The horse-faced ghost was full of astonishment at this time, and did not answer, but kept muttering:

"Are you really down? impossible, impossible...... How did you end up here, how could you still be alive?"

"What are you talking nonsense!" Shen Luo was really shocked by his brainless words, and reprimanded in his mouth.

"Quick...... Put me down, I have something to say to you!" the horse-faced creature finally came to his senses and shouted excitedly.

After Shen Luo hesitated slightly, he felt that this horse-faced ghost aura was not threatening at all, and immediately the mana in his body flowed up, flowing into the short spear in his hand along the meridians.

As the short spear "soared" into a circle of flames, he realized that the mana in his dantian was actually quite sufficient, obviously maintaining the state of his previous cultivation of the third layer of the Nameless Heavenly Book.

He stepped forward, raised his short spear and slammed it at the black gas rope tied to the horse-faced ghost's body, and a layer of flame slashed upwards like a blade, cutting the black rope open.

The horse-faced creature fell from the bronze pillar, and one staggered to one knee to the ground, the white mane on the back of his head scattered.

It had barely raised its head when the tip of a musket was pressed against its eyebrows.

"Say, how do you know me?" Shen Luo scolded sharply.

The horse-faced ghost had a strange expression on its face, and when it was about to speak, the altar under him suddenly shook violently, and the rhythm, as if some behemoth, was moving towards here.

On the white bone temple next to it, the green ghost flames also trembled and flickered.

Shen Luo only felt that his heart was trembling with the continuous earthquake of the altar under his feet, and he didn't know what was going on, when he suddenly felt a chill in his back, and he was a little flustered for no reason.

Immediately afterward, he heard a burst of shouts of "Black Mountain, Black Mountain" from the direction from which the vibration came, the sound was far and near, a little ethereal, sometimes like a person shouting, sometimes like a thousand people calling, it was really indescribably weird.

"Oh no, it's the old demon of Black Mountain!" the horse-faced ghost creature stood up from the ground with one arm and exclaimed.

Shen Luo didn't have the heart to ask the horse-faced ghost thing anymore, and when he looked up for the prestige, he saw a black giant mountain faintly emerging in the direction where the distant vibration came from.

Even if he didn't know what kind of monster the "Black Mountain Old Demon" was, just looking at the current battle, he knew that it was definitely not easy to deal with, so he hurriedly picked up all the short guns on the ground and carried them behind him, turned around and trotted, and jumped off the altar at once, intending to stay away from this place as soon as possible.

"Hey, Shen Luo, wait for me ......" the horse-faced ghost creature shouted, and also jumped off the altar and chased after him.

Shen Luo didn't pay attention to the horse-faced ghost, but just ran forward on his own.

This person and a ghost rushed away in the direction opposite to the "old demon of Black Mountain" one after another.

However, before they could run far, Shen Luo heard the sound of a gust of wind whistling behind him, and couldn't help but look back, and his heart suddenly sank.

I saw that the yellow clouds above the altar suddenly surged rapidly, and a huge and incomparably distorted grimace appeared inside.

The grimace was unrecognizable, and only the vague outline of its facial features could be faintly seen, and its mouth suddenly opened wide, and a huge opening across the entire cheek was directly cracked, and the yellow clouds inside were churning and rolling, emitting a breathtaking suction.

Immediately after, Shen Luo saw that the entire altar under the giant face began to shake violently, and suddenly rose from the ground, and in the terrible roar of those ghosts, it flew into the mouth of the giant face along with the ten white bone Jingguan.

"Don't want to ......escape," came a strange laugh from the sky.

The huge face tilted suddenly, from looking down on the earth vertically, to squinting forward, and the yellow clouds around it suddenly became extremely black, turning into a howling wind, chasing Shen Luo and them.

Shen Luo scolded secretly in his heart, but he didn't know what to do, so he could only run forward desperately.

"Shen Luo, it's useless, this old demon of Montenegro is the ghost king of the out-of-body period, you and I can't escape at all. The horse-faced ghost roared loudly from behind.

As soon as he finished speaking, the yellow clouds above their heads suddenly turned pitch black, and the clouds surged violently, and a huge black hand poked out of them, cascading down like a five-fingered mountain.

Shen Luo looked up, only to see that the huge hand was really covering the sky, and with their speed, they couldn't run out of the range covered by it, and it was pointless to continue to rush forward.

"Die or die, fight ......" He turned his heart sideways, and suddenly his footsteps stopped, and suddenly turned around.

He raised his hand to remove a short spear from his body, infused it with mana, held it in one hand, ran forward slightly, and threw it diagonally upwards with a sharp swing of his big arm.

At the moment when the mana was injected, a circle of red flames rose from the surface of the short spear, and with a burst of sound that broke through the air, it shot towards the black giant hand like an arrow.

"Boom" with a bang!

The moment the flame spear hit the giant hand, it exploded directly.

However, the small short spear was too small compared to the giant hand that covered the sky, and even if it exploded, it was only like a small ball of fireworks lit up in the night, and after a flash, it immediately dissipated.

The black giant hand didn't even pause, but continued to press downward.

"It's useless, you can't stop it......" The horse-faced ghost and Shen Luo stood side by side, shaking their heads again and again.

Shen Luo frowned, took out a short spear from his body, injected mana again, and threw it into the air as a flaming short spear.

A shot flew out, followed by another, and the whistling sound rang out repeatedly.

In one breath, he threw the remaining six flame spears, which were also magic weapons, as ordinary weapons.

Although he couldn't really control the magic weapon yet, the power he exerted with brute force and mana forcible infusion was still far beyond that of ordinary talismans.

"Boom, boom, boom......"

The sound of explosions in the sky continued to explode, and the power of the musket explosions was superimposed layer by layer, and finally from a small firework, it converged into a huge sea of fire.

Shen Luo didn't care about the result, and after a little fumbling in his sleeve, he took out the small spear that was a little feet long and exuded a compelling cold air.

He clenched the small gun in both hands, and the nameless exercises in his body were running extremely fast, and a body of mana surged out of the dantian without reservation, and almost all of it was poured into it.

The white light on the small crystal spear suddenly soared, and it actually directly expanded into an ice spear that was about a foot long.

"Go!"

Shen Luo burst into a loud cry, and once again used all his strength to throw the ice spear diagonally upward.