The horse-faced ghost was shocked at this time, without answering, but murmured constantly:

"You are really sinking? Impossible, impossible... How could you be here? How could you be alive?"

"What are you talking nonsense?" Chen Luo was shocked by his stupid words and scolded him.

"Hurry... let me down, I have something to say to you!" The horse-faced ghost finally came to his senses and shouted excitedly.

After hesitating for a moment, Chen Luo felt that the horse-faced ghost's aura was not threatening at all. He immediately started to use his magic power and flowed into the short spear in his hand along the meridians.

As the short spear "rising" a circle of flames suddenly rose, he realized that the magic power in his dantian was quite sufficient, obviously maintaining his previous state of practicing the third level of the Unknown Heavenly Book.

He stepped forward, raised his spear and suddenly lifted his black air rope tied to the horse-faced ghost. A layer of flame slashed up like a blade, cutting the black rope open.

The horse-faced ghost fell from the copper pillar and staggered to the ground with one knee. The white mane behind the head was spread apart.

As soon as it raised its head, the tip of a musket was pressed against its eyebrows.

"Say, how could you know me?" Chen Luo shouted sternly.

The horse-faced ghost looked strange on his face. Just as he was about to speak, the altar under him suddenly vibrated violently. The rhythm seemed to be like something huge was moving towards here.

On the white bones next to them, the green ghost flames also shone tremblingly.

Chen Luo felt that his mind was trembling with the altar under his feet. He was just not sure what had happened, but suddenly felt a chill on his back, and he felt a little nervous for no reason.

Immediately afterwards, he heard a series of shouts of "Meryl Mountain, Black Mountain" sounded from the direction of the vibration. The sound was sometimes far and sometimes near, a little ethereal and uncertain, sometimes like a person shouting, and sometimes like thousands of people calling. It was really indescribable.

"Oh no, it's the old monster in Black Mountain!" The horse-faced ghost supported himself with one arm, climbed up from the ground, and screamed in shock.

Chen Luo didn't have the intention to ask the horse-faced ghost again. He looked up and saw a huge black mountain vaguely emerging in the direction of the vibration in the distance.

Even though he didn't know what kind of monster the "Black Mountain Old Demon" was, just looking at the current situation, he knew that it was definitely not easy to deal with. So he hurriedly picked up all the short guns on the ground and carried them behind his back, turned around and trotted, jumped off the altar, and planned to stay away from the place as soon as possible.

"Oh, Shen Luo, wait for me..." The horse-faced ghost shouted, jumped off the altar and chased after him.

Chen Luo ignored the horse-faced ghost and just ran forward on his own.

This man and a ghost ran forward and backward in a direction that deviated from the "Black Mountain Old Demon".

However, before they could run far, Shen Luo heard a gust of wind whistling behind them. He couldn't help looking back and his heart suddenly became shaking.

I saw the yellow cloud above the altar suddenly surged rapidly, and a huge distorted face appeared inside.

The ghost face was unclear, and he could only vaguely see the blurred facial features. His mouth suddenly opened wide, and a huge hole spread across the entire cheek. The yellow clouds inside were tumbling and rolling, and a breathtaking suction force was heard.

Immediately afterwards, Shen Luo saw the entire altar under the giant face shaking violently, and suddenly rose up. Amid the shrill roars of the ghosts, they flew into the mouth of the giant face together with the ten white bones Jingguans.

"Hehehe, don't want to escape..." A strange laugh came from the sky.

However, the giant face suddenly tilted, from looking down at the earth vertically, it turned into a squint forward. The yellow clouds around it suddenly became extremely dark, turning into howling wind, chasing them towards the sinking.

Chen Luo cursed in his heart, but he didn't know what to do, so he could only run forward desperately.

"It's useless. This old monster in Black Mountain is the ghost king in the out-of-body stage. You and I can't escape it at all." The horse-faced ghost shouted loudly from behind.

As soon as they finished speaking, the yellow cloud above their heads suddenly turned black, and the clouds surged violently, and a huge black hand poked out from it, rushing down like a five-fingered mountain.

Chen Luo looked up and saw that the huge giant hand was really covering the sky. At their speed, they could not escape from the coverage of it. It was meaningless to continue rushing forward.

"Just die, fight..." He made up his mind, suddenly stopped and turned around.

He raised his hand to take a short gun from his body, poured his mana into it, held it with one hand, ran forward with a little help, waved his arm and threw it out diagonally.

The moment the short spear injected his magic power, a circle of red flames rose on the surface, carrying a sound of breaking through the air, and shot towards the giant black hand like an arrow.

A "boom" sounded loudly!

The moment the flame spear shot into the giant hand, it exploded directly.

However, the small short gun was too small compared to the giant hand covering the sky. Even if it exploded, it was just like a small firework lit up in the night. After a flash, it disappeared immediately.

The black giant hand didn't even pause for a moment, and continued to press downwards.

"It's useless, I can't stop it..." The horse-faced ghost stood side by side with Chen Luo, shaking his head repeatedly.

Chen Luo frowned, and then took a short spear from his body, injected mana again, turned into a flame spear and threw it into the air.

A shot flew out, followed by another shot, and the howling sounded repeatedly.

He actually threw out all the remaining six flame guns that were also magic weapons in one breath.

Although he was unable to truly control magic weapons, his power exerted by forceful infusion of brute force and mana is still far greater than that of ordinary talisman tools.

"Boom boom boom..."

The sound of explosions in the sky continued to explode, and the power of musket explosions was layered up, and finally, from a ball of small fireworks, it gathered into a huge sea of ​​fire.

Chen Luo didn't care about the result, and after stroking in his sleeves, he took out the small gun about a foot long and emitting a cold air.

He held the small gun tightly with both hands, and the nameless martial arts in his body were circulating at a rapid speed. His magic power surged out of his dantian without reservation, almost all of it poured into it.

The crystal-clear spear suddenly rose white light, and it turned out to be an ice spear about a foot long.

"go!"
Chapter completed!