Unconsciously, Cheng Yuan has gone a lot of distance.

The surrounding trees have gradually thinned, and the feet are no longer thick decaying leaves, but the sandy ground has appeared.

On the ground, the sand is dull, gray-black, and faintly yin.

Around, there are still treacherous layers of mist.

Without a ray of sunlight, it was like the legendary underworld, deep, cold, and dark.

Cheng Yuan's eyes froze, and in front of him, there were countless mass graves that could not be seen, stacked on top of each other.

Some have weathered into inconspicuous mounds, while others have broken and collapsed.

He even saw a mound that looked a little solid, as if it had been built by his relatives who had put a lot of effort into it.

However, there was a large hole in the mound, and the rammed earth was turned out, and it seemed to be ..... It's what was once buried in it that broke free.

This is already a relatively in-depth area, Cheng Yuan also became cautious, and slowly walked into the mass graveyard in front of him.

In the surrounding gray and black sand, fragments of rotten bones can be seen from time to time.

Crunch.

Cheng Yuan didn't pay attention, and stepped on a dry bone under his feet.

A slight sound could be heard far away in the silent graveyard.

Suddenly, in the dark depths ahead, there was a faint rustling sound, as if something was being attracted.

It sounds like a lot.

Cheng Yuan's whole body exuded a golden glow, holding the Slashing Sword, standing, staring in that direction.

Babbling.

A black, decaying corpse walked out of the depths in a strange posture.

Its torso bones were still covered with black and withered flesh, and its face was terrifying, shaking and shaking, as if it was about to fall and fall apart at any moment.

Then, behind it, a similar figure appeared again.

Two, three, four....... In total, there were eight paths.

Nine decayed corpses slowly walked towards Cheng Yuan, looking like they were just a pile of rotten bones, vulnerable to attack.

However, Cheng Yuan's eyes were very serious.

He could feel that the power of the underworld contained in these corpses was even much more than that of the mountain ghosts, almost equivalent to the ghost in Dali Lane.

It shows that the eight corpses in front of him can be regarded as inferior ghosts.

Each one, a martial artist who is close to the realm of the grandmaster, can only be killed with a divine weapon in hand.

"It's kind of interesting. Cheng Yuan grinned.

Since he became a celestial, he has not played at his full strength, and he is really a little itchy.

Eight first-class ghost creatures gradually approached Cheng Yuan crookedly.

Their faces were rotten, with only holes and dried flesh, as if they were dead creatures.

However, with Cheng Yuantian's inspiration, he clearly sensed that there were eight strong evil thoughts "staring" at him.

Suddenly, when the first ghost corpse stepped within thirty paces of the distance, it paused imperceptibly, and then violently catapulted out!

Almost instantly, eight ghost objects bounced up one after another, and the speed was terrifyingly fast, like a steel knife catapulting!

These first-class ghost creatures really exploded, and their speed and strength were beyond the reach of even grandmaster martial artists.

They rely on instinct to fight and fight, but their strength is amazing.

Grandmaster martial artists, relying on qi and blood, internal strength accumulation to explode, can temporarily reach two or three thousand catties of strength.

Coupled with the mysterious martial arts, you also have to hold a divine weapon to kill a first-class ghost thing.

Eight first-class ghost creatures pounced at the same time, and no matter how strong the grandmaster martial artist was, he would die on the spot, and it would be difficult for the lower celestials to deal with it.

"Any mortal martial artist, in such a situation, is difficult to deal with. ”

Facing the terrifying siege of eight ghosts, Cheng Yuan's heart was as calm as water, and his body moved instantly.

The powerful Heavenly and Human True Source instantly operated in a delicate order in the body, and in an instant, a powerful force was born throughout the body.

This power made Cheng Yuan step and sword, as fast as the wind!

"Six Styles of Killing Ghosts", the first style, 'Wind'!

Mortal martial arts lie in the operation of qi and blood, internal strength, and are changes in body moves.

And the martial arts of heaven and man, relying on the strange circulation cycle of the true source, can produce all kinds of incredible powers, and the magic is incomparable.

Like this Ghost Slashing Sword Method's first form of 'Wind', the True Source Operation Method can make the Heavenly Body Method and the speed of the attack skyrocket.

It's too late.

Almost instantly, eight extremely swift ghost corpse figures came into contact with Cheng Yuan.

Snort!

Cheng Yuan slashed eight times in an instant, and the sword light was like a phantom, filling all directions!

Even if it was a grandmaster martial artist, he couldn't see Cheng Yuan's specific sword light trajectory at this moment.

This is not just a "gale"? It is simply electric light.

Qiang!Qiang......

The eight ghost corpses like the steel knife catapulted were all split away in an instant, and they were violently withdrawn, and scratches appeared on the ground around them.

Cheng Yuan smiled, and a system prompt sounded in his head.

"Gain fifteen drops of the power of pain. ”

He looked at the last ghost corpse he had chopped away, and a deep scar from its skull to its chest and abdomen, almost splitting it in half.

At this moment, the ghost corpse had turned into an ordinary withered bone, and the Yin and Netherworld Origin in it was directly destroyed by Cheng Yuan.

"It's pretty hard. ”

Cheng Yuan looked around, and the remaining seven ghost corpses around him bounced up violently when they landed, but they all had injuries that were not weak, whether light or severe.

Don't look at Cheng Yuan so easily, in fact, each of these ghost corpses is stronger than fine iron, and mortal swords and swords may not be able to hurt them much.

Even if the Martial Arts Grandmaster is holding the Slashing Sword, it is estimated that it is very tricky.

However, "Six Styles of Killing Ghosts" is a martial art of heaven and man, and Cheng Yuan's current realm is even closer to that of a median celestial.

The combination of the two, this first-class ghost thing in front of him, it will be vulnerable.

Roar!

Hiss!

These ghost corpses were originally low-level ghosts, and they relied on their instinct to devour living beings, and they were not afraid at all, and once again fiercely pounced on Cheng Yuan.

"Wind!" Cheng Yuan's eyes sharpened, and he burst out again, and the sword light was vertical and horizontal, enveloping the surroundings.

In an instant, the three already injured ghost corpses were struck one after another and turned into rotten bones.

The remaining four ghost corpses were still about to pounce, Cheng Yuan's eyes widened suddenly, and he let out a low sigh, and the true source in his body was rapidly erected.

His neck was slightly red, the blue tendons on his forehead were faintly visible, and he slashed horizontally with the slashing knife in his hand!

Burst like fire!

A golden sword light, slashing most of the circle, shocking, slashed the remaining four injured ghost corpses in two with one sword!

"Six Ways to Slay Ghosts", the second style, 'Agni'.

"It's powerful. Cheng Yuan put away the knife, heard the continuous system prompts, and looked at the surrounding ghost corpse remains, his eyes lit up.

This second type of 'fire' is purely fierce and explosive, although it is not as fast as 'wind', but it is simply amazingly powerful.

At this moment, he had already killed four mountain ghosts and eight ghost corpses, and gained a lot of pain power and underworld power.

Cheng Yuan remained vigilant and gradually deepened again.

This cemetery should be said to be the foot of the mountain before the Deserted Tomb Mountain.

And the Yin Forest area outside was probably born because of the convergence of Yin and Netherworld Qi.

This mass grave, I don't know how wide and far it is, the terrain is gradually getting higher.

Because there is no trace of sunlight, there is even more fog shrouded in mist, extremely dim, the vision is very weak, with Cheng Yuan's eyesight, he can only see the range of forty or fifty zhang nearby.

"Huh, two ghost corpses again?"

After advancing in one direction for dozens of zhang, Cheng Yuan found two ghost corpses again, and their strength was about the first grade.

"Wind!"

As soon as his body moved, he rushed over in an instant, and the sword light in his hand was like a sharp lightning, slashing the two ghost corpses.

In the next half hour, Cheng Yuan killed eleven ghost corpses, five-headed mountain ghosts, and two yin ghosts one after another.