Seeing this, Chen Luo subconsciously let go of his spiritual consciousness and searched through the white mist, and his brows gradually frowned.

In the misty white fog around, a large number of soul power fluctuations emerged at some point, and hundreds of people quietly surrounded him.

"A ghost is coming." At this moment, Qinglu suddenly shouted.

As soon as he finished speaking, hundreds of ghost soldiers wearing ancient bronze armor rushed out from the thick fog in front of him.

Seeing this, Chen Luo was about to take action, but found that the ghosts seemed to have no intention of attacking them. Instead, after discovering them, he directly avoided them and walked around them.

"What's the situation?" Qinglu said in surprise.

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

After saying that, he restrained his breath, moved his body, and quickly moved forward. After walking a hundred steps, he heard roars in front of him, as if someone was fighting...

After he chased after more than a hundred feet, he had already arrived at the edge of the black bamboo forest. The earth in front seemed to be cut off by a sword by a ghost and a huge ravine that reached ten thousand feet deep appeared. The corpse energy inside was rich and rushed into the air.

In front of you is Yingui Jian, two mountains stand far away from each other. There is a valley entrance between the peaks. There is the exit of the Shayin Valley and the other end of the hell maze.

Chen Luo was staring at the opposite side, and a fire suddenly lit up in the deep ravine below, and a huge dragon-shaped flame of hundreds of feet rose into the sky, like a gorgeous firework exploding in the sky.

Among the sparks that were shot all over the sky, a quaint dragon bone armor appeared, and black smoke inside condensed into a blurred figure. In the palm of the fog gathered, a black iron spear was held in the palm of the hand, and stabbed it far below the abyss.

The evil spirit surged on the tip of the spear, and in an instant, it condensed into the tumultuous appearance of mountains and seas, heading straight down the abyss.

When Chen Luo saw this scene, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows slightly. The ghost in front of him seemed to be an ordinary ghost king, and his aura was imminent in the late stage of the fairyland. A ghost king like Qinglu might not be his enemy.

"Haha, Ghost King of the Netherworld, do you have the only ability to do this?" At this time, a bold laugh came from below the abyss.

When I heard the sound of the sound, I felt a little familiar, and I heard a whistling wind whistling. A huge spiral vortex appeared below the abyss. The rolling evil spirit was immediately absorbed and rushed into the vortex wildly.

Immediately afterwards, a bright red robe soared into the sky. A man raised his hand high, and a qi hole could be vaguely seen from the belly of his thumb. The strong wind whirlpool extended out of the qi hole.

In the howling wind, the evil aura of the sky was absorbed and disappeared without a trace. The man in red robe chased him closely, holding a blood-red sword in his other hand, chasing the Nether Ghost King and slashing away.

Chen Luo saw the man's court robes on his bright red robe and the phoenix wings shaking with a black hat on his head, and immediately recognized him. He was the ghost-catching master Zhong Kui.

At this time, Zhong Kui's aura was much stronger than when he first met him, and he was already at the Taiyi level.

He flew to catch up with the Ghost King of the Netherworld, and fought with the Demon-Subduing Sword with him. The sword edge and spear light intertwined, and countless sparks burst out above the abyss.

"Boom"

Flashes of explosions echoed above the Yingui Stream. The two men became faster and faster as they were, and their bodies became blurry. They chased each other and headed towards the distance.

When Qinglu chased after him, he saw the two people chasing and moving away. He couldn't help but exclaim: "It's rumor that everyone said that Zhong Kui had already died, but he didn't expect that he was still there..."

Chen Luowei said anything to him, and chased in the direction of the two.

"boom"

Another explosion sounded, and a ball of black light exploded in the sky, and a bright red robe made a "rattle" sound, falling straight down from the sky, hitting heavily on a broken cable bridge across the Yingui Stream.

The cable bridge looks old, with iron chains exposed on it, and the wooden boards laid are mostly decayed, broken, and look shaky.

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

After he stood up and looked up at the sky, the Ghost King of the Netherworld was constantly absorbing the evil spirit around him, and his broken body began to gradually recover, and even the broken armor was recovering bit by bit.

However, the aura emitted by his body was much weaker than before.

"Are you still unwilling to surrender? If you continue to fight, you will only be beaten by me again and again." Zhong Kui shouted loudly.

The Nether Ghost King in the air was silent, and still kept absorbing the Yin evil energy and restoring his strength.

"The stubborn and unscrupulous, since that's the case, I'll send you to salvation." Zhong Kui narrowed his eyes slightly, held up the demon-subduing sword in his hand again, and made a move to fight the Ghost King of the Netherworld again.

"Canglanglang..."

At this moment, a slight sound of chain shaking sounded, and Zhong Kui's body suddenly froze to the spot.

A white figure suddenly appeared on the iron chain bridgehead behind him. A rope was strung on his neck, and his whole body was hanging from the door yard at the bridgehead, and his figure was floating quietly in the cold wind.

His face turned pale, his eyes were snow-white, and there was no black pupil. In front of his big blood-red mouth, a scarlet and purple-haired tongue gradually appeared, extending to Zhong Kui's neck more than ten feet away in front.

Chen Luo was slightly surprised. He had never noticed the existence of the hanged ghost before.

Just as he was about to come forward to help, Zhong Kui's body had turned around and suddenly opened his mouth and squirted it. A red flame rushed out of his mouth, burning towards the hanged ghost along the scarlet tongue.

However, as the flames rose violently, the hanged ghost seemed to be completely unconscious and had no reaction at all.

I saw his nose move slightly, and a blue cold air flows out of his nostrils and pounces on his long tongue. Wherever he passes, the cold air is scattered. The moment he encounters red fire, the flames are frozen and extinguished.

A strange color flashed in Zhong Kui's eyes. He obviously did not expect that the cold air of the hanged ghost would be so strong. At this moment, the sound of breaking through the air sounded behind him, and a black gun light rushed straight to the back of his head.

When he wanted to swing his sword to block it, a stronger cold air had already arrived, causing his movements to sluggishly.

But just this brief stagnation has already doomed his failure.

As the black spear was about to penetrate his head, a black light fell from the sky, and a long black whip wrapped in layers of whip shadows, hitting the spear heavily, smashing it to pieces.
Chapter completed!