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He took a closer look at the ghost with a horse face and a human body, only to find that the clothes it was wearing were different from those of the other ghosts nearby, it looked a bit like the official clothes worn by government servants.

"What the hell are you, how do you know my name?" Shen Luo approached carefully, frowning and asked.

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At this moment, the horse-faced ghost was full of astonishment, and did not answer, but kept murmuring:

"Are you really sinking? Impossible, impossible... How did you appear here, how could you still be alive?"

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Shen Luo was really shocked by his thoughtless words, and reprimanded him.

"Quick... put me down quickly, I have something to tell you!" The horse-faced ghost finally came back to his senses, and shouted excitedly.

After Shen Luo hesitated for a while, he felt that the horse-faced ghost's breath was not threatening at all, and immediately the mana in his body circulated and flowed into the short spear in his hand along the meridians.

As the short spear burst into a circle of flames, he realized that the mana in his dantian was quite sufficient, obviously maintaining his previous state of practicing the third level of Wuming Tianshu.

He stepped forward, raised his short spear and slammed at the black rope tied to the horse-faced ghost, a layer of flames swung upward like a blade, cutting the black rope.

The horse-faced ghost fell from the copper pillar, and staggered to one knee and fell to the ground, with the white mane on the back of its head scattered.

It just raised its head when the tip of a musket touched its forehead.

"Say, how do you know me?" Shen Luo snapped.

The horse-faced ghost had a strange expression on its face, and when it was about to speak, the altar under it suddenly shook violently, and the rhythm seemed to be that some huge monster was moving towards it.

The green ghost flames also trembled and flickered on the Bone Palace next to it.

Shen Luo only felt that his mind was also trembling along with the altar under his feet. Just as he didn't know what happened, he suddenly felt a chill in his back and flustered for no reason.

Immediately afterwards, he heard shouts of "Black Mountain, Black Mountain" coming from the direction where the vibration came from. Calling is really indescribably weird.

"Oops, it's the Black Mountain old demon!" The horse-faced ghost raised one arm, got up from the ground, and screamed.

Shen Luo didn't bother to question the horse-faced ghost any more. He raised his head to look for the reputation, and saw a huge black mountain looming in the direction of the distant vibration.

Even though he didn't know what kind of monster the "Black Mountain Old Demon" was, he knew that it was definitely not easy to deal with just looking at the current battle, so he hurriedly picked up all the short guns on the ground and carried them behind his back, turned around and trotted, and jumped down. After leaving the altar, he planned to stay away from this place as soon as possible.

"Hey, Shen Luo, wait for me..." The horse-faced ghost shouted, jumped off the altar, and followed closely.

Shen Luo didn't pay attention to the horse-faced ghost, but ran forward on his own.

This person and one ghost ran towards the direction opposite to that "Old Black Mountain Demon" like this one after the other.

However, before they ran far, Shen Luo heard a gust of wind whistling behind him, and couldn't help but look back, his heart shuddered.

I saw the yellow cloud above the altar suddenly surging at a very high speed, and a huge distorted grimace unexpectedly appeared inside.

The grimace was unclear, and only the vague outline of the facial features could be vaguely seen. The position of its mouth suddenly opened wide, and a huge opening spanning the entire cheek was opened directly. The yellow clouds rolled inside, and a shocking wave came out. Soul suction.

Immediately afterwards, Shen Luo saw that the entire altar under the giant face began to shake violently, and suddenly rose up from the ground. Amidst the screams of those ghosts, it flew into the mouth of the giant face together with the ten bones.

"Jie Jie, don't even try to escape..." There was a burst of weird laughter in the sky.

The giant face suddenly tilted, from looking down on the earth vertically, to squinting forward, and the yellow clouds around it suddenly became extremely black, turning into howling winds, chasing Shen Luo and the others.

Shen Luo cursed secretly in his heart, but he didn't know what to do, so he could only run forward with all his might.

"Shen Luo, it's useless. This Black Mountain old demon is a ghost king in the out-of-body stage. You and I can't escape like this." The horse-faced ghost roared loudly from behind.

As soon as his words fell, the yellow cloud above their heads suddenly turned pitch black. The cloud surged violently, and a huge black giant hand poked out of it, rolling down like a five-fingered mountain.

Shen Luo looked up, and saw that the giant hand really covered the sky, and they couldn't run out of the area covered by it at their speed, and it was meaningless to continue to rush forward.

"I'll just die, I'll fight..." He shook his heart, stopped abruptly, and turned around abruptly.

He raised his hand and took a short spear from his body, poured mana into it, held it with one hand, ran forward a little, swung his big arm violently, and threw it diagonally upwards.

The moment the short spear was injected with mana, a circle of crimson flames sprang up from the surface, and with a sound of piercing through the air, it shot towards the giant black hand like an arrow.

"Boom" with a loud bang!

The moment the flame short spear hit the giant hand, it exploded directly.

However, compared with the giant hand that covers the sky, that small short spear is really too small. Even if it explodes, it is just like a small ball of fireworks lit up in the night, which will dissipate after a flash.

The giant black hand didn't even pause for a moment, and continued to press downwards.

"It's useless, I can't stop it..." The horse-faced ghost stood side by side with Shen Luo, shaking his head repeatedly.

Shen Luo frowned, took another short spear from his body, injected mana again, turned it into a flaming short spear and threw it through the air.

A shot flew out, followed by another shot, and the sound of whistling sounded again and again.

In one breath, he threw out the remaining six flame spears that were also magic weapons as if they were ordinary weapons.

Although he still can't really control the magic weapon, the power he can exert by forcefully infusing it with brute force and mana is still far more than ordinary talisman weapons.

"Boom boom boom..."

The sound of explosions continued to explode in the sky, and the power of musket explosions was superimposed layer upon layer, finally converging from a small group of fireworks into a huge sea of ​​flames.

Shen Luo didn't care about the result, and after groping around in his sleeve, he took out the small gun that was about a foot long and exuded a chilling air.

He held the small spear tightly with both hands, and the nameless kung fu in his body was running extremely fast, all the mana poured out from the dantian unreservedly, and almost all of it was poured into it.

The white light on the small crystal spear suddenly swelled up, and it actually swelled into an ice spear about ten feet long.

"go with!"

Shen Luo yelled violently, and once again exhausted all his strength, he threw the ice spear diagonally upwards.

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The ice spear pierced the sky, leaving a white trace, and soon encountered the giant hand, but it did not shatter directly like the flame spear, but broke through the outer layer of protection of the giant hand, and stuck in the middle of the palm .

Immediately afterwards, there was a loud "crack" in the sky, and a layer of white cold air spread directly from the ice spear, wrapping the giant black hand in it.

But the black giant hand just rolled the green ghost flames on the body surface, and swept away all the cold air, and continued to press down slowly without stopping.

Seeing this, Shen Luo's face was ashes, knowing that he would die again.Moreover, with the terrifying strength of the Montenegro old demon, even if he is revived again, the hope of escaping is extremely slim.

"That's all, that's all! I'll give you a ride, it's not in vain for you and me to get to know each other." At this moment, the horse-faced ghost next to him suddenly let out a long sigh, then opened his mouth, and his tongue flashed red. Shan, two small bright red flowers flew out of it, and threw one of them to Shen Luo.

"This is... what are you going to do?" Shen Luo subconsciously took the red light, stunned for a while.

Since the horse-faced ghost is not as strong as his own, is there still a way to find a way to escape?

The horse-faced ghost had already thrown the small red flower in its hand into its mouth, and swallowed it directly.

Immediately afterwards, he let out a long roar, and suddenly a large piece of eye-catching red light erupted from his body. His scalp felt numb, and the hairs all over his body stood on end, as if what he was facing was no longer a nameless imp, but a ghost like a gigantic beast.

"Hey, you are..."

Suddenly there was a surprised light from high in the sky, and the giant hand that was pressing down paused in the air.

The horse-faced ghost didn't pay any attention to it, instead, it suddenly took it out of its pocket, and in its hand was a black writing brush about a foot long, facing above the head, a little empty.

The black writing brush seemed to be made of fine iron, and circles of dense runes were engraved on the pen barrel. The moment the horse-faced ghost pointed it out, a dazzling red light lit up on the tip of the pen, and red runes flew out of it.

Shen Luo saw above his head, all the runes gathered together, as if they had condensed into an article, but he couldn't read all the characters in it, and could only vaguely see the words "投鬼, 死鬼".

After the rune chapter was completed, it immediately turned into a huge red light and rushed into the air. Amidst the thunderous "booming" sound, it actually beat the giant black hand backwards until it retracted into the cloud.

Shen Luo was dumbfounded.

"Hunting pen, ghost impeachment poem, soul-hunting messenger...is it you, Soul-hunting horse face?" In the distant sky, came the voice of the old Black Mountain demon, both startled and angry, echoing endlessly.

"Horsing the horse's face?" Shen Luo was shocked when he heard the words.

The horse-faced ghost ignored the roar of the Black Mountain old demon, took back the large black pen in its hand, and swiped towards the void.

Suddenly a red light flashed in front of the pen tip, and the red light directly tore open a long and narrow crack three feet wide and several feet long in the empty void, from which bursts of gray mist overflowed.

Before Shen Luo figured out what was going on, he saw the horse-faced ghost suddenly grinning at him, and then kicked him directly.

He staggered from being kicked, and fell directly backwards into the gap.

The horse-faced old ghost and the black pen in his hand glowed bright red at the same time, and they both dissipated like powder at the same time.

In Shen Luo's ears came the last words of the horse-faced ghost: "Flowers wither and people die, time for a cup of tea..."

In the next moment, the gap in the void disappeared, and only the thunderous roar of the Black Mountain old demon still echoed in the void, but the sound also drifted farther and farther until it disappeared.

After Shen Luo spun around for a while, he only felt a flower in front of his eyes, and he grabbed the bright red flower and appeared in another place.

At this moment, he was tightly wrapped by the red light emanating from the red flowers, standing in a strange place surrounded by a faint gray mist, and not far in front of him stood a huge archway more than ten feet high, the whole body was pitch black, There is a bit of evil spirit.

There should have been three rooms with four pillars and a seventh floor, but for some reason the left side has collapsed in half, leaving only two rooms with three columns in good condition, with a copper bell the size of a human head hanging under the eaves on the top.

But the strange thing was that the copper bell was shaking with the wind, but there was no sound coming from it.

Shen Luo frowned, and looked carefully towards the center of the archway.

Seeing this, he couldn't help but take a deep breath, only to see three ancient seal characters engraved on the position of the plaque:

"gate of hell."

"Ghost Gate... Isn't this a place of darkness? How did I end up here?"

Shen Luo was extremely shocked, and there were many folk rumors about this place in his mind.

This is the place where people come after they die!

More importantly, why did the soul-hunting horse face know himself, and even send him away at the expense of himself?

He looked at the plaque again, and he was sure that the three big characters "Ghost Gate" were indeed written on it, and under the three big characters, there were three huge "hate" characters written in black and red blood.

"Hate, hate, hate"

The three hate characters are connected in a row, each of which is written in a wild cursive style. The further you go, the more wanton and crazy the strokes are. It seems that the hatred of the person who wrote it is getting heavier and heavier. Blood flows out of the lower edge of the characters. , looking more and more terrifying.

"First it was the horse face, and now it's the gate of ghosts. Could it be that there is also Huangquan Road?" Shen Luo was puzzled, and looked behind the archway.

Behind the archway, there really is a road paved with yellow sand, winding and stretching into the distance, hidden in the gray mist, and on both sides of the road, there are bright red flowers blooming sporadically.

The calyx of this flower is solitary, the inflorescence on the top is like an umbrella, the petals are rolled up like dragon claws, and the color is like blood, it is exactly the same as the one in his hand, all of them are Bianhua flowers.

Legend has it that on the road to the dark Huangquan, there is a kind of ghostly flower called the other shore, which is the only scenery on the Huangquan Road.

"It's really Huangquan Road..." Shen Luo murmured as his gaze changed.

At this moment, a dull roar suddenly sounded in the void above the head, and gusts of wind came from high above.

Shen Luo looked up immediately, and saw the dark wind blowing violently in the sky, the dark clouds were densely covered, and there was a round hole in the middle of which the sky was slightly brighter, surrounded by thick clouds, and the inside was glowing with white light, it looked as if the whole sky had been pierced It's like a hole.

He faintly felt something bad in his heart, and subconsciously wanted to stay away from this place, but naturally he couldn't enter the gate of hell in front of him.

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Shen Luo groped around, and found that the pills and golden ropes he got from Yaohu and Commander Wu last time were still on his body, and he felt a little more at ease.

He turned around, looked around, and found that wherever he could see, there was a vast expanse of gray-white mist, and he didn't know where it led.

After pondering for a while, he raised his legs and walked in the direction away from the ghost gate.

Shen Luo walked more than a hundred feet in one breath, and found that the dense fog in front of him became heavier and heavier, and the wind around him became more and more bitter.

He felt a little uneasy, and he kept thinking about the "time for a cup of tea" that the horse-faced ghost said in the last voice transmission, so he simply spread his legs and ran wildly.

As a result, the more he ran, the surrounding situation not only did not improve at all, but also intensified. In the end, he could not see anything in front of his eyes at all, and only the whimpering wind was left in his ears.

Just when Shen Luo thought it was impossible to rush out, the fog in front of him suddenly dissipated out of thin air, the sound of the wind disappeared instantly, and his body suddenly loosened up. He fell and ran forward a few steps before he stabilized his figure.

Before Shen Luo could be happy, when he raised his head to look, he found that he was standing in front of a ruined archway. The plaque on it was broken, and there were three big characters of "Ghost Gate Pass" written on it, and three characters of "Hate" were black and red underneath, which was shocking.

"It's back again!"

Shen Luo frowned, and before he could figure out what was going on, he discovered that there were suddenly dots of red light dots flying out from the Bianhua flower in his hand, like embers floating from a burning flame. .

And as these light spots continued to drift away and disappear, the red light on the Bianhua flower became weaker and weaker, and the color became dim, and it seemed that it was about to wither and die.

"Flowers wither and people die, it's time for a cup of tea..." Only then did Shen Luo suddenly understand.

He looked through the archway, took a look at Huangquan Road which was also foggy, and was heartbroken, and ran straight towards the ghost gate.

Since the road ahead is blocked, we can only rush forward, no matter how dangerous the road ahead is, it is better than sitting here and waiting to die!

Shen Luo stepped over the collapsed black stone under the archway, and jumped forward suddenly, wanting to enter the ghost gate.

But at this moment, the mutation happened again!