"Huh? It's actually so tough …" Shen Luo exclaimed softly. He was clearly surprised.
The Dragon-Horn Awl's powerful strike only managed to pierce through half of its skull, but it did not manage to pierce through its entire head.
Seeing that the giant crocodile still had the power to fight back, Shen Luo revolved the Yellow Court Scripture. His body rotated in the air, and with this force, he swooped down and punched the Dragon Horn Awl.
A layer of golden light that was so faint that it could not be seen clearly suddenly lit up outside his body. It wrapped his whole body and condensed into a vague golden fist shadow. It heavily hammered on the Dragon Horn Awl.
"Boom!"
There was an earth-shaking roar. The golden fist shadow was wrapped in a tyrannical force as it pierced through the ground. It immediately smashed the Dragon Horn Awl into the ground. Even the giant crocodile's head was smashed into a bloody mess.
Fairy Blue Lotus and the other two saw this scene through the Sky Hanging Mirror, and their eyes flashed with a little surprise.
"I don't know if you have noticed, but the way he punched seems to have the shadow of the Celestial Aura?" Huang Tong was the first to speak.
"Not only does it have the shadow of the Celestial Aura, but this fist technique seems to be at least forty to fifty percent similar to one of the 36 Celestial Aura Soldiers of the Celestial Palace. But the strangest thing is that the way he operates his spiritual power seems to be related to the Yellow Court Scripture of the Fangcun Mountain. "Zhenren Moon Watcher said.
What they said was true. Shen Luo's fist was indeed learned from the 36 Celestial Aura Soldiers in his dream. But in the dream, he could do ninety percent similar, but in the real world, he could only imitate forty to fifty percent.
"Isn't he from the Tang Empire? How can he know the Celestial Palace technique?" Huang Tong frowned.
"I heard from the disciples who knew Shen Luo that Shen Luo also joined the Tang Empire halfway. Before that, I only knew that he was from the Little Mao Mountain. Later, he stayed in the Bai family of Jianye. After that, I don't know what experience he had. Maybe before joining the Tang Empire, he received the inheritance of the Celestial Palace and the Fangcun Mountain." Fairy Blue Lotus thought for a moment and said.
"If that's the case, then the reason why his advancement is so fast can be explained. In addition, we can basically rule out the possibility of him practicing the Demons' Secret Technique. After all, it's hard to guarantee that he won't fight with himself if he cultivates both Immortal and Demon techniques at the same time. "Reverend Guan Yue analyzed.
"Martial Uncle's words make sense," Huang Tong agreed.
"If that's the case, then there's no need to deliberately observe. Once the results of the mystic realm adventure come out, if he can really win then I will find a way to lure him into our Mount Potala. "Fairy Blue Lotus said after a moment of silence.
After saying that, she waved her hand, and the image on the Sky Hanging Mirror blurred for a moment, as if it was covered by clouds. However, the clouds soon dissipated, and Nie Caizhu's figure appeared on the screen.
"Why? Are you still worried about your disciple?" Huang Tong asked.
"Although Cai Zhu's realm is not weak, she has been practicing in retreat for so many years in order to pursue the breakthrough to the Dacheng Stage as soon as possible. She has almost no actual combat experience," Fairy Blue Lotus said.
"Even so, you don't have to worry about anything. The monsters above the Out of Body Stage have been encircled by us. Those who can still move around at this moment are the low-level monsters that are not a fatal threat to them," Huang Tong said.
Fairy Blue Lotus heard the words and nodded silently. With a wave of her hand, she put away the Sky Hanging Mirror.
In the mystic realm, after Shen Luo killed the crocodile and just peeled off its monster core, Zhao Feiji came back with a wild leopard and a cat spirit in his hands.
"Let's go, we just made a lot of noise. Let's not attract any trouble. Let's leave here first," Shen Luo said to Zhao Feiji after putting away the magic weapon.
The latter just took the souls of the two monsters and returned to the Qiankun bag on Shen Luo's waist. He began to cultivate silently.
Speaking of which, it was strange. After leaving the vicinity of the swamp, Shen Luo didn't encounter any more monster beasts along the way. Soon, he arrived at a dense primitive forest.
Walking out of the forest, Shen Luo suddenly heard the sound of fighting coming from the front. He carefully concealed his aura and quietly followed the sound to take a look. He saw that in the dense forest ahead, there was a woman fighting with two black figures.
The two black silhouettes were of the same height, shape, and clothes. Even the bamboo hats on their heads were almost the same. However, one of them held a black spear in his hand, while the other held a scimitar in his hand.
"Why is it her …" Shen Luo recognized at a glance that the woman was the Female Taoist from the Taiying Temple.
She held a white horsetail whisk in her hand. Every time she waved it, thousands of crystal threads flew toward the two black figures, but they were always dodged or repelled.
The two black figures cooperated with each other very skillfully and accurately. One fought from a distance, and the other attacked from close range. They actually forced the Female Taoist to retreat.
Shen Luo looked at the movements of the two people. Although he could feel bursts of spiritual power fluctuations, he could not detect their aura. He could not help but feel a little puzzled.
At this moment, the Female Taoist shouted and swept out the white horsetail whisk in her hand, forcing the figure with the spear to retreat. Her other hand suddenly patted the side behind her.
A crimson light flashed in his palm, and a talisman suddenly ignited in his hand. A cluster of crimson flames surged out and engulfed the saber wielding figure that was chasing after him.
"Boom!"
With a roar, the flame suddenly burst open, and the black figure retreated in a panic. There were signs of burns all over his body, especially the bamboo hat on his head, which had already been burned through by more than half of it.
Through the burnt bamboo hat, Shen Luo finally saw the man's "face" clearly.
He saw that his cheeks were empty, and he could not see the distribution of facial features. There was only an oval face outline, and some wood lines could be vaguely seen on it. It was obviously carved out of wood.
"No wonder I couldn't detect their aura …" Shen Luo suddenly realized that the two men in black were puppets.
After watching for a while, Shen Luo planned to bypass this place and continue to rush to the neem tree.
But just as he was about to leave, he suddenly heard a cry of alarm. He quickly stopped and looked in the direction of the sound.
Only then did he realize that a dense mass of vines had suddenly emerged from the ground where the female Taoist priest and the puppet were fighting. The female Taoist priest's legs had been entangled by several black vines that were as thick as a child's arm.
There was a slight panic in her eyes. The horsetail whisk in her hand suddenly swept toward the vines under her body. As a result, before it touched the vines, the vines pierced out from the ground and quickly entangled her arm and the horsetail whisk.
Then, the black vines pulled around. The Female Taoist felt a strong tearing force and suddenly uttered a painful cry.
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