The divine power of the water system exploded, and the body of the ghost inter began from outside the wound...... The road was blasted open by the divine power of the water system, and streams of water continued to spew out from the explosion site, the ghost king roared angrily, his body was straight, and a splash of water exploded from the top of his head, shattering the skull, and the ghost king finally fell to the ground with a bang, and all the demon warriors present, including Ruan Zhiri, who had completed the final blow, collapsed to the ground together in tiredness, and gasped for a while, before everyone cheered in unison with great joy.

The mist dissipated, the ground was in shambles, and the shattered bodies of the demon warriors and the overflowing blood made the surroundings look like hell.

The Eight Great Shrine Warriors who are still alive have only stabbed half of them, and even if they do, most of them are injured. Even Ruan Sheri is no longer as free and chic as usual, his clothes are in tatters, and he has a huge three-foot-long wound on his back, the skin and flesh on both sides of the wound are turned out, the blood vessels are exposed, and the blood is still oozing from the oil, and the bones are almost exposed.

"Alas......" Ruan Zhanri sighed, there was no joy at all, I didn't expect the annual ring cemetery to be so difficult to deal with, this is only the first layer, so I let myself do my best, not only that, but my subordinates also lost more than half. If it weren't for the desperate efforts of these warriors to hold back the Ghost King, it's hard to say whether they would have succeeded in completing the final blow.

After killing the ghost king, Ruan Zhanri didn't dare to stay for a long time, and hurried to the open space with everyone.

When he arrived at the clearing, he completely relaxed, regardless of his identity, lying on the ground panting and looking at the sky, unconsciously thinking of Wu Luo opposite.

Will the boy survive?

In this tree-ring forest, anyone who enters will be cut off, and as long as they come in, it will be difficult to get out.

The strength of the ghost king, can Wu Luo resist it?

Nguyen Shot Ri actually didn't want Wu Luo to die here. Wu Luo said that everyone competes fairly, but in fact, Ruan Zhanri doesn't feel that Wu Luo has any threat to him at all, if the Soul Restoration Grass is in the annual ring graveyard, either everyone can't get it, if someone can get it, that person must be himself.

If he was friendly with Wu Luo, he would be able to ease Ruan Tunhu's previous sin of offending Miss Nine-Tailed Fox. If Wu Luo died, he would have to think about it.

But at present, Wu Luo Duo was afraid that he would die in this wood, and he was thinking about it, when suddenly one of his soldiers shouted: "What is it over there, is it smoke?"

Ruan Zhanri was strange for a while, and when he got up to look, sure enough, a black smoke rose from the opposite side, and it seemed that it had been burning for a while.

Ruan Sheri was stunned for a moment, and it took a while to convince himself to accept this fact: Is it Wu Luo?! This, this, how can we talk about it, that kid actually killed the tenth layer of the forest? And the speed is faster than himself, with his strength, it is impossible at all......

But the facts are in front of you, except for Wu Luo, there is no one else on the other side. Judging from the distance of the black smoke, it is clear that Wu Luo has reached the middle ground.

Wu Luo not only walked through the woods, but also faster than himself, which made Ruan Shiri unable to figure it out anyway, thinking in his heart if this kid was lucky and didn't meet the ghost king, right?

This is also unlikely, the annual ring forest is fierce, it is impossible to let Wu Luo and them break in, is this kid really killed with strength?

Ruan Zhanri still felt unbelievable, but the facts were in front of him, and he had to believe it.

Ruan Shiri shook his head, and suddenly felt a sense of heroic sadness in his heart, and after a long time, he muttered to himself: "A new generation replaces the old......"

It took about half a day and a night for Wu Luo to refine the talisman, and then it took another half a day to recuperate.

Ruan Sheri led people to fight hard, from yesterday when the cow entered the forest, until now, before killing the ghost king. One day and one night, the rate was extremely painful.

In terms of time, in fact, Wu Luo was not a little ahead, but the half day he used to heal his injuries. If Ruan Zhiri knew, he would vomit blood even more depressedly.

At this time, it was already dusk, the sun had set, there was only the afterglow, Wu Luo didn't know that he was raising the smoke, he originally wanted to report safety to the fire lion and others outside, but let Ruan Sheri see it, depressed to the point of internal injury.

He was sitting by the fire, eating his dry food.

It's a pity that there are no night beasts around, which makes Wu Luo quite regretful, because according to Wu Luo's meaning, since a fire has been lit, why not have a barbecue?

The fire lion camel outside the annual ring cemetery saw the smoke of the bonfire, and they were stunned at first, and then a thunderous cheer sounded, and all the people were already desperate, but they didn't expect Wu Luo to surprise them again, and actually walked through the woods.

However, there is a shade in the woods, and what is happening inside is completely invisible to the outside world. They also thought that Wu Luo had just escaped, and if they knew that Wu Luo had actually killed the ghost king, they would definitely be even more shocked.

After recuperating for a while, Wu Luo extinguished the bonfire and marched towards the ninth layer of the woods.

Ruan Sheri was holding back a lot of strength in his heart, he was the high priest of the Roaring Spring Shrine, and befriending Wu Luo did not mean that he would deliberately lose to Wu Luo.

Besides, if he loses, I'm afraid that Wu Luo will also think that he is deliberately giving in, but it is not beautiful.

It's his constant mind to compete to see who can reach the core of the cemetery first. ，

The problem is that now Ruan Sheri is very depressed, he has no intention of giving in at all, after the tenth layer of the forest passed, his men and horses are still resting and healing, Wu Luo has already extinguished the bonfire, extinguished the smoke, and entered the ninth layer.

Although Ruan Sheri was in a hurry, he knew the truth that sharpening the knife was not a mistake for a woodcutter, as long as he was patient and honestly waited for his subordinates to recuperate before setting off. This time, time is behind again.

When Wu Luo fought bravely out of the Ninth Zeng Forest, Ruan Sheri had just rushed halfway. As a result, the distance between the two is getting bigger and bigger, and the eighth, seventh, and sixth layers are ...... By the time they reached the fifth layer, the gap between the two had finally widened to the point of a layer of woods.

Ruan Shuri was extremely depressed in his heart, he led the elite warriors of the Eight Great Shrines, but he was so far behind Wu Luo, who led a group of rabble, if he knew that Wu Luo was killed as a gun, he would definitely be even more depressed.

In fact, the later layers of the forest are no less dangerous than the outermost tenth layer. However, Wu Luo basically passed in one day, and Hong Pohai gave him the time limit, and it was about to be too late.

The tenth layer was not so dangerous originally, but Wu Luo and Ruan Shiri suddenly entered, and their strength was too strong, which completely aroused the defense system of the annual ring cemetery, which would directly compress the power of tens of thousands of tree ghosts into the body of a ghost general to deal with it.

In the woods behind, the strength of the ghost king is only equivalent to the superposition of 10,000-headed tree ghosts, but their combat skills are more proficient.

Overcoming obstacles all the way, Wu Luo's advancement was not smooth, and he was almost defeated and killed several times in the middle, but fortunately, he had many magic weapons and many means, so he could always pass by the god of death.

However, there is no chance to cast the Nine Dragons Swallowing Sun ** on the Ghost King, and the Yin Qi Demon Wen Spirit Rune in the mouth of the spirit dragon is only a turn.

When Wu Luo entered the third layer, Ruan Shiri was already one and a half years behind. At this moment, Ruan Sheri's old face really couldn't hang up, and in a fit of anger, he went to the secret elixir demon clan of the Roaring Spring Shrine is not good at refining medicine, and he found any cherished medicinal materials, and he dug them up casually, and ate them raw when he needed them. These elixirs are the ancestors of the Roaring Spring Shrine, there was once a peerless genius, according to a broken ancient book to study the alchemy method of refining, the raw materials used are all top-notch, plus the method is quite extraordinary, so these elixirs have been handed down.

However, since that genius, the Roaring Spring Shrine has never been able to train a medicine master. So these elixirs are really one less to eat.

At this time, there were only more than 20 soldiers left around Ruan Shuri, but all of them were elites, and after taking more than 20 elixirs, not only did the old injuries disappear, but also the strength doubled!

Under the stimulation of the medicinal power, the temper of these warriors also became irritable, and with the assistance of Ruan Sheri, they broke through the last few layers of woods in one go, and finally saved face at the last moment, and passed through the last layer of woods almost at the same time as Wu Luo.

Wu Luo was covered in blood, carrying the divine sword Tianxing to kill from the woods, even if he rushed out, there was a bloody tree hand stretched out from the woods behind him, trying to grab him. Wu Luo waved his sword, and the ghost sea shy wood was also smashed to pieces, and he jumped forward with the last trace of strength, completely out of the range of the woods.

Falling to the ground gasping for breath, the faint sunlight above his head shone down, and Wu Luo Chang breathed a sigh of relief.

At this moment, there was a bang, and Ruan Shuri fell out of the woods with the remaining dozen or so fighters. All the people, including Nguyen Shot-ri, were in a mess, their clothes and armor were in tatters, like a group of beggars, everyone had wounds on their bodies, one of Nguyen Shot-ri's arms was no longer able to move, and there was a striking wound on his thigh, with a wooden dagger inserted, and blood flowed down his husband's leg and dripped into the dirt.

When the two met, Wu Luo was really a little surprised, but he didn't expect Ruan Shiri to also fight hard.

Wu Luo looked at the embarrassed Eight Great Divine Tombs, shook his head with a wry smile, and said, "Why is the high priest so desperate?

Ruan was so angry that he almost vomited blood!

Why is Lao Tzu so desperate? Are you embarrassed to ask? It's not that you're being dragged down by your kid. If you hadn't killed all the way in, would I have risked my life? Lao Tzu is the high priest of the Eight Great Shrines, and the glory and wealth are inexhaustible, if you die here, then it is called wronged!

also lost more than 20 elixirs to barely save this old face, even so, after going out, I am afraid that I will be ridiculed by those old guys.

You say what you mean, you can break through three or two layers, you can make a name for yourself when you go out, and you can survive from the annual ring cemetery at a young age, which is already very remarkable.

Then I'll go into the fifth or sixth floor, and then I will quit, and everyone will look good.