Big dreamer

The Shen Luo Kneading Technique dissipated the cold air in the hall, and he raised his hand to emit a golden light that rolled the armored remains of the human form in front of him.

He first took the spiritual boots from the humanoid armored feet. The cyan spiritual patterns on them were flashing, and the five small words "Pingbu Qingyun Boots" were engraved on the side.

Shen Luo used his spiritual consciousness to investigate and quickly found out that these spiritual boots were wind-attribute magic weapons that contained sixty layers of restrictions. The restrictions were very mysterious and many parts were still unclear.

"What a pair of spiritual boots! Caizhu, put them on quickly." He praised and handed the spiritual boots to Nie Caizhu without hesitation.

Nie Caizhu took the boots and suddenly threw them out, turning into two balls of blue light that merged into Shen Shen's body and appeared on his feet.

Shen Luo suddenly felt that his feet were wrapped by a powerful force of wind, and his body became extremely light, as if he could fly in the wind at any time.

"Cai Zhu, I took this boot to increase your strength..." Shen Luo said hurriedly.

"These boots require wind-attribute spiritual power to exert their power. I am not practicing wind-attribute magical powers, and they are not very useful when worn. Cousin, the wind and thunder spirit pattern is lodged in your arm, which is a perfect match for these boots. And the next exploration We still have to use my cousin as the main force, the stronger you are, the better..." Nie Caizhu interrupted Shen Luo and said.

Shen Luo frowned and wanted to say something else.

"Okay, cousin, I don't know if Wu Luo has gone to the next level now. Let's not waste time on these trivial matters." Nie Caizhu said.

When Shen Luo saw this, he didn't say anything. He took a pair of big swords in the hands of the humanoid Yan Jia and sensed the black thunder restriction on them.

A cold thunder and lightning force passed over, causing the power of the soul in his mind to tumble.

"It is indeed Xuanyin's thunder. This thunder is extremely rare. There is a magic weapon containing Xuanyin's thunder in Tianyan Palace. The same is true for the previous Ziji Ice Flame. How many treasures are there in Tianyan Palace!" Shen Luo was secretly shocked. But he didn't look too much, and put the black sword and the armored body into the Xiaoyao Mirror.

At this moment, the void fluctuated, and a silver light door emerged.

"The situation is the same as before." Huo Lingzi flew over from a distance.

In his hand was a white stone ball the size of a human head, covered with spiritual inscriptions. It looked like the forbidden ball inside the wall. Shiranui Reiko used some means to take out the ball.

"Caizhu, you and fellow Taoist Huo should hide in Xiaoyao Mirror as my backup." Shen Luo glanced at the stone ball in Huo Lingzi's hand and said to the two of them.

Nie Caizhu and Huo Lingzi did not refuse and flew back to Xiaoyao Mirror.

Shen Luo took a step forward. Although he had not yet refined the restrictions in Pingbu Qingyun's boots, his speed was much faster, and he disappeared into the light gate in a flash.

…

In the Peace Valley, after Shen Luo and Wu Luo were teleported away by the magic circle, the black filaments on Che Qingtian and others gradually collapsed, and it didn't take long for them to break free.

The three of them immediately rushed to the teleportation array. Unfortunately, the teleportation array had returned to its previous state. The white light no longer flashed, nor did it continue to operate.

"Damn it, damn it!" Che Qingtian was furious, muttering to himself with blood-red eyes.

When Yan Lie and Wan Shui saw Che Qingtian like this, they felt a little frightened and subconsciously took two steps back.

"Looking at the situation, it is unlikely that we can explore this Tianyan Palace." Yan Lie communicated with Master Wan Shui via voice message.

"In this case, it's better to find a way to leave as soon as possible. This man in white seems to have a high level of cultivation, and his mind seems to be a little crazy. We are no match for us if we work together. Staying here is definitely not a good thing. Do you have a way to get out of here?" Master Wan Shui replied through a message.

"Not before, but not necessarily now." Yan Lie smiled proudly and took out the Mohun pen and Qingtian inkstone.

"I just got this from Shen Luo. Can these two magic weapons help us get out of trouble?" Master Wan Shui looked surprised.

"The Qingtian Inkstone and the Mohun Brush are the natal magic weapons of the previous generation, Fang Jin Pavilion Master. They have great magical powers to control space. As long as these two treasures can be refined, they should be able to tear apart the space here and return to the outside." Yan Lie said, Bring up the mana and inject it into the second treasure.

The two treasures shone slightly, and the white light in the teleportation circle also flashed.

Che Qingtian's expression suddenly changed, and he suddenly looked towards Yan Lie and the other two.

…

Shen Luo's eyes flashed, and when he came back to his senses, he had already appeared in front of the five-story gray tower with the door half open.

He did not stop in front of the tower. After a brief exploration, he flew straight into the black passage behind the tower door and moved forward quickly.

He didn't know if Wu Luo had come in yet, so he had to race against time to move forward.

When passing by the place where the maze map was hidden, Shen Luo paused and turned his head to look over. The traces of witchcraft writing on the stone wall were still there.

"It seems that this is indeed the place before, and it is not an illusion." He secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Knowing that Wu Luo had the ultimate illusion ability to confuse the real with the fake, he was extremely careful every step he took.

Shen Luo continued to move forward without any delay, and soon arrived at the Tianxuan Labyrinth.

Everything in the maze is the same as before, and the guidance stone is also sitting there quietly.

Shen Luo had the map here in his hand and flew forward without any worries.

With the blessing of Pingbu Qingyun Boots, his figure disappeared in the maze of roads in the blink of an eye.

The wall in the black passage behind them flashed with light, and a black figure slowly emerged, it was Wu Luo.

"Shen Luo, I didn't expect to be able to keep up with you like this. Sure enough, you are the one who needs to be on guard most. However, if you fall under my black magic spell, your life will be in my hands." The demon murmured to himself. He said, a sinister smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he pinched his hand a little.

Dots of black light appeared in the void at the entrance of the maze, very thin and difficult to see with the naked eye.

The black light quickly became brighter and thicker, turning into five silk-like black threads, with many black light spots flashing on them. If you look closely, you can realize that each black light spot is an extremely small black skull, all in it. He roared silently and his expression was extremely ferocious, making him look infiltrative.

It's a pity that these black threads have been broken by someone, naturally it was Shen Luo just now.

The five broken black threads immediately ignited with flames and quickly disappeared.

Wu Luo then stepped into the Tianxuan maze, and his figure quickly disappeared in front.

Shen Luo moved forward quickly according to the instructions on the maze map.

He did not rush to the end of the maze immediately, but went straight to the Tiangong Hall.

The tyrannical power that destroyed King Ming Yanjia made him feel extremely excited now. He had an intuition that the Yanjia that destroyed King Ming was still in Tiangong Hall. The power of this Yanjia was unparalleled and could confront Che Qingtian head-on. As long as he gets this thing, he will not be afraid of anyone in Tianyan Palace.

When he thought of this, a flash of excitement flashed in Shen Luo's eyes, and his progress speeded up a lot again.