At this moment, twenty-seven men in black poured out of the cave. Dressed in black from head to toe, only a pair of eyes were exposed, dim. The man in black stood at the entrance of the cave, not saying a word.

Yan Shan smiled indifferently, didn't say a word, and stepped forward with his sword.

"Alas!" a sigh echoed through the valley, old and desolate.

Yan Shan stopped.

Mo Zhixian arched his hand, and said, "Since Your Excellency is here, please show up!"

The old man's voice said faintly: "If you have strayed into this place, then leave quickly!

Yan Shan smiled and said, "We are here for the Netherworld Ghost Mansion, how can there be a reason to get to the door and not enter?"

"The Netherworld Ghost Mansion is hidden from the world, and there is no grudge against people, why should a few people be like this?" the old voice seemed a little helpless.

"I'm afraid that this stealth is brewing a shocking conspiracy. Dugufeng said lightly.

"Also, how do you explain the Ghost King Dan?" Ning Xue'er asked.

The old man's voice said lightly: "The Ghost King Pill was voluntarily obeyed by them, how could the people of the Netherworld Ghost Mansion ever force anyone?"

"Pretend to be a ghost!" Li Ruoxian snorted coldly, the green sword came out of its sheath, and the cyan sword shadow flashed, drawing an arc in the air, slashing towards a mountain rock in the south.

With a "boom", the mountain rock shattered, and a man in black slowly fell.

"Why did you hurt my disciple again?" the old man's voice carried a faint sadness.

Li Ruoxian didn't say a word, his wrist turned slightly, and a sword qi slashed towards a mountain rock in the north.

The rocks shattered, and another man in black fell.

"Alas, if you step into the Netherworld, you will definitely regret it!" the old voice said with deep regret.

Li Ruoxian jumped up, her green clothes fluttering, dancing with the wind. The cyan sword shadow kept flashing, and arcs slashed in all directions.

The next moment, Li Ruoxian fell to the ground. Seven more rocks were shattered around it, and behind each rock was a man in black.

"Hey, you speak!" Ning Xue'er's voice echoed in the valley, but the old voice never sounded again.

"It's a sounding formation, and the man is in the cave. Mo said suddenly.

Dugu Feng smiled slightly bitterly and said, "It may be that he is delaying time." ”

Yan Shan smiled indifferently and raised his sword to kill the man in black.

Yan Shan followed a strange trajectory, shuttling among the people in black, with a strange body and a sword like a rainbow. The man in black waved his palm and fought back, his palm power was strong, but his speed was far inferior, and he couldn't help Yan Shan at all. In the face of these elusive people in black, Yan Shan never believed that he could seal his throat with a sword, and between life and death, there was no room for mistakes. With every swing of his sword, he cut off the head of the man in black, and his ruthlessness and decisiveness were astonishing.

After touching a cup of tea, all twenty-seven heads were cut off, and the scene was extremely bloody.

Ning Xue'er was dumbfounded.

The other three looked at the harmless face of the human and animal that was still smiling, and they couldn't help but feel a chill in their hearts.

The five men crossed the corpse, walked on the blood, and entered the cave.

The cave is dimly lit and the mountain road is narrow, winding all the way down.

Yan Shan walked in the front, holding his breath and concentrating, cautious. Li Ruoxian followed closely behind, his expression calm. Ning Xue'er grabbed Dugufeng's arm tightly, a little scared in her heart, but her face was full of happiness. Mo had walked at the end, his right hand resting on the hilt of his sword, calm and calm.

Suddenly, the old man's voice sounded again, deep in the cave, and said lightly, "You don't have to be nervous. The Netherworld Ghost Mansion has no quarrel with the world, no grudges with people, and there are no gold, silver and jewelry here, how can there be traps?"

Yan Shan sneered, ignored it, and continued to move forward.

The old voice said again: "It's too late to quit now, there's no need to lose your life in vain!"

"He's messing with our minds, don't be fooled!" Dugufeng said softly.

This sad voice is telling the truth. But the more so, the more terrible it becomes. These people are all amazingly talented, and they deeply understand a truth: the greedy are greedy for money, and the lustful are lustful, and if someone wants nothing, then what he is trying is absolutely unimaginable.

"Strangling genius is intolerable. Today, we are also forced to wait!" The old voice sighed deeply.

At this time, the five of them came to a three-way cave, and the old voice came from the middle.

Yan Shan did not hesitate and walked into the middle of the cave. The other four did not hesitate and followed.

Inside the cave, an old man in gray shirt with gray hair sat in the middle, with a hint of helplessness in his desolate eyes. Clearly, he was the one who had just spoken. On either side of him, eight black-clothed men were armed with various weapons, two pairs of copper hammers, a ghost-headed knife, a chain gun, a short sword, a long sword, a stainless steel folding fan, and a pair of red fist gloves.

"You're still here. The gray-shirted old man sighed.

Yan Shan smiled indifferently and replied, "It's not all what you expected. ”

The gray-shirted old man shook his head slightly and said, "But I really don't want you to come in." ”

Yan Shan said: "But we still came in. ”

"Why do you want to come in when you know that you will die?" the gray-shirted old man looked suspicious.

Yan Shan said with a smile: "Maybe at this moment, the Nether Ghost Soldiers have blocked the exit. But I'm sure there's someone behind the ghost. Wouldn't it be easier if we killed the manipulator first, and then dealt with the walking dead!"

The gray-shirted old man nodded slightly, and then showed regret on his face, and said: "What a hero is a young man! You are thoughtful and courageous, but it is a pity that a wise man has a thousand thoughts, and there must be a mistake, and you still miscalculated one thing." ”

Yan Shan asked, "Which thing?"

"I'm not the one to manipulate. The gray-shirted old man paused, and continued, "Perhaps, you haven't fully figured out what this ghost soldier is all about. ”

With a sigh, the gray-shirted old man slowly closed his eyes.

At this time, countless ghost soldiers poured into the entrance of the cave. Their faces were bloodless, their eyes were deep, like evil spirits from hell, and each one of them was armed with a broken halberd and a broken sword, and they struck the cave.

A dark red long sword suddenly came out of its sheath, and Mo Jixian's expression was cold, blocking the entrance of the cave.

In the dim light, the dark red sword flickered with a bloody light, exuding an extremely terrifying aura. Everyone present gasped. Even the ghost soldier paused slightly, as if it was instinctive fear.

After a slight pause, the ghost soldiers rushed to Mo Jixian like a tide. Mo has raised his sword to meet him, not afraid at all.

The ghost soldiers are all copper-skinned and iron-clad, and they are extremely fierce. But in front of Mo Jixian and this dark red long sword, he actually fell behind. Every time Mo Jixian dropped his sword, he could cut off the head of a ghost soldier, or cut off the body of a ghost soldier, and he didn't dare to be careless. However, the body of the Nether Ghost Soldier is as solid as a rock, and even if there is a divine soldier in hand, the consumption of physical strength is quite serious.