Shen Luo only felt that the Seven-Star Banner in his hand became extremely heavy in an instant, as if it had changed from a cloth flag to an iron flag in an instant, and it was almost impossible to hold it.
He secretly ran Minor Transforming Yang Art, strengthened his arms, and then barely lifted it.
At this moment, Daoist Luo let out a low cry, and shot out Peachwood Sword from his hand, turning into a meteor-like red light. It was incredibly fast, and it spanned a distance of several feet in an instant and pierced Seven-Star Banner.
The yellow light on the flag fluctuated, and Peachwood Sword actually submerged into it and disappeared. However, a gap suddenly opened where Peachwood Sword was stabbed. The gap was pitch black, and it seemed to be connected to a dark place.
Almost at the same time, a shrill scream came from the side courtyard on the left. It was a woman's voice. It seemed that she had been hurt in some way. Everyone in Ma Residence trembled and moved closer to each other, not daring to say a word.
Shen Luo Having experienced the dream before, his courage has been tempered to an incredible level. He still stood there motionless, but frowned slightly.
Although the cry was shrill and shrill, it did not appear to be weakening. It was obvious that the opponent was not dead even though he was injured.
"That's not right! I was hit by a sword, but I didn't die!" Daoist Luo also looked surprised.
At this moment, the scream suddenly turned into a sharp roar.
Daoist Luo's face also condensed. He kept making secrets with his hands and waved them repeatedly, as if he was urging Peachwood Sword from a distance.
There was a banging sound from the dry well in the bamboo forest on the left side of the courtyard, as if someone was fighting below.
Balls of dirty black gas gushed out from the mouth of the well, and the courtyard was immediately enveloped by a chilly air.
The temperature in the main courtyard also dropped sharply, and a cold air spread quickly.
Ma Family Everyone in the courtyard was shocked. Someone yelled, and everyone fled towards the right courtyard in fear. Several people were so panicked that they tripped to the ground. The scene was extremely chaotic.
Shen Luo glanced at the embarrassed Ma Family people and was about to say something to reassure them that they shouldn't be afraid.
At this moment, the crack in the Seven-Star Banner in his hand made a cooing sound, and a black energy surged out from it, wrapping around him all of a sudden.
The meridians all over his body immediately felt cold and stinging, and half of his body instantly became unconscious.
Shen Luo was startled, but before he could cast a spell to deal with it, Yang Gang energy felt the intruding ghost energy in his body and immediately activated his body protection on his own.
A bright red light bloomed from his body, filling his whole body, immediately separating the black energy, and most of the numbness in his body dissipated.
"Oops!"
Shen Luo's eyelids twitched, and he remembered that Daoist Luo was next to him, and secretly sighed that something was wrong.
The Minor Transforming Yang Art he showed at this moment was far more than just getting started.
However, Shen Luo's thoughts were spinning, and he did not restrain Yang Gang energy. Red light circulated around his body, resisting the ghost energy around him, and his eyes glanced at Daoist Luo next to him.
Daoist Luo was holding hands like wheels at the moment. He seemed to be fighting fiercely with his opponent and did not pay attention to the situation here.
"Nie Zhan, do you really think I can't get rid of you?"
Daoist Luo suddenly shouted loudly, pointed his hands together, and quickly scratched the opposite palm. Blood immediately poured out, turning the two palms red.
His hands glowed red at the same time, but the red light on his left hand was bright and dazzling, full of masculinity, while the red light on his right hand was pure and restrained, giving it a feminine feel.
With a "pop" sound, his hands clasped together to form a sword-finger seal, and he recited a spell in a low voice.
The red light on both hands immediately entangled and merged with each other.
Along with the roar of Child Sword in the courtyard next door, a red light shot out from the bamboo well. It was the Peachwood Sword, but it was tightly entangled by several tentacle-like black air.
Black gas surged in the well below, and more black gas shot out from the well and rolled towards Peachwood Sword.
Peachwood Sword Turning around, two red lights suddenly appeared on the sword, intertwining with each other.
"Zheng..." There was a clear sound like the clash of gold and iron, and a huge red air sword about ten feet long condensed, and it also bloomed with a bright and warm red light.
The black air wrapped around Peachwood Sword suddenly evaporated quickly and turned into nothingness.
The black air that flew up was illuminated by the warm red light emitted by the air sword, and it immediately melted like ice and snow under the scorching sun.
"Yin-Yang Dharma Sword, kill ghosts and demons!"
Daoist Luo's eyes suddenly widened, he raised his hands high, and then slashed down with all his strength in the air.
The red light of the red qi sword in the courtyard next door suddenly became brighter, making most of the courtyard shine with red light, and then it slashed down hard, just like the action of Daoist Luo.
With a "chi-la" sound, the black air floating in the courtyard was easily cut in half, and quickly evaporated and disappeared.
The red qi sword disappeared without a trace in a flash, and the next moment it teleported out of thin air and appeared in front of the abandoned ancient well, striking down like a groundbreaking strike.
"Boom" a loud noise!
The entire abandoned wellhead exploded, gravel and smoke flew into the air, and a deep crater about ten feet in size was blasted out of the ground.
The old locust tree next to it was also blown to pieces and fell to the ground.
"Ah!"
A shrill scream that was so sharp that it hurt the eardrums sounded, but it quickly weakened.
The gloom that originally shrouded the entire Ma Residence slowly dissipated at this moment. The sun shone down, and every place in the mansion was indescribably bright and warm. It felt like the clouds and mist were parted to see the blue sky.
The black air on Seven-Star Banner stopped gushing out. Shen Luo breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly ran Minor Transforming Yang Art to disperse all the black air from the body.
The Ma Family people in the hospital who were fleeing in embarrassment gradually noticed that the crisis was over, stopped running and looked at the two Daoist Luo people.
Daoist Luo At this moment, the red light lingering on his hand has disappeared, his face is slightly pale, but his expression is also a little excited, and he raises his hand.
There was just a "swish" sound, and a red light flew back from the yard next door and landed in front of him. It was the Peachwood Sword that disappeared.
The brightness of the crimson talisman on Peachwood Sword was greatly reduced. It was obviously a great consumption. The surrounding air swords had disappeared. A three-foot-tall red ghost stood on the sword tip, but it was a woman in a red dress.
The skin and flesh of the woman's hands and feet were rotten, and white bones were exposed in many places. She looked very disgusting. Her face was relatively well-preserved, and she looked very delicate. There was a bright red beauty mark between her eyebrows, but her eyes were full of violence and ferocity. She roared at Daoist Luo, and her body struggled even harder, trying to escape the shackles of Peachwood Sword.
However, this female ghost has no ghost power in her body, and her body has become almost transparent, as if she could float away at any time. No matter how hard she tries, she can never leave Peachwood Sword.
Shen Luo looked at the female ghost in the red dress curiously, secretly comparing it with the Long-Haired Ghost thing in the dream. As expected, the ghost in the dream was more ferocious and terrifying.
But in terms of strength, the ghost in front of him is naturally more powerful.
"The evil obstacle will not be punished yet! Take it away!"
Daoist Luo shouted sharply, turned over his hand and took out a small black cloth bag from his arms, and pinched it with his fingers.