Shen Luo walked out of the canyon, and the terrain in front of him suddenly opened up. A vast plain appeared in front of him, and there were clusters of low shrubs everywhere on the horizon. At first glance, they looked like small mounds.
As he walked, he took out an elixir and stuffed it into his mouth.
Although he did not consume much energy in the previous battle, Shen Luo decided to replenish his energy first and try to maintain his best condition.
Shen Luo walked along the plain. He did not have the intention of looking for Zhao Tong. He just walked around to see if he could find any treasures.
The Temple of Spring and Autumn had only been rebuilt for a short period of time. Money was spent like flowing water. Although Shen Luo had passed the position of the Temple Master to Qin Ming, how could he really be a shopkeeper who did not care about anything?
He still had to save up what he needed to save and earn what he needed to earn.
If it were not for the fact that the Immortal he had met earlier was not weak and was at least at the Middle-stage of the Great Ascension Stage, Shen Luo would definitely have taken the Single-Horned Demons' storage ring before leaving.
"Sigh, if you are not in charge, you will not know the cost of living …" Shen Luo sighed and walked slowly with his hands behind his head.
He did not know how far ahead, but suddenly there was a roar. Even the ground under Shen Luo's feet shook.
The sound was not small. Could it be that someone was fighting?
As Shen Luo was thinking, he saw a golden pillar of light suddenly rise in front of him and shoot straight into the sky.
Accompanying it was a powerful wave of Spiritual Qi that spread out in all directions.
"There is treasure!" Shen Luo's eyes suddenly lit up.
Without hesitation, he flew straight up and turned into a ray of light, heading straight for the golden light.
At the same time, from the surrounding wilderness, there were also rainbow figures rushing in that direction. Among them, there were two rainbow lights that were flying at a speed not slower than Shen Luo.
However, Shen Luo was closer and was still the first to arrive.
When he landed on the ground, the golden light that soared into the sky had already disappeared. On the ground not far in front of him, there was a circular crater that was faintly visible.
He quickly caught up and saw that there was a pool of water about three feet in diameter inside the hole. The spiritual aura inside was dense, and a thin layer of mist was floating on the surface of the water.
"This is … a spirit spring?" Shen Luo was a little surprised.
The Heaven and Earth Spirit Qi in this mystic realm was completely restricted. It was practically a place where no one could enter. How could there be Spirit Qi that had accumulated to form a spring?
"Forget it, I'll keep it first."
Shen Luo shook his head and didn't think much about it. He raised his hand and took out seven or eight bottles and jars. He began to control the spiritual liquid with the Water Controlling Technique, turning it into a thin stream that flew out of the pit and flowed into the jars.
The area of the spirit spring was not large, so the amount of spirit liquid accumulated inside was limited. Very quickly, Shen Luo extracted all of it.
Just as he was about to leave, there was a sudden sound behind him. A purple arrow light tore through the void and reached his back in an instant. Its speed was so fast that he couldn't dodge it at all.
At the critical moment, the golden light behind Shen Luo suddenly shone. A dragon's roar sounded, and the Dragon Horn Awl immediately appeared behind him, blocking the arrow.
"Boom!" There was a loud sound.
The purple arrow hit the Dragon Horn Awl, and the golden dragon shadow that had just appeared on the awl instantly dissipated.
The Dragon Horn Awl also smashed heavily on Shen Luo's back, sending him flying dozens of feet away. It took him a lot of effort to stabilize his body.
Shen Luo turned around and looked at the sky behind him with anger in his eyes.
The clothes on his back were instantly frozen, and there was a burst of extremely cold breath. The Huangting Scripture in his body was immediately activated, and a warm breath spread along his back, slowly dispelling the cold.
A handsome man in light armor was suspended in the air. Beside him was a long-tailed woman with a fluffy face. It was the Demon Clan powerhouse Seven Kills and the Dragon-Li cat demon Hua Li.
When Shen Luo looked at Seven Kills, Seven Kills was also looking at Shen Luo. He frowned slightly and seemed to be a little puzzled.
"He actually blocked Lord Seven Kills' Dragon Cry Cold Water Bow. Just now, Lord Seven Kills had the intention to kill him." Hua Li couldn't help but exclaim softly.
Seven Kills ignored her. He pulled the silver-purple bow in his hand again, and a purple arrow condensed from magical power appeared on it. The arrow was pointed directly at Shen Luo's forehead. The tip of the arrow condensed into a stream of light, gradually forming a spiral airflow.
The distance of this arrow was even closer, and it used even more magic power. The accumulation of power was also more complete.
"Sure enough, it's the late Mahayana stage …"
For a moment, Shen Luo felt that his Qi seemed to be linked with the arrow. He couldn't help but frown.
He even had a feeling that if this arrow was shot, he would definitely not be able to dodge it.
Shen Luo snorted coldly. He put his hands in front of him, and the Dragon Horn Awl shone with golden light. A dragon's head stretched out from the awl and wrapped around the awl, as if it was also accumulating power, waiting for the explosive attack.
"Whoosh!"
There was a sudden gust of wind.
Shen Luo and Seven Kills instantly released their killing moves at the same time.
The purple arrow's speed was faster, and it instantly arrived in front of Shen Luo. The dragon's roar on the Dragon Horn Awl shook the sky. The original pattern of the dragon's horn was revealed, and it hit the arrow without reservation.
"Bang!" There was a loud sound.
The purple arrow and the golden light of the dragon's horn exploded at the same time, like a blooming firework.
"The cloud dragon gathers the cold water, and the river and sea become ice." Like a prophecy, Seven Kills whispered softly.
In the light of the purple arrow's explosion, a huge shadow of a cloud dragon stretched out. It spewed out billowing cold air, and instantly froze the Dragon Horn Awl and the golden light that exploded on it.
The cold power of the Void spread, and the ground within a radius of a thousand feet was covered in frost in an instant. Shen Luo stood stiffly on the spot. The edges of his clothes and the tips of his eyebrows were also stained with frost.
"Good …" Seeing this, Hua Li immediately clapped her hands and cheered. At this moment, on the Vermilion Bird Square outside the Secret Realm, several huge Sky Hanging Mirrors were projecting the scene of the battle between Shen Luo and Seven Kills.
There was a sea of people all around, and their cheers were deafening. All the betting stations were seizing the opportunity to ask people to bet on this battle.
Shen Luo versus Seven Kills, the odds of victory were one to one hundred and twenty-one, the odds of death were one to thirty-three, and the odds of a draw were one to one hundred and fifty.
In the eyes of these people, it would be easy for the two of them to decide the winner. The probability of death was not high, and the probability of a draw was even lower.
Bai Xiaotian was joking with Lu Huaming before, but now he could not help but feel a little nervous.
Previously, the Sky Hanging Mirrors had projected several battles, and two of them were about Seven Kills. The Demons and two Immortals who had fought with him before had all been beheaded.
He had the same opinion as those who were betting crazily. He also felt that Shen Luo did not have much chance of winning.
On the high platform, Cheng Yaojin could not help but frown when he saw this scene.
He did not support the convening of the Martial Meet of the Three Realms, but the other three clans strongly pushed for it, and the Imperial Advisor Yuan Tiangang also agreed on the surface. In the end, he could only compromise.
However, he did not expect that Shen Luo would participate in it. He could only sigh in his heart.
Below the martial arts arena, Chen Shiyuan and Yu Hai were also in the crowd. They stared at the Sky Hanging Mirrors and cursed in their hearts.
They hated that Shen Luo would die in the hands of Seven Kills before he could find Zhao Tong.
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