This is a gloomy place, with terrible ghost howlings coming around. The ground is painted black, the sky has no sun, and the light is very dark.

Ling Feng accidentally broke into this place. He was fine, but he seemed to have touched some leftover formation, so he came to this barren land.

He had been walking for several days and had not yet left this place. It was like he was spinning around in place. Even if the place he walked was different every day, but Ling Feng still felt that he had entered the illusion array.

This is a feeling, and as the Immortal Emperor, he can naturally sense it.

At this moment, a black shadow flowed over next to it, and Ling Feng's spiritual consciousness directly turned into a sharp blade, cutting the black shadow open.

"Huh?" Ling Feng looked closely and found that the thing he killed was a half-human and half-beast, but his whole body was rotten.

"interesting."

Ling Feng raised his head and found that he had unknowingly came to darkness. There were terrible attacking plants around him, and even his Samadhi True Fire could not be burned to death.

There was a layer of death entanglement on his body. Ling Feng didn't care and continued to walk forward and came to a mass grave.

The mass graves are all lonely graves, without tombstones, and some white bones are outside, and white maggots are squirming. I don’t know how many years have been weathered.

Ling Feng was really confused about where this place was, why there were so many lonely graves, and...

Not long after leaving, Ling Feng stopped because there were a bunch of corpses in front of him, densely packed, and at least tens of thousands of corpses were there.

Ling Feng looked astonished, and then looked at the white bones not far away, where there was a big pot of rust and fell into the soil.

Looking at the bones and looking at the big pot, Ling Feng wanted to vomit. There was something that was specifically used to eat people here, and the pot was used to cook meat.

Click.

The sound of a broken branch sounded, Ling Feng was stunned, and he noticed that someone seemed to be coming from behind, which made his body slightly stunned.

Turning his head, Ling Feng saw an iron armored man standing behind him. The iron armored man had no arms, a broken sword was inserted into his chest, and his head was sunk deep, skin and bones, and he could not see any flesh at all.

"Immortal King?" Ling Feng said in a narrow voice.

"Who are you?" the iron-armored man made a pale voice.

"I should ask you where is this place and how to leave."

Ling Feng asked in a low voice.

"You will never be able to get out again when you come, and your final outcome will be the same as those people."

"You ate those people?" Ling Feng said in surprise.

The iron-armored man did not speak. He walked over step by step with heavy steps. Ling Feng raised his eyebrows and an invisible barrier in front of him blocked the other party.

The Iron Armored Man said: "Even if your spiritual sense is strong, you can only play half of your role here."

Ling Feng's mouth tilted lightly. Even if he exerted half of his magical consciousness, he was stronger than an ordinary immortal king, and naturally he was not comparable to that of an immortal king.

Ling Feng asked again: "Where is this? Is it the ghost world?"

The Iron Armored Man did not answer him, but raised his feet and kicked him, but the other party's body was as if it was trapped in a quagmire, pushing forward little by little with great difficulty.

"You... your spiritual sense is so powerful, how is this possible!" the iron-armored man said in amazement.

"Nonsense, I'm not an ordinary immortal."

Ling Feng sneered, and his spiritual sense turned into a chain, locking the other party's entire body, making the iron-armored man unable to move.

"Tell me what the hell is this place."

The iron-armored man was bound and struggled hard, but Ling Feng's spiritual sense was so powerful that the other party could not break free.

After a while, the latte armored man gave up struggling. After a while of silence, he said: "This is the ghost world, it is just a ruined ghost world."

"What does it mean?" Ling Feng stared at the other party.

"The God of Death is trapped in the fairy world and is trapped in the fairy world. The ghost gods in the ghost world were attacked and fell into reincarnation. Then the ghost world was attacked by a group of lightning people. In just a few months, tens of millions of masters died and hundreds of millions of ghosts were captured. The ghost world has become what you see."

Hearing this, Ling Feng couldn't help but take a breath of air. If this is true, it would be amazing. I'm afraid the world will be in chaos.

"I followed Lord Ghost and God back then and was a chief guard. Later, in that war, I survived and wandered here alone for nearly a hundred years..."

"Wait, you said you have been wandering for nearly a hundred years?" Ling Feng said in surprise.

"Yes, I won't estimate the wrong one."

Ling Feng said in surprise: "This is impossible. A hundred years ago, I still..."

As soon as he said halfway, the ground under his feet suddenly trembled violently. Ling Feng Muran looked back and saw a terrifying skull appearing from the sky, with gloomy eyes staring at the two of them.

Ling Feng removed the shackles from the iron armored man and said in a narrow voice: "It seems that we have to deal with this guy first."

Because the iron-armored man had no arms, the other party held a long sword in his mouth, and his whole body exuded a strong murderous intent.

roar!

The ghost skeleton opened its mouth, and in a moment, countless unjust ghosts flew out and rushed towards the two of them.

Ling Feng's eyes condensed, his spiritual sense turned into a shield to protect the two of them, and then there were thousands of weapons garlands, spinning and crushing the ghosts.

"If you don't kill the big one, these small ones will not be killed completely." The iron-armored man said.

Ling Feng nodded, narrowed his eyes, and then directly held up a mountain with his spiritual sense and smashed it towards the skeleton.

Who would have thought that the skeleton opened his mouth and swallowed the mountain. After a few crunches, a mountain was chewed to pieces.

Ling Feng was a little stunned. It was the first time he encountered a monster that ate the mountain, and this was definitely not formed by nature.

"This is the Ghost King, whose strength is comparable to the peak of the Immortal King in the Immortal World." After avoiding the attacks of dozens of unjust ghosts, the iron-armored man shot away the sword in his mouth, killing hundreds of unjust ghosts in an instant.

Ling Feng nodded. Since that was the case, he could only change to another method.

The spiritual consciousness condensed from the air and turned into an extremely sharp sword blade. The invisible force dragged the opponent up and aimed at the ghost's head.

"I'll help you."

The iron-armored man shouted coldly, stepped on the ground with his feet, and his body flew into the air, and then the other party swung his legs and pointed it at the hilt of the sword.

Dong!

The opponent kicked his feet hard on the hilt of the sword. Suddenly, the sharp blade turned into cold light, and with a sound boom, it shot towards the ghost king in the sky.

This time, the Ghost King did not avoid it, and was directly penetrated by the sword blade. After thousands of shrill screams in his mouth, it exploded with a loud bang.

After killing the other party, Ling Feng also took a breath. He only had spiritual sense, and if he used it continuously, he would be a little unbearable.

The iron-armored man fell to the ground, and the black air flashed in his eyes. After taking a few deep breaths, he walked towards Ling Feng.

Ling Feng glanced at the other party and asked, "What's wrong with the sword on your chest?"

"This sword..." The iron-armored man looked at the sword stuck in his chest, pondered for a while, and said slowly: "This is the sword used by Lord Ghost and God. This sword seals my soul and makes me not lose my soul for the time being. And only it can kill those lightning."

Ling Feng said in a narrow voice: "You mean, that lightning is still in the ghost world?"

The iron-armored man nodded, his eyes swept around and walked forward.

Ling Feng followed and asked, "Do you know how to get out of here?"

"How did you come in?" the other party asked.

Ling Feng said: "I seem to have touched a certain formation and teleported in."

"Then you can only get out of the ghost world, but it is occupied by lightning people, and no one can come in or out."

Ling Feng continued: "Is there anyone who survived?"

The iron-armored man suddenly stopped. After a while, the other party continued to walk forward.

"All of them are dead, less than a thousand survived. Lord Death is trapped in the fairy world and cannot escape. The Demon God and the others are the same..."

Ling Feng said in a narrow voice: "What do you mean is that they want to break through each interface one by one?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the ghost lotus above his head suddenly moved. After a few slowly rotated, a figure fell down at the upper left, his chest was penetrated, his eyes widened, and he was dying with his eyes open.

Ling Feng was also surprised. He didn't expect someone to attack him. If Gui Lianhua suddenly helped him, he might have died just now.

His body could not withstand an attack from others. When he thought of this, he felt a little scared.

The Iron Armored Man unexpectedly glanced at the ghost lotus above Ling Feng's head, nodded thoughtfully, and then continued to walk forward.

After walking for most of the day, they encountered many barren lands along the way, with corpses, bones, or some ghost eagles everywhere.

"It's down."

The Iron Man stopped.

Ling Feng looked at him and saw a dilapidated palace in front of him, with some hidden formations around him, which had not been dragged through his spiritual sense to scan.

"You live here?" Ling Feng asked.

The iron-armored man nodded and walked over familiarly. Ling Feng followed closely behind and followed the other party into the palace.

After entering the palace, he came to a secret basement, and there were several people there.

"Who is he?" asked an old man with a sallow complexion.

Ling Feng shrugged: "I broke in by accident and want to leave now."

"I can't live without it." A black-faced man said in a deep voice: "We are not too late to escape now, and we still want to leave here..."

"Even if there is only a glimmer of hope, I have to try it." Ling Feng said.

"I said so back then, Ghost Gods said so." A middle-aged woman said slowly in the corner.

Ling Feng was surprised. After glanced at a few people, he finally stopped on the iron armored man. He felt that what the other party told him was a bit different from what others said, and it seemed that the death of ghosts and gods was a little strange.

"How are they?"

The iron-armored man sat on the stone and asked in a slight tone.

"Everyone is dead, I met the Ghost King." The middle-aged woman in the corner said coldly.

"We will fight with them, and the worst is that we will die!" The black-faced man was full of evil spirits.
Chapter completed!