With Zhang Yiming shouting, a faint green light shot out of the treasure mirror, and when he looked closely, he was a little crazy.

The ghost ghost didn't know what trick Zhang Yiming was playing, but he saw that the ghost who was illuminated by the green light seemed to be frozen, and couldn't move for half a minute. The ghost was very surprised, the ghosts in his "Ten Thousand Ghost Devouring Soul Banner" have been in captivity for thousands of years, and many of them have reached the power of the upper level ghosts, the ghost ghosts continue to urge the ghosts, wanting to forcibly break through Zhang Yiming's confinement, those ghosts can still struggle in place at first, and slowly there are signs of melting again, under the illumination of green light, like ice cubes under the scorching sun, they begin to melt little by little, and the ghosts' faces are becoming more and more hideous, very painful.

The ghost was frightened in his heart, he quickly put away the small flag, the ghosts that were released just now were as many as three layers, and they were all slowly annihilated under the illumination of that mirror, no matter how he urged it, he couldn't shake half a cent of the green light.

A smile appeared on the corner of Zhang Yiming's mouth, he never expected that the Soul Heavenly Treasure Mirror would be the nemesis of these things.

"Poof~"

With a pop, the ghosts covered in green light all turned to ashes.

The ghost was frightened, and he didn't dare to release the ghost in the Soul Eater Banner again, and he didn't know what kind of treasure the treasure mirror was, he knew that the Ten Thousand Ghost Soul Eater Banner was useless to Zhang Yiming, unless he smashed his treasure mirror first.

"Give me death!"

The ghost waved his big hand, raising a gust of wind, and the spear in his hand shot away, causing ripples that seemed to distort space, I have to say that the spear in the hand of the ghost can be regarded as a divine weapon, and it resisted Zhang Yiming's golden hoop stick once before, leaving no trace.

The spear shot directly at the Heavenly Treasure Mirror, Zhang Yiming was also agile, opened his mouth, swallowed the Heavenly Treasure Mirror in one bite, and then picked up the golden hoop stick and picked it sideways, knocking away the spear that shot from the sky, the ghost ghost was not vegetarian, he dodged and swooped in from the air, the huge ghost movement was not clumsy at all, but extremely brisk, the spear that was picked up by Zhang Yiming returned to the hands of the ghost ghost, the ghost ghost's hands were full of black gas, and the black gas surrounded the spear, which was extremely cold.

Zhang Yiming felt that the ghost was extraordinary, and he didn't dare to take it lightly, and the golden hoop stick in his hand was his biggest reliance. Relying on melee physical resistance alone, Zhang Yiming must not be afraid, his weakness is in terms of immortal power, in the Netherworld, immortal power is basically not replenished, if you blindly use magic weapons or immortal arts, it will consume more than melee combat.

"Qiang~"

The sound of the golden hoop rod and the spear colliding together was extremely crisp, and the fluctuations of a circle of fighting spread out in all directions, and the ghost pawn with slightly weaker strength was directly hit, and the ashes flew and the aftermath of the battle.

Zhang Yiming's chaotic maternal body was extremely strong, and the ghost ghost was not able to get the slightest benefit in his hands. After a few more collisions, the Netherworld seemed to be a little weaker.

The little crow seemed to be a bystander, standing leisurely behind Zhang Yiming, as if all this was none of his business, and by the way, he combed his feathers with a black and purple bird's peck.

The nameless wild ghost was trembling on the side, he saw that Zhang Yiming and the ghost were fighting evenly between the top and bottom, and he had palpitations, and thought to himself, it was better to run fast, otherwise he would be smashed into a meatloaf by the kid's stick in the cave.

The nameless ghost is an old Jianghu, the ghost brought by the ghost ghost was killed by Zhang Yiming a lot in the cave, and some of the remaining weaker ones were killed and injured by the aftermath of Zhang Yiming's battle with the ghost ghost, he looked around, and saw that Zhang Yiming's strength seemed to be not weaker than the ghost ghost, in case the ghost lost, this person and a bird would definitely not let him go. With a roll of his eyes, the nameless wild ghost was ready to slip away by chance, waiting until the battle came to an end.

Just as the nameless wild ghost moved, the little crow on the side felt a movement, stopped the bird pecking with its feathers, and opened its mouth to spew out a fireball. In an instant, it pierced the chest of the nameless ghost and knocked the nameless ghost flying. The nameless ghost screamed and disappeared into the jungle.

This small episode did not affect Zhang Yiming's battle with the ghost.

The battle lasted for a short time, and the ghost was completely at a disadvantage, Zhang Yiming's golden hoop rod was indestructible, and the ghost ghost's spear showed signs of being invincible.

"Break it for me!" Zhang Yiming shouted, the golden hoop stick swept and smashed the ghost ghost's spear, and the golden hoop stick smashed into the ghost ghost's body through the spear, smashing him directly from the air to the ground.

"Uh-huh" the ghost snorted, barely trying to get to his feet.

"Good boy, although I don't know where you are sacred, but you are the first in thousands of years to force Ben to this part. The ghost was not angry, and looked at Zhang Yiming calmly and said.

The ghost knows that if he doesn't show some real skills today, it is impossible to get rid of this hard stubble that inexplicably appeared in the 100,000 mountains of the Netherworld, if he continues to consume it, he will not be able to take advantage of it, and there is still a beast behind Zhang Yiming who is eyeing him.

"I don't want to be your enemy, how about you let me go, and I won't entangle with you?" Zhang Yiming was also anxious, he didn't have much effort to delay here, although he had the upper hand in fighting with the ghost, but it was really better than him, on the other hand, Zhang Yiming was worried about causing too much movement and attracting other powerful existences, after all, in other people's territory, it was always good to keep a low profile.

The ghost didn't pay attention to Zhang Yiming, he had already scolded Zhang Yiming eight hundred times in his heart, the old Taoist priest ran away, the treasure was gone, and he had to catch one and go back to give an explanation to that one, otherwise he couldn't eat and walked around.

Now I have to use that, that powerful existence has used demonic qi infusion on him, and outsiders can't detect it at all under the suppression of ghostly energy, but once it is completely released, the demonic qi leaks out, although it will bring a little trouble, but the feeling of skyrocketing strength makes the ghost very intoxicated.

"Drink!"

The ghost shouted, and the purple qi in his whole body skyrocketed inexplicably, and the ghost qi in his original body was covered by the purple qi, and his eyes turned purple.

"What is this" Zhang Yiming felt a little uncomfortable, and he noticed a chill coming from the ghost ghost, as if the ghost was using some kind of secret method. When he was in the small world of chaos, Zhang Yiming also heard the monkey say that there were many secret methods in the three realms, and he could improve his strength at the cost of something.

"Ah~" Xiao Yao also felt that something was wrong, and chirped at Zhang Yiming, as if to remind him.

"Come on. Zhang Yiming held the golden hoop stick, he wanted to see what tricks this ghost was playing. The golden rod instantly became longer, and with a single stick, it slammed down on the ghost.

"Ji Ji~" The ghost laughed, after releasing the demonic energy, his strength rose more than one notch, this kid didn't know whether he was alive or dead, and he dared to resist. How could these little people understand the strength of that adult, if it weren't for the fact that the time was not ripe, the ghost would have wanted to directly hit the Ghost King City with his own demonic qi infusion.

The originally shattered spear was newly condensed in the hands of the Nether Ghost, but the difference was that this spear was condensed by purple qi, and the size of the spear was more than twice as large.

"Death for me!" The ghost made a move, killing Zhang Yiming with the purple qi that surrounded him.

"Not good" Zhang Yiming noticed that it was too late to notice that something was wrong, and after a loud collision, the golden hoop stick was knocked out, and the spear directly pierced Zhang Yiming's body and flew upside down.

"Hurry up, you're no match for him. Miao Lian's voice suddenly sounded.

Miao Lian had long sensed the familiar aura, but she didn't know what it was. Now I see the purple qi of the ghost leaking out, it is clearly demonic qi, exactly the same as what I saw in Lingshan that day. It seems that even the Netherworld has been infiltrated, and Miao Lian only feels a chill in her heart.

Zhang Yiming is not a fool, he knows that he will not fall, he originally wanted to try the depth of the ghost hole card, but he didn't expect that three times two divided by two was poked a hole in his body, although it is nothing for his strong body, but it also takes a lot of effort to recover, especially in the netherworld without a trace of aura, it is even more troublesome, and the worst point is that above the penetrated wound, there seems to be a looming purple qi in the erosion of the immortal qi in his body.

Miao Lian felt that something was not good, Zhang Yiming did not dare not be vigilant, after all, Miao Lian's strength he had seen with his own eyes. Zhang Yiming put away the golden hoop stick that flew out, turned over his body, and was about to leave.

said that it was too late, and the ghost had no intention of letting Zhang Yiming leave, and continued to stab with a spear, cutting through the void, and the purple qi was so strong that Zhang Yiming was about to die on the ground.

Maybe the ghost was a little careless, he thought that it was impossible for Zhang Yiming to escape this spear after receiving a blow from his five-layer skill, but he forgot the barefoot black crow who had been watching from the sidelines.

The little crow had already noticed the strangeness here, and when he saw the spear that came from him, the little crow shook his wings, and countless feathers escaped, forming a barrier when the spear flew in, protecting Zhang Yiming behind him.

Strange to say, although the spear pierced through the feathers, it was still fended off after all, and the crow sprayed several fireballs at the ghost in succession.

"Let's go!" Zhang Yiming called.

The little crow did not hesitate, and plundered towards Zhang Yiming, as if a person and a bird had already had a tacit understanding, Zhang Yiming jumped on the back of the little crow, and in this way, the little crow carried Zhang Yiming through the dark night of the Netherworld Mansion and took off.

The ghost shot out a few fireballs, and Zhang Yiming had already disappeared in place. The ghost was about to chase it, but it seemed to think of something and endured it. The ghost and self-confidence, his speed is definitely able to stop the barefoot black crow and kill this person and a bird, but in this way, the demonic energy on his body will inevitably attract attention. As long as you want to endure it.

Looking at the direction in which Zhang Yiming left, the ghost gritted his teeth with hatred, and was about to take out his anger with the nameless wild ghost, surrounded by it, this kid had long disappeared.