Long Chen sneered in his heart, the reason why he said something for Zhuo Xuanming was to give him the illusion that he was weak, even if he couldn't catch the team of this Shura Sword Prison in the end and block the mysterious existence, when Zhuo Xuanming despised him Long Chen, he could also use this to give this team of Shura Sword Prison a devastating blow.

The group was divided into two groups, still wary of each other, and moved in the original direction.

Along the way, the Shura Sword Prison team was all happy, talking and laughing, while Long Chen's side seemed to be infighting, and everyone was silent.

Along the way, the number of ghosts increased, and even some other ghosts appeared.

Yin Feng measured, Zhuo Xuanming had just used his sword qi to solve a tall ghost clan from a distance, looking around, the people around him were all killing, he said suspiciously: "Why is there more and more of this ghost clan, when we passed here before, there were not so many." ”

Others complained.

Although they are slightly stronger than this ghost clan, the ghost clan's physical body and regeneration ability, attack power, etc. are very good, a dozen heads are okay, but hundreds of heads surround them in the middle and attack wildly, which is very troublesome.

The crowd was very embarrassed, and finally escaped from the encirclement.

The demons didn't chase after them, because they stayed where they were, devouring the corpses of their companions.

The strange iron locks that had been left on them, after their deaths, turned into iron filings and were blown away by the wind.

"What the hell!" the warrior of the Shura Sword Prison Squad cursed, and along the way, the number of ghost clans was still increasing.

"When we first arrived here, we didn't meet a single one after walking for half a day, but now it's all over the place, and there are basically a large number of them every quarter of an hour!" said one of the Shura Sword Prison squad warriors.

Long Chen and the others didn't speak.

It's been three days, and the feeling that makes Long Chen feel creepy is still there, which means that the terrifying weird guy is still following them.

"It's really troublesome not to get rid of this thing, big brother, do you have any plans in mind?" Mo Xiaowolf asked secretly.

Long Chen shook his head and said, "I can only wait and see, but I have discovered something." ”

"What's the matter?" the members of the Evil Dragon Hall team looked at each other.

Long Chen said: "When we kill those ghost clans, the more powerful the ghost clan is killed, the guy behind seems to have angry emotions, so now it's better for us not to do it, even if we do, don't kill, let the Shura Sword Prison and their people provoke him, so we can take the opportunity to escape." ”

Mo Xiaowolf will understand.

Another day passed, and the people of the Shura Sword Prison were a little dissatisfied with Long Chen's lack of effort, but at this moment, the surrounding ghost clans suddenly dispersed in embarrassment, and Long Chen and the others walked into a gloomy group of high mountains, where the peaks were very high, like devil's claws soaring into the sky, grabbing towards the sky.

The cold wind whistled between the mountain walls.

Valleys crisscross the mountains, eyes looking into the distance. Long Chen used the Soul Pupil Technique to carefully look around, and he suddenly found that a powerful soul had appeared in the area, which was also a crippled soul, but in terms of momentum, it was much stronger than ordinary ghost clans, with a height of more than twenty meters, and a very thick body.

The people of the Shura Sword Prison hadn't felt it yet, and headed towards that side.

Long Chen informed Mo Xiaowolf and Li Xuanji, and the three of them knew it.

When it was about seven or eight miles away, the huge ghost clan smelled the smell of Long Chen and the others, roared, and rushed towards this side, shaking the mountains for a while!

Boom Boom!

Everyone felt the ground shake and hurriedly took precautions!

At this moment, there was a bang, and a huge steep mountain peak in front of him was knocked down, and it smashed towards the team, the Evil Dragon Hall team and the Shura Sword Prison team dodged in two directions respectively, after the mountain peak fell to the ground, dust flew all over the sky, and a tall and thick voice walked into the field of vision of Long Chen and the others.

This is a giant thing of the ghost clan, all red, covered with fine brown bumps, at a glance, you can see that the thickness of the road is super thick, his body is like a human, but the thickness of the body makes the height and width about the same, like a pillar of flesh, a pair of arms stretched out, twice the length of the legs, there are terrifying giant claws on it.

This giant creature of the ghost clan has a head like a beast, and it is more hideous than the average ghost clan, with two pairs of fangs. It was like a fiery red knife, and an incomparably terrifying aura of savage and death erupted from the giant thing.

Like the other ghosts, he also has many black chains growing on his body, tangled with his flesh and blood, and looks quite disgusting.

"It's a red demon ghost!" someone in the squad of the Shura Sword Prison exclaimed.

Long Chen looked over there, and saw that their expressions were more serious, and from his own feelings, this creature called the Red Demon Ghost should be able to compare his combat power to the ninth level of the Divine Martial Realm.

A distance of seven or eight miles, with such a huge body of his, he arrived in an instant, which shows that his speed is still very fast!

Airplanes!

Sure enough, the human race that I saw, the red demon ghost was extremely excited, it slapped its chest with its thick arm, and then killed the Shura Sword Prison team, the Shura Sword Prison team was very serious one by one, except for Zhuo Xuanming, the four people all fought towards this red demon ghost.

The four sword warriors at the ninth peak of the Divine Martial Realm, facing a red demon ghost, each took out their own swords, Long Chen looked at it at a glance, and they were all terrifying Dao weapons, but there were no Dao patterns, and the dynasty's dragon slaying sword, as well as Lingxiao's Taiji Divine Sword, were much worse.

However, for them, such a Dao weapon is enough.

The martial artists of the Shura Sword Prison are really very terrifying, and when they fight, they don't need to defend, and they kill the red demon ghost with one move, and they are not close!

Their style of play is the weakness of the Red Demon Ghost, and in terms of body, they are much more flexible than the Red Demon Ghost.

"Brother Long, you can't just let me go to the people of the Shura Sword Prison, you can sit back and enjoy it, right?" At this moment, Zhuo Xuanming looked over and snorted coldly.

Long Chen said with a smile: "The four super masters of the Shura Sword Prison are more than enough to deal with this red demon ghost, what are we going to do if we go up and join in the fun?"

In fact, he was already in a cold sweat behind his back, because when those four guys were fighting the Red Demon Ghost, the terrifying existence that followed them was actually angry.

Long Chen could clearly feel his anger, so at this moment, let alone making a move, he was ready to escape.

"Brothers, get out of the way, watch me shatter the sword qi!" One of the warriors rushed high into the sky, and suddenly slashed out a sword, and suddenly a sharp sword qi rushed down, this sword qi seemed to condense countless small swords, dense, very terrifying, and the lethality was transcendent.

Bang Bang Bang!

Part of the sword qi slashed into the iron chain, and the other part stabbed into the flesh and blood of the red demon ghost.

The Red Demon Ghost let out a miserable howl, his arms flew wildly, and one of the black iron locks shot towards the warrior in the air, and the warrior hurriedly resisted with his sword, but the terrifying force still shocked him to vomit blood and fly back!

Long Chen had just praised the four at this time.

"Brothers, go up together and kill him!" The four martial artists worked even harder, and the martial artist who was injured just now also recovered quickly, and he was very crazy in his heart, although the combat power of this red demon ghost was terrifying, and he couldn't be killed, but under the siege of the four sword warriors at the ninth peak of the Divine Martial Realm, he still fell down after a while.

At this time, Zhuo Xuanming was intimidating Long Chen and them.

After the Red Demon Ghost fell, the four sword warriors were out of breath and approached this side, and one of them was the most seriously injured and almost fell to the ground.

Seeing this situation, Zhuo Xuanming was angry in his heart, and said to Mo Xiaowolf: "You have a good plan, let our Shura Sword Prison Team open the way for you, right? Okay, very good, I don't think you have the sincerity to unite at all!"

When they said this, they didn't see Long Chen's almost suffocating expression.

'He' got closer......

Long Chen intuitively felt that 'he' was angry, very angry.

He didn't listen to what Zhuo Xuanming was saying at all, but felt the position of that guy, he was getting closer and closer, and just when Zhuo Xuanming's words were finished, there was a scream behind him, and everyone looked over and was stunned.

Among the four warriors, the warrior who walked behind the most Lu had his head gone, and only a headless corpse was still standing in place.

The crowd was stunned.

The headless corpse, his head, seemed to have been suddenly bitten off by some creature, and there were still tooth marks left on the fracture, which had not been cut off with a weapon at all......

The so-called purple and green twin swords did not move, and the distance from the dead martial artist was not far, but even they didn't see clearly who did it, only Long Chen They stared in that direction, and they could see a black shadow suddenly rushing over.

The one who lost his head was the one who killed the Red Demon in the last move.

Without saying a word, the three of Long Chen chose to escape, and disappeared in place with a brush, Zhuo Xuanming was stunned for a while, and at that moment he also felt the creepy aura, and the death of his junior brother instantly reminded him of a legend, which is a creepy legend.

"Run!" Long Chen and they all fled, Zhuo Xuanming suddenly trembled when he thought of that legend, and with a loud roar, he followed Long Chen and their team first, at this time, the others couldn't care about the corpse of the dead person, and the group chased after Long Chen and them frantically.

The faces of the purple and green swords were also very pale, and they were the strongest, but they were the fastest.

Whew......

A cloudy wind swept by.

The headless corpse fell to the ground with a thud.

On the land, a black shadow fluttered past again, and the black chains made a tinkling sound on the ground.