The Yin Demon is much stronger than the ghost corpse, and it is a ghost thing born from the combination of the Yin Qi and the Necromantic Qi.

It resembles a stronger mountain ghost, but it is also a metamorphosis that is a black mist with a blue in the blue. Rigidity and softness change, sharp as a divine soldier, ethereal like a ghostly wind, next to death, touching the disabled.

The strength of this yin demon is comparable to Cheng Yuan when he first became a celestial.

Even a mortal grandmaster holding a divine weapon and wearing a divine armor is estimated to be able to barely support himself for a while in front of this yin ghost.

"Below the realm of the underworld, there are five major ghosts in the world, and the strength of this evil ghost should be regarded as the level of evil ghosts. ”

Yin things and ordinary ghost things are two-class, and mortal warriors can also compete with the help of divine weapons.

But the third-class ghosts, evil ghosts, and ghosts already correspond to the level of heaven and man.

The demons are very strong, and the harvest after killing them is not small.

Each Yin Demon made Cheng Yuan gain more than thirty points of pain power, and the power of the underworld was more than three times that of the mountain ghost.

Deep and dim.

Cheng Yuan still walked through the barren tomb mountain, killing ghosts one after another.

In the distance, in the treacherous darkness depths, a pair of scarlet strange eyes, for some time, had quietly stared at the figure of the Terran youth.

"Huh?" Cheng Yuan, who had just killed a ghost corpse, suddenly felt numb in his back, and goosebumps all over his body rose.

In the body, the true source that automatically circulates according to the "fetal breath diagram" at all times seems to be stimulated by something, and it trembles.

"Something, eyeing me. His heart sank.

This feeling of being like a man on his back made Cheng Yuan faintly think of the terrifying ghost thing in the Yin Forest of the Black Rock Mountain Range.

However, it seems far less terrifying than that.

"What kind of ghost is that?" Cheng Yuan became vigilant, the true source in his body was ready to explode at any time, and he clenched the Soul Slashing Knife.

"If you can put so much pressure on me, it shouldn't be a demon level, and it's unlikely that it may even be a ghost level. ”

"Is it so, Hades?"

Cheng Yuan's eyes were cold, vigilant, and slowly retreated to the outer area.

In short, the strength of that thing in the dark is definitely above him, and he doesn't want to risk it.

Dozens of feet away, it is deep and treacherous, and it is difficult to see through what is inside.

But the feeling of being snooped on and treated as food made Cheng Yuan very uncomfortable, and even had a cold murderous intent.

He stepped back slowly.

One hundred zhang.

Three hundred zhang.

The surrounding yin and underworld aura gradually faded, and this was already the foot of the outer mountain of the Desolate Tomb Mountain, slightly brighter, and the vision was clearer.

Cheng Yuan breathed a sigh of relief, and for a moment, his heart unconsciously relaxed.

Boom!

Suddenly, a terrible scream sounded almost against Cheng Yuan's back.

Behind it, a terrifying aura erupted violently!

At this moment, Cheng Yuan's mind was almost blank.

Following the tenacity instinct that has been practiced diligently for more than ten years, he reacted almost subconsciously.

Draw the knife!

Slash!

Do everything in one's power!

The semi-demeanor instantly erupted in the body, and the golden glow around his body suddenly brightened, and Cheng Yuan's strength and speed skyrocketed in an instant.

The true source in the body operated in a strange order in an instant, and the power of thunder and fury was born all over the body.

The third style of "Six Styles of Killing Ghosts", 'Thunder'!

Snort~

A golden sword light was born, like blazing thunder, after the reverse slash!

This knife already has supernatural powers.

Rumble!

The powerful celestial and human divine power collided with the power of the underworld, directly causing the two figures to shoot upside down and fly out.

Like a thunderous explosion, it shook and opened a circle of wind and waves, gray rotting leaves, and dust billowing and flying.

"Absolutely, it's a ghost-level existence!" Cheng Yuan was shocked and flew nearly ten feet, and stumbled when he landed.

He held the hand of the Slashing Sword, the tiger's mouth was shattered, and the palm of his hand was directly numb, and it was not until the True Source Circulation and Cultivation for a while that it gradually improved.

And the opposite.

The ghost thing was also uncomfortable at the moment, and the rich yin qi on his body was disordered for a while before it slowly recovered.

Cheng Yuan stared at it.

This ghost creature is not transformed by any corpse, it should be an existence born from the fusion of the aura of the underworld and the mysterious power.

However, Cheng Yuan looked at its body that was surrounded by black qi, and a few pitch-black "bones" were faintly revealed.

It wasn't physical, because it looked a little illusory.

"The Legend of Xuan Ming" once recorded that the most terrifying ghost thing in the world, born from the virtual to the real, is an unimaginably terrifying existence. ”

Of course, "The Legend of the Underworld" is only a book of mortal ambitions, and this so-called most terrifying ghost thing definitely does not refer to the realm of the underworld.

Cheng Yuan's eyes were gloomy, he didn't expect that he would encounter such a terrifying ghost thing just by going a little deep into the Desolate Tomb Mountain.

"It stands to reason that the ghosts distributed in the Deserted Tomb Mountain should be gradually improving in strength. ”

"I've met most demon-level ghosts before, why did a ghost pop up all of a sudden?"

Cheng Yuan was jealous, but this ghost seemed to be violent, its scarlet eyes lit up suddenly, and a powerful yin and underworld aura erupted around its body, like a wind.

Boom!

It let out a heart-stirring roar, with a treacherous rhythm that seemed to contain some kind of ghostly power.

But Cheng Yuan, who was in a semi-state of mind, was not affected by half of it.

Rumble!

The ghost turned into a phantom and rushed violently, the air was torn out of a wave of air, and the black qi lingering on his body slightly scraped the ground, which was a deep ravine.

The true source in Cheng Yuan's body worked instantly, his eyes were terrifying, and his neck was red.

The third style of "Six Styles of Killing Ghosts", 'Thunder'!

Snort~

The golden sword light, like a thunderbolt bursting, suddenly lit up in the air.

With a loud bang like thunder, Cheng Yuan exploded again and withdrew.

The ghost roared in pain.

A deep knife mark appeared on its body, which could not heal for a long time, and the Yin and Netherworld power in its body was obviously weakened a lot.

桀~!

It let out a long howl again, somewhat deep, as if it contained some kind of meaning.

"Come on!" Cheng Yuan's eyes were bloodshot, and his expression was fierce.

He can be regarded as being persecuted to the extreme, although he can use his demigod to resist or even faintly suppress this ghost.

But the demiculture can only be maintained for three or four minutes at most.

As soon as time passed, even the true source in his body would be a little disordered, and his strength would decline again.

Suddenly, Cheng Yuan's ears pricked up, and he seemed to be able to hear the sound of the sound of the rope in the depths of the darkness around him, like the sound of the wind.

"This thing, still summoning ghosts?" Cheng Yuan suddenly came to his senses.

You must flee quickly.

Cheng Yuan's body immediately moved, turned into a phantom and fled to the outside of the desolate tomb mountain.

Suddenly, the ghost rushed violently and killed Cheng Yuan.

"Thunder!"

Cheng Yuan's eyes were fierce, the true source in his body surged, and in his semi-divine state, a golden sword light lit up like thunder, directly slashing the ghost out.

Then, without the slightest hesitation, he fled.

Behind him, there was the angry roar of the ghosts, and there was a tide of yin qi surging, as if countless ghosts were pouring out from the depths of the desolate tomb mountain.

However, with Cheng Yuan's speed in a semi-state of mind, after repelling the ghost, he directly turned into a phantom and rushed to the outside of the desolate tomb mountain.

The eyes suddenly brightened, and the surroundings warmed up, and Cheng Yuan had already rushed out of the Deserted Tomb Mountain.

He didn't dare to stay, although the countless ghosts behind him seemed to stay on the edge of the desolate tomb mountain, but Cheng Yuan also escaped directly for more than ten miles, so he stopped.

"I almost put my life in it. ”

At this moment, it was noon, the scorching sun was in full bloom, Cheng Yuan breathed a sigh of relief, and looked back at the direction of the Deserted Tomb Mountain.

The outline of the desolate tomb mountain is still clearly visible, shrouded in fog and undetectable.

If it weren't for the vicious battle in it, Cheng Yuan would have found it hard to believe that there were such terrible ghosts in it.

"This is just a desolate tomb mountain, I don't know how terrifying the Youluo Gorge that Brother Huo is a little afraid of. ”

Cheng Yuan thought about it, shook his head, shook off these thoughts, and then picked up the Slashing Knife and looked at it in front of him.

"This time it was very dangerous, but it was also very rewarding. ”