Big dreamer

Shen Luo's expression condensed, and he stepped forward with a long whip in his hand.

There was an explosion.

On the mountain wall, sparks flew everywhere, rocks collapsed, a burst of chaotic smoke and dust arose, and the entire cliff shook.

Shen Luo was overjoyed, and continued to strengthen his hand, vowing to break the restriction with one blow.

However, at the moment when the mountain wall collapsed, a black light suddenly expanded on the black pillar restriction inside, and a powerful force came out, directly sending Shen Luo flying away, until it reached a hundred feet away, before regaining stability. Body shape.

Shen Luo narrowed his eyes, glanced at the Six-Chen Whip in his hand, and turned his hand to put it away.

Then, golden light flashed in his palm, and the Zhenhai iron rod emerged.

"That's all, it's time to try this sky-shattering stick." Shen Luo's heart moved and he said slowly.

After saying that, Shen Luo's figure stopped in mid-air, his eyes slowly closed, and his mind began to replay the stick moves he had learned earlier, like a revolving lantern, and a layer of invisible energy began to surround his body. .

After a moment, Shen Luo's eyes suddenly opened, he clenched the long stick in his hand, raised his feet and stepped in the air, his arms began to swing rapidly, and golden stick shadows began to appear outside his body, condensing like a formation of troops.

And as the shadows of multiple sticks emerged, the force condensed in the void around him became stronger and stronger. An invisible pressure seemed to emerge from the surrounding heaven and earth, and waves of inexplicable force began to press towards him. .

The more stick shadows he swung, the stronger the pressure between heaven and earth around him.

"Use power to gain power, exchange power for power. The greater the pressure you can bear, the more the stick shadow will condense, and the greater the power when released." Shen Luo's inner thoughts on the chaos of the stick. , became more and more invented.

The moment he swung a total of seventy-seven and forty-nine stick shadows, Shen Luo finally felt the limit of this water soul clone. He no longer gritted his teeth and persisted. He suddenly leaned forward and saluted the Buddha Mountain wall towards the sentient beings. He swung his stick and smashed it down.

"Boom boom boom"

Before Zhenhai Bin's iron rod actually fell, bursts of roars erupted in the void. The shadows of the sticks frozen in the void flew back one after another and overlapped with the long stick in Shen Luo's hand.

Each stick shadow returned with the tremendous force of the stick when it was struck out. Under the superposition of layers, this power has grown to an appalling level.

Finally, the long stick settled down, the mountains collapsed and the ground cracked, and the sound shook the sky.

A loud "rumbling" sound was heard, and the black column restrictions on the mountain wall shattered. The entire mountain wall began to collapse, and it collapsed like a mudslide, submerging the entire cliff.

A black vortex emerged in the void, pulling Shen Luo directly into it.

The next moment, water patterns suddenly floated on the stone wall in the Water Curtain Cave. A figure flew out under a burst of smoke and dust, and was held by an old horse monkey rushing over.

"Your Majesty..." Old Mahou shouted with excitement in his eyes.

Seeing this, Shen Luo stood up straight and patted the dust off his body. Just as he was about to speak, the ground beneath him suddenly shook loudly, and a strange "click" sound came from behind him.

The two were startled and looked back, only to find that there was a gap in the stone wall behind them.

"Your Majesty, what did you do? How come this Water Curtain Cave was affected?" Lao Mahou said in surprise.

Shen Luo didn't know how to explain it for a moment, so he could only say: "Don't talk about it for now. There is so much noise here, the Green Bull Spirit should be called in. I have to go back to save people first."

After saying that, he was eager to leave, but Lao Mahou grabbed his sleeve and handed something over.

Shen Luo took it and took a look, only to find that it was the token that blocked the prison of Qi Lianmi and others.

"Thank you."

Shen Luo cupped his fists and thanked him, turned around and headed towards the side hole at high speed.

Lao Mahou turned around, waved his hands, and began to repair the cracks on the mountain wall to cover him up.

Shen Luo quickly reached the deepest part of the side cave, raised his hand and waved the token to open the prison door.

When everyone saw this, they were overjoyed and thanked him one after another.

"What a good boy, you really have a few tricks up your sleeve." Mr. Huo Dexing couldn't help but praise.

"I'd like to trouble you to rescue the other trapped people. I have to find a way to escape from the golden rope first." Shen Luo said, cupping his fists.

"good."

Everyone responded and immediately rushed out of the cell door and began to rescue the other trapped people. Only Huode Xingjun and Qi Lianmi did not move.

"Friend Daoist Shen, you quickly cast a spell to escape, and I will protect you for the whole journey." Qi Lianmi said.

A trace of gratitude flashed in Shen Luo's eyes, he nodded, and then looked at Huodexingjun Huilu.

The latter suddenly glared and said, "What are you looking at? Sir, I haven't lifted the restriction on myself yet, so I can't help you much."

After Shen Luo smiled, he walked to his own body, pinched the spell with both hands, and leaned towards the body.

As a burst of aqua-blue light lit up on his body, the phantom of the divine soul emerged first and merged with the body until it disappeared. The remaining water body turned into dots of fluorescence and was absorbed into his body.

Immediately afterwards, Shen Luo's eyes suddenly opened, and he sat up from where he was, taking a deep breath.

Just as he was about to stretch out his hands to support himself to stand up, he realized that he was still bound by the golden rope. He could only sit up cross-legged and summon the two innate feathers with his mind.

With a thought in his mind, two water ropes suddenly poked out from his sleeves. Like a spiritual snake, they picked up two feathers and shrank them back into his sleeves, attaching them to his left and right arms respectively.

As soon as he completed this action, part of the mana released in his body was absorbed at once.

Shen Luo felt helpless. Fortunately, refining magic artifacts did not require much mana. He immediately started the Nine-Nine Tong Bao Jue and began to refine the two feathers and integrate them into his arms.

At this moment, an angry roar suddenly came from the entrance to the side cave: "What's going on? Why are all these medicine people running out?"

Immediately afterwards, there were killing cries of swordsmen clashing, and dull crashing sounds.

"Oh no, it's the green bull spirit." Qi Lianmi's expression suddenly changed.

"I've alarmed that old beast. Even if my seal is released, I'm still no match for him." Mr. Huo Dexing frowned and sighed helplessly.

"Fellow Daoist Shen..."

Qi Lianmi originally wanted to ask what to do next, but when he turned his head, he saw light shining intermittently in Shen Luo's sleeves, like a candle in the wind, flickering on and off.

"Don't disturb him. This kid seems to be refining some kind of treasure. Unfortunately, even if the magic used is very subtle, it will be interrupted by this golden rope. It will be difficult to achieve anything for a while." Huo Dexingjun sighed.

After hearing this, Qi Lianmi had no choice but to give up and stand on the spot with his fists clenched.