"You... Don''t talk nonsense. It''s just a legend. No one has seen it." Nalan Ziyan didn''t believe it in his words, but his voice didn''t have any confidence.
"Well, I''ll talk about the ghost King later... I said, how can you be scared like this by several little ghosts? Even if you haven''t recovered from your injury, it''s impossible for this level of lonely ghosts and wild ghosts to hurt you. Besides, you have spirit level talisman protection. These little ghosts can''t help you at all."
"What do you know? For women, it''s not necessarily that they are more powerful than her, such as cockroaches and caterpillars... Eech, it''s disgusting! They''re afraid to think about it..." Nalan Ziyan stamped his feet again and again.
Shaking his head, Shen Lang raised his head and looked ahead. He saw that the endless ghost fog seemed to be attracted by the two people and was slowly gathering here.
The fog around them was getting thicker and thicker, and there was a feeling that they couldn''t melt away.
Shen Lang said thoughtfully: "It is said that this dark forest is an ancient cemetery where many people who died in the war were buried. Many of the dead warriors were very angry. After death, they turned into fierce ghosts full of resentment. They were extremely jealous of the warriors who passed through here. Once they met them, they usually rushed up in groups. Many mercenaries were well prepared to enter here, but in the end All disappeared without a trace. "
"Do you need to say that? Hey, you know the evil door here, and you have to come here?" Nalan Ziyan said with an ugly face.
"It seems that there is really a generation gap... Don''t you understand what I mean? I mean, these ghosts are so ferocious, but more than an hour has passed since we entered here. Do you see several ghosts attacking us? Don''t you think it''s strange that these ghosts just gather together and follow us without fighting?" Shen Lang turned his eyes and said.
Nalan Ziyan was slightly stunned: "I''m surprised when you say so. The most frightening thing in the dark forest is how countless ghosts attack us. It has always been these poisonous insects, sometimes several solitary monsters?"
"If I didn''t guess wrong, we might have been... Oh, no, we were stared at by ghosts." a silver line lit up in Shen Lang''s eyes and slowly scanned around.
Under the broken false silver eyes, there are ghosts everywhere!
There are some high-level ghosts equivalent to Lingwu realm!
When Shen Lang said this, Nalan Ziyan trembled, subconsciously took his left hand and said: "You... Don''t talk nonsense. We don''t have any treasures. As for the ghosts in the dark forest to deal with us in such an organized way? Besides, these ghosts can''t have such tacit understanding with each other and are unwilling to attack. They just follow around us?"
"They may not have a tacit understanding, but if there is a force behind them... For example, there is a ghost king, it''s easy to explain all this." Shen Lang turned slowly and checked everything around.
Shen Lang said that Nalan Ziyan''s face became ugly again.
"Do you mean that now the ghosts don''t attack us, but keep gathering. It''s the ghost king who is causing trouble? What are we waiting for? Just go back and kill out! When the ghosts in the whole forest gather together, even if you have three heads and six arms, we can''t get out! Without the ghost King''s hand, countless kids can drown us!"
"I''m afraid it''s too late." Shen Lang said, looking at the air ahead.
In the void ahead, the endless gray fog began to roll like life, and there was a breathtaking scream.
As soon as the gray fog in front moved, the gray fog in all directions immediately began to force Shen Lang and them.
Nalan Ziyan''s face turned pale. At the moment, she naturally knew that the gray fog was melted by ghosts.
With so many ghosts around, it''s impossible to get away without flying spirit tools
The ghosts in the dark forest are much stronger than those in the outside world, full of hostility, and many more advanced ghosts are very smart and difficult to deal with.
If ordinary martial artists are entangled by these ghosts and can''t get rid of them early, their blood essence will soon be sucked into a corpse.
And the soul will become a lonely ghost, a part of the ghost fog in the dark forest.
From then on, I fell into a ghost road and couldn''t get away.
"Jie Jie!"
The sound of strange laughter came from the sky. The sound swayed, making it difficult to distinguish the direction.
Then the ghosts in all directions began to scream and scream, and the sound was higher and higher.
And the surrounding gray fog, which was still relatively calm, immediately surged like a tide.
Nalan Ziyan pulled Shen Lang''s hand harder. She gasped and said, "if the ghost King Lingwu realm, with your cultivation, it should still be manageable? The people who besieged you before are experts in the six or seven days of Lingwu realm."
"See what you mean, I want to be the ghost king of our team. You can deal with these overwhelming ghosts?" Shen Lang said puzzled.
"Fart!"
"So, you want to deal with the ghost king by yourself, and I''ll deal with these kids?"
Nalan Ziyan turned his eyes and said angrily, "if there were only ten or eight kids, I could pack them. Now there are so many..."
"How?"
"It''s all up to you. Go up and kill them. Anyway, you won''t let you turn back. I can''t hold you down and wave flags and shout for me to be the pioneer."
"... you''re really Frank." Shen Lang said a little speechless, "what you think is too simple. The ghost king comes and goes without a trace, but flying can escape. It''s much more difficult than the ghost wolf king. Even if the ghost King''s cultivation is really the peak of Lingwu realm, I''m afraid I can''t help him. He consumes all our energy. Besides..."
"What? Can''t you finish it in a breath? It''s annoying!" Nalan Ziyan was so angry that he jumped his feet, plump and trembled up and down the peak, looking at the Shen waves.
"Cough!" Shen Lang said with a dry cough, "besides, the ghost king is the legend of the peak cultivation in the Lingwu realm. It seems that it was more than 20 years ago. I personally feel that even if this guy is very bad, swallowing imps here every day, he may have tossed into the Xuanwu realm in the past 20 years... Eh!"
Looking down, Shen Lang was a little stunned. He saw that Nalan Ziyan''s fingernails had sunk deep into the flesh of his arm.
"Asshole, you didn''t mean to scare me, did you say that? Don''t talk nonsense, you crow mouth. It will be terrible if you get it right." Nalan Ziyan looked around nervously.
"Fortunately, my skin is rough and my flesh is thick, or I''ll be strangled by you..." Shen Lang muttered.
"Hoo!" Nalan Ziyan suddenly loosened his five fingers, then smiled and said, "I think too much, but I''m just dead. There''s a big difference between the old ghost''s Xuanwu realm and Wang Wujing."
She said, her head gently on Shen Lang''s arm, and her whole body was completely relaxed.
"Lying trough, it''s a waste of you not to be an actor. Your face changes so fast!" Shen Lang said in a daze.
"Did you hate me when I chased you so much?" Nalan asked.
"Yes." Shen Lang replied very simply.
Nalan Ziyan''s face was gloomy for a while, but he heard Shen Lang suddenly say, "but it was the first few years. Later, he got used to it. After you went to Jialan college, no one chased me again. I also felt very bored. I slept most of the time."
Nalan Ziyan raised his head fiercely and looked at Shen Lang in a daze. After a while, he released his hand, "Hua La", and took out a thick silver chain.
The chain released silver light and spiraled to protect her in the center.
This is her spirit tool "silver Jiao chain".
"Around is a dead, fight! What shit ghost king, afraid of his bird!" Nalan Ziyan finally recovered the original fierce and brave side.
Shen Lang said, "pay attention to your quality. There are many people here... Many ghosts are watching."
"How do you say that?" Nalan said with a smile.
"I should say... I''m afraid he''s an egg!" Shen Lang shouted violently.
"..." Nalan Ziyan gave him a white eye directly.
At this time, the ghosts in the air were furious and roared when they saw that there were no one else.
Among the noisy ghost sounds, there are several very sharp and low voices, like a woman crying, which makes people very upset and uneasy.
Nalan Ziyan just heard a few words and immediately felt his mind was turbulent and his mind became dizzy.
"It''s a ghostly sound! Among these ghosts, there are ghosts with accomplishments above Lingwu!" Nalan Ziyan''s face changed greatly.
"Haunting ghost sound" is no better than the sound of ordinary ghosts. The sound of ordinary ghosts can only frighten people at most, and it can''t play much role for most martial artists with strong mind.
But "ghost sound" is a gifted spell of high-level ghosts. It can be used only by ghosts above Lingwu realm.
When facing the enemy, once you cast it, you can make the opponent whose cultivation is lower than that of casting magic ghosts fall into a trance and fall into a dreamland.
When you fall into a dreamland, you will be like fish on the board and be slaughtered.
It''s really the art of Yin damage!
Nalan Ziyan was a little careless and took all the sounds he heard as ordinary ghosts howling. After a while, he said, his eyelids became more and more heavy, and he felt like falling into a deep sleep immediately.
To her death, she knew all this in her heart, but she felt that the blood in her body was countercurrent and difficult to turbulence.
"Shen Lang... Shen Lang!" Nalan Ziyan kept Shen Lang''s name in his heart.
It was at this time that it seemed that some ghost caught the opportunity, and a shadow flashed in the air and went straight to Nalan purple smoke!
"Hum!"
Nalan Ziyan heard Shen Lang''s cold hum, and then saw a sharp knife light flash in the air.
The ghost that came to his face was cut in half in an instant. Without even screaming, it dissipated in the air.
Then, an arm stretched out and gently stroked her neck. A cool feeling immediately circulated all over her body, making her wake up and regain control of her body again.
Feeling the warmth of the palm of his hand, Nalan Ziyan had a strange feeling in his heart. He lowered his head, hid his face with his hair and said, "what a strange ghost sound. Just listening to a little, he was caught... Thank you..."
"Don''t hurry to thank me, that egg... Er, old ghost, has come." Shen Lang carried Tianshui blade on his shoulder and locked his eyes on a huge tree in the left direction.