The Dream Master

"I remember it was mentioned in Fang Cunshan's classics that once the power of the soul is strong enough, it can be forced to pull the other party's soul into the illusion. Is this the situation in front of me?" Shen Luo secretly thought.

Just as his thoughts turned, Jin Jiatian stood up suddenly and strode to Shen Shen.

"Although the cultivation base is low, the xinxing is not bad, and it can only be done." Before Shen Luo could speak, Jin Jiatian spoke lightly and said something inexplicable.

As soon as the voice fell, the sky moved his body and turned into a golden phantom, rushing directly towards the sink, and blending into his body.

A stream of heat injected into the sinking body, but now he couldn't move his whole body and could only watch everything happen.

At this moment, the mana that had been stagnant in the sinking body suddenly started to operate automatically, bursting out dazzling golden light, and the phantoms of the three dragons and three elephants emerged in the golden light, making waves of dragons roaring loudly.

The flow of heat injected into his body immediately slowed down, as if blocked by the phantom of the dragon elephant.

But Jin Jiatian general's heat flow became even stronger, quickly breaking through the barrier of the dragon elephant phantom, and continuing to blend into his body.

The phantoms of the three dragons and three elephants roared in anger, and the golden light flashed into six golden runes the size of a bowl, which sank into the sinking body.

Numerous golden flames burst out from his body, dazzling like a scorching sun.

The heat flow was immediately forced out and turned into the figure of a golden armored general again.

"Impossible, this is Huang Tingjing! Are you a Fang Cunshan disciple?" Jin Jia Tian general's face was full of shock, and he moved with one hand.

As soon as the golden light emitted by the golden pagoda was collected, it flew away from Shen Luo's head and fell into the hands of the Golden Armor Heavenly General again.

"Zai Xia does have something to do with Fang Cunshan." Shen Luo's pressure like Mount Tai disappeared, and he stood up and replied to Jin Jiatian.

The strength of the person in front of him is unpredictable, beyond him knowing how much, he did not try to escape, so he had to bite the bullet and admit it before reacting to the situation.

"Huang Tingjing is a treasure book of Fangcunshan Town School. Except for the Great Sage of Monkey King, no one has successfully completed this work. God's will, cause and effect, is it him..." Jin Jiatian looked at Shen Shen, muttering vaguely. Clear words.

Shen Luo was confused, but didn't dare to ask, so she stood there obediently.

Jin Jiatian will soon raise his head, open his mouth and vomit, a cloud of golden light flies out and turns into a golden book.

When Shen Luo saw the other party's actions, his heart stunned.

Jin Jiatian chanted a few spells in his mouth, and waved the book of heaven in his hand, a golden light waved out from above, engulfing the sinking body.

"What do you want..." Shen Luo's face changed color, but before he finished speaking, a flower appeared in front of him again in a golden space.

Different from the white space just now, his body here is no longer illusory, it has become an entity, but besides his body, his clothes, seven-star rune pens and other foreign objects are still illusory.

"My strength is too weak to be manipulated by these great supernatural powers at will! I must improve my cultivation as soon as possible, and at least reach the Mahayana stage, in order to gain a foothold in the chaotic world after a thousand years!" He secretly said in his heart, and then he looked around.

At his feet is a square stone platform, hundreds of meters in size.

The stone platform is paved with rough blue stones. These blue stones look ordinary but have a sense of ancient vicissitudes. They are obviously not ordinary stones.

From time to time there are traces of brownish red on the bluestone, as if stained with blood, with different shades. It seems that bloody battles are often carried out here. Although the blood has dried out, there is still a strong and incomparable killing aura from it, which makes people heart Surprised, I couldn't help being excited.

A cyan stone pillar stood at the four corners of the stone platform, with a golden flame burning at the top.

"Where is this place?" Shen Luo was puzzled.

At this moment, a silver light flashed several feet away in front of him, and a big man in silver armor appeared.

This person has a stubble face, wide bones, and looks very rough, but the look on his face is very dull and there is no expression at all.

Muran returned to the woods, a vigorous aura radiated from the silver armored man, which was also in the mid-stage of his out-of-aperture state, but it was much stronger than Shen Shen.

The big man was holding a bright silver gun in one hand, and the tip of the gun flashed with a cold light. At first glance, he knew that it was a very high-grade magic weapon, still above the half moon ring.

Shen Luo saw this scene, secretly vigilant, and was about to say hello.

But the silver armored man suddenly looked over, and a strong fighting spirit appeared in his wooden eyes, and the silver spear in his hand suddenly burst into a dazzling light.

The silver light was too dazzling, and Shen Luo couldn't help narrowing his eyes.

But at this moment, the silver light flashed in front of his eyes, and the tip of the silver spear came to him somehow, piercing directly into the sinking lower abdomen.

But the sinking figure slowly dissipated, but it was an afterimage.

"This fellow Taoist, why did he attack me as soon as he appeared? I asked myself if I didn't offend you." Shen Luo figure appeared ten feet away and said.

But the silver armored man ignored him, and immediately turned and rushed over. As soon as he lifted his footsteps, he instantly crossed a distance of more than ten feet and appeared in front of Shen Luo with incredible speed.

The silver spear in his hand turned into a silver shadow, piercing his chest like a meteor, faster than the previous one.

"Your Excellency really wants to fight, I'm taking care of myself!" Shen Luo's figure shook, and he escaped the shot again, and said in a deep voice.

The silver armoured man still did not speak, and the silver spear in his hand flicked, and six silver snake-like spear shadows shot out and stab Shen Luo's body.

"I can't help that day, am I still afraid of you?"

Shen Luo squinted his eyes slightly and stopped talking nonsense. The light and shadow on his feet flashed, and his body suddenly turned into a thin golden shadow, passing through the six gun shadows, and in the blink of an eye he rushed in front of the silver armored man, five fingers It became a claw, pulled out the afterimages, and grabbed the silver spear in his hand.

The silver armoured man let out a low roar, and the spear in his hand spun rapidly, like a big snake swimming, unexpectedly got out of Shen Luo's hand, the spear's tail swept out, counterattack sinking to his chest.

A hint of surprise flashed in Shen Luo's eyes, and he made a mistake and swept away from the tail of the gun.

His catch just now seemed to be normal, but in fact it was already full, and he was unable to catch the opponent's spear. It seemed that the strength of this silver armored man had to be re-evaluated.

When he moved, he turned into a golden phantom and bullied him to the side of the silver armored man, and then he punched out.

The two were fighting together again. The silver armored man's marksmanship was extremely exquisite. A silver war gun was sometimes opened and closed, and sometimes mysteriously changed. With his profound cultivation, it was impossible to defend against.

Fortunately, Shen Luoxiu is not much weaker than the opponent, and Huang Tingjing is so exquisite, and the oblique moon step is even more bizarre. Facing the silver armored man's spooky marksmanship, he did not fall into a disadvantage.

Between the figures, the battle between Shen Luo and the silver armored man had lasted for a quarter of an hour.