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Chapter 706 Procrastination

Under the crazy attack of everyone, the black air wall suddenly fluctuated violently, quickly becoming thinner, and was about to burst.

While urging the Pure Yang Sword Embryo attack, Chen Luo stared at Zhanguo, feeling that the other party was a little strange. He had been standing on the ground without moving since the beginning. With his demonic energy, he resisted everyone's attacks. With his Mahayana stage strength, wouldn't he be more advantageous to dodge them?

"Is he having any other ideas?" A silver light shone in his eyes, looking at Zhanguo's feet, his expression immediately changed.

As he guessed, wisps of extremely light black and red light were pouring out from the ground, constantly blending into the fruit-stained feet, and passing them to all parts of his body.

These black and red lights were extremely thin, and they would never be able to detect them unless he used the power of the viper pupils.

Chen Luo turned his eyes to the extreme, and soon saw the changes of these black and red lights after entering Zhanguo's body.

The black and red light directly merged with the magic power in Zhanguo's body. His magic power changed rapidly, and was quickly infected by the demonic energy, turning into a cold energy, and the total amount of magic power was also growing rapidly.

"Everyone breaks this air wall as soon as possible. Zhanguo is delaying time to absorb demonic energy to improve his strength!" Chen Luo was shocked and shouted loudly, reminding everyone.

At the same time, he didn't care about saving his mana and took out the Five Fire Fans with his hands.

When the others heard this, they looked terrified and they also increased their offensives.

Zhanguo heard the cry of Shen Luo, and suddenly looked up. The sharp look in his eyes flashed, but then he turned into a sarcastic look. He stretched his right hand and looked forward...

Five blood-red lights shot out from his fingertips and penetrated into the black demon's head.

A trace of blood appeared in the eyes of the huge black demon head, and a big mouth opened again, and seven or eight black shadows shot out from it, pounced on everyone like lightning, which were the corpses that had been swept away by the black tentacles before.

These people are now alive again, their broken bodies have recovered as before, but their bodies have changed greatly. The skin of their bodies is covered with light black spiritual patterns, and purple-black scales appear on their arms and thighs, and strange light flashes. The eyes become more confused and the mouth is even more dull, and the mouth is even more roaring, with obvious lack of mind and even the ability to speak, just like the middle-aged monk before.

However, the bodies of these people did not increase, but their speed became astonishing. It was no exaggeration to describe them as lightning. In the blink of an eye, they arrived near the monks of the Western Regions, and many of them had not yet reacted.

"Be careful!" Chen Luo hurriedly made gestures with both hands.

The blue shadow flashed, Zhenhaizhu appeared beside him, and a large wall of water condensed out of thin air, blocking the demonized people.

These demonized people roared lowly, and the black light in their hands surged.

With only a few sounds of cracking silk, the water wall was easily torn apart.

Chen Luo sighed in his heart that the Yellow sand in the Western Regions is thousands of miles away, and the water vapor is thin. Even if the Zhenhaizhu is blessed, the power of the water system magic is still unsatisfactory.

Although the water wall was immediately broken, these demonized people were delayed for a moment.

The monks here immediately reacted and used their own methods to fight with these demonized people.

Chen Luo secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but at this moment, a black figure appeared almost teleported, and two black magic claws penetrated his chest, as fast as two black lightning bolts.

Fortunately, his eyesight has increased greatly. He has just caught a trace before the black shadow flew forward. His feet are shining brightly, and his body retreats rapidly, barely avoiding the black shadow's attack.

He saw clearly that this black figure was the dragon altar. A huge fluctuation of demonic energy burst out from his body, and it had reached the peak of the out-of-body stage, only a line away from the Mahayana stage.

A shrill scream came from not far away, and another black shadow penetrated through the body of a monk who was out of the body.

The black shadow was Baoshan, and his body emitted an extremely strong aura fluctuation, which also reached the peak of leaving the body.

Baoshan was fierce and left and right, and the monk's body was torn in half, and the internal organs and a large amount of blood rain drifted down from the air, shocking the others nearby.

When Chen Luo's spiritual sense sensed this scene, he felt a chill in his heart and hurriedly retreated again.

At this moment, the dragon hall in front of him grinned at the corner of his mouth, stomped his feet on the ground, and his body made a crackling sound of bones. His whole person turned into a afterimage and suddenly disappeared from the spot.

When Chen Luo saw this scene, he immediately used his spiritual consciousness to sense its position, but his spiritual consciousness could not find any trace of the dragon altar, and the other party seemed to have suddenly disappeared.

"What kind of magical power is this? It can actually avoid the exploration of spiritual consciousness!" He felt awe-inspiring in his heart, and immediately turned his hand to draw out the Eight-Hanging Mirror, which hangs above his head.

A bright light flashed on the mirror, and a bright light came out toward the bottom, forming eight mirror-like blue light curtains around him.

On each light curtain, a magical talisman is reflected, emitting strong spiritual power fluctuations.

As soon as the blue light curtain appeared, a black air appeared behind him, and the figure of the dragon altar appeared out of thin air, and two fists covered with black scales slammed down.

Chen Luo did not turn back, but his spiritual sense instantly sensed everything behind him, and the magic power in his body immediately increased and injected it into the Eight Hanging Mirror.

An ancient rune flashed on the front of the treasure mirror, and the light emitted from the entire mirror turned into golden light.

The dazzling golden light shone down, and the green light curtain instantly turned into a golden light curtain. The runes on it were each distorted and changed, turning into the eight legendary mountain-stopping beasts, making the defense of the Baxuan Mirror look more stable than before.

Two loud "bang" and "bang" sounded, the golden light curtain trembled violently, and the eight-suspended mirror also buzzed and trembled.

The sinking inside the light curtain felt two terrifying huge forces attacking, and immediately flew out with the treasure.

Although he had a golden light curtain to protect his body, his back still felt numb and his whole body lost control for a moment. His heart was shocked. Baxuanjing was the top-notch defensive magic weapon, and he could not resist the power of the two fists of the demonized dragon altar. After the demonization of the dragon altar, his strength became much stronger.

After the Dragon Altar attack, the black light flashed and disappeared again. The next moment, it fell out of thin air and appeared out of thin air. A pair of black fists smashed down again, without giving Shen Luo any time to react.

There was a loud "bang" sound!

Chen Luo was knocked out again. This time he was hit even more. The magic power condensed in his body was also dispersed by these two powerful fists, and the golden light curtain suddenly became dim.

The dragon hall roared like a beast, and then swayed and then suddenly stretched forward. The whole person was as delicate as boneless, and instantly reached behind Shen Luo. His two fists were like lightning and hit the Shen Luo's back.

If an ordinary out-of-body cultivator faced such a thunderous and lightning-like attack, he would probably suffer. However, Shen Luo had such rich experience against the enemy. After being knocked away twice in a row, he barely grabbed some gaps in the attack of the dragon altar. His feet were shining brightly, and he flew forward, barely opening a gap with the dragon altar, causing the dragon altar to slap in both fists.

At the same time, he waved his sleeves.

A ball of purple light shot out and turned into a purple giant bead about the size of a foot, blocking behind him. It was the purple bead that was snatched from Yaofeng's hand.

The dragon's fist hit the purple giant beads, making two loud "bang" and "bang".

The purple giant beads shook and flew backwards.
Chapter completed!
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