Deep in the Ghost King Ridge, where the Ghost King's seal is located in the swamp, there is billowing black mist and a gloomy air.
Waves of weird howling sounds continued to sound from the swamp, and the sound was very permeable.
A figure quickly flew over and landed outside the swamp.
"What a powerful Yin Qi!"
Zhuo Wen stood outside the swamp, looking coldly at the swamp shrouded in the terrifying black mist, his face very solemn.
The black mist rolled, revealing ferocious faces, as if they wanted to choose people to devour.
“I hope it’s still too late!”
Zhuo Wen was worried and plunged into the black mist swamp.
Suddenly, countless black mist powers emerged from the black mist, like invisible hands, grabbing at Zhuo Wen from all directions, as if they were going to tear Zhuo Wen into pieces.
Zhuo Wen snorted coldly, and the purple gold divine power surged out from the acupoints all over his body like mist, turning into a protective shield as strong as iron stone, blocking all the power of the black mist coming from around him.
And he shot out like an arrow from a string and rushed into the depths of the swamp.
"Human, you are so brave, how dare you break into this king's sealed place."
"Don't think that just because you destroyed my clone, you can become my opponent. Today, you are destined to die here!"
Deep in the swamp, the mighty voice of the Ghost King came rolling in, as deafening as a bell.
As soon as he finished speaking, countless black mist continued to condense, turning into a huge shadow of the Ghost King.
This phantom of the Ghost King was earth-shattering and majestic. With one punch, it seemed as if the sky was about to collapse.
In front of the ghost king's shadow, a terrifying purple-gold sword energy surged up.
The sword energy spread tens of thousands of miles across, with frightening power, striking at the ghost king's shadow.
Suddenly, terrifying energy ripples erupted in the swamp, and the terrifying sword energy and the ghost king's shadow were entangled with each other.
The sword energy and the ghost energy constantly collided and clashed with each other, causing the two energy ripples to sweep around like waves.
Moreover, this energy ripple is becoming more and more terrifying, and its scope is getting larger and larger.
The entire Ghost King Ridge was shaken violently due to the collision between the two. The evil spirits, ghosts and the surviving monks were all trembling like frightened birds.
This battle lasted for three days and three nights. The collision between the sword energy and the ghost energy was indeed powerful, and the area almost spread to a full third of the Ghost King Ridge.
Zhuo Wen was extremely shocked. The ghost king's shadow was far more powerful than the ghost king's incarnation.
And as time goes by, the Ghost King becomes stronger and stronger.
The two were originally evenly matched, but as the Ghost King's strength increased, the advantage in the battle gradually shifted to the Ghost King's side.
Zhuo Wen was completely suppressed by the Ghost King, almost falling into a passive state of being beaten.
Poof!
Suddenly, a figure flew out of the black mist in an awkward manner, barely landing on the ground, with the purple-gold divine sword in its hand stuck upside down on the ground.
The black mist condensed again and turned into the shadow of the Ghost King, with scarlet eyes looking down at Zhuo Wen.
"Human, this king is about to escape, and you will be my first living sacrifice after he escapes!"
As he said that, the ghost king's shadow strode towards Zhuo Wen, and his huge fist fell from the sky like a mountain and fell on Zhuo Wen.
Zhuo Wen's eyes were cold, he didn't dare to hold anything back, and released his own gods and demons.
A huge purple sacred tree appeared in the void behind Zhuo Wen.
This sacred tree reaches the sky and the earth, blocking Zhuo Wen's way.
Boom!
The Ghost King's fist hit the purple sacred tree hard, and then exploded with blazing light.
Incredibly, the purple sacred tree remained motionless, while the shadow of the Ghost King kept retreating.
At the same time, on the trunk of the fruitful purple sacred tree, magical purple fruits shattered, and gods and demons with three heads and six arms rushed out and rushed towards the retreating ghost king.
"roll!"
The Ghost King was furious, and with a wave of his palm, many of the gods and demons that came towards him were blown away, and some miserable gods and demons were even beaten into pieces with a slap.
But the number of gods and demons is huge, endless, rushing in like a tide, and the ghost king's shadow is surrounded by water.
Zhuo Wen watched this scene with fear, as the Ghost King's power continued to increase.
He knew that this was the reason why the Ghost King's seal was constantly being broken.
With Zhuo Wen's formation level, if he rushed into the core of the swamp from the beginning and used the formation seal, he might be able to barely make up for the gap in the seal.
But the Ghost King was very smart. He intercepted Zhuo Wen the moment he entered the black mist of the swamp.
In this way, Zhuo Wen could not enter the core of the swamp at all.
The Ghost King's power continued to increase as time went by, and in the end, Zhuo Wen missed the best opportunity to enter the core of the swamp.
Zhuo Wen sighed softly. He knew that no matter how hard he attacked, it would be useless. He could no longer stop the Ghost King from breaking the seal.
"We must leave the Hexu clan as soon as possible!"
Zhuo Wen murmured in a low voice that he would no longer stay in the swamp for a long time. After taking back his own gods and demons, he fled into the air.
Shortly after Zhuo Wen left, Ghost King Xuying finally got rid of all the three-headed and six-armed gods and demons on his body.
He looked at Zhuo Wen's leaving back with a gloomy look!
"I underestimated this human being. I really didn't expect that his gods and demons would be so weird and powerful!" The Ghost King sighed with emotion.
"However, I am not far away from being out of trouble. Once my true form comes out, I must let this son die without a burial place!"
The Ghost King's eyes were murderous, and then his voice gradually became silent, and he began to concentrate on breaking the seal.
After Zhuo Wen left the swamp, he sent a message to Sami. After getting their specific location, he spread his body skills and rushed towards the place where Sami and others were.
After a while, Zhuo Wen stopped outside a remote cave outside Ghost King Ridge.
Seeing the location of the cave, Zhuo Wen couldn't help but nodded.
This cave happens to be the furthest away from the Ghost King Swamp, and the movements on the other side of the Ghost King Swamp cannot affect this side at all.
"Senior Brother Zhuo, you are finally back!"
Sami had already received the news and came out of the cave early. When he saw Zhuo Wen returning, he hurriedly greeted him.
Several surviving members of the Hexu clan, including Lei Ling, Tuosheng and Bingyou, followed Samei silently.
Their eyes fell on Zhuo Wen, their eyes filled with awe.
They knew very well that if Zhuo Wen hadn't taken action, how would they still be alive?
Zhuo Wen smiled slightly, but hesitation flashed in his eyes.
He was hesitating whether to tell them about the Ghost King?
"Junior Brother Zhuo, have you caught up with Fu Ming?" Tuosheng suddenly stepped forward and asked with bloodshot eyes.
Zhuo Wen took a deep look at Tuosheng, nodded and said, "Catch them!"
"What's the result?" Tuosheng said excitedly.
Zhuo Wen waved his sleeves and a figure fell to the ground in an awkward manner.
When Tuosheng saw it, his eyes suddenly turned red.
Because this embarrassed figure is none other than Fu Ming.
What's strange is that Fu Ming's eyes were distracted, his mouth was drooling, and he had a silly smile on his face.