As soon as Long Er thought of this word, goosebumps jumped all over his body. Pingsuri Long'er has trained his courage in various ways, and he can't withstand today's horror. This horror is extreme. What needs to be done now is to get out of this hellish place as soon as possible.

As soon as he thought of the word "ghost", Long'er nervously twitched all over his body.

In ancient times, human beings were still confused about birth, old age, sickness and death, and they were even more afraid of ghosts and gods. At that time, the ghosts were zombies who died unexpectedly, and the gods were immortals who saved people from danger, but this was imaginary, after all, no one had ever seen a fairy.

Long Er thought about it, he is a dragon son, what is he afraid of, everything in the world is his, everyone in the world will eventually listen to him, all the livestock in the world will listen to him, even the ghosts and gods must listen to his command, what are you afraid of.

He took a deep breath and tried to relax.

At that moment, he smelled a strong smell of corpses, and he almost choked on tears.

Long Er felt a little wrong. It was as if something behind him was staring at him.

Before he could turn around, something fluffy and extremely cool was placed on his shoulder. Long Er couldn't help but shudder, reflexively shrunk back, and hurriedly jumped to the opposite side. He turned around sharply, trying to see what was behind him. It's black!

He put his hands behind his back, constantly testing if there was room behind him. His eyes widened as he stared at the darkness ahead.

There seems to be some dark shadow. Listen carefully, why didn't you feel the wind.

The dragon kept staring at the dark shadow. If it's some kind of livestock, or some kind of zombie, he will definitely move.

After staring at it for a long time, the black shadow still didn't move.

Suddenly, two streams of hell fire floated in the dark shadow. They flickered and floated, and the dragon was just about to take a closer look, when suddenly they all went dark again.

The dragon's eyes widened, and he searched for the fire in horror. How did it go out? The fire suddenly lit up at the tip of his nose! A disgusting smell of corpses choked his throat. Two yellow-green eyes sunken deep in the skeleton shimmered like the light of a firefly. The nose is gone, the mouth is gone, the face is a mess, and there is constant blood flowing from countless holes.

Blood ghost! Long Er was stunned, and immediately sweated wet from his back. He jumped to his feet and ducked back, the copper knife pulling out of his waist at the same time.

Blood ghosts are ghosts among the ghosts that are known for their viciousness. They are often the demons that were put to death by Ling Chi before their deaths, leaving only the skeleton and internal organs, and then thrown into the wilderness, rotting the internal organs, and being fed by the hazy moonlight for 7749 consecutive days, and fed by heavy morning dew. Because he suffered extremely unbearable pain before he died, he became a fierce ghost after death.

Damn! This ghost place is too small, he can't move his steps, and his back is stuck to the wall before he can barely squeeze out a distance of two steps, if it weren't for the fact that Long'er is thin and sticking to the wall, it is estimated that he and the white ghost will rub their faces. Fortunately, I didn't move much just now, otherwise, I would really have to have a passionate kiss with the blood ghost.

Long'er's eyes widened, staring at the blood ghost's every move.

The blood ghost stared at the dragon for a long time with two huge holes, and the green light in the holes either dimmed or gradually brightened, illuminating the holes even deeper, and it seemed that the blood ghost's skull was even bigger. Long Er looked extremely depressed.

The blood ghost just stared at the dragon, and didn't act, the dragon's legs and feet were stretched to the limit because of the tension, and after a long time, they were a little numb. There was a heavy pain in the chest again, and Long'er's eyes became more and more blurred, in short, it was terrible!

What the hell is this bloody ghost going to do! If you want to fight, you will fight, if you don't fight, let the emperor and me out!

As he spoke, Long Er glanced at the passage above his head, and saw clearly that the passage was less than two meters away from him through the green light of the blood ghost, and as long as he took a step and jumped, he could hook the cave wall, and then he could climb up little by little.

Long Er was thinking about it, when he was suddenly frightened into a cold sweat by a piercing "quack", and just wanted to see what was going on, a green thing had already hit his face. The dragon instinctively crouched down and dodged the catastrophe. The thing hit the wall, and it rubbed a lot of dirt down. Some of them went down to the dragon's neck, and the back was immediately cold, and the soil was a little damp. The dragon didn't have time to shake the dirt from his clothes, so he bent forward and stood on the back of the blood ghost. It turned out that the thing was the claw of a blood ghost. The two green claws suddenly grew larger and became the size of a pampa fan. And there are five steel fork-like things on each claw, which are illuminated by a flash of light that emits a transparent green light.

Long Er was secretly taken aback, and was a little afraid. "If I had been stripped by this beast just now, I would have died on the spot. That's okay, I haven't ascended the throne yet, why did I die so easily. Thinking of this, Long Er secretly scolded in his heart, "His grandmother's! This beast is going to play with his master! It seems that either you die or your master dies." Your imperial grandfather, I must slaughter you!" Long Er tightened his grip on the knife.

A fierce battle is about to begin.

The bloodcreature made a strange noise, and slowly turned around, and the palm of the big fan flew towards the dragon's head. Long Er lowered his head again and dodged it, but a gust of wind whistled through the back of his neck, and the wind was extremely cold, so cold that Long Er couldn't help but shiver.

How can this animal have such brute strength! Looking at the strength of his palm, it is estimated that the weight of his entire body is worth that of an elephant.

Long Er is a little timid in the end. "How can this work, I am like a piece of tofu in front of him, vulnerable. It's better to preemptively attack, take the initiative to attack, get close to him, and break through his weaknesses. Before the blood ghost could turn around, the dragon went up and stabbed him in the back of his heart. With a "boom", some sparks sprang out from the tip of the knife. The dragon's mouth was numb.

At that moment, it was like a knife poking at a solid stone. Could it be that this bloody ghost sucked up the rubble and turned it into his own body after death? A flesh to a solid stone is like an egg against a stone. "His grandmother's, why am I so unlucky, the first time I encountered such a tricky thing without the leader of Emperor Taishang, wouldn't I be going to die, Emperor. ”

Long Er didn't have time to think about it, the knife just now angered the blood ghost, and the two sharp claws the size of a pu fan flew up and down, making Long Er powerless to fight back, and could only run around in the narrow space.

The claws must have been hit by a large pit, and the slippery dirt smelled of burnt. The strength of this blood ghost is really great, one punch can produce so much heat, if this punch hits a person, it will be worth it.

Long Er hid and looked for a new exit with his trance eyes. As soon as the blood ghost's eyes shone brightly, he illuminated some of the conditions in the cave. The entire cave has been carved out by blood ghosts dozens of deep holes, and the cave just now is no longer distinguishable.

Worst!

What about the hole?