Bai Ze let out a low roar into the void that had just come out of the ghost hand, this was his deterrence to the enemies lurking in the shadows, even if he was not a real divine beast now, but what flowed in his bones was the pure blood of the ancestors Bai Ze.

A misty white mist overflowed from Bai Ze's eyes, and the suddenly erected pupils caught all foreign objects that did not belong to this space in the dark night.

In the dark night, an almost invisible ghost slowly flowed like flowing water to the place where Meng Juntong was.

Bai Ze stood motionless, seemingly not noticing the movement of the ghost, but in the vertical pupils, the movement of the ghost had already been reflected.

Just as the ghost figure was still ten feet away from Meng Juntong, a cloud of white light instantly illuminated the entire forest.

The yin that originally thought it was hiding and sneaking and was unaware of the ghost, the moment it touched the white light, it let out a sharp scream, turned into a cloud of black smoke and disappeared into nothingness.

Bai Ze let out a cold low roar, and the dazzling white light slowly disappeared, and finally disappeared into invisibility.

Obviously, he laid a very powerful enchantment within ten feet of Meng Juntong, as long as there were yin evil ghosts approaching, this enchantment would be automatically activated, and then it would be strongly exorcized.

It is not easy to cultivate, especially these ghost things, which are disgusted by heaven and earth, and are originally more difficult to practice than other living beings, and their little ghost path cultivation is really insignificant in the eyes of true cultivators, unless it is a strong person in the underworld who has reached the level of ghost general, ghost handsome, ghost king, and ghost emperor, ordinary evil ghosts can only use some weird evil methods to scare or harm some ordinary people.

The movement of the white light just now was very loud, but the barrier was outward, and it was inwardly isolated from everything.

Meng Juntong was not affected in the slightest, and Bai Yu only felt that the space here was slightly bright just now, and he didn't even notice the ghost that was scattered by the white light.

Bai Ze's thunderous means once again suppressed the greed of some ghosts, and the surrounding yin wind was not as fierce as it had just blown.

However, with such a magnificent furnace of merit in front of them, the opportunity to get out of the sea of suffering of the ghost path is not something that any ghost has the opportunity to encounter, and it is really impossible for them to retreat like this.

"From this moment on, those who commit a hundred steps in the realm will be killed!" Bai Ze's voice echoed between heaven and earth.

"Shame on you!" Suddenly, strands of sludge gushed out of the ground ahead.

Along with this sludge comes a rancid smell that cannot be violent.

Bai Ze naturally loves cleanliness, and has a natural resistance and rejection of such filthy things.

The rolling sludge slowly condensed into a human figure, the man was a foot tall, a little terrifying, holding a halberd in his hand, and a rotting flesh slurry flowed from top to bottom.

Bai Ze could see at a glance that the one in front of him was an undead zombie, and he should still be a zombie general in his outfit.

The cultivation of corpses is biased towards the cultivation of human warriors, and it is more by boiling the physical body, which makes this go to an extreme.

Ordinary zombies are self-cultivated Vajra is not bad, invulnerable, and difficult to invade.

But this statue in front of him seems to be an anomaly, his whole body is composed of rotten mud, which is not hard at all, and even such a tall body, being able to stand up, makes people feel a little incredible.

"I am a rotten general, send merit quickly, I will not die!"

The zombie who claimed to be the general of the rot reported his name to Bai Ze, this guy spoke in an ancient way, and it should be a relatively old zombie.

Bai Ze didn't bother to talk much about such a puddle of mud at all, and the single horn on his head was raised towards the withered general, and a snow-white thunderbolt fell on the other party's chest with a click.

With a muffled bang, a huge hole was blown out of the chest of the guy who claimed to be the general of the wither, and his one-foot-tall body was also blasted upside down and flew out a long way.

But this powerful snow-white lightning bolt was not able to kill him.

A puddle of rotten mud got up from the ground again, and the rotten mud that had been scattered by Bai Ze before also gathered towards him, and crawled back to his body one after another, forming the body of the rotten general, but it was just more than ten snaps of his fingers, and he walked in front of Bai Ze again as if nothing had happened.

"You dare to hurt me?" For Bai Ze's sudden attack, General Rotten was obviously also extraordinarily annoyed, and immediately raised his arms and smashed it with a punch.

Obviously it was so far away, he threw his fist out with such a punch, and slammed it towards Bai Ze.

Bai Ze was slightly surprised, but after all, it was a remnant of a divine beast inherited from ancient times.

There were quite a few records of this kind of undead in his memory. There is also a certain understanding of their means and characteristics.

This withered general should be regarded as a branch of the self-healing school among the undead.

They don't pay attention to strong physical resistance, and they don't need to be invulnerable. But compared to impregnable physical defenses, it is clear that such self-healing is much more difficult to deal with.

Bai Ze raised his head and spat out a mouthful of white flame beast fire, although this was not the real divine beast white law inner pill flame, but it was far superior to the mortal fire in the world.

The key is that Bai Ze's flame is congenitally with a purifying effect, and there is a legend that the gods bathed in Bai Ze's flame and cleansed their bodies.

The white flames instantly slammed into the clump of clump fist.

There was only a crisp crackling sound, and chunks of rotting and filthy mud fell and smashed to the ground.

This time, the incinerated mud never returned to the rotting general.

Just like that, the rotten general lost a fist.

Bai Ze's beautiful unicorn head was raised slightly, and his eyes emitted a bright light full of humanity, it turned out that it was like this, it seemed that it was a self-healing, invincible, immortal and indestructible dead and rotten creature, but what he was most afraid of was being purified.

General Rotten did not expect that he would encounter such an opponent, and even he did not realize that his abilities would be able to be restrained in such a way.

Originally, he just wanted to use his immortal body to forcibly break through the enchantment set by Bai Ze, as long as he could let any part of his body penetrate the enchantment, he could absorb the power of merit that made him desire at close range.

Bai Ze knew the weakness of his opponent, of course, he would not have any reservations, and roared with a dazzling sound, and Bai Ze's pillar of fire, which was one hundred and ten times stronger than just now, was spit out by him, and directly and accurately hit the body of the rotten general.

The poor rotten general didn't even have the slightest chance to resist, and was directly roasted into a dry clay sculpture on the spot, which was blown by the wind and shattered to the ground with a bang.