The demon tomb is huge, like an underground labyrinth.

Since entering the passage to the west, Lu Qingshan and the four of them seem to have entered a long road that cannot be walked to the end.

It was dark and silent.

Xian Huaibi's eyes flashed with a shallow glimmer, and he looked around vigilantly, but he never found anything.

It seems to be extremely safe here.

"Lu Qingshan, something is wrong." At this time, the voice of the West Rat King came, and it was the first to discover the signs, "This road, suddenly there are many extremely cold and strange aura. ”

Lu Qingshan's footsteps stopped.

"What's wrong?" Yutai Qingrun asked.

Lu Qingshan's gaze fell on the edge of the stone wall above his head, and his pupils shone slightly.

At some point, a face suddenly appeared there.

An ugly and terrifying face, with eyes glowing green, like two ghostly fires, fangs sharp, and scars all over the face.

Woo woo woo~

The grimace came out of the wall, let out a piercing scream, and pounced on Qin Yitian, who was standing beside Lu Qingshan.

Call!

Qin Yitian's face remained unchanged, and he reacted extremely quickly with a flick of his sleeves, and a wave of flames was born, instantly covering and burning the grimace, turning it into a cloud of green smoke.

But at this time, it was not just a grimace, more and more terrifying grimaces that were almost identical appeared on the rock wall, and they were very eerie.

The King of the West Rat hurriedly came back and hid back to Lu Qingshan, and the little bird was human.

Tantai Qingrun and Xian Huaibi finally discovered these grimaces.

"What is this?" Xian Huaibi was startled.

"For the tiger, this is a ghost." Lu Aoshan Road.

The ghost is one of the extremely powerful bloodline talents of the tiger demon, through this spell, the tiger demon can refine the resentful souls of the humans and beasts that he devours and kills into a ghost, and use it for his own use.

was killed by the tiger demon, and after he died, not only could he not be reincarnated, but he also had to die for the tiger demon.

It sounds like a vicious spell.

The grimaces emerged from the stone walls, all blue, and pounced with teeth and claws.

Yutai Qingrun snorted coldly, and the Spirit Hidden Sword flew out, and hundreds of cool rays of light flickered in the dark passage.

As soon as the waning moon sword light passed through the heads of these ghosts, and then the ghosts turned into a cloud of green smoke and drifted away.

"It's just the weakest imp, vulnerable." Xian Huaibi Road.

Lu Qingshan frowned, and his face showed a serious expression.

He looked into the depths of the passage.

The clear and moist movements of the platform were like lighting the fuse, and in the dark underground demon mound, more and more cold aura emerged.

The air, which seemed a little dull because of the closure, became even more chaotic at this time, and strange movements began to sound one after another.

The road ahead was already full of ghosts.

These spirits lurk in the shadows or cling to the rock walls, as if they are sleeping.

But at this moment, these ghosts all woke up and rushed towards Lu Qingshan and the four of them, densely packed and terrifying.

Raise!

In the cave, a sword light flashed.

The Dragon Bird Sword appeared in Lu Qingshan's hand.

He used his spiritual power slightly on the Dragon Sparrow Sword, and when he sneered, the phoenix pattern on the Dragon Sparrow Sword flashed slightly, and a shallow layer of flame waves floated on the sword.

Whether it was the breath or the form, the flame wave was exactly the same as the one released by Qin Yitian just now.

Call! Call!

Hundreds of ghosts of different shapes tumbled and pounced, like a black wave, with an astonishing momentum and no end in sight.

Xian Huaibi's face changed, but at the first time, a dazzling aura immediately flashed on his body, and all the skin on his body turned into a rock-like gray, qi and blood gushed out, and one person stood in the forefront.

This is the duty of the body.

After a few breaths, a green wolf and ghost had already pounced in front of Xian Huaibi, and the sharp cyan nails slashed towards Xian Huaibi's neck.

This is also a small ghost, which is equivalent to the combat power of the foundation monk.

Bang Bang Bang!

After an extremely sharp sound of metal grinding, the ghost's nails were directly broken.

On Xian Huaibi's neck, only a shallow white mark appeared.

Before the pain-biting green wolf ghost could express its anger, in an instant, a sound exploded, and a red light had already passed through its body.

It was Lu Qingshan's flying sword.

Under this sword, the green wolf's whole body suddenly burst out with a cloud of cyan blood mist.

The blood mist flew up and dissipated along the chaotic yin wind in the passage.

But this sword is not over yet, killing a green wolf ghost in an instant does not seem to consume much of the power of the flying sword, and the dragon bird sword rages on the other ghosts on the side.

Puff puff! Boom Boom!

Five or six more clouds of blood mist burst out.

With just an understatement, Lu Qingshan killed six or seven ghosts of the same level.

It was so easy that Xian Huaibi, who didn't have much knowledge of Lu Qingshan's strength, was suddenly surprised.

What a strong sword cultivator!

But this scene did not deter any of the ghosts, but seemed to stimulate them, making them rush more frantically.

Immediately, more than a dozen ghosts rushed up along the rock wall, and bit Xian Huaibi with their bloody mouths open.

These dozen or so ghosts are already much stronger than the previous green wolf ghosts, and in terms of lethality alone, they can be compared to the monks in the early stage of Jindan.

But even so, the gloomy fangs of these dozen ghosts biting on Xian Huaibi's skin were still in vain, and they couldn't break his defenses at all.

And Xian Huaibi took the opportunity to agitate his spiritual power, and his whole body was shaken, accompanied by a clicking sound, and the fangs of these ghosts were actually shattered by him

Rumble!

Lu Qingshan's Dragon Sparrow Sword flew out again, and the flames were mixed with sword light, piercing the darkness and bursting in all directions.

The ghost belongs to the yin soul, the dragon bird sword is in charge of the divine fire, and the flame wave that bursts out above the phoenix pattern is on the soul body, and it also has an additional damage bonus, which is particularly easy to kill.

The ghost was cut into smoke and scattered as the dragon sparrow sword swam.

But obviously it is just a soul body, but when these ghosts die, they will emit an extremely strong bloody aura, which is very strange.

And these bloody qi provoked the ferocity of more ghosts, making them let out a sinister roar.

The roar was like a tidal wave.

The ghosts are like boiling waters, and they are constantly pouring in one after another.

"Enough!"

Yutai Qingrun looked at these crazy ghosts and said coldly.

Qiu Hong's sword came out of his body, and the blue light on the sword was in full bloom, turning into ripples and spreading outward.

Shout!

The sword turned into a streamer, crossed the Xianhuai wall, and penetrated into the group of ghosts.

The spiritual light is vast, like the ups and downs of the sea, the waves are sweeping the sky, and at this moment, it is actually illuminating this dark passage, like day.

And all the ghosts who came into contact with the sword light were like being melted by the great sun and turned to ashes in an instant.

With just such a move, Tantai Qingrun completed the clearance, and the bustling ghosts in the passage were emptied, and fell into silence again.