Lu Ming stopped suddenly, his heart tightened, there was no escape, the road ahead was blocked, and countless figures gathered in all directions. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The spear in his hand shook, the tip of the spear trembled, tearing the air, and the sharp Mitsubishi spear head emitted a "duh" dragon groan, bringing out a red arc in the air, and the strange blood red of the tip of the spear was even more red, as if sensing Lu Ming's desperate heart.

"Kill!"

The spear swept out, making a whirring sound, and the two evil figures swept by the blood-red tip of the spear suddenly shattered, turning into a wisp of white smoke and merging into the mist.

Lu Ming's expression was awe-inspiring, although the bloody power of the tip of the spear could shatter these strange existences that looked like yin souls but were not yin souls, but they quickly merged into the mist, and the mist gave birth to strange yin souls, endless, no matter how high the cultivation was, I am afraid that they would be consumed to death here.

Lu Ming didn't know what these weird ghosts were for a while, but a pair of gray eyes around him had already rushed up with a look of longing, he knew very well what this desire was, it was a desire for flesh and blood, a desire for life, and he himself had this desire.

Lu Ming clenched his teeth, and the spear kept poking out, spitting red light, shattering the yin spirits that rushed up one by one.

As soon as one step was taken, three or five strange ghosts were beaten into mist.

But as he rushed forward, the more difficult it became, and more and more strange Yin Spirits gathered around, and now he had to break seven or eight Yin Spirits before he could take a step forward.

"Hurry ......"

Lu Ming didn't need to look back to know that it was Song Zhicheng and others chasing after him, but at this time, he didn't have time to separate himself, the spear in his hand kept stabbing out, stabbing out, and stabbing out again, and the tip of the spear was accurately pointed on the head of the weird yin ghost, connecting into a red light and shadow, and no yin soul could set foot in it within the seven-foot spear.

"This ...... How could it be ......" Song Zhicheng felt incredible, they had tried all kinds of spells along the way, and even the runes of the Jindan stage couldn't shatter these weird existences.

Zhou Zheng's fierce eyes stared at Lu Ming's figure, gritted his teeth, and once again activated a Jindan period attack talisman seal, a huge fireball, appeared out of thin air, the size of a zhang, exuding a scorching heat, and smashed into a group of strange ghosts.

"Boom ......", the fireball passed through the group of weird ghosts, smashed to the ground, smashed out a three-zhang sized pit, emitting green smoke, and the ground was scattered with countless broken bones full of scorched marks, how dazzling it was at the moment, the group of weird ghosts was not damaged at all, but seemed to be enraged, and turned around and floated towards them.

"Run away......" shouted Liang Luoxin, who followed closely.

As soon as Song Zhicheng turned around, Liang Luoxin flew behind him with a dense collection of strange ghosts, which made people's scalps tingle.

"Oh no, surrounded!" Liang Luoxin finally understood why the two of them stopped moving, and countless strange ghosts appeared in the fog in front of them, and a touch of despair flashed in their eyes.

"It's the gun...... That same weird magic gun can kill these weird beings. Zhou Zheng said fiercely, "Follow that person." ”

The three of them scrambled to gather behind Lu Ming.

A touch of fierceness flashed in Zhou Zheng's eyes, and the spiritual power was slowly injected into the magic sword in his hand, killing this person, snatching this weird magic spear, maybe he could kill a way out.

After knowing each other for many years, Liang Luoxin naturally saw through Zhou Zheng's intentions at a glance, and the scene where the magic spear absorbed Zhou Qi's flesh and blood essence and spiritual power was still vivid, and he secretly gritted his teeth and infused the magic sword with spiritual power.

Receiving the infusion of spiritual power, the sharp magic sword let out a buzzing sound.

"Poof... Poof..."The dull sound of the magic sword entering the body sounded.

"Uh......"

Zhou Zheng looked at the magic sword inserted in his abdomen in disbelief, clenched his teeth, and squeezed out between his teeth: "You ......"

"Poof"

Lu Ming had unconsciously turned his head, the tip of the gun penetrated through Zhou Zheng's mouth, and the tip of the gun poked out of the back of Zhou Zheng's head, replenished by fresh blood, and the blood red of the tip of the gun became more and more red.

"I'm sorry, I just want to live."

Zhou Zheng's body quickly dried up, and the essence of the flesh and blood of his body and the spiritual power that had not yet escaped were quickly absorbed by the Shocking Spear.

Song Zhicheng felt a chill in his heart, watching Zhou Zheng's skin shrink little by little, wrinkled little by little, his heart was occupied by indescribable fear, and cold sweat trickled down.

Looking at the magic gun that was close in front of him, less than a foot apart, his eyes followed the head of the gun to the tail of the gun, although it was not the first time he had seen the weirdness of this magic gun, but it was the first time he felt this kind of horror at such a close distance, and he began to be afraid of Lu Ming who held this magic gun, and saw Lu Ming's cold expression and blood-red eyes, and quickly lowered his head, not daring to look at him.

The so-called young master of the Song family, the Tianjiao of the Song family, but he is only extraordinary, and his superior family background and deliberate flattery have created this kind of superficial strength, but his Dao heart is fragile.

Liang Luoxin sighed secretly, and glanced at Zhou Zheng's shriveled body guiltily, but quickly reacted again, looked at Lu Ming with a little awe, and glanced at Song Zhicheng, who was extremely unbearable, from time to time, as if he was signaling and acting.

Without the suppression of the Shocking Spear, the weird ghost began to leap again.

Lu Ming took a full view of the performance of the two, and gradually had a plan in his heart, and he was willing to break through.

Seeing that the weird yin ghosts gradually came up again, he had to give up the little essence left, pull out the spear, and start to deal with those weird yin spirits instead, although he didn't know how these weird yin ghosts took people's lives, but that strong sense of crisis and that huge number made Lu Ming dare not have the slightest carelessness.

After the weird yin spirit was dispersed, wisps of white smoke melted into the mist, although these fogs seemed to consciously avoid Lu Ming, but Lu Ming was even more afraid to touch these fogs.

In the eyes of Song Zhicheng and Liang Luoxin, which were intertwined with fear and guilt, the strange ghost touched Zhou Zheng's shriveled corpse, and Zhou Zheng's shriveled corpse suddenly disappeared out of thin air, and the corners of the ghost's mouth slowly hooked, revealing a weird smile, which was extremely terrifying.

"Eliminate ...... disappeared......" Song Zhicheng said tremblingly, his lips trembling, and the upper and lower teeth touched "deserve".

"And just gone." Lu Ming turned his head and saw this scene, his heart sighed, and he was more careful to avoid these fogs.

"This smiling face......" Song Zhicheng, who was wet with cold sweat, stared at the weird smiling face, and gradually, his pupils began to dilate, his eyes gradually became blank, and his expression became sluggish.

"Song Zhicheng ......" Liang Luoxin couldn't help shouting when he saw Song Zhicheng slowly walking towards the weird smiling face, and hurriedly rushed up and dragged Song Zhicheng back.

The corners of Lu Ming's mouth slowly hooked, these weird ghosts currently seem to have the greatest ability to take people's hearts, and it seems that there is hope for escape.

The arms swung more frequently, and the speed at which the spear stabbed out became faster and faster, and the tip of the spear kept beating, piercing through the ghosts one by one.

Song Zhicheng and Liang Luoxin, who came back to their senses, followed closely behind Lu Ming and looked at Lu Ming's figure in awe.

One mile.

"Is this guy really human? Such a ferocious and swift stab could last so long. ”

Two miles.

……

Ten miles.

After an hour, he had only advanced ten miles away, and Lu Ming stopped and gasped, the consumption of physical and spiritual power was too great.

Song Zhicheng and Liang Luoxin breathed a sigh of relief, glanced at each other, and saw from each other's eyes, "Fortunately, this guy still knows that he is tired." ”

Suddenly, the faces of the two of them changed in unison, "Once this guy stops, won't he all die." ”

Lu Ming held the tail of the gun in his right hand, killed the yin spirits that came up, and pointed at Liang Luoxin with his left hand and said, "You...... Come up. ”

Lu Ming's voice was hoarse and harsh, which made Song Zhicheng and Liang Luoxin's cold hair stand up, and the words they said were even more terrifying.

Liang Luoxin's face turned pale, and suddenly, he grinned, very bitter and astringent, "The power of the spear has been exhausted, do you want to replenish it again?" Although I have lived an extra hour, I am not reconciled...... Just die. ”