At this moment, he was wearing a purple dress, and his long black hair had turned into short purple hair that reached just above his ears. His eyebrows were as dark as spring in the mountains, his eyes were like Qiushui, and there was a round purple mark between his eyebrows, like a flower. He looked like a pretty and charming woman.
What shocked Shen Luo even more was that there was a pair of small bone wings behind it, which Zhengyi was flapping.
"Demon Race!"
Perfected Luo shouted loudly, with a look of complete disbelief in his eyes.
Shen Luo After taking a closer look, he discovered what kind of flower was between Gu Hualing's eyebrows? It was clearly a skull mark the size of a fingertip, and the demonic aura emanating from his body was also extremely strong.
"Still want to summon a warning? It's too late..."
Uncle Wang gave a low shout, swung out a palm with one hand, and with a flash of light from his sleeve, a short halberd flew out and hit Perfected Luo's chest.
Perfected Luo took a step back, flicked his sleeves, and a Copper Coin Sword glowing red flew out and hit the short halberd.
There were sudden and unusual noises in the courtyard, and the two Talisman Artifacts were fighting in the air.
At this moment, the soil under Perfected Luo's feet suddenly loosened, and a white bone ghost claw suddenly broke out of the ground. It scratched his calf hard and pulled out several shocking blood stains with a "squeak" sound.
Perfected Luo had already been poisoned, and was attacked by the ghost claw. He was suddenly overwhelmed. The short halberd knocked away his Copper Coin Sword and shot him in the head instantly.
At the critical moment, a "boom" of thunder sounded!
A white electric light as thick as an arm suddenly fell from the air, hitting the short halberd so hard that it trembled, turned to the side, and nailed it to the ground.
For a moment, the courtyard was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop, and the eyes of the other three people were all focused on Shen Luo.
None of them expected that Registered Disciple, who was usually regarded as a waste by everyone, would unexpectedly use Thunder Talisman Arts.
Shen Luo felt flustered when he saw it. He lowered his head and glanced at the right palm that he subconsciously raised, and smiled bitterly in his heart.
"Boy, you hide it well enough, but I usually look down on you!"
Wang Qingsong's eyes turned cold, and with a flick of his hand, a black mist surged out from his palm, and terrifying ghost faces condensed inside, rushing towards Shen Luo.
When Perfected Luo saw this, his figure blurred, and he came to Shen Luo. He quickly formed a seal with his hands in front of him and slapped forward with one palm.
But when I saw the handprint formed, it was bright and generous, and a strong Pure Yang Power surged out.
When the ghostly black mist encountered the white light, it immediately dissipated like ice and snow meeting the sunlight.
But after the light dissipated, Perfected Luo staggered, and his face was already covered with black energy.
"Daoist Luo, are you okay?" Shen Luo asked anxiously upon seeing this.
"I didn't expect that you actually taught yourself to become Talisman Arts. It seems that my master has underestimated you. Today I will officially accept you as my direct disciple. Are you still willing?" Perfected Luo looked at Shen Luo with a strange expression, and after taking out a dharma plate-like thing from his sleeve robe, he said solemnly.
"Of course my disciple is willing, but now we should find a way to escape first." Shen Luo replied with a wry smile.
"Don't worry, since I have accepted you as my disciple, I will naturally try to save your life. I have my own way!" Perfected Luo heard this, hehehe, and suddenly opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood towards the magic plate in his hand.
The Dharma plate fell to the ground, and a white light suddenly burst out from it, shooting straight out a hazy beam of light about ten feet high.
"Let's go!"
After that, he slapped Shen Luo on the back, causing him to stumble and hit him into the light pillar.
Shen Luo was caught off guard and felt his whole body stiffen. His whole body was bound by the white light and he could not move at all.
"No! Stop him quickly." Upon seeing this, Uncle Wang shouted loudly, and black mist billowed out from between his sleeves.
Gu Hualing also flew to the ground. He raised his wrist and several White-Bone Skeleton suddenly jumped out from the ground and rushed towards Perfected Luo.
At this time, Daoist Luo did not speak, but his voice suddenly sounded in Shen Luo's mind:
"Take the token to see your great-uncle and ask him for help quickly."
Before Shen Luo could figure out what was going on, Perfected Luo had already thrown a palm-sized jade pendant into his arms.
The next moment, he felt the world spin, and the white light shrouded outside him suddenly shrank. His whole body seemed to be squeezed into the Dharma Disk, and his figure disappeared from the place.
Perfected Luo Just as he breathed a sigh of relief, his back was invaded by black mist.
He stepped on Astral Steps again and jumped forward, but the Daoist robe was taken off by him and remained in place.
But after the black mist spread, the Daoist robe quickly decayed and turned into ashes.
"Go and kill that kid." Uncle Wang frowned and said.
Gu Hualing hesitated for a moment, waved the bone wings behind his back, and was about to fly out.
"Monster, don't even think about leaving." Perfected Luo shouted loudly and raised his hand and waved outward.
A ball of light flew out of his hand and directly hit the Bagua Mirror hanging on the door of the main room. The mirror immediately flipped downwards, refracted a ray of light, and hit another bronze mirror in the gatehouse of the front yard.
Light immediately refracted from the mirror and fell on other places in the courtyard. The entire courtyard was enveloped in light, and a huge Bagua shadow appeared on the ground under the light.
Gu Hualing had just taken off, but hit a void light screen that was difficult to discern with the naked eye, and fell back again.
"Restriction?" Her expression changed slightly.
"That's all, it's just Registered Disciple. It's insignificant. Let's deal with the one named Luo first." Wang Qingsong's face turned pale as he approached Perfected Luo step by step.
Shen Luo felt like the world was spinning, his body seemed to be falling continuously, and his eyes were filled with white light.
But after a moment, his feet landed on solid ground again, and the white light in front of his eyes also dimmed, but the strong dizziness could not subside for a while.
He took a step forward, but failed to stand firm. He stumbled forward and hurriedly stretched out his hand to push forward, and his palm touched a rough stone wall.
After he stood firm while holding on to the wall, the dizziness finally subsided and his vision returned to normal. Only then did he realize that he was in an unfamiliar dark stone room.
There were several oil lamps hanging on the four walls of the stone chamber. I don't know what kind of grease was burning inside. There was no smoke in the flames, but there was only a faint fishy-sweet smell.
Shen Luo turned his eyes and landed on the corner of the stone room, and immediately tensed up.
I saw two strange figures wearing tattered Black Robe over there, wrapped in thick black mist, their bodies tilted and floating in the air. Their arms were stretched forward, as if they were about to move forward to kill something.
Shen Luo was alert, and took a step forward. Looking through the gap between the two of them, he saw in the corner where they were flanking, a thin old man wearing a gray robe and a Five Sacred Mountains crown, holding a magic spell with both hands and confronting them.