After the soul power of the evil ghost in the cloak suddenly increased, it was almost as different from that of a powerful man in the other shore realm.

The vicious soul aura echoed in this cave, making people involuntarily feel a sense of horror.

"Ba!Ba!"

The two flame chains that were originally entangled in the evil ghosts of the cloak were broken in an instant!

The two twin Dzogchen true gods were dragged over by the evil ghost of the cloak. There was almost no room for resistance, and the evil ghost of the cloak was stuffed into his mouth and his head was twisted by it.

When the young master in purple saw the sudden change of change, his face suddenly changed. He twisted his body gently in the air and retreated quickly.

This young master in purple is worthy of being born in a famous family, and even at this time there was not much panic.

But the evil ghost in the Yizuo was obviously unwilling to let Young Master Ziyi go, and his big hands came to Young Master Ziyi's arms, one left and one right, and took the lead in blocking his retreat.

Seeing that he could not retreat, a sharp look suddenly flashed in the eyes of the young master in purple, and a small seed suddenly exploded from the top of his head!

"Hidden's supernatural powers!"

As a direct descendant of the Tianduzhou family, he would naturally plant the supernatural powers of the hermit to save his life.

A phantom of a graceful woman suddenly appeared in the small seed. The woman curled up and began to sing a song with a strange tune!

As the woman sang, her voice spread like a ripples around the top of the purple-clothed young master's head, forming a sphere of ten feet in a radius to protect the purple-clothed young master's head!

Although the evil ghost of the qintom is extremely fierce and tries to break through the sphere formed by the sound ripples, the sphere is almost indestructible!

The young master in purple also understood that this hermit's magical power would not be able to protect him for long. As the Taoist Yuan spread out from his body, he would use a great shift to escape from this place. However, the fluctuations of space just condensed in front of him, and the evil ghost in the tomb of the roar suddenly let out a crazy roar.

The voice pointed directly at the soul, and even Luo Zheng felt dizzy, and there was no way Lai Huabei and others behind Luo Zheng could bear it? They rolled their eyes and fell to the ground...

The young master in purple was in the arms of the evil ghost in Yizhong. He was affected the most. When the roar rushed towards his soul, a soul magic weapon in his chest was shattered directly, and the space channel that had just condensed was already scattered!

The young man in purple finally realized that he was forced into a desperate situation by the evil ghost in the tomb. Even though his eyes were black and his mind was hurt like a hammer, he still gritted his teeth and used a great shift again.

But as the power of space condensed again, the evil ghost in the tomb roared again.

This time, the young master in purple drooped his head and fainted. Only the phantom of the woman on his head was still singing the song softly, protecting him.

The hermit magical powers are often one-time and will not last too long. The woman's phantom has become dimmer and dimmer, and the chanting sounds are getting smaller and smaller. The sphere formed by the sound ripples is also constantly shrinking.

Once the Hermit's magical powers fail, the young master in purple will inevitably become the on-the-plate meal of the evil ghost in the erection.

At this moment, Nine Five 27 said to Luo Zheng: "It's time to start!"

With Luo Zheng's current soul power, he could not compete with the evil ghost in the tomb. If it weren't for the existence of 9527, he would have left long ago.

However, Jiuwu27 just told him that although this evil ghost in the tomb of clothes itself is terrible, all its soul power comes from the tomb of clothes. As long as the tomb of clothes is broken, the evil ghost in the tomb of clothes will destroy it without attacking it!

After hearing the words of Nine Five and Two Seven, Luo Zheng floated down and rushed to the tomb.

Just as he approached the tomb of clothes, the green long sword suddenly burst out with a sharp sword light!

The sword light is like a tiger or a dragon, containing the most powerful and powerful power, sweeping towards Luo Zheng!

"This... the eternal true meaning of sword fortune?" Luo Zheng's pupils suddenly shrank.

The tomb of clothes stands here, and there is no reason why the young master and others in Ziyi cannot see it.

I think the young master in purple had planned to break the tomb of Clothing, but the tomb of Clothing itself was an extremely powerful formation, so they transferred their target to the evil ghost of Clothing...

As a powerful man in the other shore realm, this Tianluo Wei has been dead for countless years.

The eternal true meaning of the sword fortune hidden in this Qingfeng long sword also declines layer by layer as time goes by.

But even today, the sword intent activated by the eternal true meaning of this sword fortune is still not to be underestimated. When Luo Zheng flew against the ground, he slapped his hands on the ground suddenly, and his body turned around and avoided the sword light. At the same time, the Tengshe Sword was already in his hand!

"Swish!"

"Sword of Merging Dao!"

The sword light released by this Qingfeng long sword is extremely strong, and Luo Zheng's Sword of Merging Dao also explodes extremely.

The moment the two sword lights touched, the light that bloomed suddenly became as dazzling as a small sun. As the terrifying energy dissipated everywhere, Luo Zheng had to retreat for a while, and after the energy dissipated, he continued to rush forward!

Just as Luo Zheng rushed to the tomb of clothes, the woman singing above the head of the young master in purple disappeared, and the ripples of the voice that originally protected the young master in purple also disappeared completely. The evil ghost of the tomb of clothes swallowed the young master in purple into his big mouth without any hesitation.

At this time, the movements on the tomb of Clothes also alarmed the evil ghost of Clothes. When the tomb of Clothes saw Luo Zheng constantly approaching the tomb of Clothes, he immediately let out a shrill scream. It regards the tomb of Clothes as its taboo and home, how could it tolerate Luo Zheng touching it?

It rushed towards Luo Zheng while making a sharp roar!

The sharp roar made Luo Zheng's soul tremble continuously. If he encountered other ferocious beasts, he could still fight with his strong body, but this evil ghost is a soul object. Luo Zheng's yang soul is far less powerful than his physical body. Once he was caught by this evil ghost, you can imagine the consequences.

At this moment, Luo Zheng also tried his best to activate the true meaning of Taoism. He was like a swallow flying into the dense forest, constantly avoiding the sword light released from the long green sword.

"Swish swish swish swish swish..."

Seeing the Qingfeng long sword approaching, the surface of the ancient sword body suddenly shone with green light, and more than ten sword lights burst out in all directions, quickly turning into a sword net, covering Luo Zheng's head.

A sword net was flying in front of him, and an evil ghost in the tomb behind him was chasing him. Luo Zheng's face darkened, and he twisted his body slightly, and he ran into a corner of the sword net!

"Puff!"

As the severe pain came, Luo Zheng had a deep bone-deep wound on his right shoulder to his back, and blood even splattered out.
Chapter completed!