"Don't let me find you!"

Dongfang Mo's figure shook and turned into a afterimage. He easily threw away the ghost behind him and rushed towards the top of the mountain.

In a short while, he rushed out thousands of feet and entered a height of eighty thousand feet in the blink of an eye.

When we arrived here, the spiritual energy around us was so rich that it could be seen by the naked eye, but the confusion was also sticky, and as the spiritual energy penetrated into its body.

What made him breathe a little relieved was that the cluster of flames in his body was still burning continuously, and whenever a confusion entered, it would be burned cleanly.

Dongfang Mo looked at the dusty and dry bones under his feet, and his brows frowned slightly. It seemed that not only was the spiritual energy here, but the yin energy was also so strong that it was outrageous.

For some reason, when he arrived here, he always felt like he was being peeped at all times.

Just as his heartstrings were tense, he saw thick black smoke rising from the bones dozens of feet around him and suddenly emerged.

The next moment, the black smoke condensed and twisted, turning into dozens or hundreds of tall human figures, which were just ghosts.

Dongfang Mo's heart was beating wildly. Looking at so many ghosts, he finally knew why he felt like he was being peeped.

So the magic armor was once again integrated into the two vitality, and the magic power was aroused, and his eyes were looking around with vigilance.

At this moment, all the unscrupulous ghosts rushed towards him, blocking all their retreats from all directions.

Dongfang Mo gasped in the air conditioner.

At the critical moment, he reached out to grab the storage bag and took out an inconspicuous dagger.

Holding the hilt of the sword in one hand, the magic power injected into it, and flirted with the black smoke that was coming.

"Huh!"

In an instant, a fiery red sword light several feet long soared into the sky and slashed towards the black smoke in front of him.

"Squeak!"

The sword light instantly cut the three balls of black smoke in front of him into six pieces. The smoke made a scream of horror, and immediately dissipated and stopped rushing.

Dongfang Mo was stunned and looked at the dagger in his hand, but he didn't expect it to be effective.

This sword is the fire ion that Ge Yun sent him when he first entered the palace gate.

This fire ion is just a low-level magic weapon. Since his strength has improved, he has been almost forgotten in the corner. Now that he is in a crisis, he only thinks of this thing. Unexpectedly, after a try, it will have miraculous effects on these ghosts.

So he raised his hand and fell, and in the blink of an eye, the fire filled the sky around him, and red sword energy slashed, slashed, and stabbed, cutting the bodies of the ghost spirits.

The terrifying screams echoed one after another in my heart, and all the ghosts around me disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"call!"

Dongfang Mo breathed a long sigh. After this, his magic power was really consumed a lot.

"Click!"

But at this moment, a noisy sound rang around it.

Dongfang Mo's expression condensed and his eyes swept around.

The next moment, he widened his eyes.

I saw a lot of dry bones around me floating up under the black air. Each bone was pieced together to form a skeleton rack.

Some of these skeleton racks have cracks on their heads, and some have a broken rib, making their empty eyes look extremely weird.

Looking at the dense army of skeletons around him, he probably had to count them by a hundred. When he heard more strange noises coming from the depths of the confusion, he guessed that even the number was not limited to this.

After assembling the last bone on the body, these skeleton troops took steps, stomping the dry bones under their feet from time to time, making a crackling sound.
Chapter completed!