Above the outer periphery of the Netherworld, with a roaring sound, a golden pillar of light flew by.

From the golden light, a figure could be vaguely seen, and those golden lights were beating arcs.

However, the arc around the figure is rapidly decreasing, and after only a few breaths, there are a few arcs around the body, and the speed is also greatly reduced.

Just behind the figure, a dark green flying sword the size of a hundred zhang chased after it, the target was directly at the location of the figure, and the speed was extremely fast, it was estimated that a few more breaths would catch up with the figure in front.

This person is fleeing and chasing with a sword, the figure is naturally Lei Luo, and the sword shadow is the phantom of the fog ghost king.

Lei Luo looked at the Baizhang flying sword behind him, if this flying sword stabbed him, it was not a joke, it was a pure Yin and Netherworld Qi, which could pollute the soul.

"No, if you continue to escape, you can't get out of the Netherworld, and the speed of this fog ghost king doesn't allow me to keep escaping, since that's the case, I can only fight hard!"

Lei Luo glanced at the flying sword behind him, and made a judgment after gritting his teeth.

Since you can't escape by yourself, you can only do it.

If he let the other monks know what he was thinking at the moment, they would definitely be shocked and dumbfounded, a mid-stage monk of the Terran Jindan actually wanted to fight the ghost king of the Yuan Infant Stage!

After seeing that the chasing figure in front of him did not run, the flying sword turned into a flying sword by the fog ghost king stabbed straight forward, seeing that it wanted to kill with one blow and not give it a chance.

Just as the flying sword rushed to a distance of more than thirty zhang in front of Lei Luo, he could only hear him let out an angry roar, and the evil qi around his body gushed out like a volcanic eruption, forming a barrier of evil qi.

After the dark green flying sword rushed into the evil qi, it felt that the speed was greatly reduced, and the sword body also appeared in a state of instability, and the pure ghost qi collapsed under the impact of the evil qi.

"Impossible, how could a mere Terran Jindan Monk have such a strong evil aura!" came the Fog Ghost King's voice, and there was still a hint of surprise in his tone.

However, under the impact of the evil qi, the flying sword he transformed into still collapsed, and the ghost qi still turned into a huge grimace the size of a hundred zhang under a surge.

A surging aura formed in front of the huge grimace, and this aura was constantly emerging, and even the scene around the sea area changed.

Originally, although the sky on the outskirts of the Netherworld Sea was dark, the visibility was much better than that of the Netherworld, but now the entire sky had turned blood-red, and there was a blood-colored fog all around.

These are not actually any fogs, but the evil qi is so thick that it is a kind of condensed entity, and those fogs are actually just evil qi.

In this evil aura, the Fog Ghost King's perception has also shrunk from the original hundred miles to a range of several miles, and all of these miles are filled with blood-colored evil qi.

"This evil aura, how many people has this kid killed in front of you!" the huge grimace of the Fog Ghost King slowly said this.

The Fog Ghost King has lived as a ghost for tens of thousands of years, and he has seen many monks, but none of the evil qi of the human race is more condensed than the kid in front of him.

The concentration and amount of that evil qi were simply not an order of magnitude higher than those of others, and even those Yuan Infant Cultivators who had seen it did not have such ferocious evil qi.

Under the surging of blood-colored mist, a blood-colored tiger of the same size of a hundred zhang condensed out, and the huge tiger opened its bloody mouth and let out an extremely fierce tiger roar.

Whew—

Under this tiger roar, even the body of the Fog Ghost King trembled slightly, like a candle in the wind, swaying with the qi waves.

However, after the huge grimace flashed with green light all over its body, the slightest swaying was also suppressed, and the whole grimace became even more solid, obviously resisting the shock of the evil tiger.

"It's worthy of the Ghost King, the Evil Tiger's deterrence is ineffective!" Lei Luo said with some regret.

The roar of the evil tiger has a deterrent effect on the ghost man and the ghost concubine, but it only has such an impact in front of the fog ghost king, which shows that the strength of the ghost king is far from being comparable to the Jindan ghost.

A ghostly howl came, and the huge grimace opened its mouth and swallowed continuously, and then a cloud of dark green mist erupted from his mouth, actually canceling out the surrounding evil qi erosion.

In the blood mist above the sea, there was a range of about a thousand feet filled with dark green smoke, and around this smoke was the blood-colored mist, and the two sides were divided into each other, faintly stalemate.

Lei Luo felt that the area was filled with ghostly mist, and even the blood evil qi could not erode into it.

Of course, this is really normal, after all, the cultivation and strength of the ghost king are here, and the pure ghost qi in his body is not something he can easily defeat by relying on evil qi.

Just when the blood evil qi and the ghost mist were stalemate, a pitch-black ghost claw with a size of more than thirty zhang suddenly flew out of the ghost mist, and the target was directly aimed at Lei Luo's side, and the speed was extremely fast.

However, after this ghost claw flew out of the ghost mist and entered the evil qi, not only did its speed decrease greatly, but the ghost qi on the ghost claw began to fall apart, and its power suddenly weakened a lot.

When he rushed to Lei Luo's side, the entire ghost claw was only more than ten zhang in size, and the attack power of this claw was even weaker to the strength of the mid-stage ghost handsome.

A red light flashed in front of Lei Luo's body, and a blood-colored flying sword more than ten zhang in size quickly flew out and headed towards the ghost claw.

After only hearing a few "snorts", the flying sword and the ghost claw transformed by the evil qi canceled each other out, and the two sides were tied under this blow.

"What!" a suspicious voice came from the ghostly mist.

The Fog Ghost King didn't expect that his casual blow would be easily defused by the other party, it was a blow comparable to that of a dollar infant monk, and the other party easily followed.

"This damn evil qi!" he looked around, the blow just now was eroded by these evil qi, so the power was greatly reduced, which made the other party hard.

However, the evil qi is not the spiritual power of heaven and earth, but something carried by the monk himself.

As a ghost king, he can't affect the other party's evil qi, on the contrary, he has to maintain the ghost qi around him at all times to prevent it from being eroded.

"Just a Terran, don't be too complacent!" the Fog Ghost King felt a burst of anger for no reason.

This time, the mist around the huge grimace surged, forming hundreds of ghost claws, and these ghost claws were all as powerful as the blow just now.

These ghost claws formed and flew towards Lei Luo at full speed, but when they flew out of the ghost mist, the bodies of these ghost claws made a "silky" sound, obviously the evil qi was eroding and dissolving their power.

Lei Luo looked at the hundreds of ghost claws that attacked with a solemn face, although there was a demonic aura to offset some of the power, but this overwhelming attack was no joke.

He pinched the spell with both hands continuously, and the evil qi on Zhou's body surged, forming hundreds of blood-colored flying swords, facing the group of ghost claws.

After the ghost claw came into contact with the blood-colored flying sword this time, the power of the flying sword was not as sharp as the single flying sword that had been condensed just now, and it often took three flying swords to offset the blow of the opponent's ghost claw.

So under the bombardment of hundreds of flying swords, more than a dozen pitch-black ghost claws rushed in front of Lei Luo's body, and then they were caught off guard by these ghost claws.

Lei Luo felt a sharp pain in his soul, and the soul-nourishing wood Buddha bead in his body trembled slightly, emitting a soft light.

However, relying on this light, he can only barely maintain his consciousness, and the severe pain still needs to be borne by his willpower.

After a heart-rending pain, he finally resisted the attacks of the ghost claws with a pale face and panting, and then stood still in mid-air.

The Fog Ghost King originally thought that the overall situation had been decided after seeing Lei Luo being hit, but he didn't expect the other party to carry it over.

"Well, you've completely the king this time!" Grimace snarled.

As a ghost king, he couldn't take a Terran monk in the middle stage of Jindan for so long, which already made him extremely angry.

In addition, the person in front of him was still the culprit who destroyed his palace and killed his concubine, which made him even more angry, and he even vowed not to stop killing the other party.

"I'll show you the king's methods today!"

The huge grimace swirled in mid-air and turned into a dark green whirlwind, which contracted towards the center and converged into a human figure in the blink of an eye.

The humanoid form was disembodied at first, as if it were smoke, and then after the green light flashed around it, it began to gradually solidify, and finally turned into a young man with green pupils.

This young man looked quite handsome, with a ghostly smile on the corner of his mouth, wearing a dark green dragon robe, his face was extremely pale, and his body shape was exactly the same as that of ordinary people.

If it weren't for the fact that this person's aura was too eerie and terrifying, coupled with the scattered yin aura, just looking at his appearance, he would really think that the other party was a Terran monk.

However, he was wearing a dark green dragon robe, and the surface of the dragon robe was embroidered with a demon pattern with blue fangs, which looked hideous and abnormal.

And there is a green cloak tied around his neck, and the corners of the cloak are even more ghostly.

These all indicate that the person in front of him is the humanoid appearance of the Fog Ghost King, but most of the ghosts are formless, and it is not surprising that they can become anything, and the human form is just one of the changes.

The mist ghost king who had transformed into a human form opened his mouth and spat out, and a cloud of green light flew out of his mouth, turning into a delicate recurve bow more than four feet long in his hand.

The archery of this recurve bow is a human face and skeleton, the bow handle is an unknown animal bone, and the rest of the bow is made of pitch-black materials with some golden patterns embroidered on it.

The most strange thing is that the entire bow does not have a single bowstring, and there is not a single arrow in the hands of the Fog Ghost King.

"A mere Jindan monk can force this king to sacrifice his natal magic weapon, and he can be regarded as a well-deserved death!" said the pale face of the Fog Ghost King after a hint of gloom flashed on his face.

He held the bow in his left hand, opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood-red light that sank into the bow, and a thin blood-red bowstring appeared on the bow.

Then the Mist Ghost King raised his hand and summoned, and the pure ghost qi around him gathered in his right hand, forming a pitch-black arrow with a dark green tail.

Bending the bow and arrows, the action was done in one go, from the fog ghost king sacrificing the magic weapon to taking out the arrow, it was only two breaths, and by the time Lei Luo reacted, a pitch-black arrow had already shot out.

"Too fast!" Before he could react, the pitch-black arrow struck him in the chest and pierced through his chest in an instant.

Lei Luo only felt a sharp pain in his chest, and then the scene in front of him swirled for a while, and all the evil qi around him quickly gathered in his body.

The arrow rushed through his body, flew far away before losing its power, and then turned into a dark green netherworld power and rushed into the sky above the sea that dissipated around him.

The speed of this arrow was too fast, so that the surrounding evil qi did not have time to erode it, so the power was equal to the full force of the Fog Ghost King's blow, and there was no weakening.

Under this attack, Lei Luo's body was agitated, and a sense of powerlessness and prostration struck, and the whole person became even more powerless, and fell towards the sea below.

After a "poof", he fell into the sea below, and the surrounding sea water swallowed it up and drowned it.