In an underground cave.

The shadow of a long bat writhed and flew through the cave, as if it had just learned to fluff its wings.

Soon, however, the shadow's speed began to increase, and it was so agile that it could quickly turn its direction in flight, and even move several times in an instant.

When the shadow of the bat stopped, a figure slowly floated from the stone wall, it was Lei Luo.

After he sacrificed to the King of Darkness, he finally knew the magic of the bat shadow, that is, the speed of movement, the agility of flight is very high, and it can change direction almost instantaneously.

Although the speed of the shadow escape technique is still the fastest in the cheetah's sprint, the speed of the bat is not slow, at least faster than the dragon, and this degree of flexibility is far beyond that of the cheetah.

"Okay, there is only one last one left, after killing the Crow Daoist, this time the matter of Mishima will be over!" Lei Luo looked at the dark palace in the distance and said with a cold expression.

He killed the Golden Dragon King, killed the Golden Thunder Lion King, and slaughtered dozens of demon kings on Dragon King Island, Thousand Tribes Island, and Wanfeng Island, and today it was finally the culprit's turn.

In the midst of a dark palace.

The Mo Crow Daoist sat upright on the main seat in the center, his eyes were not happy or sad, and he did not have any worry even if his plan was revealed.

But from time to time, jealousy flashed in his eyes, which also showed that he was not without seven emotions and six desires, but he would be quickly suppressed by him.

The gate of the "boom" dark palace was bombarded by a huge force, and countless broken stones fell down.

The black mist around the Crow Daoist was entangled, and the whole person turned into a pitch-black strange wind that flew over the broken stones, and then flew out of the palace.

The dark wind finally stopped somewhere in the huge karst cave outside the palace, and the yin wind dissipated, and his figure stood still, while in front of him was a young figure.

"I've been waiting for a long time, Mo Crow Daoist, it's time to settle the account between you and me!" Lei Luo looked at the person in front of him, and said without humility or arrogance.

"Terran junior, what kind of hatred is there between you and me?" asked the Mo Crow Daoist rhetorically, his tone cold and unusually untouched.

The hatred between him and the person in front of him is at most the grudge he formed during the trip to the Yin Yang Cave, but this is actually nothing.

"I see, the enmity between you and me during the Yin Yang Cave is indeed not big, and even such a big move is a bit excessive, but in order to reassure Ling'er, I have a reason to get rid of you!"

"Lei is even more curious, why would a demon king of the demon clan choose to take refuge in the ghost of the Netherworld, and choose to be a half-demon and half-ghost, is it just to advance to the late stage of transformation!"

In Lei Luo's words, he said a reason that surprised the Mo Crow Dao people.

However, the other party's complexion gradually changed from surprise to shock, and finally became extremely gloomy, obviously someone broke the secret, which also made him know in his heart.

Lei Luo could see at a glance that there was something wrong with the aura of the Mo Crow Daoist, and although it was strange that the other party had broken through the late stage of transformation in just forty years, everyone had a chance.

However, the Yin Qi in the body of the Mo Crow Dao is extremely heavy, although he uses some means to hide it, but he can't fool others if he deceives him.

The peacock fairy, the fire spirit fairy and the two daughters have some connections with themselves and the little white fox, and since they have met them, they will naturally help them solve this trouble once and for all.

"I didn't expect it to be seen by you!" said the Mo Crow Daoist after seeing that the other party had revealed his biggest secret, and a murderous intent burst into his eyes.

He didn't talk nonsense, the black mist around him gushed out, and with just a wave of his hand, the appearance of the original black robe old man changed greatly.

In the midst of the black mist, he turned into a young man dressed in black featherweaves, with gray dead air and dark green ghost aura all over his body, a thin body, and a pale face.

The most unique thing is his pair of eyes, which have no pupils in them, and there is no life at all, like a puppet with a string.

"Since you have seen through your true body, then you must not be let go today, otherwise Mishima will no longer have a place for me!"

The murderous look of the Mo Crow Daoist just now has disappeared, and now his face has become extremely indifferent, even if the words he said are full of murderous intent, but the tone and tone are also emotionless.

The black feather weave he wore on his body was windless, and countless dark green ghost qi scattered out of it, and the ghost qi spread throughout the cave, and gusts of yin wind howled, and the surrounding temperature almost dropped to freezing.

Lei Luo's face was very calm, after all, it was not the first time he had fought with a ghost monk, how could he be afraid of these ghosts and ghosts.

A dark green pitch-black ghost claw grabbed at him, the surface of the ghost claw was gusting in the wind, and after flying out, it grew into the wind, and when it flew in front of him, it had become five or six zhang in size.

Lei Luo just calmly released a little evil qi, and then several flying swords transformed by blood-colored evil qi stabbed a few holes in this ghost claw.

"Oh,?" the Crow Daoren's cold face did not change, but his tone was slightly surprised.

The pitch-black feather weave draped over his body floated high, and a dark green yin wind and ghostly aura flew out of the remaining pitch-black body.

The amount of ghostly energy he released this time was that the entire underground cave was covered with a layer of pale green mist, and the black hall fifty or sixty zhang away in the distance was already blurred, and it was almost impossible to see clearly.

"Why do you have so much ghost qi in your body, this is not the Netherworld, and you are not the real ghost king!" Lei Luo said with some surprise after looking around.

The concentration and amount of these dark green ghost qi are close to the strength of the real ghost king's supernatural powers, but it is not a real ghost king in front of him, but a demon beast that has become a monk halfway.

"You don't need to know this, don't worry, you ruined my plan, and you won't let you die too easily!" said the Ink Crow Daoist still indifferently.

He stretched out two pale and thin dry hands from the pitch-black feather weaving, and as his fingertips twitched, he began to pinch and cast spells, and at the same time, his mouth began to recite words.

In the yin wind around the fingertips, countless grimaces were formed.

"Boom, boom..."

These grimaces look ugly, there are human races, demon races, and unknown strange appearances, and when they fly out, they are accompanied by bursts of oozing strange laughter.

"Ten Thousand Ghosts and Soul Dafa!" "The Mo Crow Daoist pinched the trick and cast the spell after the ghost thing was formed.

I saw that the appearance of these ghosts was even more hideous and terrifying after he said this, and the ghost howls made were even more sharp and piercing.

When Lei Luo heard these strange laughs, he felt dizzy, as if someone was drilling his head with a sharp nail, and as if someone was beating gongs and drums in his ears, and his head was buzzing.

"That's what the ghost monk is, it's really annoying!" he said with some annoyance.

Lei Luo made a strange magic decision with both hands, and the evil qi in his body gushed out like a volcanic eruption, and the surrounding Yin and Netherworld ghost qi and grimaces all retreated more than ten zhang under this evil qi, unable to get close.

Under the surging of evil qi, a huge blood-colored tiger head close to a hundred feet condensed, and let out a tsunami-like tiger roar.

Under this roar of the tiger, all the grimaces around them showed a look of extreme horror, as if they were human beings and the blood-colored giant tiger was a ghost.

The blood-colored tiger head didn't make any extra movements, and after opening the mouth of the blood basin, he sucked it violently, and a huge suction force gradually appeared around it, and even cultivated into a whirlpool wind wave.

"Not good!" an emotionless voice sounded.

The Mo Crow Daoist only felt a huge wind pressure coming, and the black feather weaving around him was about to be swept away by this wind pressure, and the green light around the whole person could only stop his body.

However, he has the supernatural power to resist this wind pressure, and there is no way to do anything about the ghosts and ghosts around him.

I saw a whirlpool-like wind and waves sweeping around, whether it was ghosts or ghosts, they were blown up by this whirlwind, and then flew towards the huge tiger's bloody mouth.

Under the howl of ghosts and wolves, both the dark green and thick ghost qi around were sucked into the mouth of the tiger head, and under a burst of chewing, it was digested and invisible.

After the ghost thing was resolved, the tiger's head turned into evil qi and submerged into Lei Luo's body, and finally the entire black hall returned to calm, as if nothing had happened.

After dissolving the other party's supernatural powers, he finally found a clue, which should be said to be some details of this ink crow Taoist.

"I finally understand that the real Crow Daoist is actually dead, and now standing in front of me is a ghost king of the Netherworld, you have taken away the Crow Daoist!" Lei Luo sneered.

As soon as these words came out, the indifferent face of the Mo Crow Daoist finally changed a little, obviously after being seen through by the person in front of him, there was a trace of panic.

"You didn't make a move just now, you just used your evil qi to defuse my attack, is it just to see through this!" his face distorted, and then he asked puzzled.

After saying this, his face was sometimes angry, sometimes indifferent, and sometimes hideous, as if he couldn't control his feelings.

At this moment, a figure rushed in front of him, and then a fist roared.

"Bang" The head of the Ink Crow Daoist was exploded, but the expected scene of flesh and blood splashing did not happen, and its entire body actually turned into countless pitch-black crows and flew into the distance.

In a strange cry, the pitch-black crows gathered in the distance, and finally re-transformed into the Ink Crow Daoist.

"It's a little interesting, it's actually a shadow escape technique, and it's a shadow escape technique that is out of the constraints of the ground!" Lei Luo said incredulously as he re-examined the other party.

Because those pitch-black crows are actually transformed by shadows, this means that this is the other party's shadow escape magic power.

However, those crows did not move on the ground or on the surrounding stone walls, but actually instigated their wings to fly in the air, indicating that the other party had been freed from the shackles of shadow retreat.

"Ahh

The originally fickle complexion of the Mo Crow Daoist suddenly became hideous, and then slowly regained his calm.

After a few breaths, he returned to his original indifferent complexion, as if he had just screamed and his face was not his own.

"It seems that the Mo Crow Daoist should not have been taken away by you decades ago, but has only been successfully taken away in the last few years, and your soul power and body actually have a resistance reaction!" Lei Luo shook his head and sneered.

Because he has fought with the ghost monk many times, the classics about the ghost path on his body are not good, and he can see through at a glance why the person in front of him has such an ugly state.

"So what, although this body has only been taken away for a short time, it is more than enough to deal with you!" the Ink Crow Daoist stretched out his right hand and said indifferently as he looked at it.

He then stretched out his hands and pinched two strange spells in succession, and the shadows of the ground squirmed, and countless beast shadows slowly rose from the black shadows.

"Since you have a bad spirit, ghosts are naturally not your opponents, so what about these!" the Ink Crow Daoist then said in a cold voice.

These beast shadows are actually a corpse, and there are all kinds of them, including birds and beasts, as well as tigers and leopards, and there are even several python monsters from Dragon King Island.

It seems that he knows that evil qi can restrain ghosts, so he plans to use these refining corpses that don't know fear and are not affected by evil qi to deal with the big enemy in front of him.