Zhenren had been hiding in the illusion fog and was completely unaffected. It turned out that there was such a restriction on his body.

"I want to use the soul-catching demon sound to plot again? Unfortunately, in this Nine-Curve psychedelic array, any soul attack is difficult to play. Let's die!" Yan Lie was almost injured in Shen Luozhi's hand before, and was a little angry at this moment. After sneering, he turned his hand to sacrifice a big banner and waved it.

The white fog around it surged wildly, and white light shot out from inside, which suddenly became much solidified, and it actually resisted the bombardment of golden lightning and the sweeping of blue hurricanes, and rushed over from all directions.

Chen Luo's face darkened, and he hurriedly moved and dodged around. He shot out golden lightning and lightning in his hands, tearing the surrounding white fog and resolutely preventing him from getting close to him.

"Struggle to death!" A trace of mockery flashed in Yan Lie's eyes, and a mouthful of essence and blood were sprayed into the white flag in his hand.

The inspiration on the banner suddenly rose wildly, and many white filaments appeared everywhere in the gray space, especially near the space crack. The dense filaments wrapped the space crack tightly, obviously to prevent sinking and escaping into it.

Large pieces of white thin filaments appeared from the void around him, quickly wrapping around him.

He frowned and immediately struggled.

These thin filaments are extremely tough and cannot break free after fighting.

A stream of illusion came out of the white filaments and flocked into his body, making his mind dizzy.

Chen Luo's heart was shocked, and the magic method was not in good condition to stabilize his mind. At the same time, his arms were thunder and lightning, and golden arcs stormed all over his body, immediately tore the white thin filaments apart and got out of trouble.

But the white filaments in the surrounding void kept popping out and continued to wrap around, and they could not be killed.

In desperation, Chen Luo spread lightning and lightning all over his body, but his body movements were still greatly affected and gradually he was caught up by the white mist around him.

"It's done! Fellow Daoist Chen, you immediately go to the door of the manor below, where is the space channel connecting the outside!" Huo Lingzi's voice sounded.

Chen Luo was delighted when he heard this, and saw white silk and mist everywhere, green light flashing all over his body, and his whole body disappeared out of thin air.

"Escape technique? Stupid!" Yan Lie was not surprised but happy when he saw this scene.

As soon as Shen Luo entered the Yi Wood space, dense white filaments rushed towards him, ten times richer than in the void outside, instantly trapping his body firmly, almost turning into a white silkworm pupa.

The golden lightning and lightning wrapped around him was almost useless.

"The Nine-Curve Psychedelic Array is based on spiritual power space and affects the real space. When you enter spiritual power space, it is no different from seeking death!" Yan Lie laughed loudly, and his magic power flocked into the banner in his hand.

The white silkworm cocoons that fell around him shone brightly, and a stream of powerful magic power poured into his body like an angry wave, drowning his soul.

His eyes turned dark, his mind was dizzy, and he was about to fall asleep immediately.

However, the power of the sunken soul is extremely huge, and it has long surpassed the early stage of the True Immortal, and it still supports it at the last moment.

"What a powerful illusion!" He snorted coldly, using the unprepared magic method to stabilize his mind, and at the same time activates the Pure Yang Sword that was warmed in the Dantian.

The nine-curve psychedelic formation is much more powerful than he thought. Now he doesn't care about Huo Lingzi's advice, so he can only use a slightly more powerful magical power to break the formation.

"Five swords fly together! Get up!" Chen Luo shouted softly, and the roar of the sky sword came from his body, and five red sword shadows suddenly bloomed.

Each sword shadow emitted a terrible aura that cut through everything and flew around him.

This "Five Swords Flying Together" is the fifth style of the Chunyang Sword. Five flying swords jointly attack, which is far more powerful than the combination of two swords.

Before the five swords took off, the cocoon formed by white silk threads around him was shattered like a destruction, his body escaped and returned to the real space.

"How is that possible!" Yan Lie saw Chen Luo appear, and his eyes showed an incredible look.

He knew the power of the Nine-Curve Psychedelic Formation best. Shen Shuo could actually break free from the imprisonment of the magic array. How could this be possible? Even if a real immortal exists in the late stage, it may not be possible.

Once sinking back to reality, the terrible sword energy of the five swords flying together spread out, acting in the surrounding gray space. The gray space immediately buzzed and trembled, as if it was about to burst and collapse.
Chapter completed!