Seeing this situation, Shen Luo subconsciously released his Divine Sense to explore the white fog, and his brows gradually furrowed.
In the white fog around them, a large number of Soul Power fluctuations appeared out of nowhere, and hundreds of people quietly surrounded them.
"Ghosts are coming." At this moment, Tsing Lu suddenly shouted.
As soon as he finished speaking, hundreds of nether soldiers in ancient bronze armor charged out of the thick fog in front of them with a menacing aura.
Seeing this, Shen Luo was about to attack, but found that these ghosts did not seem to have any intention of killing them. Instead, after discovering the two of them, they directly avoided them and went around them.
"What's going on?" Tsing Lu asked in surprise.
"Someone is chasing them." Shen Luo said slowly.
After saying that, he withdrew his aura and moved forward quickly. After walking for more than a hundred steps, he heard a series of roars in front of him, as if someone was fighting.
After chasing for more than a hundred feet, he had already arrived at the edge of the black bamboo forest. The ground in front of him seemed to have been cut by a ghost, and a huge gully tens of thousands of feet deep appeared. The Corpse Qi in it was rich and rushed into the air.
In front of him was the Yin Ghost Stream, and opposite of him stood two mountains. At the intersection of the mountains was a valley entrance, which was the exit of the Yin Ghost Valley and the other end of the Hell Labyrinth.
While Shen Luo was staring at the opposite side, a fire suddenly lit up in the deep gully below, and a huge dragon-shaped flame rushed into the sky like a gorgeous firework exploding in the sky.
Amidst the sparks that filled the sky, a dragon bone armor with ancient carvings appeared. Inside the armor, black smoke condensed into a blurry figure. The hand that was condensed by the smoke held a black iron spear and stabbed it into the abyss from afar.
The Evil Qi on the tip of the spear surged wildly, and in an instant, it condensed into the image of mountains and seas, and went straight into the abyss.
When Shen Luo saw this scene, he could not help but raise his eyebrows slightly. The ghost in front of him did not seem to be an ordinary Ghost King. Its aura was close to the Late-stage of the True Immortal Realm. Even a Ghost King like Tsing Lu would not be a match for it.
"Haha, Phantasm Ghost King, is this all you've got?" At this moment, a loud laugh came from the bottom of the abyss.
When Shen Luo heard this voice, he felt that it sounded familiar. Then, he heard a burst of whistling wind, and a huge spiral vortex emerged from the bottom of the abyss. The billowing infernal aura was immediately sucked into the vortex.
Immediately after, a bright red robe soared into the sky. One could only see a person raise one hand up high. At the tip of his thumb, a Qi point could be faintly seen. The violent wind vortex was extending from that Qi point.
Amidst the howling gales, the Baleful Yin Qi that filled the sky was completely absorbed and disappeared without a trace. The red-robed man chased after the Phantasm Ghost King while wielding a blood-red sword in his other hand.
When Shen Luo saw the pattern on that person's bright red robe and the fluttering phoenix wings on his black hat, he immediately recognized him. He was the Ghost Catching Heavenly Master, Zhong Kui.
At this moment, the aura emitted from Zhong Kui's body was much stronger than when they first met. He was already at the Grand Immortal Realm.
He flew after the Phantasm Ghost King and fought with him with the Demon Subduing Sword in his hand. The sword and spear collided everywhere, and countless sparks flew above the abyss.
"Rumble!"
A series of explosions reverberated above the Yin Ghost Ravine. The speed of the two people became faster and faster, and their figures became more and more blurry. They chased after each other and flew into the distance.
When Qing Lu chased over, he just happened to see the two of them chasing each other into the distance, and he couldn't help but praise. "According to the rumors, Zhong Kui has already perished. I never expected that he's actually still alive …"
Shen Luo didn't say anything to him and also chased after the two people.
"Boom!"
Another explosion was heard. A mass of black light exploded high up in the sky. A bright red robe fell straight down from the sky with a rustling sound, and heavily smashed onto a shabby cable bridge that spanned across the Yin Ghost Ravine.
The cable bridge looked very old. The iron chains on it were exposed, and the planks on it were mostly rotten. It was already very broken and looked like it would collapse at any moment.
However, when Zhong Kui's body smashed into the iron chain, it only caused the bridge to shake violently, but it didn't break.
When he stood up, he looked up at the sky. The Phantasm Ghost King was absorbing the Evil Qi around it. Its broken body was gradually recovering, and even its shattered armor was slowly recovering.
However, the aura emitted from its body was much weaker than before.
"Still not willing to surrender? If we continue to fight, you will only be destroyed by me again and again." Zhong Kui shouted in a clear voice.
The Phantasm Ghost King in the air was silent. It continued to absorb the Evil Qi and recover its strength.
"Stubborn. Since that's the case, I'll send you off." Zhong Kui narrowed his eyes. He raised the Demon Subduing Sword in his hand again and was about to attack the Phantasm Ghost King again.
"Cang Langlang …"
At this moment, the sound of chains shaking could be heard. Zhong Kui's body suddenly froze in place.
At the end of the iron chain bridge behind him, a white figure suddenly appeared. There was a rope around his neck, and his whole body was hanging above the gate at the end of the bridge. His figure was floating in the chilly wind.
His face was ghastly pale, and his eyes were snow-white, with no black pupils to be seen. In front of his blood-red mouth, a scarlet, purplish tongue gradually appeared, extending all the way to Zhong Kui's neck, which was more than a hundred feet away.
Shen Luo was slightly surprised. Previously, he was unable to detect the existence of the Hanged Ghost.
Just as he was about to step forward to help, Zhong Kui's body had already turned around. He suddenly opened his mouth and a scarlet flame surged out from his mouth. It followed the scarlet tongue and burned towards the Hanged Ghost.
However, the Hanged Ghost seemed to be completely unaware of the flames. It did not have the slightest bit of reaction.
The Hanged Ghost's breath moved slightly, and a green cold air flowed out from its nostrils. It followed the long tongue and rushed towards Shen Luo. Wherever it passed, the cold air would freeze and extinguish the scarlet flames the moment it touched them.
Zhong Kui's eyes flashed with a trace of surprise. It was obvious that he did not expect the Hanged Ghost's cold air to be so strong. At this moment, the sound of something breaking through the air could be heard from behind him. A black spear was heading straight for the back of his head.
When he was about to wave his sword to block, an even more intense cold air had already arrived, causing his movements to become sluggish.
However, this short delay was enough to determine his failure.
Just as the black spear was about to penetrate his head, a black light fell from the sky. A pitch-black whip wrapped in layers of whip shadows heavily struck the spear and shattered it.
At the same time, a figure silently appeared behind the Hanged Ghost. It was Shen Luo.
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