The golden flame released by the Golden Lamp King is very powerful, and it is also quite capable of restraining evil spirits, ghosts and other invisible ghosts and mist.
Any invisible ghost that comes into contact with the golden flame will basically be burned out by the flame and disappear silently.
Tear!
Suddenly, deep in the darkness, the huge black claw couldn't help but swooped in again, tearing all the surrounding golden flames into pieces, and launched an attack on the Golden Lamp King.
"Well done, I've been waiting for you!"
The Golden Deng Dharma King sneered, jumped up, and directly released his Dharma, Heaven, and Earth.
His Dharma, Heaven and Earth are similar to his. He also holds a huge golden lamp, standing between heaven and earth, with golden light that is dazzling.
Apparently for the convenience of movement and to avoid alerting others, the Golden Deng Dharma King did not expand the Dharma Celestial Realm to a terrifying level of one million feet, but only reduced it to about a thousand feet.
Thousand feet may seem huge, but in the surrounding dark forest, every giant tree is thousands of feet tall, so thousand feet is really nothing.
Roar!
At the moment when the Golden Lamp King revealed his Dharma, Heaven and Earth, the front-level ghost in the darkness roared angrily and directly attacked the Golden Lamp King.
This front-end ghost looks more like a giant bird, with its wings spread out, and is thousands of feet tall. It is shrouded in a strange black mist, making it difficult to see its specific appearance.
"snort!"
The King of the Golden Lantern snorted coldly and rushed forward. He held the golden lantern in his left hand and punched it with his right hand.
With a punch, billowing golden flames swept out, surrounded the fist, and heavily bombarded the flying ghosts.
Bang bang bang!
The force of the collision between the two was so great that dozens of giant trees around them burst open and shattered into countless pieces of powder.
The bird-like ghost roared, and its huge body flew out, knocking down many giant trees before falling to the ground in a helter-skelter manner.
The Golden Deng Dharma King grunted and took dozens of steps back in mid-air before he stabilized his figure.
Roar!
The ghost stood up again, let out a shocking roar, and once again flew towards the Golden Lamp Dharma King, completely unafraid of death.
"This pre-level ghost is very powerful! It survived two blows from the Golden Lamp King and survived!"
When the rest of the team saw this scene, they looked at the ghost who was attacking again with fear.
Just as everyone's attention was attracted by the battle between the Golden Lamp King and the ghosts, a figure appeared silently on the trunk of a giant tree.
The sound of his feet landing on the tree trunk immediately attracted the attention of the onlookers, and then their eyes couldn't help but cast away.
When they saw the figure standing on the tree trunk, they were stunned for a moment, and then looked overjoyed.
"It's Zhuo Wen. I didn't expect him to be actually deep in this dead forest!"
"Haha! I finally found this bastard. I really couldn't find it anywhere. It took no effort at all!"
"..."
Everyone was ecstatic, and some people could not help but used their body skills to chase the figure on the tree trunk.
Zhuo Wen obviously saw everyone, with a trace of panic on his face, and then without thinking, he ran away towards the darkness deep in the forest.
"Little bastard, where are you going?"
The blood-clothed king Xue Feng was the fastest. His whole body turned into a blood shadow, and he took the lead and chased Zhuo Wen.
"So fast!"
Zhuo Wen, who was running towards the darkness, couldn't help but shrink his pupils when he saw the blood-clothed king quickly chasing him, and his speed was even faster.
Ho ho ho!
At the moment when the Blood-clothed King chased after him, the ghosts and evil spirits in the darkness launched attacks frantically.
"Get away!"
The blood-clothed king roared loudly, and the blood all over his body spread like a sea, suddenly spreading towards the surrounding areas.
These blood glows were as thick as slurry, and when the ghosts came into contact, they were corroded into white smoke.
However, it was precisely because of the obstruction of these ghosts that the Blood-clothed King's speed slowed down a lot, and he could only barely keep up with Zhuo Wen.
"Damn it, what's going on? This kid is completely unaffected by ghosts?"
The blood-clothed king noticed that Zhuo Wen was moving unimpeded in the darkness, and those ghosts and ghosts that were as dense as the abyss completely ignored Zhuo Wen.
Suddenly, in the darkness, a gigantic figure in black armor, several thousand feet tall, stepped forward quickly, holding a heavy sword in both hands, and slashed at the Blood-clothed King fiercely.
The blood-clothed king's eyes were gloomy, and he moved his hands and fingers in front of him. Countless blood lights condensed in front of him, turning into a bloody vortex, blocking his face like a shield.
boom!
The heavy sword slashed hard on the bloody whirlpool, and terrifying power exploded, causing the blood-clothed king to step back dozens of steps.
And the black-armored humanoid also retreated continuously, its huge feet stepping on the ground continuously, causing a loud noise like an earthquake.
"What? Another front-level ghost..."
The blood-clothed king looked ugly. He didn't expect that he would encounter another advanced ghost.
And this pre-level ghost is no weaker than the one encountered by the Golden Lamp King.
Ho ho ho!
The black-armored humanoid didn't have much intelligence at all. After being repelled, he still rushed forward without fear of death and collided with the Blood-clothed King fiercely.
The blood-clothed king didn't want to fight with the black-armored humanoid at all, but the latter locked him tightly, and the blood-clothed king couldn't escape at all.
When the other strong men saw that the Blood-clothed King was entangled by the black-armored humanoid, they had no intention of helping, and instead continued to move deeper into the forest.
Zhuo Wen has resources in the ruins, which is a huge wealth.
Whoever gets it will get infinite benefits, and it is completely possible to even advance his cultivation and raise the power behind him to a higher level.
At this time, whoever can kill Zhuo Wen and get his resources first will be the first to get there and become the final winner.
"Damn it! These people are really damned, I shouldn't have rushed to the front!"
Seeing that the other strong men had no intention of helping him, the blood-clothed king's heart sank, and he understood what these people were planning.
Emperor Shitian, Gui Hai, Guan Yihan and others continued to pursue Zhuo Wen. They had burning greed in their hearts, and everyone wanted to monopolize Zhuo Wen's resources.
However, as they continued to go deeper, the number of advanced ghosts gradually increased, and many strong men were entangled by the advanced ghosts and were unable to move forward.
Emperor Shitian and Gui Hai were very smart. They did not rush to the front, but hung at the back.
With the blood-clothed king's lessons learned, they would naturally not rush forward stupidly, otherwise they would be stopped early by the front-level ghosts, and by then they would no longer be able to continue tracking Zhuo Wen.
Soon, the team chasing Zhuo Wen gradually decreased, with only five or six people left.
And the distance between them and Zhuo Wen is getting closer and closer, almost within easy reach.
"Zhuowen, you're dead! I'll capture you if you don't let me go!"
Emperor Shitian shouted loudly, and struck out with a palm from behind more than ten meters away from Zhuo Wen.
The terrifying golden divine power poured out, condensing into a huge golden palm tens of feet high, and struck Zhuo Wen in front of him fiercely.
The speed of this palm was so fast that it appeared behind Zhuo Wen in the blink of an eye and slapped him hard on the body.
When the golden palm fell, a blazing white light suddenly appeared from Zhuo Wen's body, completely covering him, and then disappeared...