After killing the ink swordsman, Lei Luo took the opponent's heavy sword ancient treasure and storage bag in his hand, and put the corpse into the storage bag, and then turned his head to look at the other battle group.

In that place, Lu Xiao relied on the body of his silver-armored corpse to force the black-robed man to retreat, but every time he was about to succeed, there would be a momentary pause.

After Lei Luo looked closely, he found that it was not Lu Xiao who deliberately paused, but an invisible force acting on her body, making her movements slow down slightly, and it looked like a pause.

"Is this a spiritual power?" He had an answer in his heart after watching an invisible force imprison Lu Xiao's body.

Obviously, this black-robed man knows a secret technique of spiritual power, and at the same time, he can manipulate mental power to bind and imprison the enemy, which has given him such a long respite.

"Lei Daoyou, we don't have a life-and-death feud, it's better like this, I don't want this Ten Thousand Soul Flower, how about you let me go!"

Now he can be said to be very embarrassed, first he fought with the ink swordsman to lose both, and now there is Lei Luo, a big enemy, approaching.

Seeing that the ink swordsman was easily killed by the other party, this Lei Daoyou's strength must be stronger than the current one.

And the other party's silver armor corpse has already exhausted him to deal with, if the other party joins forces with the silver armor corpse, he will not be able to fall here today.

When he thought that if the way of demons and ghosts fell, it would not even be possible to hope for reincarnation, so he would be so soft.

After all, staying in the green mountains is not afraid of no firewood, and only living is the truth.

"From the moment you use me as cannon fodder, we will not die!" a faint voice came.

The black-robed man wanted to continue to defend something, but he felt several invisible flying swords coming towards him, these flying swords were extremely familiar to him who cultivated the secret art of spiritual power.

"Psychic attack means!" he exclaimed.

Surprise is surprise, now is the moment of life and death, there is no room for the slightest hesitation.

He glanced at the silver-armored corpse approaching him, and then at Lei Luo in the distance, and his spiritual power in the sea was unleashed.

The black-robed man was desperate this time, releasing all the spiritual power in his body out of his body, and Lu Xiao's body could not be stored at this moment, as if his body was stuck in a quagmire full of mud.

Although the Divine Sense Flying Sword attack released by Lei Luo hit the side of the black-robed man, it was also blocked by a strong spiritual force, which was a bit unexpected.

Then he felt a powerful pressure on his body, as if a mountain was pressing on his back, and his whole body was lying on the ground.

After the black-robed man saw that Lei Luo and the silver armor corpse were temporarily restrained, a puff of black smoke came out of his whole body, and his whole body turned into a black wind and flew towards the only entrance.

But at this moment, a golden chain struck towards the black wind, and instantly wrapped around his body in the black wind.

At this moment, the black-robed man felt that his body was restrained by a strong force, and his body fell to the ground from the black wind, and the black smoke around his body also dissipated.

"Gu Bao!" he exclaimed, looking at the golden chains that wrapped around him, and now this person's face turned ugly again.

At the moment when the other party used the escape technique, Lei Luo got rid of the shackles, and at the same time sacrificed the ancient treasure in the storage bag and took the other party in one fell swoop.

"If you didn't keep your body, you would have really let you run away, but now you can go with peace of mind, and I will let the other people go down to accompany you!" Lei Luo said lightly after walking to his side.

He raised his fist and blasted at the black-robed man's head, and when he was about to touch it, an invisible force acted on the fist, it turned out that the other party wanted to die again.

Lei Luo's face turned grim, and his fist suddenly shook, and the invisible force appeared in a brief vacuum under this shock.

The black-robed man didn't expect such a hand, but before he could react, a fist had already slammed into his face, and the entire skull exploded into a cloud of blood mist after the next breath.

At the moment when the skull was blown up, a cloud of purple smoke flew out of the shattered skull, and then turned into a purple rainbow and rushed towards the entrance, obviously the remnant soul of the black-robed man.

A scream came out, and then a ripple wind wave accompanied by a screaming sound shrouded the purple rainbow, it turned out that Lu Xiao was defending the other party with such a hand, and he had already ambushed in advance.

Under the attack of this sound wave, a terrible howl came from the purple smoke, but the sound gradually weakened, and finally the smoke dissipated, and the sound also stopped abruptly.

After Lei Luo picked up the black-robed man's storage bag, he summoned the fireball technique with one hand and cremated the black-robed man's body entirely.

"Don't worry, the others will go down to accompany you, you can catch up with Qian Fat Man and the Ink Swordsman on Huangquan Road first!" Looking at the burned corpse, Lei Luo said earnestly.

After finishing speaking, he took Lu Xiao to another exit that was blocked by the formation, and after taking a look at the formations arranged around, he gestured to Lu Xiao helplessly, and then recovered the spirit stone that he cared about.

There is no way, he is really unfamiliar with the formation, so he can only let Lu Linglong, who controls Lu Xiao, crack it.

Half an hour later, the formation of this entrance was cracked by Lu Linglong, and Lei Luo continued to move forward.

......

Inside a dark hall full of tombstones.

At this time, there were two people fighting to the death, one of them was a horse-faced man, this person controlled two skull staffs, and displayed one ghost and magic power, and for a while, the wind was howling, and the ghost aura was permeated.

On the other side, the person who fought with him was a young man in black who controlled a blood-colored flying sword, and it was Lei Luo himself.

After he had advanced a certain distance, he was attacked by this horse-faced man, but he was easily dodged by his cautious character.

At this moment, the enemy naturally met endlessly, and the two quickly exchanged hands, which is why there is such a show.

As everyone knows, the horse-faced man is also surprised, his hidden magic power should not be so easy to find in such a ghostly place, but the other party can actually avoid it.

But now that he can't sneak attack, he has lost the possibility of sitting down and reconciling, so he can only use his hands to destroy the enemy in front of him first.

So he sacrificed his natal magic weapon two Yin Netherworld Ghost Staffs, and controlled the staff to rotate around with Lei Luo.

"Boy, I don't know why you survived, but how can you be my opponent when you don't even have a magic weapon!" the horse-faced man sneered as he cast a spell.

He fought with Lei Luo for a long time, and the other party actually only controlled some faint evil qi flying swords to deal with it, and even the magic weapon was useless, this was not an obvious way to send him to death.

Hearing the other party's ridicule, Lei Luo had no way to refute it, because this was the truth.

His natal magic weapon is still far away, so no matter how sarcastic the other party is, he copes with it expressionlessly.

The horse-faced man couldn't make a mockery, his hands kept moving, and after the spell was cast, a gray skull of thirty zhang in size appeared out of thin air, and this skull opened a hideous mouth and bit towards Lei Luo.

"Although the evil qi restrains the ghosts, that evil qi can't stop my magical powers!" said the horse-faced man proudly at this time.

However, at this moment, a torrent of blood-colored evil qi erupted from Lei Luo's body, and the momentum of this evil qi erupted even made the huge skull pause, not daring to move forward.

"How come!" the horse-faced man's face changed from smug to frightened, and his mouth began to murmur to himself.

A hundred-zhang-sized blood tiger poked its head out of the evil breath, and then swallowed the skull in one gulp, and at the same time, Lei Luo's figure also rushed to the side of the horse-faced man the moment the skull disappeared.

Seeing that the other party was a Jindan monk, he actually chose to fight in close combat unusually, and the face of the horse-faced man was a little ugly.

"You deceive, you are a refiner, no!" With a terrible howl, the entire pitch-black hall was silent.

Inside an exquisite and magnificent palace.

This palace is a little surprising from other places, not only is it gorgeous and exquisitely carved, but also in a room on the side of the palace, there is a boudoir bed similar to a woman, which is quite strange.

However, in the center of this palace, a white-haired old woman is fighting with a young man in black, and the two of them are ruthless, and it seems that they are in an endless situation.

The white-haired old woman among the two is the lady Rong, and the young man in black is naturally Lei Luo, who has solved the horse-faced man.

I don't know why, as if someone was guiding him, after killing the horse-faced man, he followed the route and didn't take long to come to this place.

Coincidentally, that Mrs. Rong also happened to come here, and the two did not hesitate after meeting, they both made a move on each other, and they fought in this gorgeous palace for a while.

Mrs. Rong is good at formations, and her natal magic weapons are the same as the formation mages she met before, they are all natal array flags, but the other party not only controls the formation flags against the enemy, but also controls some flying needle magic weapons.

As the most famous Yin artifact in the immortal cultivation world, the flying needle is named for its small size, faint breath, swift speed and number of sets, and it is an excellent magic weapon for sneaking up on Yin people.

It is said that many treacherous loose cultivators will even sacrifice some flying needle magic weapons against the enemy, which can be said to be unguardable, and some magic weapons are even contaminated with poison, which is really vicious.

However, Mrs. Rong's opponent was Lei Luo, and she only heard a crisp "clanging bell" like rain hitting an iron sheet, and the surface of Lei Luo's body splashed with sparks.

Countless flying needles attacked his flesh, but they couldn't even pierce his skin.

After the flying needle sneak attack failed, the formation was even more difficult to play.

Lei Luo is like a formation master, the surrounding formations can't help him, and every time the opponent moves, he can accurately avoid some formation deaths.

"You kid is a human or a demon, your body is so hard!" Mrs. Rong roared hysterically.

Her flying needle magic weapon is a complete set of superb magic weapons, even Jindan monks need to sacrifice magic weapons to resist, but no one has ever used their physical bodies to resist.

It is also that those demon beasts can rely on the strength of the flesh or the huge body to ignore the sneak attack of the flying needle, how can a human race monk actually do this.

And so far, she knows very well that the other party has not blocked it with any defensive magic weapon.

"I've never seen a demon beast that transformed into a demon beast in the Jindan stage, but Daoist friends should go on the road with peace of mind, and how about studying these problems on the Huangquan Road!" Lei Luo smiled cruelly.

The opponent's sharpest magic weapons and magic weapons are flying needles and formations, flying needles can't break through his defenses, and the formations can't help him with Lu Linglong's help.

After a while, with a scream full of endless resentment and unwillingness, this Rong Lady was smashed into minced meat by Lei Luo's fist, and then burned to ashes under a fireball technique.

After glancing at a certain place in the corner of the main hall, Lei Luo continued on his way and rushed towards the highest point of the Ghost King's Palace.