Zhou Wen's faces were green, and there were many shadows in front of the mountain road, and he didn't know how many ghosts there were, and carrying the coffin was like a funeral procession.

When they were still about a hundred meters away from Zhou Wen and them, the ghosts carrying the coffin stopped, but they only stopped for a moment, and in the next second, the ghosts roared and rushed up like a tide.

"There is no other way but to kill it. An Sheng directly summoned a dagger, opened the car door and walked down.

Zhou Wen, Li Xuan, A Lai and Zhang Yuzhi all got out of the car, Zhang Yuzhi's face was pale, but she was ready to fight, obviously she also knew that it was useless to be afraid now, she had to rush out.

"You follow me. An Sheng walked ahead, staring at the rushing ghost, and when the ghost was still about five meters away from him, the dagger in his hand finally moved.

The dagger brought up a blade light like a long rainbow, and the blade light slashed at the tide-like ghosts, and immediately cut off the row of ghosts that rushed to the front, and several ghosts in the back were impacted, and their bodies were also shocked and floated backwards.

The power of the blow seemed to be powerful, but Zhou Wen couldn't help frowning, An Sheng's blade light, if it was replaced by an ordinary legendary creature, I was afraid that a large number of people would be killed.

But now this blow only killed the first three or four ghosts, and those were just ordinary legendary ghosts, obviously Ansheng's power did not have a good damage effect on ghosts.

In just an instant, the army of ghosts overwhelmed Zhou Wen and them, attacking from all directions.

An Sheng rushed in front, Ah Lai and Li Xuan protected the wings on the left and right, Zhou Wen was at the end, and Zhang Yuzhi walked in the middle because his pets had been killed in battle and his feet were injured, so he walked in the middle to prevent occasional slips.

An Sheng's eyes were cold, the dagger kept waving, and wherever the blade light went, even the ghosts were forcibly cut off, killing a bloody path in the tide of ghosts, and rushing forward with Zhou Wen and them.

The Thunder God Sword in Li Xuan's hand wielded, although the effect of thunder and lightning on the ghost bride was limited, but for these ordinary ghosts, the effect was quite constant.

And his innate undefeated magic skills seem to have a certain effect on ghosts, although they can't kill ghosts directly like An Sheng, but they also kill the ghosts next to them miserably.

Ah Lai's situation is strange, he is obviously a little afraid, and he doesn't seem to have practiced special fighting skills, and it seems that he doesn't seem to have the blessing of Yuan Qi skills, but his fist hit the ghosts, and he was able to blast the ghosts out, and several ghosts were almost blown away by him.

"Li Xuan is right, Ah Lai really has great strength. Zhou Wen was relatively relaxed, Di Ting was right in front of him, a ghost rushed over, Di Ting rushed up directly like a streamer, and the ghost who hit with one claw flew away.

Zhou Wen switched the Yuan Qi Recipe to the Small Prajna Sutra, and a ghost who had slipped through the net rushed over, so he slapped it directly, and he found that there was a small Prajna Sutra blessed Yuan Qi, and hitting the ghost was no different from hitting the living creature, and directly smashed the ghost's head.

"The Little Prajna Sutra really has the effect of restraining ghosts. Zhou Wen's heart has settled down a lot, according to their current situation, if it is just these ghost armies blocking the way, they should be able to rush out.

But when Zhou Wen's eyes fell on the red lacquered coffin that exuded black gas, he had an ominous premonition in his heart.

An Sheng led everyone to rush forward, I don't know how many ghosts were killed along the way, and many ghost crystals fell on the ground, but no one had time to pick them up.

Di Ting seemed to like the crystals of these ghosts very much, and his body rushed through like lightning, swallowing those crystals directly into his stomach, and the killing was even more rising, and he didn't wait for Zhou Wen's instructions to take the initiative to kill the ghosts nearby.

Its restraint effect on ghosts is too strong, and the legendary ghosts are basically one claw, and those ghosts have no ability to resist in front of it.

The five of them continued to rush and kill in the ghost tide, and they were about to approach the position of the coffin.

Perhaps stimulated by Zhou Wen and the others to kill the ghosts, the red lacquer coffin that exuded black gas shook violently, and when Zhou Wen and the others were less than ten meters away from the coffin, the coffin lid suddenly opened, and a hand stretched out from the coffin and pressed it on the edge of the coffin.

It was as pale as snow, and the fingers were slender and slender, as if they were covered with bones, but the nails were silver, long and pointed, like sharp blades.

And on that hand, there seemed to be a black aura emanating from nothing.

Zhou Wen's heart was dark, An Sheng's expression was also very solemn, and several people continued to rush forward without saying a word.

The ghost hand pressed the coffin, and I saw a figure slowly stand up, it was a white-haired and black-armored person, wearing black armor all over his body, and even his face had a ghost-like mask, exuding a black aura all over his body, which looked weird and revealed a strange charm.

The body of the black-armored white-haired ghost in the coffin slowly floated up, staring at Di Ting and An Sheng, and the next moment, as if teleporting, appeared in front of An Sheng, and the silver nails on the ghost's hands, like five sharp daggers, stabbed directly into An Sheng's head.

An Sheng's reaction was also extremely fast, the dagger slammed upward, and the blade light of the rainbow slashed at the ghost hand, shaking the ghost claw open.

"Go back. An Sheng looked solemn and said in a deep voice.

Zhou Wen and Li Xuan both knew that something was wrong, behind them was the Yin Yang Realm Monument, and if they retreated, they would retreat into the Yin and Yang Realm.

An Sheng knew that he still let them retreat like this, obviously he had encountered a very serious problem, and it should be that even he was not sure that he would be able to defeat the black-armored white-haired ghost.

Without saying a word, Zhou Wen rushed back with Di Ting, and Li Xuan, A Lai and Zhang Yuzhi also followed.

An Sheng did not retreat, holding the dagger, his eyes staring at the black-armored white-haired ghost.

The black-armored and white-haired ghost also looked at An Sheng, and the black qi on his body became more and more obvious, but the other ghosts seemed to be unable to see An Sheng all of a sudden, so they stopped attacking him and rushed directly towards the four Zhou Wen who fled.

The momentum on An Sheng's body became stronger and stronger, and a strange light and shadow rose up on him at the same time, as if a big demon had descended on him, and the purple light seemed to dye his body purple.

Boom!

Zhou Wen only heard the terrifying explosion of power from An Sheng's side, and saw that there was a ghostly aura rising there, mixed with a demonic purple light in the middle, and he didn't know how many ghosts were scattered.

But the number of ghosts is too much, and there are still an unknown number of ghosts rushing towards them, and without An Sheng withstanding the impact of most of the ghosts, their situation immediately became worse.

Although Di Ting can restrain ghosts, it is only a legendary pet after all, it can only kill one ghost at a time, and it has no group skills, and when it kills a ghost, more ghosts will pounce.