Qin Ziyang's figure quickly swept towards the Ghost Mist Canyon under the wrapping of the Blood Poison Flag, because the aura emitted by the Blood Poison Flag was very similar to the ghost fog in this Ghost Mist Canyon, there was no ghost fog to harass him in a short period of time.

After a while, the quacking of the ghosts and the roars of the dozen or so monks were no longer in his ears, and the surrounding environment had changed dramatically.

The originally bare stone wall was occupied by a kind of low purple-black ghost grass like a creeper, winding upward, and at a glance, the stone wall on both sides was full of purple-black seas.

Even most of the road under his feet was paved with purple-black ghost grass, leaving only a narrow path.

Qin Ziyang frowned slightly, and casually sacrificed a fireball talisman in his hand, turning into a huge fireball and rushing into the weird ghost grass.

"Boom!"

A series of burning sounds kept coming, but in only three or four breaths, the fireball was strangely extinguished, as if it had been drowned by something.

"Click!"

He had just taken two steps forward when there was a crisp sound under his feet, and when he looked down, he saw that it was a rotten skeleton that was only a black-gray broken bone, which he had trampled into powder.

"It doesn't matter what kind of ghost grass you are, if you dare to block Qin's way, you will dig your roots and destroy your Dao system!" Qin Ziyang snorted coldly, and his right hand slammed the spirit beast bag on his waist.

"Buzz ......"

Suddenly, a violent buzzing sound resounded throughout the canyon, and I saw a large number of spirit devouring insects flying out of Qin Ziyang's spirit beast bag, viciously rushing towards the ghost grass.

The ghost grass seemed to have sensed the menacing attack of the Spirit Eater Worm, and the Ghost Grass that was originally spread on both sides of the stone wall and on the ground immediately swept towards the overwhelming Spirit Devouring Worm in the sky without wind.

In an instant, the Spirit Devouring Worm became entangled with this strange ghost grass, opening its mouth and constantly devouring the oncoming ghost grass, and the rich yin qi and ghost qi were constantly absorbed by them.

The branches and leaves of these ghost grasses are slender and have jagged edges, like sharp teeth. The leaf surface bends to form a ditch, and the jet-black sap is highly poisonous, and a large number of soul eaters are constantly poisoned by this poison and fall from mid-air.

"Buzz...... Buzz!"

A low buzzing sound came from above Qin Ziyang's head, and he saw that the jade spirit worm, which rarely came forward, crawled out of his hair, raised two small tentacles and waved continuously, and a faint weird ripple flashed out of its body, rushing into the swarm of soul devouring insects.

With the help of the Jade Spirit Worms, the bodies of this group of Spirit Devouring Insects suddenly more than doubled in size, and each of them became extremely fierce, lying viciously in this ghost grass, devouring these ghost grasses!

Soon, not only the ghost grass on the ground, but even the ghost grass on the stone walls on both sides was devoured by this group of spirit devouring insects, and became bare.

With the disappearance of this ghost grass, the road on the ground became clear again, and this group of soul devouring insects also lost more than a thousand, some of them were poisoned by the venom of the ghost grass, but more of them were strangled into meat sauce by this ghost grass!

After the ghost grass was devoured, the jade spirit insects above Qin Ziyang's head also flew into the sky, surrounded by this group of spirit devouring insects, and a large cloud of jet-black yin qi and ghost qi mixed breath was sprayed out by this group of spirit devouring insects, drowning the jade spirit insects in it.

This jade spirit insect not only did not feel the slightest discomfort in this rich ghost aura, but opened its mouth and continued to devour this cloud of ghost qi.

Soon, this group of soul devouring insects spewed out most of the ghost qi they had received, leaving only a small part for themselves, and their bodies shrunk back to their original shape.

After the jade spirit worm absorbed this cloud of ghost qi, Qin Ziyang took a little spirit beast bag, and this group of spirit devouring insects all shrouded him again, and he took back the spirit beast bag. And the jade spirit worm also re-burrowed into his hair.

"Knock! knock!"

Just as Qin Ziyang was about to get back on the road, there was a sudden tremor in the ghost fog in front of him, and tall black shadows appeared in front of him.

"What the hell?" Qin Ziyang was puzzled, this ghost fog canyon was only halfway through, and he encountered so many ghosts, I don't know what kind of ghost thing is attacking this time?

He slapped the five yin pockets, and a series of nine flying swords of different colors and styles appeared beside him, and his divine thoughts surged out, controlling these nine flying swords to turn into nine streamers, rushing towards the black shadow in the ghost mist!

These nine flying swords were all spiritual weapons of the monk who died in Qin Ziyang's hands, and he selected them to use them temporarily. This is also because he has a strong divine mind, and he can control nine flying swords at the same time, but if he is another monk, controlling three to five flying swords is dwarfed!

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!!"

"Boom!"

"When the !!"

The piercing sound of breaking the air sounded, and I saw that the nine flying swords formed a semi-circular formation and collided with the figure in the darkness, and there was a series of metal collision sounds, and there were even a large number of sparks!

With this large number of sparks, Qin Ziyang finally saw the true face of this group of black shadows, which were actually a group of zombies with black and yellow skin and hard as iron!

From a rough point of view, there are at least a dozen of these zombies!

"Roar!!

An angry roar came from the front, and I saw that several of the dozen zombies were holding several flying swords that trembled violently. With their angry roars, they violently used force in their hands, and they actually pinched these flying swords in half!

"Poof!"

Qin Ziyang wiped a trace of blood from the corner of his mouth, although he had not undergone sacrificial training in these nine flying swords, he did not have a trace of his own divine thoughts on the flying swords. This time it was destroyed by this group of zombies, and the divine mind was also affected a little.

"There are so many zombies in the Jindan stage!" Qin Ziyang's eyes changed, but at this time, there was no way to retreat, so he could only rush forward!

He slapped the storage bag, and the blood poison flag roared out, turning into a cloud of poisonous mist that enveloped him.

Then, a drop of essence blood slowly floated out and landed on the Zhusheng Sword that was sacrificed later. Today, it is inevitable to use the Seven Kills Sword Destruction to break through the ghost fog blockade!

"Roar!!

Just as Qin Ziyang was about to sacrifice the Zhusheng Sword, a low roar suddenly sounded in his ears, as if it had penetrated into his soul.

In the midst of his sea of consciousness, the Soul Crying Mirror suddenly trembled violently at this time, and the strange ape behind the mirror clenched his hands into fists and roared angrily towards the sky. His eyes were blood-red, and the demon tattoo on his chest opened his mouth to laugh, as if he wanted to bite something.

Qin Ziyang raised his forehead with his right hand, and a bronze-colored ancient mirror suddenly appeared in his hand, and the bronze light on the back of the ancient mirror flashed wildly.

On his back, a monster ape with gray-white hair all over his body roared in the sky, and his blood-red eyes stared at the zombies in the ghost fog in front of him.

On the monster ape's chest, the ghost-faced tattoo also shook wildly, and a silver-gray mist erupted from its mouth, slowly drifting onto the hands of the strange ape's phantom.

In Qin Ziyang's surprised gaze, this silver-gray mist actually formed two thick chains with a large number of barbs.

"Roar!!

The strange ape roared angrily, and with a wave of his hands, the two thick silver-gray chains turned into two huge monster pythons, and rushed towards the dozen or so zombies!

Qin Ziyang looked at the two chains that shimmered silver-gray with strange barbs, and his dusty memory finally recalled the identity of this strange ape.

"It's ...... Hellish Torture Beast!"