Big dreamer

As the whimpering demonic sounds continued to pour into Shen Luo's mind, he felt more and more dizzy, and his hands and feet danced more uncontrollably, walking towards the black ghost step by step.

Shen Luo was annoyed at his carelessness and tried to use his magic power to resist, but suddenly found that he had lost control of his magic power. The only thing he could barely control was the little power of the soul in his mind.

He hurriedly executed the God-Suppressing Technique, and the Panlong Wall seemed to sense the condition of his body, and a burst of pure Yang power was transmitted, which immediately resisted the influence of the soul-stirring demonic sound, and his dancing body tended to stop.

Shen Luo felt a little relieved and was about to suppress the spirit with all his strength.

But the black ghost head in mid-air opened his mouth and roared again, and the soul-stirring demonic sound in the secret room immediately became twice as loud.

Shen Luo seemed to have been hit by a sap in the face. His soul, which he had managed to control with great difficulty, became scattered again, and his mind became drowsy.

"It's over, kid!" The black ghost grinned, but he still had no trace of his previous confusion, and he opened his mouth and let out a sharp scream. .

Countless black ghost howling sound waves appeared again, as if fierce sword energy was slashing towards Shen Luo's body.

But at this moment, a thick white mist suddenly appeared in the secret room, drowning everything in an instant.

The black sound wave was like a mud cow entering the sea, easily swallowed up by the thick white mist.

Shenluo's figure also disappeared out of thin air, and he didn't know where he went.

"Illusion restriction?" The black ghost head was startled. The ghost energy surged under the head, and a body several feet long suddenly grew. The hands and feet were thick and ferocious, and there were sickle-like ghost claws on the front of the fingers. It moved towards Shen Luo. He grabbed the place he was waiting for.

Several crescent-shaped black lights roared out, but they were also swallowed up silently by the surrounding white mist, without any response.

"Roar!" The ghost roared angrily and spat out.

A piece of black ghost flame surged out and expanded rapidly. In just a few breaths, it filled an area of ​​hundreds of feet, burning fiercely.

However, the white mist surrounding the black sea of ​​fire seemed endless and was not affected by the calcination of the ghost flames at all.

"What is this?" The black ghost finally became a little panicked, and once again activated its soul-stirring magic sound power, the ghost's cry became louder and spread far and wide.

Somewhere in the white mist, Shen Luo sat cross-legged, crystal light flickered between his eyebrows, and bursts of blue light appeared on his body, getting brighter and brighter.

After a while, the blue light on his body suddenly surged, his body shook violently, and he stood up.

"Master, are you okay?" White mist surged next to him, and the ghost general appeared.

"It's okay, thanks to you arriving in time." Shen Luo breathed a sigh of relief and said.

After he was hit by the soul-catching demonic sound, he immediately informed the ghost general with his mind. The ghost general was carrying a formation flag of the Liangyi dust formation. At the critical moment, he used the Liangyi dust formation to imprison the black ghost.

"Master, where did that guy come from and why did he appear suddenly?" asked the ghost general.

Shen Luo simply told the origin of the black ghost.

"Possessed in your body? Then this ghost is not simple. It can lie dormant for so many years without being discovered." The ghost general was quite surprised.

"Can you tell that guy's background is that he actually knows ghost powers such as the soul-stirring magic sound?" Shen Luo asked.

"I can't see clearly, but judging from that guy's bald head, he might have been a monk during his lifetime." Gui Jiang said, touching his chin.

"Monk..." Shen Luo was slightly startled when he heard this.

People in Buddhism are firm-minded and believe in reincarnation. Almost no one falls into the ghost realm after death, but once they transform into ghosts, their strength is extraordinary.

The black ghost is so scary, and the ghost body that appears is bald. Could it be that he was really a monk during his lifetime?

"Master, that guy has a high level of cultivation, and the ghost energy in his body is extremely pure. If he can be absorbed by me, his cultivation level will definitely improve by leaps and bounds." The ghost general approached Shen Luo and said with a flattering look on his face.

"It's not impossible if you want to devour it." Shen Luo glanced at the ghost general and did not refuse.

Regardless of whether the black ghost had been kind to him in the past, it just wanted his life. If the kindness in the past was cut off, it would kill two birds with one stone by giving the ghost general some cultivation points.

"Really? Thank you Master!" The ghost general thanked him with great joy.

Shen Luo turned over his hand and took out a white formation flag, and activated it with his hand. White mist surged around the two of them, and the next moment they appeared near the black ghost.

The black ghost has put away the sea of ​​ghost flames and is using a cold magical power, trying to freeze the surrounding white mist and looking for flaws.

Seeing the sudden appearance of Shen Luo and the others, the black ghost immediately rushed over excitedly.

The sound of ghost cries suddenly became louder, and countless soul-stirring demonic sounds overwhelmingly covered Shenluo.

However, Shen Luo had already activated the Buzhou God-suppressing Technique at this moment, and his soul was impregnable, and the soul-stirring demonic sound could not penetrate at all.

"Go!" He made a little gesture, and the Pure Yang Sword shot out, and in a flash he was in front of the black ghost.

The ghost was greatly shocked by the speed of the Pure Yang Sword. The strong pure Yang aura exuding from the sword also made it extremely fearful. Two ghost claws stretched out and grabbed the Pure Yang Sword in its hand.

The ghost's face showed joy, and large black ghost flames rumbled out from its two ghost claws, exuding an extremely cold aura and seeping into the Pure Yang Sword.

Shen Luo didn't care about this, and the technique in his hand changed.

A red light flashed on the surface of the Pure Yang Sword, and it suddenly split into two. A red sword shadow with flashing red light appeared out of thin air next to it. It revolved around his hands like lightning. It was the Pure Yang Shadow Sword.

The hands of the black ghost were cut off at the wrist level, and the Pure Yang Sword body was immediately freed from its trap, shot forward, and penetrated through the chest of the black ghost.

A large hole like a bucket was penetrated in the black ghost's chest, and the yin energy in the body found an outlet and surged out.

The ghost was horrified, but before it could react, the red sword shadow flashed in front of it and slashed diagonally from its shoulder.

The red sword shadow was as sharp as the Pure Yang Sword itself. With a crisp "swish", the ghost's huge body was cut in two and fell to the ground.

Shen Luo pinched his fingers and shot out more than a dozen white spiritual lights like ribbons from the surrounding white mist, tying the two halves of the ghost's body into a dumpling.

A powerful imprisoning force emanated from the white light band, and the black ghost was completely imprisoned and unable to move.

"Go!" After severely injuring the ghost with three or two blows, Shen Luo raised his hand to recall the Pure Yang Sword and shouted in a low voice.

"Thank you, Master!" Before the ghost general finished speaking, his body had already pounced on the immobile black ghost and merged into its body.

A large amount of black air swarmed out, submerging the ghost general and the black ghost, circling and entwining quickly, and soon formed a black fog ball several feet in size.

A shrill scream came from inside, and a certain area of ​​the black fog ball swelled violently from time to time, but it would immediately return to its original state. It seemed that the ghost general had begun to devour the ghost's vitality, and it would not be completed in a short time.

Shen Luo did not stay here for long. He pinched his fingers and waved his fingers. He left the white fog space and returned to the previous secret room.

He did not need to worry about the ghost general's affairs. With the Liangyi Microdust Formation, any breath fluctuations would not be transmitted.

In addition, since the people from the Nine-Headed Insect had not been able to catch up here for such a long time, they probably gave up. Even if they did not give up, they might not be able to find it in a short time.