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Chapter 495

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"Who's obstructing us? But it's too late! "The middle-aged scholar's voice came out of the black gas, and then he snorted coldly.

"Boom!" A loud noise came from the river, and the Golden Light Sword Array collapsed. A cloud of black gas flew out of it, and it was the dragon head.

The dragon head hovered in the air, and then fell down and merged into the black gas.

"Haha … Haha!"

The middle-aged scholar's wild laughter came out of the black gas, and all the black gas rolled back like a whale sucking in water. Soon, it disappeared, and the scholar's figure appeared.

However, the middle-aged scholar's appearance had changed greatly at this moment, and he had turned into a monster with a human body and a dragon head wearing golden armor.

A majestic aura was emitted from the dragon head monster, which was far more powerful than everyone present.

The water vapor in the surrounding void gathered crazily, and the wind suddenly blew. Black clouds appeared in the air, covering the whole sky in the blink of an eye, and thick lightning shuttled back and forth in the clouds.

In an instant, the weather above the whole Chang 'an City changed, and a storm was coming.

Shen Luo was shocked. Such strength seemed to be more terrible than that of a Genuine Immortal.

"I finally got my dragon head back, Li Shiming! Yuan Tiangang! This time, I'll make you pay with your blood! "The dragon head monster roared at the sky, and the roar was sharp and harsh, as if it could break gold and stone.

Shen Luo's eardrums were stung, and his body swayed, and he flew back hundreds of feet.

Lu Huaming and the other three also hurriedly retreated.

"I said, don't interfere in this matter! Since you insist on seeking death, I'll send you on your way. "The dragon head monster turned to look at Shen Luo.

Shen Luo felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave, and his whole body was cold. He could not help but show a trace of horror on his face, but he did not lose his composure, and his wrist shook!

The pure Yang sword embryo shone brightly, and the Red Lotus Hellfire spewed out, forming a fire lotus the size of a millstone.

The golden armor shone brightly, and a bell-shaped shield appeared in an instant, covering his body in it.

"What's stirring up trouble?" A thunderous voice came from the distance, and the huge sound wave shook the ground.

Streaks of light appeared in the distant horizon. They were densely packed, and there were at least a hundred of them. They were flying towards this place.

The three streaks of flowing light at the very front were especially grand. They were hundreds of feet long, and the auras of the people in the streaks of flowing light were also abnormally huge. They covered the sky and the earth, and shook the void.

"Human ants, you only know how to win by numbers. Fine, I'll let you go today." The dragon-headed monster looked into the distance and snorted coldly. Then, a dazzling golden light appeared all over its body.

An earth-shattering dragon roar was heard, and the scholar transformed into a hundred-feet-long golden dragon. Then, he soared into the sky, and disappeared into the clouds.

Shen Luo finally felt relieved. He panted a few times, and then recovered.

He had never felt so close to death in the real world. His back was sticky and covered in a layer of cold sweat.

With the disappearance of the dragon-headed monster, the black aura around the civilians on both sides of the river dissipated, and they returned to normal.

"I can move my body!"

"Run!"

Those people cried out in alarm and fled in all directions.

Shen Luo ignored those people and looked at the ground not far away. There was a yellow copper bell. It was the yellow talisman.

This thing could make ghosts lose their minds. It was a good treasure.

He waved his hand and sucked it over. After looking at it for a while, he put it away.

At this moment, the streaks of flowing light in the distance flew over and landed, revealing several figures.

The three people in the lead had a dignified aura. Their eyes flashed with divine light, and their cultivation was unfathomable.

The person in the middle was an old man in a yellow robe. His body was bent, and he was leaning on a yellow wooden cane. His hair was thin and withered, and the skin on his face and hands were like old tree bark. He looked like a piece of wood that was about to rot.

However, the people around him treated him as the center and did not dare to overstep.

On the left of the old man was a middle-aged man in a golden robe with silver threads. He was tall and carried a large silver sword on his back.

On the right was a beautiful woman in a white palace dress. Her eyes were like water. She was so beautiful that people did not want to look away.

Behind the three people, there were many people with high cultivation. Most of them were from the Great Tang government. However, there were also some cultivators from the Transformation Temple and Mount Putuo.

Shen Luo had seen Mount Putuo's Fairy Qinghua and the Transformation Temple's Resident Sleeping Moon.

Beside Fairy Qinghua stood a young man. It was the young man surnamed Wu who had fought with him. However, the girl surnamed Li was not among them.

Although Shen Luo had changed his appearance when he entered Changping Square, he returned to his original appearance when he came out. The young man surnamed Wu quickly noticed him, and his eyes flashed with hatred.

Shen Luo glanced at him. His eyes flickered for a moment, but he soon calmed down.

His cultivation had reached the Soul Condensing Stage. Naturally, he would not care about the hatred of a cultivator surnamed Wu.

"What's going on here?" The yellow-robed old man asked. His cold eyes swept over Shen Luo, Lu Huaming, and the others.

Lu Huaming stepped forward and bowed to the yellow-robed old man. He then pointed at Shen Luo and said, "Greetings to Senior Huang Mu. The four of us were ordered to return to Chang 'an City from the Yin Ling Mountain. After we entered the city, we found that there were ghosts here. We immediately came to investigate. However, we are not very clear about the details. Brother Shen is a friend of mine. He arrived earlier than us. Let's ask him to explain."

"Brother Shen, this is a consecrator of the Great Tang's government, Master Huang Mu. His status is very high, so please be polite. He likes people who are well-mannered." Lu Huaming's voice sounded in Shen Luo's mind.

"Junior Shen Luo greets the seniors." His eyes moved. He stepped forward and bowed to the yellow-robed old man. Then, he cupped his fists and bowed to the others. No matter whether it was his posture or expression, there was nothing wrong with it.

"Young man, you are neither arrogant nor rash. Not bad. Tell me, what's going on here? "Master Huang Mu nodded satisfactorily and asked.

"Senior, it's like this …" Shen Luo explained the situation in detail. He started from when he went to the Great Tang government to find Lu Huaming.

However, he hid the things that were related to himself, such as the Shadow Gu, the General's ghost, and so on.

As for the gray-robed old man, he subconsciously did not want others to know, so he did not say anything.

After Master Huang Mu and the others heard this, their expressions changed again and again even though they were all experienced and knowledgeable people with profound cultivation.

"Lu Huaming, I remember that you were also involved in the Treasure Hall incident. After that, the report said that the ghost of the Jinghe Dragon King had been sealed again. Why is he here?" The young woman in the palace dress asked Lu Huaming. Her voice was soft and sweet, making people's bodies soften.

"I am also very puzzled about this matter. It could be that I made a mistake last time and did not seal the Dragon King's ghost. It could also be that recently, someone from the Body Refining Altar entered the Underworld and released the Dragon King's ghost." Lu Huaming lowered his head and said.

When the young woman in the palace dress heard this, she frowned. Obviously, she was not very satisfied with Lu Huaming's response.

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