The hill pressed in, obscuring the sky, making everyone feel that it was dark in front of them.

Yechen and the others were all shrouded in the bottom of the hill, although it was a hill, but the range was also very large, and the little fat man subconsciously exerted his strength, wanting to burrow into the ground.

However, he soon discovered that the seemingly soft soil limited his earth's power, preventing him from diving into the dirt smoothly.

"Yechen, find a way!" In a hurry, the little fat man almost cried.

Yechen looked at the sky, with a disdainful smile on his face, and said coldly: "Carving insect skills." ”

As Yechen's words fell, he and Lan Wen's bodies suddenly erupted with a cold ghost fire, and the cold ghost fire swept in all directions like a huge wave, only avoiding the little fat man and Shen Mengxi.

The hill in the sky was swept by the cold ghost fire, and even the entire sky was burned into nothingness and turned into pitch black, the little fat man saw that the hill disappeared, but there was a boulder of 10,000 catties pressed down on everyone, although the boulder was also very dangerous, but compared with the hill, it was much more harmless.

Looking at the shape, this is a huge stone bed, which should be arranged in a stone chamber.

As the cold ghost fire continued to spread, the colorful world in front of me collapsed, turning back into the darkness of the stone chamber.

"Damn the female ghost, I'm scared to death. The little fat man had a hideous expression, squatted down and pressed his hands on the ground, and a huge stone pillar suddenly rose into the sky and stabbed at the boulder above his head.

"Boom!" the boulder crushed the pillar, crushing it before continuing to fall.

"Yechen, the idea is too hard. The little fat man exclaimed.

Yechen said: "That's the Martial Emperor, it's not something you can deal with, get out of the way." Lan Wen, who was beside Yechen, flew up and slammed out with a punch at the falling boulder, and the 10,000-pound boulder was shattered under Lan Wen's fist, turning into pieces of gravel and falling around everyone.

"Holy, it's violent. The little fat man exclaimed.

Yechen said to the little fat man: "You protect Shen Mengxi, I'll clean up these things." ”

"Okay, don't worry!" the little fat man put on the mighty earth armor and looked around vigilantly.

Under the scorching fire of the cold ghost, all illusions were shattered by the night. Everyone returned to the dark stone chamber, and the original red-clothed ghost still maintained its chubby ordinary appearance, his lips and eyes glowed red, and his face looked even more hideous.

The other six red-clothed ghosts have also changed, no longer the pretty faces of Shen Mengxi, and the faces of miserable white middle-aged women in their forties look very gloomy.

The red-clothed ghost stood in the air diagonally above Yechen, and said sharply with a hideous face: "Why, why do you men have to be like this, I have allowed you to have multiple wives, why do you still force me, why." ”

Yechen smiled coldly: "After you are subdued by me, I will tell you why." ”

Yechen's corpse ring glowed with silver again, and the Death Knight, Little Furball, and Red Sun appeared together, viciously pounced on the other six red-clothed ghosts, and those six ghosts turned out to be all Martial Kings.

Yechen summoned the one-horned lion again, guarded the doorway and flew to prevent anything else from entering, and also placed the ghost in the stone room to escape.

Lan Wen pounced fiercely at the red-clothed ghost, the silver light in the small stone room was dazzling, and the astonishing power shook the stone room and trembled slightly.

Yechen's death power is on par with these ghosts, and even Lan Wen is inseparable from this ghost.

"Kill you, kill you. The red-clad ghost roared and roared, and his voice was terrible, as if he was crying, and it sounded terrible.

Yechen took out the pen, dipped in the blood of the Martial King, and continued to draw with the pen, and these blood were matched with the fine sand of the previous Yin Spring, and the effect was even better.

One side of the Soul Barrier Array was slowly outlined by Yechen, so that there was no need to worry about the ghost escaping through the wall.

After drawing the Spirit Isolation Array, Yechen smiled and said, "Okay, let's go all out." ”

Lan Wen's right hand glowed with silver light, and then the light condensed into a silver spear, which swept out fiercely.

The red-clothed ghost grabbed Lan Wen's silver spear with its sharp claws, but was shaken away by the force on the silver spear, and then the silver spear swept across her waist like a silver snake, smashing her from the sky and landing on the stone slab.

On the other side, several dead creatures of the Red Sun attacked with all their might, and several red-clothed ghosts at the level of Martial King were quickly subdued and controlled in the corner trembling.

"Ahh

The stone room was ravaged by the power of death, forming a crazy hurricane, and the stone tables and chairs in the stone room were all carried up by her power and flew in the sky, smashing at Yechen and his dead creatures, and even countless rocks flew towards the little fat man.

The little fat man hurriedly threw out a shield to protect himself and Shen Mengxi behind, and the small stones hit the shield, making the little fat man feel as if a small mountain was pressing over, and his internal organs were trembling.

Fortunately, this is just spare strength, and it can't really hurt the little fat man.

"Soul Seal!" The Yechen seal burst out, and the figure of the red-clothed ghost staggered and floated towards the night, the power of the red-clothed ghost was disturbed by the night, and the stone table stones were scattered all over the ground again, and the entire secret room became even more messy.

At the same time as the red-clothed ghost flew towards Yechen, its claws burst into silver light, and suddenly condensed a white claw, and the claws condensed by silver light grabbed towards Yechen with a fierce and terrifying aura, which was a terrifying martial art.

Yechen smiled coldly: "It's good to come." The right hand also gathered strength, and then slapped it forward, a silver handprint and a huge claw collided with it.

The claws shattered with the silver handprints, and then castrated unabated, slamming into the body of the red-clad ghost, sending her flying and slamming into the wall in the distance.

The ghost's body was as light as nothing, slid off the ground, and then slammed into the doorway, trying to escape.

The one-horned lion guarding the door opened its big mouth, spit out a violent flame pillar and rushed forward, the red-clothed ghost body glowed with silver light, and advanced against the flames, and even slapped out of the palm from afar, the silver light broke away from the palm, and the one-horned lion flew outside the stone gate.

Instantly, the ghost turned into a red figure and shot towards the door.

Lan Wen fell from the sky, blocked in front of the red-clothed ghost, swept out with a silver spear, and swept the red-clothed ghost to Yechen's side, and with two consecutive blows, the red-clothed ghost was already dying on the ground.

Yechen stretched out his left hand, grabbed the neck of the red-clothed ghost, and lifted him in his hand, and then pointed the finger of his left hand on the forehead of the red-clothed ghost, and suddenly the silver light soared.

(End of chapter)