Great Dream Master

Shen Luo saw this situation, subconsciously let go of Divine Consciousness and rushed away into the white mist, frowning gradually.

all around In this white mist, a lot of Soul Power fluctuations appeared at some point, and hundreds of people quietly surrounded it.

"A ghost is coming." At this moment, Qing Lu suddenly shouted loudly.

His tone barely fell, hundreds of Yin Soldiers in ancient bronze armors rushed out aggressively from the thick fog in front.

Shen Luo saw this and was about to take action, but found that the ghosts seemed to have no intention of attacking them. Instead, after spotting the two of them, he avoided them and walked around them. . .

"What's the situation?" Qinglu surprisedly said.

"Someone is chasing them." Shen Luo slowly said.

After that, he restraining aura, body moved, moved towards the front quickly shuttled away, after a hundred steps, he heard roars in front of him, as if someone was fighting.

After he chased out the hundred zhang or so, he had already come to the edge of the black bamboo forest. The ground in front of him seemed to be chopped off by Ghost God, and there appeared a huge gully as deep as ten thousand zhang. The Corpse Qi inside was rich and rushed into the air.

In front of you is the Yin Ghost Stream, and two large mountains stand opposite each other. There is a valley between the peaks. There is the exit of the Sha Yin Valley and the other end of the Hell Labyrinth.

While Shen Luo was staring at the other side, a fire suddenly lit up in the deep stream below, and a huge dragon-shaped flame of a hundred zhang rose into the sky, like a splendid firework bursting in the sky.

Among the sparks blasting from the sky, there is a quaintly carved dragon Bone Armor, with black smoke condensing a fuzzy silhouette inside, holding a mysterious iron spear in the palm of the fog gathered, moved Towards a thorn far away below the abyss.

The baleful aura surging violently above the tip of the gun, in a flash unexpectedly condensed the tumbling mountain and sea, and went straight to the bottom of the abyss.

Shen Luo could not help raising his eyebrows slightly when he saw this scene. The ghost in front of him did not seem to be an ordinary Ghost King, and his breath was close to the late True Immortal Realm. A Ghost King like Qinglu is probably hardly the same. The enemy of one.

"haha, Ghost King of the Netherworld, are you the only thing you can do?" At this moment, a loud laughter came from below the abyss.

Shen Luo heard the sound and felt familiar, when he heard a roaring wind, an incomparable gigantic spiral vortex emerged below the abyss, and the billowing baleful aura was immediately absorbed and crazily poured into the vortex. middle.

Immediately afterwards, a bright red robe soared into the sky, and I saw a person raised high with one hand, and an air pocket was faintly visible on the thumb of the thumb. The wind vortex was exactly extending from that air pocket. .

In the howling wind, the breath of Yin Demon in the sky was absorbed and disappeared without a trace, while the big red robe was chasing after him, with a blood-red sword in his other hand, chasing the Ghost King. Chop away.

Shen Luo saw the man's dress pattern on the bright red robe and the phoenix wings dangling from the black hat on his head. He immediately recognized him. It was the Heavenly Master Zhong Kui who was a ghost hunter.

At this time, Zhong Kui's breath is far stronger than when he saw him at the beginning of the year, and he has a Supreme Unity level.

I saw him flying over to catch up with the Ghost King, fighting with it with the sword of demon descending in his hand. The sword edge and spear glow crossed all around, shooting out countless sparks above the abyss.

"hong long long"

A burst of blasts echoed above the ghost stream, and the two became faster and faster, and their bodies became more and more blurred. , While chasing each other, while moving towards the distance.

When Qing Lu chased over, he saw the two men chasing away. He couldn’t help but exclaimed: “In the rumors, it’s said that Zhong Kui has already fallen, didn’t expect him to be there. ……"

Shen Luo didn't say much to him, and moved towards the two men and chased after him.

"hong"

There was another explosion, a cloud of black light exploded in the sky, and a fresh red robe "crash-bang" rang straight from the sky. Falling down, he smashed heavily on a dilapidated cable bridge across the ghost stream.

The cable bridge looks old, with bare chains on it, and many of the wooden planks laid on it are rotten and broken, looking on the verge of collapse.

But when Zhong Kui's body hit the iron cable, it only caused a violent turbulence on the cable bridge, but it did not break.

When he stood up, looked up at the sky, the Ghost King was constantly absorbing Yin-Fiend Qi around him, and his broken body was gradually repairing, even the shattered armor was also there. A little bit of recovery.

However, the breath exuding from his body is much weaker than before.

"Do you still refuse to surrender? If you continue to fight, you will only be blown up by me again and again." Zhong Kui shouted loudly.

The Ghost King in midair remained silent, still just constantly absorbing Yin-Fiend Qi and restoring his strength.

"Stubborn, if this is the case, then I will send you a super life." Zhong Kui's eyes narrowed slightly, and the sword in his hand was raised again, and he was about to strike the Ghost King again.

"Cang Langlang..."

At this moment, a slight trembling of chains sounded, and Zhong Kui's body suddenly froze in place.

Behind him, on the side of the bridgehead of the iron cable, a white silhouette suddenly appeared, with a rope tied around his neck, and the whole body hanging above the doorway of the bridgehead, the silhouette wafting quietly in the wind. NS.

His face is pale, his eyes are white, no black pupils are visible, and a huge scarlet-purple tongue gradually appears in front of his grinning blood-red mouth, extending to ten several feet in front of it. Zhong Kui's neck.

Shen Luo was slightly surprised, he hadn't noticed the existence of the Hanged Ghost before.

Just when he was going to help, Zhong Kui’s body shape had already reversed, suddenly opened his mouth, and a scarlet red flame rushed out of his mouth, along the scarlet long tongue, towards The Hanged Ghost burned the past.

However, when the flames rose violently, the Hanged Ghost seemed to be totally unconscious, without any reaction at all.

I saw his nose move slightly, and an azure cold air flowed out from his nostrils, followed the long tongue and rushed over. The place where he passed was cold, and at the moment when he encountered the red fire, It freezes and extinguishes the flame.

A strange color flashed in Zhong Kui’s eyes, and he obviously did not expect the Hanged Ghost's cold air to be so strong, and at this time there was splitting the air sound behind him, and a black spear glow went straight. He hit the back of his head.

When he wanted to swing his sword to block, a stronger chill had already urged him, making his movements sluggish for a while.

But just this brief stagnation has already doomed his failure.

Seeing that the black spear glow was about to penetrate his head, a beam of black light fell from the sky, and a jet black whip wrapped layers of whip shadows, hitting heavily on the spear glow. Hit it to smash.

At the same time, one silhouette quietly appeared behind Hanged Ghost, it was Shen Luo.