In the city, thousands of ghost babies and ghost children lined up on both sides as they did last time.

Shang Luo stared at it and found that many ghosts had disordered breaths, as if they had experienced a tragic battle not long ago.

Some ghost babies and ghost children have severed limbs and stump arms, and the wounds are surrounded by strange gray gas, which is extremely aggressive, and seems to be eating away at the ghost bodies of these ghost babies and ghost children.

There are also some ghost babies and ghost children who can see clear strangulation marks on their necks, with twist-like patterns on the strangulation marks, almost strangling the neck into a funnel shape, in this case, if it is an ordinary person, the neck bone has already been twisted and broken and died, that is, the ghost can survive.

Finally, there is a kind of ghost babies and ghost children, most of their bodies are covered with dark brown soil, and these dirt is constantly gushing out from under their feet, squirming like life, climbing up along their legs, as if to bury these ghost babies and ghost children, forming a mound, fortunately, the speed of the soil is not fast, plus these ghost babies and ghost children continue to shovel out with their small hands, and they are still safe for a while.

"It's kind of like grave soil. Shang Luo stood beside a ghost baby, squatted down, and held out a pinch with his hand, although he felt a little disgusting, but this situation suddenly reminded him of the guillotine he had encountered more than a month ago.

Collecting information on the opponent in advance is naturally the right thing to do.

The dark brown soil wriggled in Shang Luo's palm, and it felt wet and cold to the touch, as if holding a poisonous snake.

"It can absorb spiritual power, blood and spiritual power. Shang Luo carefully comprehended the changes in his palm, wisps of spiritual power, blood and spiritual power were leaking out of his palm, and then immersed in the dark brown grave, the wet and cold palm of his hand became more and more obvious, and blood appeared faintly between the wriggling.

And at this moment, these grave soil suddenly clinged to Shang Luo's palm, as if countless suckers had grown, and at the same time, the grave soil spread towards his arm like crazy weeds.

Snorted coldly.

The spiritual power on the surface of Shang Luo's body gushed out, and these graves were immediately shaken and dispersed into the air, and the well-defined soil particles dissipated like smoke in an instant, annihilating into nothingness.

"Ahem...... It's waiting for you. ”

The ghost baby beside him suddenly spoke, cold and sticky.

Shang Luo pursed his lips and stood up, sneering in his heart, he could hear that the owner of this voice seemed to be a little weak.

'But how much is true and how much is false, who can know?'

Judging from the injuries on these ghost babies and ghost boys, as well as the weakness in the voice of the Yin Eclipse King, it is not difficult to imagine that the Yin Eclipse King was attacked by that unknown enemy not long ago, perhaps more than once.

However, since the Eclipse King dared to invite him to come, and the participants were not only him, but also included the other contenders in this ten-seat battle, how could the Eclipse King easily show weakness under such circumstances?

It is important to know that there are not a few madmen in the White Bone Path.

Shang Luo believed that the people who came to this council more or less knew about the unknown and strange existence, but even if they were facing a threat, who would stipulate that they would definitely join forces?

Joining forces to destroy the great enemy and then dividing the victory and defeat is the way of thinking of normal people.

But the brain circuits of madmen are not ordinary, they may think about killing others first, so that they can grow to the strongest, and finally face the strongest enemy.

Fighting, their own people first started infighting, which was originally a major feature of the White Bone Dao.

Now, the Yin Eclipse King is showing weakness, and no one is allowed to take a fancy to his powerful ghosts, white bone puppets, and the Netherworld.

'Fishing, perhaps?'

Shang Luo thought silently as he nodded at the ghost baby.

......

According to the information in the Blood Raven Order, ten steps later, Shang Luo came to a blood-colored hall.

The main hall is more than a thousand zhang high, ninety-nine blood-colored divine pillars stand in front, like ninety-nine barbaric sacred mountains, Shang Luo raised his head to look at the top of the tall divine pillars, from top to bottom, briefly swept, carved on it with all kinds of complicated creatures, buildings, utensils, in those rough and delicate, cold and gorgeous carvings, the mythical civilization of the Asura clan is recorded.

Among them, the protagonist is undoubtedly Asura, and there is no shortage of strong races in the heavens in the supporting roles, dragons, three-legged golden crows, phoenixes, ghosts, human races and other races are all races conquered by Asura one by one in the carving, majestic and magnificent.

"It's a pity that I didn't have the opportunity to take a closer look. ”

Perhaps because he had read too many books, Shang Luo had a strong interest in the civilizations of the heavens, and of course he was very interested in this kind of carving that recorded the mythological history of Asura, and looked at it, as if he had substituted for the role in the carving, and experienced the changes of that extremely brilliant and glorious era.

Walking into the main hall, there is a deep darkness.

There was also a strong smell of blood, and through the darkness, there was no shortage of corpses that could be seen with a little mutilation, and many more corpses were obviously refined into white bone puppets.

"Hey, you're bold enough to keep us waiting for so long. ”

At the end of the darkness, the bright white light was somewhat dazzling.

Burst.

The sound of breaking the air sounded in my ears, and I saw a blue-black quaint war knife slashing at the head, the blade of the war knife had fine spikes, the handle of the knife was like a fish fin, and the hand holding the handle of the knife was not a human hand, but a blood-red metacarpal bone.

Two scarlet soul fires were revealed in the deep eye sockets.

Unlike humans, after the Asura clan refined into a white bone puppet, the soul fire was not dark blue, but scarlet, as if there was endless violence and resentment hidden in it.

Bite!

The index finger of his left hand flicked off the blue-black sword, and the next moment, a blood-red nine-section bone spear fell from the sky and stabbed straight into the chest and abdomen.

Shang Luo frowned and looked at the Asura White Bone Golem in front of him, with two heads and four arms, the arms in front of him held a blue-black war knife and a huge pure black beast pattern square shield, and the arms behind him held a bone spear.

'Dismount?'

With a sneer in his heart, Shang Luo turned his steps and bypassed the Asura white bone puppet, but the next moment, the bloody bone spear stabbed like a shadow, aiming at the back of the heart, like a red snake that stared at its prey and never died.

The breath on the tip of the gun was awe-inspiring, with a layer of invisible spiral energy.

At the same time, the lines on the huge pure black beast pattern square shield lit up, and a black beast shadow drilled out, and the speed was extremely fast, it was one step ahead of the blood red bone spear, blocking Shang Luo's way from all directions.

"Your Excellency, this is a shameless face......

The bone spear pierced into Shang Luo's back heart, and the spiral energy exploded, and Shang Luo was stirred into minced meat, and then, countless flesh, bone stubble, and fragments scattered into speckled star shadows, beautiful and dreamy.

In the hall, a fierce young man who was nine feet tall, with a protruding forehead and raised eyes, narrowed his eyes and landed on the starry shadow.

Have the taste of seven star steps?

But it's not quite like that.