It turned out to be a bit of a breakdown for him. ↗ Dusty ↖ Literature √ Studies

Shen Lang walked back for ten minutes, and actually found that he was back in place.

The footprints on the withered yellow leaves are exactly what I left just now.

Shen Lang didn't believe in evil, and walked for half an hour, no matter how he changed his direction halfway, he would still come to the same place.

"There's still a maze in this wood!"

Shen Lang's face became a little ugly, and it seemed that it would not work to go backwards.

No wonder it is said that people who step into the ghost forest can't get out, it turns out that this is the reason.

However, Shen Lang thought of a new method, thinking that he could cut down the big trees here as a marker, and when he retreated, he walked towards those trees that had not been cut down, and maybe he could find the right direction.

After making up his mind, Shen Lang immediately took out the Starfall Knife from the storage bag and slashed towards a big tree beside him.

"Bell!"

As if the sound of metal clashing, the Starfall Knife felt like it had been slashed against a piece of incomparably hard black iron.

The yellowed tree was barely damaged, except that its bark had been split a little.

"What kind of tree is this?"

Shen Lang was taken aback, a little unable to believe his eyes.

The Starfall Knife is a magic weapon, not to mention a tree, even a steel plate can be chopped, and he only cut off a little bark when he slashed hard?

The tree couldn't be cut down, so Shen Lang could only mark the tree, and after trying a few times, he still couldn't get out.

Shen Lang gave up completely, and in desperation, he changed his direction and moved forward.

As soon as he walked forward, Shen Lang did not encounter the problem he had just encountered, and finally connected to the new section.

After walking forward for about five minutes, Shen Lang felt a gust of yin wind in front of him, and it was even accompanied by a cry of "woo" ghosts crying wolves, which sounded a little crazy.

Although Shen Lang was bold, he was also afraid of this unknown thing, thinking that there should really be ghosts in this place, right?

Now there was no way out, so Shen Lang had no choice but to go forward, and white mist gradually filled the woods.

The bones of dead people had begun to be on the ground, and they had been dead for an unknown amount of time.

There are even gorgeous robes and treasured swords in some white bones, which shows that their cultivation was not low during their lifetime.

Shen Lang's heart became more and more vigilant, he took out the dried corpse from the storage bag, shook the corpse clock, and let the corpse open the way in front.

As we walked on, the howl of the ghost grew louder and louder.

A gray-white ghost mist suddenly rolled up in front of him, and when he saw a living person coming over, the ghost mist churned endlessly, as if he had vitality, ignoring the dried corpse in front of him, and pounced directly towards Shen Lang.

"What is this?"

Shen Lang was taken aback, he didn't have time to think about it, stretched his palms, and launched a snowflake divine palm.

"Boom!"

The cold palm wind shattered the gray ghost mist, and there seemed to be a terrible howl in the ghost mist, and then disappeared without a trace.

Shen Lang was sure in his heart and continued to move forward.

But the situation is not good, the surrounding ghost fog is gathering more and more, and it seems to be attracted by the breath of the living, and it is churning.

These ghost mist could change into various shapes, and they pounced towards Shen Lang with their teeth and claws.

Shen Lang was shocked, and hurriedly slapped out the palm wind to resist the erosion of the ghost fog.

The overwhelming ghost mist rushed over, and Shen Lang gradually couldn't parry, and accidentally got entangled in his body by a ghost.

The ghost mist turned into a head, grew two fangs, and bit down on Shen Lang's neck.

"Oh no!" Shen Lang's face changed greatly.

This thing is actually sucking its own blood!

If ordinary living people are haunted by these ghosts, they will be sucked dry of their essence and blood in an instant, and they will become dead corpses.

And the dead will turn into ghosts, forever imprisoned in this ghost forest, become powerful ghosts, and can no longer enter the six realms of reincarnation and reincarnation.

The ghost mist that entangled Shen Lang was like a maggot on the tarsal bone, Shen Lang could clearly feel the blood on his body draining rapidly, and a trace of horror gradually appeared on his face.

He had thought of many ways to die, but he never imagined that he would die such a wretch!

Shen Lang gritted his teeth, his eyes were full of unwillingness, he was unwilling to be planted here!

When his life was hanging by a thread, Shen Lang suddenly remembered something.

He quickly opened the storage bag and took out the Yuyang Treasure Mirror that he had obtained, which was said to have the function of warding off evil spirits and avoiding filth.

Shen Lang held the treasure mirror tightly and shone at the ghost head around his neck.

Sure enough, a miracle happened.

A white arc of light suddenly shot out from the Yuyang Treasure Mirror.

"Zila!"

The ghost's head was illuminated by the white light, and the surface emitted a "zizi" sound, which disappeared in an instant, and faintly made the sound of ghosts crying wolves.

Not only that, as soon as the white light of the Yuyang Treasure Mirror rose, a thick white arc gushed out from the mouth of the mirror, and all the surrounding ghost fog disappeared in an instant, and there was no scum left!

Shen Lang sat on the ground gasping for breath, he almost finished the game just now! It was the first time he felt that death was so close to him.

If it weren't for the sudden appearance of the Yuyang Treasure Mirror, he would really die here and become a lonely ghost.

Part of the essence blood on Shen Lang's body was sucked away by the ghost mist, his skin was a little pale, and his body was out of strength.

He immediately took out a few crimson pills from the storage bag, swallowed them in his stomach, and then took out the water bag and drank most of the half bag of water.

This crimson elixir is a healing elixir found in Tianji Gate at the beginning, called Qi and Blood Pill. After taking it, it can quickly replenish qi and blood, and has a significant effect on the injured who have lost too much blood.

After meditating on the spot for a while, Shen Lang's face turned a lot ruddy, and his eyes turned to the jade yang treasure mirror in his hand.

The treasure mirror saved his life, and Shen Lang was glad that he got this treasure.

I saw a faint white light flickering on the treasure mirror, and it seemed to be very sensitive to the ghosts around him. Those gray-white ghost mist should belong to the category of ghosts, otherwise the treasure mirror would not have such a big reaction.

The original "skeleton senior" didn't pit himself, this Yuyang Treasure Mirror can really have a great restraint effect on ghosts.

Not only restraint, the strange white arc just now was extremely powerful, instantly killing all the surrounding ghost fog.

Shen Lang stood up again, with a certain heart in his heart, grasped the treasure mirror tightly, and walked forward.

The Dry Corpse still leads the way, but the Ghost Mist doesn't seem to have any interest in the Puppet Dry Corpse.

Every time a ghost mist approached, Shen Lang raised the mirror, and a white arc of electricity shot out from the mirror, killing the ghost mist.

Even those large ghost fogs with the highest danger factor, when they were hit by the white arc in the treasure mirror, they were instantly killed, and they had no ability to resist.

The degree of ease made Shen Lang himself a little surprised.

After walking forward like this for five or six hours, Shen Lang relied on the Yuyang Treasure Mirror and easily passed through the area with the densest ghost fog and arrived at the middle of the ghost forest.

But the scene in the depths is becoming more and more eerie.

Shen Lang arrived at a barren place, and there were large and small graves in the land in front of him, like a cemetery.

The wind gusted and chilled.

Stepping on the graveyard, Shen Lang suddenly heard a low and strange voice.