In the dust, everything in the cellar was razed to the ground, and the outermost door of the cellar was also broken by the air wave, and the two door panels flew away from the door.

Zhang Bai felt that his back was as if it had been ironed by an electric iron, and it hurt terribly, and his first worry was not whether he was injured, but whether the white robe he was wearing would be burned.

He tried his best to move his body, but his body seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, and he couldn't stand up no matter what, so he had to make a hard roll first, turning his body over and getting his face up. I didn't expect the hydrogen bomb to be so powerful, but it was so badly injured just by being affected.

Looking around, I first found that Shi Long was sitting motionless in the iron cage, and then found that the cellar had been blown up so that the passage was a little wider, and it seemed that you could feel the outside breeze in the cellar.

Only the iron cage still stood majestically, unaffected.

"Dang!" the sound of metal falling to the ground startled Zhang Bai.

Looking back, it was the deadly flying sword, no one was manipulating it now, it was probably blasted to the wall of the cellar before, and the broken wall was held somewhere, and now it finally fell to the ground.

When Zhang Bai saw this sword, it was as if he had seen an enemy, and he sat up again desperately with all his strength, thinking that he must destroy it quickly, in case the stone dragon woke up, there would be one less big threat.

His body recovered slightly, especially his right hand, which had been shattered by the flying sword before, and at this time it sprouted and grew again, gradually taking shape. It's just that the flying sword is a little far away from him, and his right hand has not fully recovered, so he can't use it from a distance for a while.

There were several rocks crumbling from the wall beside him, and he picked one up with his left hand and threw it at the flying sword. With a "dang" sound, the stone hit the flying sword, but it was useless.

Zhang Bai looked at Shi Long, who didn't know life and death, and there was no reaction there, but he didn't believe that with the cultivation of Shi Long Dao people, he would die so happily. You have to go back to the secret room as soon as possible, and you have to destroy the flying sword, so that even if the stone dragon wakes up, there is nothing he can do about it.

But he couldn't move for a while, so he could only rub on the ground.

In a hurry, he suddenly felt that he was probably blown up stupidly, didn't he know how to take objects? But he had always taken pictures from the tattooed nine-story tower before, so I don't know if it can be done on this occasion?

Thinking of this, Zhang Bai turned his left hand and five fingers into claws towards the flying sword. The spell works. The flying sword was sensitive, and with a "whoosh" sound, it turned into a white light, and it flew towards him, Zhang Bai was so frightened that he lay on the ground, and the flying sword flew past Zhang Bai, and fell to the ground again with a bang.

"Whew!" the sweat came out, and he let out a long breath that he was almost scared to death. In other words, such a self-cut camera is also a kind of sword method?

He didn't dare to use the technique anymore, so he simply calmed down and concentrated on the exercises, hoping to make his body recover quickly.

Fortunately, this is the correct solution, the Taiping Sutra operating in his body was originally a holy text of healing, and within a quarter of an hour, not only did his right hand recover as before, but his body could move slowly.

Zhang Bai stood up tremblingly, although he was a little unsteady on his feet, he was barely able to walk to the edge of the flying sword. He took out the Zhan Lu sword in his right hand, the cold light flashed lightly, and he tapped it a few times with the tip of the sword. Originally, he just wanted to try how much his strength had recovered, but he didn't expect that with a few clicks, the flying sword was easily cut into several pieces.

This was unexpected, knowing that Zhan Lu was a baby, but I didn't expect it to be so sharp. Looking back, since I got Zhan Lu, I really haven't used it hard.

It seems that I usually cherish this sword a little too much, a baby is a baby, and it is definitely not covered. He looked at Zhan Lu in surprise, and thought that he had known that Zhan Lu was so strong, so he could just use it to resist the flying sword, so why blow it up to the earth.

So later, this... Be sure to cherish my baby even more.

"Brother Enpei is alright?" Suddenly there was a voice behind him, Zhang Bai looked back and saw that it was the Sangha. He poked out half of his head and an oil lamp from the secret door. The monks looked around, Rao was a man who had been practicing Buddhism for many years, and his heart was like water, but the tragic image of the cellar being bombed still shocked him.

"Go back, close the door tightly, I didn't tell you to open the door, the danger hasn't passed." Zhang Bai scolded.

"Okay!" Hearing Zhang Bai's nervous tone, the monk didn't dare to make a mistake, so he immediately shrank back and closed the secret door.

When Zhang Bai saw him go back, his heart was slightly relieved, and he slowly moved towards the iron cage. He used his divine sense to probe, and was surprised to find that he could clearly see the Shilong Daoist with his own eyes, but the divine sense just couldn't see it, this divine sense was really difficult, and if he was free in the future, he must consult Nanhua and cultivate well.

Looking at the stone dragon again, I don't know if this old guy is dead or alive. Leave him alone, it's time to launch his own formation, which is the Moonstone Formation that he painstakingly studied and invented before.

He took out one of his own moon stones, placed them outside the iron cage, a little farther away in the formation, and then took out another one and put it away, until he finished taking four pieces, he found that there were a few more moon stones in the nine-story tower, could it be that he got it again when he entered the second layer of dreams before?

Zhang Bai took out all the moon stones, large and small, plus the original, there were no less than ten pieces. While secretly rejoicing, he arranged the moonstones along the edge of the formation around the iron cage.

Then, he didn't hesitate to urge the formation, but he was still worried about waking up the white dragon, as soon as the formation was activated, he immediately retreated backwards, how far away he could be.

The cage gradually became foggy, and the white mist flickered with a very subtle light, which was several times purer than the mist produced by Zhang Bai when he cultivated. The formation continued to spread these spiritual qi outside the iron cage, the cellar blocked the overflow of spiritual energy, and the concentration of spiritual energy in the air became higher and higher, and the formation method continued to collect the spiritual energy and transport it to the moonstone to absorb.

The function of moonstone is that it can greatly speed up the absorption rate and store it.

With the operation of the formation, Zhang Bai became more and more relieved, it seems that it does work, this is a real "aura juicer", as long as there is a need, the "raw materials" can be endless, and the effect is stronger than the imperial medicine.

The only downside is that the whole process is very slow, can it be a little faster?

He was bold and slowly approached the edge of the formation, and when he saw that the stone dragon did not move, he joined the formation with confidence and absorbed the majestic aura together.

"Roar!"

Without warning, the Shilong Daoist suddenly burst out in anger, hooking his fingers and claws, and grabbed Zhang Bai's chest urgently. Zhang Bai was frightened, he couldn't dodge, his chest clothes had been grabbed, and he was dragged in front of Shi Long, the two of them were separated by an iron cage, their eyes were bloodshot, and their eyes were dumbfounded.

"You kid want to set a trap for me? Who taught you this vicious formation? Nanhua won't be able to?" Shi Long gritted his teeth, eager to eat Zhang Bai raw. "Open the iron cage at once and give me the key, or this will kill you. ”

"Kill me, you think beautifully, if you kill me, you won't be able to get out of this iron cage, sooner or later the formation will squeeze you alive. Not to be outdone, Zhang Bai replied viciously.

"Then you will be sucked dry with me," Shi Long's hands tightened, and he threatened: "As far as your cultivation is concerned, I will watch how you slowly die." ”

"Okay, good!" Zhang Bai saw that Shi Long was going crazy, and suddenly relented, "I'll give you the key, okay?"

"You cunning boy, now you have empty hands, do you want me to teach you how to take out the key?"