He only felt that there was a heavy object falling behind him, but he didn't dare to turn back, and ran forward desperately, but the front seemed to step into another space, the air was flushed with crimson, and the smell of blood was spreading, and the dark red space was full of colorless killing intent, and the shadows were heavy.

"Hah!" As if an unknown creature was dormant in the shadows, it suddenly opened its bloody mouth.

Wu Mohan's hair stood upside down, and the yellow spring stone in his hand emitted a pale yellow light, dispelling a dark shadow, and he felt a gust of yin wind like ice bones, passing by him, making him break out in a cold sweat.

But immediately after a wail, a long black shadow suddenly passed in front of him, in the dark blood red, he glanced back viciously, and a pair of dazzling cold green light appeared in his eyes, which made Wu Mo fall into an ice cellar.

Unable to take a single step forward, he stopped on the spot and confronted him.

And the long black beast shadow stared at Wu Mo's back, and suddenly his face changed drastically, and he turned his head and ran away in fear.

"Why did it run away?" Wu Mo didn't dare to let his guard down, and the surroundings became quiet, and the ghost knew why the unknown creature suddenly fled, and maybe there were other existences.

"Could it be that it has seen something unclean that makes it so jealous?" he felt creepy at the thought.

At this moment, a night owl cried, breaking the silence of the surroundings, like the sound of "fluttering" in the dark forest.

When he looked up, he was astonished, only to see a shadowy patch, like a dark moon on the treetops, hanging in the dark and red night sky, crashing into a strange dark forest.

"Nima, hell, I saw the moon under the ground, and a jungle appeared for no reason?

"Is it just an illusion?" he stretched out his hand and plucked it upward, a low branch broke in his hand, and the leaves were real.

At the bottom of the mountains, a jungle appeared that was unimaginable. In front of it seems to be another small world, countless towering giant trees, high and low, the shadows of the trees are swaying, and the silhouettes left in the dark red and dark night are like incomparably tall giants covered with wild hair, blocking the way.

He felt an invisible force pressing against him, and after just one glance, he was shocked, and he couldn't help but take a few steps back.

The black moon, he saw it for the first time, the dark red night sky, a moment of wind up, "rustling", the boundless falling trees in the forest fell, the fallen leaves fluttered, between the wind and the leaves, there was a heavy smell of blood, with a bloody breath rushing to the face.

He felt like he was being suppressed, and he didn't know if he should move on. But when I thought about it, since there were shadows everywhere and dangers lurking, no place was safe, so I simply went all the way to the dark.

Continuing to move forward, an ethereal whimper came, Wu Mo felt that something was following behind him, and he didn't dare to look back; he remembered a sentence that the old people often said, "No matter what you see, what you encounter, what you hear at night...... Don't look back on the road at night!"

He could only speed up his pace, but after walking for a while, he found that the footsteps, in addition to his own, seemed to have one more person, stopped, and there was no more, and he felt a slight wind on his back.

The phosphorus fire flickered around, and I saw that under the night ahead, there were suddenly a few more ethereal humanoid phantoms, looming, as if they were waving their teeth and claws, floating towards him.

At that time, his heart tightened, and the cold hair stood upside down like a needle prick, a sour and stinging pain, which made his Mud Pill Palace suddenly shake, and the fire of spiritual power suddenly lit up, like a bright lamp above the sea of knowledge, emitting a faint red light through the Yin Hall.

The mind is clear, the Yin Hall is shining, and the three points of spiritual power fire talisman suddenly emerge between the eyebrows, although it is weak, but the light is flashing, and the yang energy is full.

"Aha!" The phantoms seemed to be a little afraid of the light between Wu Mo's eyebrows, and they all retreated, "whining" and fleeing.

I kept walking, but I had only taken a few steps when I felt something behind me suddenly catch up with me.

"Your sister, what is the ghost that does not go away!" Wu Mo scolded and ran quickly, and the black shadow that followed behind also floated faster and faster, "huhuhu" swayed one yin wind after another, like a soul banner asking for life, which made people's hearts go straight to hair.

Looking up at the black moon, it also took up the edges and became the hairy moon, shining with a black light, which was obviously very terrifying and terrifying in the dark red night.

"Whoo woo woo" behind the wind howled, only to see the front, suddenly there appeared a shadow falling to the ground, longer and longer, longer and higher, like a heavy mountain range shrouded and pressed.

He knew that even if he stepped forward to step out of the fairy trail, he was in a hurry, and in his hurry, a thought flashed in his mind, "um", and suddenly turned sharply to the side, and his feet were as fast as a windmill, speeding to the other side, continuously stepping and flashing.

In the uproar, he only heard a few sounds of "boom boom", only to see that where he was on his side just now, a huge black shadow collapsed like a mountain, and the ground of nearly 100 zhang was pressed out of a dark pit ten meters deep, which made him palpitate and fearful, and his face was colorless. This is many times larger than the previous tombstone shadow.

"Could it be that there are really long-haired ghosts in the world? Fortunately, I turned to the side immediately! Otherwise, I would have died miserably at this time!" Wu Mo secretly rejoiced that he was in a hurry, and remembered the old people's nonsense.

"Could it be that Lao Tzu met his father with a long-haired ghost, so perverted!" He felt that the long-haired ghosts passed down from father to father were not so exaggerated.

But unfortunately, the long-haired ghost-like thing didn't intend to let him go, and spread to him again. Under this underground, Wu Mo was bold, and he also looked flustered, so frightened that he quickly ran away.

At this time, an even greater black light shadow, like the god of death fluttering on the tomb, "woo" roared, causing Mao Mao Moon to hide in the clouds.

The hairy ghost seemed to feel that he was being targeted, and turned around and flashed, but there was no chance, and a huge black shadow pounced in an instant, enveloping the hairy ghost.

Only to hear the sound of "whimpering", and the hairy ghost let out a miserable cry. "Squeak squeak", the huge black shadow seemed to be chewing, and after a while, it was directly devoured, making a "whoosh" roar, and the next moment, a pair of blood-red lantern-like magic eyes stared at Wu Mo;

"This kind of thing is more terrible than a ghost!" Wu Mo subconsciously retreated sharply, but he tripped over something, and the red-haired black shadow became more and more advanced, revealing a heavy coercion, and an invisible sense of pressure made his legs and feet weak for a while, and he couldn't stand up or move, at this time he was really panicked, and his face was not dead.

"Sixth, it's you again! Why don't you go back soon, go back!" At this moment, an old man dressed in wide black appeared like a ghost, dragging out an old and long voice, waving to the huge black shadow.

Under the ground, there has long been no trace, in such a dark and weird place, such a strange and gloomy old man appeared out of thin air, Wu Mo suddenly broke out in a cold sweat behind him, his scalp was numb, his heart was terrified to the extreme, his heart beat faster like a drum, standing there and not daring to come out, not daring to move a step.