Luo Zhuo used the vajra pestle in front of him to hold the black gas, this time he was not knocked away, but with a snort, the clothes on his upper body turned into pieces and flew all over the sky, revealing perfect muscle lines, he looked a little thin when he was wearing clothes, but he couldn't see that there were so many muscles on his body, Luo Zhuo's feet fell into the concrete floor, and before he reached the surface of his feet, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and his arms were slowly straightened, pushing the black gas away from him.

When Luo Zhuo's arms were straightened, his wrist shook, and with a fierce force, the black qi was shaken back, and at the same time Luo Zhuo moved, the vajra was as light as nothing in his hand, practicing and waving, every swing, it would fall on the black qi, making a sound of gold and iron clashing, and the situation was extremely weird.

Luo Zhuo's figure seemed to have turned into a black shadow, constantly swimming around the black gas, and the sound of banging was continuous, and there was no interruption in the middle, which showed that Luo Zhuo's action was fast, and it would never miss.

The black qi seemed to be extremely angry, writhing in the air, like a struggling giant python, although it had no head, but it also angrily wanted to bite Luo Zhuo.

Not far from the light curtain forbidden under Luo Zhuo, the old monk of Mantra, Luo Han and the elf watched Luo Zhuo fight with a black qi, and the situation was a little funny, but the three of them did not smile at all, but were very serious and a little worried.

More than two hours passed quickly, more than two hours, Luo Zhuo's movements have not stopped, there are indeed unsuspecting people passing by here, but there is the ability of the elves, it is easy for those people to see nothing, and the big bird has come here with a team of police, these people are hidden around, if Luo Zhuo has not solved this matter after dawn, they will have to put this place under martial law.

With Luo Zhuo's attack, the movement of the black qi became slower and slower, it seemed that every attack of Luo Zhuo would make it suffer a little injury, and after accumulation, it would slowly lose its ability to act, but Luo Zhuo was not easy, although the black qi had not attacked him, but every time he attacked, there would be a strong rebound, which brought a great burden to him, and it was also very laborious for him to swing the vajra, but for more than two hours, his forehead was already covered with beads of sweat, which was difficult for his cultivation to happen.

The time was more than four o'clock in the morning, more than three hours had passed since Luo Zhuo started the war with the black qi, and the black qi seemed to have been hit hard, and it couldn't even float in the air, and it fell to the ground softly, if it weren't for the clear light emitted by Luo Zhuo's prohibition, there would be no black qi on the ground at all.

Luo Zhuo sighed, this thing is really tenacious, if he didn't want to subdue it, Luo Zhuo wouldn't have to spend so much effort, he could start refining it when it was nailed, but in that case, he could only harvest a dead dragon soul that had not yet been transformed, and the aura of the underground spirit vein would have to be absorbed by more means. And if you can subdue the living dragon soul, the dragon soul itself can absorb the aura of the spiritual vein it was born from, and when Luo Zhuo obtains the aura through the dragon soul, he can greatly speed up his cultivation, and to subdue a dragon soul, the first step is to subdue it first.

Looking at the dragon soul that had no reaction, Luo Zhuo put the vajra into the storage space, adjusted his breathing slightly, and formed a magic seal in the air with both hands, and a rune composed of light appeared in the air, Luo Zhuo pushed his palm, and the rune flew towards the black gas on the ground, and it was about to be printed in the center of the top of the black gas.

It was too late, and the originally lifeless black qi suddenly moved again, and its speed was like lightning, so fast that even Luo Zhuo only had time to raise his hand when it was hit in the chest at once.

"Boom-" Luo Zhuo's body was knocked out like a cannonball, directly breaking a pillar, castrating non-stop, and then hitting the forbidden light curtain before stopping, kneeling on one knee, opening his mouth and spurting out a mouthful of blood.

The dragon groaned, the sky collapsed, the earth cracked, the earth was like an earthquake, the pillar was broken, and the remaining magic circle could not imprison the dragon soul, the black qi suddenly swelled up, it was only the thickness of an arm, and suddenly became the thickness of an adult's waist, it collided left and right, and the roar was endless, and the remaining six pillars were broken three at once, and the viaduct road above shook up, and it seemed that it was about to collapse.

The dust was flying, within the prohibition, and I couldn't see anything clearly for a while, and the old monk of the mantra, as well as the arhats and elves, changed color at the same time, and the heart that had just relaxed suddenly rose again.

"Stand back, I'll take a look. The old monk said a word, rushed out with an agility that did not match his age, and instantly came to the front of the ban, stretched out his hand and pressed the forbidden light curtain, a stretch of elasticity flicked his hand away, the old monk's eyes flashed, and a layer of visible light appeared on his body, as soon as the light appeared, the old monk's hand reached into the light curtain, his face was happy, and he stepped into the light curtain.

The cultivation of the old monk of the Shingon is according to the division of the cultivation world, that is, it is consummated in the Qi cultivation period, and there is still a distance from the foundation building period, and Luo Zhuo has recovered to the foundation building period at this time, and the prohibition he laid is to deal with the dragon soul, even if it is a Yuanying monk, it is almost impossible to break through Luo Zhuo's prohibition, but the mana fluctuations on the old monk of Shingon seem to have something to do with the prohibition under Luo Zhuo, so it was judged to be the same origin by the ban, and the old monk of Shingon directly passed through the ban。

As soon as the old monk of Mantra entered the light curtain, he was choked by the dust and coughed repeatedly, he covered his mouth and nose and looked forward, and saw Luo Zhuo's hands pinching the top of the black qi, the body of the black qi twitched back and forth like a snake, hitting the ground and crackling, and there were traces of several inches deep on the cement floor, but no matter how it twisted, Luo Zhuo's hands were like iron casting, and they would never waver.

The old monk of Shingon could see that Luo Zhuo was not easy, because the sweat on Luo Zhuo's forehead was like rain, "Lord Luo, I'll help you!" The old monk of Shingon shouted loudly, and he actually took a Zen staff from his back and held it in his hand.

Luo Zhuo turned his head sideways and saw that the old monk of Mantra appeared there, frowned, and said: "Leave quickly, you can't interfere here!" At this time, Luo Zhuo didn't have time to pay attention to how he came in, this dragon soul actually insidiously deceived himself, its strength was so great, it was a few points greater than himself, and he was seriously injured if he was injured, if this old monk of Mantra took a beat, I am afraid that half of his life would be gone.

Luo Zhuo really didn't expect that a dragon soul that hadn't even turned into a dragon form would have reached such a high level of sanity, not only would it pretend to be dead to deceive itself, but it also knew how to hide its strength, Luo Zhuo believed that if it showed such strength at the beginning, it would be impossible for True Chan and Xu Banxian to imprison it.

However, although it has the wisdom to conceal its strength, it will definitely not think that Zhen Chan and Xu Banxian did not continue to fight it, but directly laid out a formation to suppress it, which made it want to sneak attack The abacus did not start, but instead trapped itself in, this time Luo Zhuo pulled out the vajra and let it regain its freedom, it actually attacked Luo Zhuo again with the same trick, this time it did not fail, but Luo Zhuo's strength is not comparable to that of Zhen Chan and Xu Banxian, although it was a little injured, but it did not affect the strength.

Luo Zhuo is furious now, he has practiced all his life, he can't imagine that he capsized in the gutter, and he has fought countless battles in his life, not to mention winning a hundred battles, Luo Zhuo has never lost, today he actually let a dragon soul plot it, how can Luo Zhuo not be annoyed, he has already made up his mind, and today he will try to find a way to dig out the spiritual vein, and he will have to teach this damn dragon soul a good lesson.

Luo Zhuo pinched the top of the black qi and threw the black qi on the ground hard, again and again, the ground was smashed to the ground and there was a loud bang, and the old monk of the mantra was a little unsteady on his feet, and he leaned on the Zen stick to the ground to find out if he didn't fall.

After a stalemate like this for more than half an hour, the black gas seemed to be angry, the whole black gas was boiling, and Luo Zhuo's hand holding the black gas was hot and red, but he still didn't let go, the real qi agitated, poured into his hands, and the more he pinched it, the tighter he became.

At this time, the tail of the black qi happened to fall in front of the old monk of Shingon, and he was stunned for a moment, waved his Zen staff and smashed it towards the black qi.

"Don't!" Luo Zhuo said in a lost voice, and as soon as he exerted his strength with both hands, he saw the tail of the black qi pumping on the chest of the monk of Mantra, pumping him upside down and flying out, Luo Zhuo was furious, "Evil animal, you are looking for death!"