Two days later, in the sky above a blood-colored swamp, a group of strange bats with blood-red bodies stopped Cheng Qian's sword rainbow.

The sword qi in the sky was intertwined, forming a huge sword net, which slowly rotated and pushed forward.

However, a strange scene appeared in the next moment, those bats that were torn apart without the sword net, and the scattered corpses immediately shone brightly after passing the sword net, and they were restored as before.

Cheng Qian was also quite helpless when he saw this, these bats didn't know what magical power they had, except for killing them a few more times, or using fire attribute spells to kill them in one go, there was no other way.

Cheng Qian had been delayed here for no less than half a day, and these blood-colored bats were endless, innumerable, as if they could never be killed.

At this time, the black clouds in the sky behind came.

Cheng Qian was overjoyed, and immediately knew that it was the army of the ghost clan that followed.

Now he has no intention of breaking ahead alone, although there is an old guy exploring the way ahead, but after all, there will still be omissions, for this kind of low-level ghost thing, the old guy must disdain to kill.

In this way, all the troubles will have to be borne by the follow-up troops.

In this regard, Cheng Qian could only smile helplessly.

Countless ghostly beasts and ghosts rolled in like a storm.

Rushing at the endless stream of blood-colored bats with their mouths wide open.

Some bats were unlucky, and were directly bombarded into powder by the attacks of several underworld beasts, and they didn't even have a chance to recover. And some are a little lucky, and if they miss the blow, they immediately pounce on the beast, open their mouths to absorb the essence and blood, and in just a few bites, they can turn the attacked prey into a pile of dry bones.

These bats are several feet in size. The small ones are also a few feet long, and more than a dozen of the largest bats have a hideous human face. Spit out a crimson beam of light, and any beast will be hit by the beam. It was immediately wiped out.

The power is so strong that even a high-level underworld beast can't take a blow head-on.

Therefore, this time, not only all the underworld beasts attacked, but even the eight combined stage corpse demons led by Qu Mei also used their magical powers to kill those human-faced bats one by one.

Cheng Qian was wrapped in sword light, and as soon as the blood-colored bat touched it, the golden sword light was triggered, and he immediately slowed down under the golden light, and immediately Cheng Qian released a thunderbolt. Directly reduce the bat to nothing.

Obviously, these bats contain a huge amount of evil qi in their bodies, and using the power of thunder to deal with them is indeed sharp and abnormal.

It was just a cup of tea before and after, and the original number of blood-colored bats was reduced rapidly under the joint strangulation of the eight combined corpse demons, and in the blink of an eye, they became sparse.

The remaining two or three human-faced bats saw that the situation was not good, and after a few 'poof' sounds, a cloud of blood mist erupted from the surface of their bodies, and they reflexively fled.

They were so fast. After a few flashes, they reached the end of the sky, and then disappeared without a trace. And this retreat technique is a bit like the blood shadow escape of the Demon Dao Technique.

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Five days later, in a strange gray fog. Countless black ghosts changed shapes, flying up and down around a large number of underworld beasts.

Although they are not close, the strange ghostly howls or screams that come out of their mouths make each of the beasts sound as if their bodies are shaking, their eyes are blurred, and they may not be able to reach the end at any time.

At this moment, a huge ripple suddenly rippled in the void, and the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi was distorted and deformed. Countless ghosts disappeared one after another with a sonorous and powerful cold snort. The remnants also let out a wailing and retreated, and disappeared into the fog.

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A month later. In a rolling mountain range, Cheng Qian and his party once again encountered a fierce battle with the reinforcements from the underworld.

Cheng Qian was halfway up a green mountain, raised his hand with one hand, and the golden light flashed, and a silver-armored ghost cultivator in front of him was suddenly cut in half. Immediately, the golden glow behind him rolled, and the countless white bone arrows shot from a certain direction were immediately swept by the golden glow and then struck in the air. At the same time, with the other arm, with a backhand press, the five-colored aura flashed, and immediately thunderclaps, and the multicolored divine thunder roared out, and the two green-faced and fanged demons that flashed behind him were wiped out in one fell swoop.

At this moment, there was a sudden sound of breaking the air, and a violent wind was directly pressed down from the air.

Cheng Qian's face changed slightly, his figure was slightly blurred, and he disappeared in place all of a sudden.

A giant black sword more than ten zhang long smashed into the place where he was originally standing, and the black light on the ground near him flashed, and in an instant, it was covered with countless cracks, and the corner of the mountain immediately collapsed.

And the owner of the black sword was a ghost Rong clan wearing silver armor, and he looked around with a blank face at the moment.

Suddenly, in the sky above the head of the Ghost Rong Clan's armor soldier, a golden light flashed, and Cheng Qian's figure emerged, just pressing down on the void with one hand.

Hundreds of golden sword qi erupted from the palm of his hand, and as soon as the golden glow rolled down, it turned into a hundred-zhang sword mountain in one fell swoop.

"Boom!" With a loud bang, not only did the Golden Sword Mountain press down the Ghost Rong Armor Warrior with the power of star magnetism, but the other low-level ghost cultivators with different cultivation within a radius of 100 also turned into shattered bones.

Cheng Qianchang exhaled, and then he was suspended in the air for a little time, and looked around in the distance.

Yin Qi was rolling everywhere in all directions, and the fog was rising, and as long as it was beyond a thousand feet of distance, the naked eye could not see anything clearly.

He could only judge from the astonishing aura that erupted from time to time in the distance and the loud noises that kept roaring, and he could tell that the Corpse King's men were still struggling to resist the attacks of the royal army of the underworld. I just don't know where Yinggou and Drought Fish are scattered at this moment, whether they have crossed the depths of the mountain range.

Although there were fierce battles in this month, they were finally able to go smoothly and go farther and farther, but the further back they went, there were more and more royal reinforcements, and there were many high-level combined storage enterprises, which could be described as terrifying.

The corners of Cheng Qian's mouth twitched, and his eyes shook to look at a towering supernatural tree that was thousands of miles away, exuding a majestic blue light.

From where Yinggou knows, this giant tree is the entire lifeblood that supports the Netherworld, and is called the Tree of Life.

When the soul reaches the Netherworld, after purifying and washing away the memory, it will be soaked in the spring of life flowing from the tree of life and given new life, and then put into the six realms of reincarnation.

I don't know how these silver-armored ghost generals suddenly appeared, their supernatural powers are extremely weird, even the corpse king is very jealous, as for most of the low-level underworld beasts that followed, there was not much left in the fierce battle ahead.

They can only be more careful and continue to lead the team forward.

As a result, on this day, as soon as the team entered this mountain range, countless underworld armor warriors suddenly swarmed from all directions, and the number was so large that it almost covered the sky and the sun.

Under the leadership of more than 30 powerful ghosts that were in the middle of the body, these underworld armor warriors released a thick mist, surrounded Cheng Qian and them at once, and then broke up the entire team by surprise.

This made Cheng Qian and the others have to fight on their own.

Cheng Qian also resisted the attacks of these silver-armored ghosts with Qu Mei and some other nearby ghosts at the beginning.

But this ghost fog doesn't know what strange power it has, and as long as you get a little away from it during the battle, you will immediately lose your way in the fog.

Even though Cheng Qian's consciousness was not weak, with the assistance of the Star Eye, he also lost contact with others after most of the battle.

He could only faintly hear the sound of fighting in the distance to judge whether his team was still alive.

Fortunately, although the number of ghost cultivators fighting with him was large, at most they were only at the level of Yuan Ying and Huashen, and they could not pose a real threat to him.

It was only after another fight that the nearby ghosts were temporarily slaughtered, and there was a moment to rest.

Although these ghost creatures are not to be feared, he still understands the truth that ants bite and kill elephants.

Cheng Qian's expression was gloomy for a moment, and suddenly he made a move with one hand, and the sword mountain that fell to the ground suddenly disintegrated, turning into a sword rainbow in the sky and being taken into his body.

Immediately after that, the golden light all over his body rose, and he turned into a shock, and went straight to the weakest place of the fighting sound around him.

This move is naturally to escape from the ghost fog first, but if it doesn't work, he can only sacrifice the body of the Gu Immortal to try to break out of the encirclement.

But Cheng Qian also knew that once he made a big move on his side, the enemy's high-level Cun Zài would immediately lock on him, and then he would face a fierce battle again.

Almost at the moment when Cheng Qian's body was just gone, another group of silver-armored ghost cultivators rushed out of the ghost thing, and they were all stunned when they saw that there was no one nearby.

And Cheng Qian had already flown away to a thousand zhang away, relying on the eye of the stars and the invisible alchemy, he avoided several battle groups in a row, and occasionally there were a few ghosts that did not have long eyes, they would be stabbed by the invisible cone, and they would be hacked to death by the ghost cultivators of the Valley of Ten Thousand Souls.

When he encounters a small group of silver-armored ghosts, he will immediately use thunder to kill them. If there are too many, stay away from them immediately.

In this way, Cheng Qian was safe in the ghost fog for a while. However, the ghost fog was rolling black, and he couldn't make out the direction at all, so he could only stare in the direction of the tree of life and fly slowly.

Cheng Qian, who was shuttling in the mist, suddenly raised his head and looked up at the sky, and after seeing that there were no more ghosts around, his figure soared up to see if he could rush out of the fog from a high altitude.

As a result, as soon as the figure flew to a height of hundreds of feet, the fog was a little thinner, but immediately a dense attack shot down from the sky.

Cheng Qian's face immediately changed, and many of the spiritual pressures of these attacks were combined, and he was covered in golden light, and immediately swept away most of the attacks, and his body quickly fell back.

But just like that, Cheng Qian was scared into a cold sweat, it seems that there are already people guarding the high altitude, but I am afraid that the other party will beat the ghost idea of catching turtles in the urn.

In this way, the high altitude could not be crossed, and Cheng Qian could only identify a certain direction in the fog and continue to wander aimlessly.

I don't know if there are any mysterious prohibitions in this ghost mist, or if it covers so much in itself.

Until a few hours later, he was still trapped in it, showing no sign of getting out of the fog, which made Cheng Qian's face more and more gloomy. (To be continued)