"Cousin …"
When Shen Luo heard this soft call, he couldn't help but furrow his brows. He grabbed onto the wrist of "Nie Caizhu", and his eyes flashed with golden light as he stared at her.
With the support of the Fiery Eyes of Truth, Shen Luo saw that the "Nie Caizhu" standing in front of him was formed by strands of golden light. There was even a relatively thick strand of light extending from the top of her head all the way to the space between her eyebrows.
Suddenly, he felt an icy chill from the bottom of his feet. When he lowered his head to look, his feet had already sunk into the swamp. Under the swamp, a strange force surrounded his legs and was pulling him down.
Shen Luo moved his legs slightly and realized that the force wasn't too strong. He didn't rush to pull them out, and instead looked at Tsing Lu.
Unlike Shen Luo, who had just sunk into the swamp, Tsing Lu's body was already half submerged in the swamp. However, there was a happy and complacent smile on his face, and he didn't realize that he was in danger at all.
The surrounding human-shaped buildings hadn't disappeared yet, and there were strands of golden light extending from them, but they were all connected to the space between Tsing Lu's eyebrows.
At the same time, there were obvious waves of Soul Power undulations from Tsing Lu's body, and they were constantly overflowing.
Shen Luo instantly understood. The poisonous miasma in the Swamp of Desire didn't seem to harm the body, but it could affect the soul. If one wasn't careful, it could cause the soul power of the person in the swamp to leak out, and create illusions based on their thoughts.
The maintenance of these illusions depended on the soul power of the person being controlled. The more complicated the illusions were, the more soul power would be consumed, and the deeper the person would sink into the swamp. Once the soul power was exhausted, the controlled person's soul would be unable to maintain it, and it would collapse and disappear. The person would be completely swallowed by the swamp, and completely disappear from the world.
"If this continues, this guy won't be able to hold on for much longer."
Shen Luo frowned slightly, and didn't even look at "Nie Caizhu" beside him. He raised his hand and wiped his forehead, cutting off the golden strand that connected to the space between his eyebrows.
The soul connection was cut off, and the figure of "Nie Caizhu" became illusory, and the strands of golden light that occupied it also became illusory, until they disappeared.
Subsequently, with a command in his heart, Shen Luo circulated the Yellow Court Scripture in his body, causing his legs to shake abruptly. The strange energy that coiled around his feet was instantly shaken to the point of dispersing, and his body leaped agilely to escape the restraints.
After that, he kept a tight guard on his divine sense and quickly caught up with Qing Lu. He bent down and put his hand on his shoulder.
In the illusion, Tsing Lu was originally about to step through the mansion's gate, surrounded by his family. Suddenly, he felt a weight on his shoulder, and when he turned his head, he saw a person with a blurred face pulling him. He couldn't help but frown, and wanted to scold him.
At this moment, Shen Luo saw that Qing Lu's eyes had become extremely dim. Her body, which was originally a Spectral Ghost Immortal, had also become somewhat illusory. It was obvious that she had exhausted too much of her soul power.
Shen Luo quickly cut off the soul connection with his palm, and pointed at the space between his eyebrows to help him seal the soul power that was leaking out.
Tsing Lu only saw a flash of light in front of him, and the figures of his family members suddenly began to distort. The surrounding buildings also collapsed, and all of them turned into dust and dissipated.
"No, no, don't go …" He couldn't wake up from the illusion, and he couldn't help but scream.
"Wake up!" Shen Luo suddenly shouted, like a Buddhist lion's roar.
Tsing Lu only felt his sea of consciousness shake, and his pupils suddenly shrank, completely waking up.
He just wanted to move, only to find that half of his body had sunk into the swamp, and only his chest was still exposed.
"Upper Immortal, this …" Tsing Lu shouted as he struggled.
"Don't move, you fell into the illusion just now, and almost died from exhausting your soul. I'll pull you out now." Shen Luo whispered.
Tsing Lu heard this, and only then did he notice that the golden light around him was dissipating. Feeling the familiar aura, he vaguely guessed something.
"Upper Immortal, this swamp can absorb people's soul power?" He steadied his mind and asked.
"Yes. But those with strong willpower or strong souls are not affected. Although you're a ghost immortal, and you're good at cultivating ghosts, your willpower is not strong enough, and your obsession was too strong when you were alive, so you fell into the illusion. I temporarily sealed your soul. "Shen Luo explained.
Shen Luo's willpower was a hundred times stronger than Tsing Lu's, and his soul was strong enough, so he shouldn't have fallen into the illusion. It was only because he was spying on Tsing Lu's soul that the miasma took advantage of the opportunity, and drew out his soul power.
"Thank you, Upper Immortal, for saving my life."
At this moment, Tsing Lu's face could no longer be described as pale, and there were signs of it becoming transparent. He quickly thanked him.
"Don't talk nonsense, I'll pull you out in a moment, and you should also circulate your mana to your lower body, and try to cooperate with me to drive away the entanglement." Shen Luo said.
Tsing Lu didn't say anything, and just nodded heavily.
Shen Luo immediately squatted down, pressed one hand on the wet ground of the swamp, and grabbed Tsing Lu's shoulder with the other, and suddenly shouted:
"Now, up!"
At the same time as his voice sounded, the palm on the ground made a gesture, and operated the nameless art, driving the water in the swamp to shake violently, and rushed to the surface of the water. Golden scales appeared on the arm that grabbed Tsing Lu's shoulder, and his five fingers instantly turned into dragon claws, and he pulled with all his strength.
"Boom!" A muffled sound came from the ground.
A black wave rose into the sky, and Tsing Lu's figure was wrapped in it, and flew directly into the sky.
"Could it be that I guessed wrong …" Shen Luo saw this and couldn't help but frown.
Before the thought in his mind fell, the surface of the swamp that had just surged with waves suddenly shook violently, and a huge figure arched out of the ground, turning up the mud within a radius of thousands of meters. It opened its giant mouth and bit toward Shen Luo and Tsing Lu above.
Shen Luo's body flashed, and he had already rushed to a thousand meters high in the sky. Only then did he see the figure of the giant beast. It was a giant catfish monster with a pitch-black body.
As it opened its giant mouth, bursts of black mist spewed out of its mouth. Shen Luo was slightly contaminated, and he felt a surge in his sea of consciousness, and a force of Divine Thought involuntarily leaked out from his glabella.
In the air, Qing Lu's face was deathly pale. His entire body was like a sieve. Intermittent streams of Spiritual Energy flowed out from his body, spreading in all directions like wisps of smoke.
If this continued, his ghost body would no longer exist before the catfish monster swallowed him into its stomach.
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