As soon as Shen Luo entered the water, he released his spiritual consciousness. The spiritual consciousness became more sensitive with the abundant water-attributed spiritual energy. He soon discovered the traces of the deer-headed ghost and followed him from the bottom of the water.

After walking in the lake for more than half an hour, the ghost suddenly turned into a reed and entered a river.

Chen Luo followed along, walked hundreds of steps up the river, and came to a private garden.

He knew that he should be about to reach his destination, so he put away his spiritual consciousness, suppressed the fluctuations of magic power on his body, and followed him carefully.

The river channel passes through the mansion, and one of them is expanded into a small landscape lake in the private house. There is an open area by the lake, facing a tall theater in front of it.

Sure enough, the deer-headed ghost came to the shore of the small lake, went out of the water and landed on the open square next to it...

When it sinks through the water surface and looks around carefully, you will see a lot of weeds around the lakeshore. The tall theater is also slightly dilapidated, and leaves can be seen all over the ground, which is enough to show that this private house seems to have been abandoned.

"What's going on? Why did this guy run back?" At this moment, a sudden voice of surprise suddenly sounded.

Chen Luo quickly looked over there and saw a short and fat middle-aged man in a red brocade robe standing in front of the deer antler ghost, looking at him with a puzzled look on his face.

"Is it because I encountered a strong enemy and escaped back by instinct?" Another voice also rang out.

A tall woman in a green satin robe also walked into Shen Luo's sight. She was graceful and beautiful, but there was a layer of dark green scales on her exposed arms, which looked a little scary.

While speaking, the woman's eyes suddenly turned and she glanced at Xiaohu.

Chen Luo subconsciously sank his body, restrained his breath, and sank into the bottom of the water like a stubborn stone, motionless.

After waiting for a while, there was no sound outside, and he floated a little more and looked at the lake shore, but there was already empty and no one was seen.

Chen Luo frowned slightly and began to move towards the lake shore.

When he arrived at the shore of the lake, he slowly surfaced and looked into the distance with his body down.

I saw two people sitting opposite each other in the middle of the square dozens of feet away in front of me, with an altar array about three feet high built in front of me. They were surrounded by dark red skeletons, and the range was as large as ten feet, forming a round shape of two stadiums.

In the middle of the altar, nine bloody heads were built into a small Jingguan, with a triangular dark red flag on each side, with strange black runes painted on it.

The two men sitting outside the altar were the short and fat man and tall woman. They each clasped their magic tricks and kept passing their magic power into the four small flags beside Beijing Temple.

As the flag body shook, a large amount of black mist surged out, and a rotating black mist vortex condensed in the middle of the magic circle.

There were shadows in the middle of the vortex, and ghosts of various shapes flew out one after another.

After these ghosts landed, they began to walk around in a daze. But before they could walk far away, blood lights flew out from the Jingguan built with human heads and hit the eyebrows of these ghosts.

The ghost who seemed to be out of control just now suddenly had red eyes at this moment, and the evil aura on his body surged, spreading towards the surroundings. Many of them jumped directly into the river and went to various parts of the city along the river.

Chen Luo could not understand at this moment. This is probably the root cause of ghosts suddenly appearing in various parts of the city.

However, from the experiences I have seen and heard the whole way, there are probably more than this magic array altars for summoning ghosts.

Chen Luo carefully looked at the aura fluctuations on the two people's bodies and found that they seemed to be the late stage of fasting. He hesitated whether to take action and directly destroyed the magic array?

It would be even better if these two people could be captured alive.

At this moment, Chen Luo suddenly heard a loud alarm in his heart, and his spiritual consciousness suddenly released. He immediately found that hundreds of magic power fluctuations were heard underwater around him, and he was surrounded by hundreds of ghosts in the center.

"Oh no, I'm discovered." Chen Luo sighed lightly, then stopped hiding his body, suddenly burst out and wanted to rush out of the water.

"Fellow Daoist, this road is not accessible..." But at this moment, a loud shout came from the top of my head.

I saw an old man Qinghuang wearing a gray-white Taoist robe suddenly appeared from above his head, and raised his foot and stepped heavily towards the sinking.

A blue light above surged, and a green footprint of more than ten feet in a radius fell out of thin air, followed by a huge force.

As soon as Chen Luo rushed out of the water, he felt a powerful pressure falling from above. In a hurry, he swung his single arm and gathered his magic power and smashed it upwards.

The punch soared into the sky, and huge waves suddenly surged from the water below. A huge blue fist condensed by water rushed into the sky and hit the huge blue footprint.

A "boom" sounded loudly!

The giant blue fist exploded, and countless water vapor burst out, turning into a heavy rain and landing.

Shen Luo's body fell down sharply, smashing into the water like a meteorite, causing a huge wave of water. He was actually stepped into the bottom of the water with one foot, and his back hit a rock heavily, and he couldn't help but groan.

"The middle-stage cultivator of Soul Condensation..." Chen Luo felt a stern in his heart, and immediately pinched a water-avoiding technique again.

As soon as the blue light curtain was covered, the water flowed around him back. Hundreds of evil ghosts rushed towards him in the waves, full of evil spirits.

Seeing this, Chen Luo snorted coldly, murmured softly, pinched the strange magic formula with one hand, raised the other with one arm, and a thick blue light was shrouded on the entire arm.

"Slay." He shouted softly, and his arm slashed straight ahead.

A dazzling blue light of water flew out from his arm, turning into a half-moon arc and burst into the surging tide.

The surging waves suddenly stagnated for a brief moment, and a brilliant blue light lit up in it, like a ray of sky light suddenly shining before the sinking eyes.

The surging wave suddenly cracked a huge gully in the place where the blue light came up, and continued to expand until the entire lake was divided into two halves.

The ghosts in the water were also suppressed by this water score, trapped in the water and could not be washed out.

Chen Luo stood on the reef at the bottom of the lake, wiped the blood on the corner of his mouth, and the sound of chanting sounded again from his mouth.

The next moment, waves surged from the lake water on both sides, and two rotating water blades of millstones appeared, stirring two huge water waves in the split two halves of the lake water.

Hundreds of ghosts were involved, and were torn off by powerful forces, and they all turned into pieces.

Chen Luo patted the Qiankun bag on his waist, absorbed the evil spirit around him, and shouted loudly, and his hands suddenly waved towards the sky.

"Boom..."
Chapter completed!