"good.

Brother Chen, you have to be careful.

"Fa Jiang's forehead was sweating a little, and he really admired Shen Lang's courage.

Hua Ziling had no objection, and stood aside obediently.

Shen Lang held the Yuyang treasure mirror in his hand and slowly stepped forward.

Sure enough, maybe because he noticed the breath of a strange person, the runes under the foot of the Manniu statue suddenly lit up, and a large piece of blood shrouded on the Manniu.

The stone chips on the golden-horned corpse cow gradually collapsed, and two huge and curved golden horns broke out of their shells, their faces were ferocious, and two balls of green fire suddenly appeared from their empty eyes.

The corpse cow's fur was pitch black all over, and it was covered with black smoke, emitting a corpse air, which smelled badly.

"Roar!" A heavy roar shook the sky and the earth, and the extremely violent aura made the air solidify.

"Oh no, this is a ghost at the virtual realm level!" Hua Ziling exclaimed in surprise.

Faced with this unparalleled sense of pressure, Fajiang was even more unbearable. His legs became weak and he couldn't withstand the pressure and sat on the ground.

Shen Lang was a little scared. Although the size of the golden-horned corpse cow was far less than that of the bone snake, its aura was not weaker than that of the bone snake! The golden-horned corpse cow roared angrily and rushed towards Shen Lang, with an outrageous speed.

Shen Lang held the Yuyang treasure mirror tightly and looked at the corpse cow.

"Crack!" Maybe Yuyang Lei Jing was born as the nemesis of the ghost. Bao Jing's reaction was very fierce. In an instant, he released a large amount of white lightning, like a big mouth, swallowing the corpse cow in.

A large number of electric arcs rushed out, the corpse cow screamed and growled, and a lot of white air was "hissing" on hissing.

Perhaps it is because the golden-horned corpse cow is much stronger than an ordinary ghost, and it can hold on for two seconds.

But two seconds later, the corpse cow turned into a blood mist and the smoke disappeared.

Shen Lang breathed a sigh of relief when the threat was lifted.

"Huh!" Hua Ziling also took a breath. A ghost of the virtual realm level that had just emerged almost scared her.

However, Shen Lang's mirror could easily kill ghosts at the Void Realm level, which made her a little unacceptable. This thing was too outrageous, right? Shen Lang's treasures emerged one after another, which made Hua Ziling very jealous.

After killing the corpse cow, Shen Lang controlled the mummy puppet and walked towards the center of the altar.

There was no threat when I walked all the way to the statue.

Unfortunately, Shen Lang couldn't control this mummy, so he could only give him a simple order, such as where to go and who to kill.

The mummy cannot make a subtle move like removing the ring from the statue's hand.

Although Shen Lang felt it was a little strange, he could only pluck up the courage to walk towards the statue in the center of the altar.

Just in case, he hung the Yuyang treasure mirror on his chest.

Stepping on the steps of the altar, Shen Lang walked to the center of the four stone pillars and approached the statue.

Just as I was about to remove the golden ring on the statue's finger.

Mutational bulge.

The runes on the surface of the four green jade pillars emitted dazzling blood, as if triggering the ban.

Shen Lang's face changed drastically. He wanted to go out, but was blocked by a gray light curtain.

I saw a large red cloud lingering over the statue's head.

The red clouds tumbling, and red ghosts with wide mouths and fangs crawled out from inside, and a large number of hideous ghosts rushed towards Shen Lang.

Even, occasionally a big ghost head appeared, and the breath approached the virtual realm! A large number of electric arcs were emitted from the Yuyang treasure mirror on Shen Lang's chest, killing the pounced ghosts one by one, but ghosts continued to emerge from the red clouds.

"Sher!" The white thunder in the treasure mirror continued to be released. In less than ten seconds, the white thunder killed hundreds of evil ghosts in a row.

But the evil ghosts could not kill them all, and then they killed one and then came out.

After a stalemate for about a minute, the Hongyun gradually showed signs of weakening.

The white thunder was still being released, but Shen Lang felt very unsure. He felt that he didn't know if the white thunder would be exhausted! The white thunder in the Yuyang treasure mirror seemed endless, but Shen Lang knew that there was a limit to the amount of white thunder.

Because the last time he came out of the foggy ghost forest, it might be because the trip to the secret realm consumed too much white thunder in the Yuyang, and the treasure mirror became dull.

However, after a period of time, the surface of the treasure mirror was brighter and returned to normal.

Therefore, Shen Lang can judge that the amount of white thunder in the treasure mirror is limited, but after release, you have to slowly recuperate for a period of time before recovering.

There seemed to be thousands of evil ghosts in the red clouds, and the number was too terrifying. It took three minutes for the stalemate before the red clouds collapsed and disappeared.

"Crack!" The four huge stone pillars had cracks on the surface and collapsed with a bang.

Maybe it was because Shen Lang's Yuyang treasure mirror killed all the ghosts imprisoned in the altar formation in one breath, causing the formation to collapse directly.

Shen Lang gasped and felt like he had a life after a disaster.

This time, he completely handed over his life to Yuyang Baojing. If the Baojing fails, he will be in trouble.

I looked at the Yuyang treasure mirror in my hand. The mirror was dim than last time. It seemed that the white thunder was almost exhausted.

Shen Lang never dreamed that such a large number of ghosts were imprisoned in this formation.

Thousands of ghosts, each of which is very strong, and there are even four or five ghosts in the virtual realm! This tm can completely kill a large sect in Linhai Tianshan.

Shen Lang felt that even if a master of the Void Realm entered, he might not be able to survive.

If you can create such a terrifying killing formation, what kind of cultivation is "descendant of the Palace Master of Tianluo Palace" that you should be no less than the master of the Misty Ghost Forest, and perhaps also a cultivator in the Nirvana stage.

Both guys like ghosts so much. It seems that people in Tianluo Palace practice things and have a great relationship with ghosts.

"Brother Shen, are you okay?" Seeing the light curtain dissipating and Shen Lang was still intact, Fajiang finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The sound of a large number of ghosts and wolves howling in the altar just now was really creepy.

"Think... you're lucky.

"Hua Ziling said with lingering fear, and couldn't help but look at Shen Lang a few more times.

She clearly felt that countless ghosts with huge aura appeared on the stone pillar, but they seemed to be killed by Shen Lang's treasure mirror.

Shen Lang also felt like he was dreamy. This formation was too terrifying, but it was broken by his Yuyang treasure mirror, which was indeed a bit dramatic.

Without hesitation, Shen Lang took off the golden ring on the statue's finger.

The shape of the ring is very simple, like an ordinary gold ring, but Shen Lang was very excited.

In this way, it was indeed a nine-colored bone ring! Shen Lang was about to put away the ring in a jade box, but who knew that the black bone ring on his right ring finger suddenly lit up, emitting a heart-pounding gray light.

Soon, the golden bone ring he had just obtained seemed to resonate with, emitting a golden light, which was extremely dazzling.

"What!" Hua Ziling said in surprise.

The next moment, the golden bone ring in Shen Lang's hand seemed to have sensed and penetrated into Shen Lang's right index finger.

"Damn!" Shen Lang was stunned.
Chapter completed!