Big Dream Master

The ice spear pierced the sky, leaving a white trace, and soon encountered the giant hand, but it did not break directly like a flame spear, but broke through the protective layer outside the giant hand and stuck in the middle of the palm. .

　　 Immediately afterwards, the sound of "Kaka" was made loudly in the sky, and a layer of white cold air spread directly around the ice spear, enveloping the black giant hand in it.

　　 But the black giant hand was just a roll of the green ghost flame on the surface, swept away the cold air, and continued to slowly press down without any pause.

　　 Shen Luo sees this, his face is like ashes, knowing that he will have to die again. Moreover, with the terrifying power of the Black Mountain Old Demon, even if it is resurrected again, the hope of escape is extremely slim.

"Fine, nothing! I'll give you a ride, it's not worth knowing you and me." At this moment, the horse-faced ghost next to him suddenly sighed, then opened his mouth, and his tongue glowed red. Flash, two small bright red flowers flew out of it, and threw one of them to Shen Luo.

　　 "This is... what are you going to do?" Shen Luo subconsciously took the red light, and was shocked.

　　 Since the horse-faced ghost is not as good as his own strength, is there still a way to find a way to escape?

　　 The horse-mian ghost threw the red flower in his mouth and swallowed it directly.

Immediately afterwards, he raised the sky with a long roar, and suddenly a large, eye-catching red light burst out from his body. The breath of his body was rising wildly, as if there would never be a sky. I felt my scalp was numb, and my hair was standing upright, as if the face in front of me was no longer a nameless little ghost, but a ghost like a giant beast.

　　 "Hey, you are..."

　　 Suddenly there was a strange light from high in the sky, and the giant hand that was pressing down suddenly paused in the air.

　　 The horse-faced ghost didn't pay attention at all. Instead, he took it out of his arms abruptly. There was an extra black brush in his hand, which was as long as a ruler, facing the top of his head, a little empty.

　　 The black brush is like cast iron, with dense runes engraved on the barrel of the pen. When the horse-faced ghost is lit, a dazzling red light shines on the nib, and red runes shoot out from it.

As soon as 　　 sank, he saw all the runes above his head, and all the runes gathered together, and it seemed to be an article, but he could not fully recognize the Chinese characters, and could only vaguely see the handwriting such as "Ghosts and evil".

When the 　　 rune chapter was completed, it turned into a huge red light and rushed straight into the air. Amidst the thunderous "rumbling", the black giant hand was beaten backwards, until it retracted into the cloud.

　　 Shen Luo looked stunned.

　　 "Evil pen, ghost poem, ecstatic messenger... is it you, ecstatic horse face?" In the distant sky, the old black mountain demon's frightened and angry voice echoed endlessly.

　　 "Sorrowful horse face?" Shen Luo heard the words, and was shocked in his heart.

　　 The horse-faced ghost ignored the black mountain old demon's roar, retracted the large black pen in his hand, and slammed into the void.

　　 The red light suddenly shined before the tip of the pen, and the empty void directly tore the red light into a narrow and long gap of three feet wide, and bursts of gray and white mist overflowed from it.

　　 Before Shen Luo figured out what was going on, he saw the horse-faced ghost grinning at him suddenly, and then kicked him directly with his feet.

　　 He was kicked so that he staggered, and fell directly back into the gap.

　　 The horse-mian old ghost and the black pen in his hand lit up with **** red light at the same time, and the two dissipated like powder at the same time.

　　 The horse-faced ghost heard the last words in the sinking ears: "The flowers wither and the people die, it's time for a cup of tea..."

　　 In the next instant, the void gap disappeared. Only the roar of the old Black Mountain demon thunderously reverberated in the void, but the sound drifted further and further, until it disappeared.

　　 Shen Luo turned around for a while, and only felt a flower in front of him, and then clinging to the bright red flower field appeared in another place.

At this moment, he was tightly wrapped in the red light from the red flowers, standing in an unfamiliar place with a faint gray and white mist, and not far from him stood a huge archway over ten feet high, all in pitch black. Exuding evil spirits.

　　 There should have been three rooms with four pillars on the seventh floor, but for some reason the left side has collapsed in half, and only three pillars and two rooms are still intact. Under the top cornice, there is a copper bell the size of a human head.

　　 The weird thing is that the brass bell is swaying in the wind, but there is no sound from it.

　　, his brows frowned and he looked carefully towards the center of the archway.

　　 Looking at it, he couldn't help but breathe in a cold breath, and saw three ancient seal characters engraved on the plaque:

　　 "The ghost gate is closed."

　　 "Ghost Gate... Isn't this a place of darkness? Why did I get here?"

　　 Shen Luo was extremely shocked in his heart, and a lot of folk rumors about this place popped up in his mind.

　　 This is a place where people come only after death!

　　 More importantly, why does the ecstatic horse face know himself~www.ltnovel.com~ even at the expense of myself, but also to send him away?

　　 He looked at the plaque again and was sure that it was indeed written in the three large characters "Ghost Gate", and under the three large characters, there were three huge "hate" written in black and red blood.

　　 "Hate, hate, hate"

The three Hate characters are connected in a row, each of which is a madly cursive brushwork. The more you go back, the more reckless the gesture is. It seems that the hatred of the person who writes is getting heavier and heavier. The lower edge of the font is blood flowing with winding blood , Looked more and more terrifying.

　　 "First it was ecstasy, and now it's at the gate of the ghost, is there still Huangquan Road?" Shen Luo was puzzled, and looked intently at the back of the archway.

　　 I saw behind the archway, there was a road paved with yellow sand, winding into the distance, concealed in the gray and white fog, and on both sides of the road, there were a bunch of bright red flowers blooming.

　　 The calyx of this flower is solitary, the top inflorescence is like an umbrella, the petals are rolled back like a dragon's claw, and the color is like dripping blood. It is exactly the same as the one in his hand, all of which are flowers from the other side.

　　 Legend has it that on the road to the Yin and Ming Huangquan, there is a kind of netherworld flower named Bi An. The flower does not see the leaves for generations and is the only scenery on the Huangquan Road.

　　 "It's really Huangquan Road..." Shen Luo muttered as his eyes changed.

　　 At this moment, in the void overhead, a dull roar suddenly sounded, and the sound of wind gusts came from high above.

Shen Luo immediately looked up, and saw that the high sky was windy and windy, dark clouds were densely covered, and there was a circular hole in the middle of which was slightly brighter, surrounded by thick clouds, and there was white light inside. It seemed as if the whole sky was stabbed. There was a hole in it.

　　 He faintly felt something wrong in his heart, and subconsciously wanted to stay away from this place, but the ghost gate in front of it was naturally unable to enter.