Big Dream Master

　　　　 The horse-faced ghost was shocked at this time, did not answer, just kept muttering in his mouth:

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

　　 "What are you talking nonsense!" Shen Luo was so startled by his thoughtless words, he scolded.

　　 "Quickly...let me down, I have something to tell you!" The horse-mian ghost finally recovered and shouted excitedly.

　　 After hesitating for a while, he felt that the horse-faced ghost aura was not at all threatening, and immediately the mana in his body started running, flowing into the short spear in his hand along the meridian.

　　 As the short spear "tipped" the ground, a circle of flames rose, and he realized that the mana in his dantian was quite sufficient, apparently maintaining his previous state of cultivating the third level of the nameless heavenly book.

　　 He stepped forward, raised his short spear and slammed it on the black rope tied to the horse-faced ghost. A layer of flame swept upward like a blade, cutting the black rope apart.

　　 The horse-faced ghost fell from the copper pillar and knelt down on one knee. The white mane behind his head was scattered.

　　 It just raised its head, and the tip of a musket touched its eyebrows.

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

　　 The horse-faced ghost had a strange look on his face. When he was about to speak, the altar under his body shook violently. The rhythm, like a monster, was moving towards this place.

　　, the green ghost flames shuddered and flickered along with the view of the bones and bones next to them.

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

Immediately afterwards, he heard a burst of shouts of "Black Mountain, Black Mountain" from the direction from the vibration. The sound was suddenly far and near, a little unpredictable, sometimes like a person shouting, and sometimes like a tens of thousands of people. The call is really unspeakable weird.

　　 "Oh, it's the old Black Mountain demon!" The horse-faced ghost stood up with one arm and got up from the ground, screaming in surprise.

　　 Sinking didn't even bother to question the horse-faced ghost again. When he looked up for the reputation, he saw a vaguely black giant mountain emerging from the direction of the distant vibration.

Even if he didn't know what the "Black Mountain Old Demon" was, he knew that it was definitely not easy to deal with by just looking at the current battle, so he hurriedly picked up all the short guns on the ground and put his back behind him, turned around for a trot, and suddenly jumped off. After the altar, he planned to stay away from here as soon as possible.

　　 "Hey, sinking, wait for me..." The horse-faced ghost shouted, jumped off the altar, and pursued it.

　　 Shen Luo did not pay attention to the horse-faced ghost, but ran forward on his own.

　　 This person, a ghost, rushed in a direction that was contrary to that "Black Mountain Old Demon" like this one after another.

　　 However, before they could run far away, Shen Luo heard the sound of a gust of wind whistling behind him, and couldn't help but look back, and his heart suddenly shuddered.

　　 I saw the yellow clouds above the altar suddenly surging, and a huge distorted grimace appeared inside.

The face was unclear, and only the fuzzy outline of the facial features could be seen. The position of his mouth suddenly widened, and a huge opening spanning the entire cheek was cracked directly. The yellow clouds inside were tumbling and rolling, and there was a fascinating voice. The suction power of the heart.

　　 Immediately after, Shen Luo saw that the entire altar under the giant face began to shake violently, suddenly rising from the ground, and flew into the mouth of the giant face along with the shrill roars of those ghosts.

　　 "Jie Jie, don't want to escape..." There was a strange laughter in the sky.

　　 The huge face tilted abruptly, from looking down on the earth vertically, turning into a squint forward. The yellow clouds around it suddenly became extremely dark, turning into a whistling wind, and chasing them toward Shenluo.

　　 Shen Luo screamed inwardly, but he didn't know what to do, so he could only rush forward desperately.

　　 "Sinking, it's useless, this old black mountain demon is the ghost king in the out-of-aperture period, you and I can't escape at all." Ma Miangui shouted from behind.

　　As soon as their words fell, the yellow clouds above their heads suddenly turned into pitch black, and the clouds surged violently, and a huge black hand came out from it, like a five-fingered mountain, pouring down like a mountain with five fingers.

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

　　 "If you die, die, fight..." He shook his mind, suddenly stopped, and suddenly turned around.

　　 He raised his hand to remove a short spear from his body, poured mana into it, held it with one hand, and made a run forward slightly. With a sharp wave of his forearm, he threw it obliquely upwards.

　　 At the moment when the mana was injected, the short spear shot up a circle of red flames, and with a burst of air breaking sound ~www.ltnovel.com~, it shot at the black giant hand like an arrow.

　　 "Boom" loudly!

　　 The short flame spear burst directly when it hit the giant hand.

　　 However, the small short gun is too small compared to the giant hand that covers the sky. Even if it explodes, it is just like a small group of fireworks lit up in the night. After a flash, it dissipates.

　　 The black giant hand didn't even pause for a while, and it continued to press downward.

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

　　 He frowned and frowned, then took a short spear from his body, injected mana again, and threw it into the air of a flame short spear.

　　 A shot flew out, and then another shot, and the sound of howling was repeated.

　　 He actually took a sigh of relief, and threw the remaining six flaming lances, which were also magic weapons, as ordinary weapons.

　　 Although he still can't really control the magic weapon, the power he exerts with brute force and mana forcible infusion is far more than ordinary magic weapon.

　　 "Boom boom boom..."

　　 In the high altitude, the sound of explosions continued to explode, and the power of the musket explosion was superimposed on layers, and finally gathered from a small firework into a huge sea of ​​fire.

　　 Shen Luo didn't care about the result. After groping for a while in his sleeve, he took out the small gun that was so long and exuding a chill.

　　 He clasped the small spear in both hands, and the nameless exercises in his body ran extremely fast, and his mana rushed out of his dantian without reservation, almost all of it poured into it.

　　 The white light on that crystal small gun suddenly rose, and it actually rose directly into a long ice spear.

"go with!"

　　 Shen Luo gave a burst of shout, and once again exhausted all his strength, he threw the ice spear obliquely upward.