The ice spear broke through the sky, leaving a white mark, and soon encountered the giant hand. However, it did not directly shatter like a short flame spear, but broke through a layer of protection outside the giant hand and pierced it in the middle of the palm.

Immediately afterwards, a loud "crack" sound in the sky was heard, and a layer of white cold air spread directly with the ice spear as the center, wrapping the black giant hand in it.

But the black giant hand just rolled up the green ghost flame on the surface of his body, swept all the cold air and emptied it, and continued to slowly press down without any pause.

Seeing this, Chen Luo's face was ashes, and knew that he would die again. Moreover, with the terrifying strength of the Black Mountain Old Demon, even if he was resurrected again, the hope of escaping was extremely slim.

"Forget it, forgot! I'll send you a ride, it's not in vain to meet you." At this moment, the horse-faced ghost next to him suddenly sighed, then opened his mouth and spit it out. A red light flashed between his tongue, and two small bright red flowers flew out of it, and threw one of them to Shen Luo.

"This is...what are you going to do?" Chen Luo subconsciously took the red light and was stunned.

With a horse-faced ghost, it is not as good as his own. Is there any way to find a way to escape?

The horse-faced ghost had thrown the red flower in his hand into his mouth and swallowed it directly.

Immediately afterwards, he let out a long roar on the sky, and a large striking red light suddenly burst out from his body, and his breath continued to rise, as if there was no sky forever. The bystanders immediately flew backwards more than ten feet away, feeling his scalp numb and his hair stood up, as if he was facing a nameless little ghost in front of him, but a ghost like a giant beast holding the sky.

"Hey, you are..."

A surprising light ejaculation suddenly came from the sky, and the giant hand that was pressing down actually paused in the air.

The horse-faced ghost ignored it at all. Instead, he suddenly took it out of his arms and added a black brush about a foot long in his hand, which looked a little more void above his head.

The black brush is like cast by fine iron, with dense runes carved on the pen pole. At the moment when the horse-faced ghost was pointed out, a dazzling red light lit up on the tip of the pen, and red runes flew out from it.

When Chen Luo saw that all the runes gathered above his head, it seemed to be condensed into an article. However, he could not recognize the Chinese characters and could only vaguely see the words "Impossess the Ghosts, Kill the Evil".

As soon as the rune chapter was completed, it suddenly turned into a huge red light and rushed into the sky. Amid the thunderous "boom" sound, the black giant hand was beaten backwards step by step until it retracted into the clouds.

Chen Luo was stunned.

"Soul-grabbing pen, impeaching ghost poem, soul-grabbing messenger... it's you, soul-grabbing horse's face?" In the distant sky, the old monster of Black Mountain came the shocked and angry voice, echoing endlessly.

"Soul-grabbing horse face?" Chen Luo felt shocked and suspicious when he heard this.

The horse-faced ghost ignored the roar of the old monster in Black Mountain, took back the black pen in his hand, and slashed into the void.

The red light suddenly appeared before the tip of the pen. The originally empty void actually tore open a narrow crack about three feet wide and a long one-meter long for the red light, and bursts of gray and white mist overflowed from it.

Before Chen Luo could figure out what was going on, he saw the horse-faced ghost suddenly grin at him, then kicked him directly.

He was kicked so hard that he staggered, and fell backwards into the gap.

The old ghost on horse face and the black pen in his hand lit up blood and red light at the same time, and both of them dissipated like powder at the same time.

The last word from the horse-faced ghost came from the sinking ears: "The flowers withered and the people died, a cup of tea..."

The next moment, the gap in the void disappeared, and only the roar of the old demon in Black Mountain was still echoing in the void, but the sound drifted further and further until it disappeared.

After a dizzy turn, Shen Luo felt a flower in front of him, and he appeared in another place with a bright red flower tightly.

At this moment, he was tightly wrapped in the red light emitted from the red flowers, standing in a strange place surrounded by a faint gray and white mist. Not far away in front of him was a huge archway more than ten feet high, which was pitch black all over, exuding evil spirits.

There should have been three, four pillars and seven floors, but for some reason, half of the left collapsed, leaving only three pillars and two intact. There is a copper bell the size of a human head hanging under the eaves on the top.

But what's strange is that the copper bell was shaking in the wind, but no sound came from it.

Chen Luo frowned and looked carefully at the center of the archway.

Seeing this, he couldn't help but take a breath, and saw three ancient seal characters engraved on the plaque:

"gate of hell."

"Gate of Ghost...isn't this the place of Yin Ming? How could I get here?"

Chen Luo was extremely shocked, and there were many rumors about this place in his mind.

This is where people will come after death!

More importantly, why did the Holy Horse-Mist know himself, and even sacrifice himself to send him away?

He looked at the plaque again and was sure that the words on it were indeed three big characters "Gate of Hell", and below the three big characters, there were three huge "hate" written in black and red blood.

"Hate, hate, hate"

The three words of hatred are connected in a row, each of which is cursive and cursive. The more you go back, the more crazy the brushstrokes are. It seems that the person who writes the hatred is getting heavier and heavier. The lower edge of the font is flowing out of winding blood lines, which makes it look more and more hideous and terrifying.

"First, I was in the face of a soul-catching horse, but now I'm at the gate of hell again. Could it be that there is still a road to the underworld?" Chen Luo was puzzled and looked at the back of the archway.

I saw that behind the archway, there was actually a road paved with yellow sand, winding into the distance, hidden in the gray and white mist, and bright red flowers bloomed scattered on both sides of the road.

The calyx of this flower grows alone, the inflorescence on the top is like an umbrella, the petals are rolling like dragon claws, and the color is like blood drops. It is exactly the same as the one in his hand, all of which are the other side flowers.

Legend has it that on the road to the underworld, there is a kind of flower in the underworld called the other side. The flowers are without leaves in life, and it is the only scenery on the road to the underworld.

"It's really the underworld..." Chen Luo's eyes changed and he murmured.

At this moment, a dull roar suddenly sounded in the void above my head, and gusts of wind came from the sky.

Chen Luo immediately looked up and saw a cloudy wind in the sky, covered with dark clouds. There was a circular hole with a slightly brighter sky light in the middle, surrounded by thick clouds, and white light was shining inside. It looked like a hole was pierced from the whole sky.
Chapter completed!