The Dream Master

The ice spear pierced the sky, leaving a white trace, and soon met with the giant hand, but it did not break directly like a flaming lance, but broke through the protective layer outside the giant hand and stuck in the middle of the palm. .

Immediately afterwards, the sound of "Kaka" in the sky was loud, and a layer of white cold air spread directly around the ice spear, enveloping the black giant hand in it.

But the black giant hand only rolled up the green ghost flame on the surface, swept away the cold air, and continued to slowly press down without stopping.

Seeing this, Shen Luo's face was as ash as paper, knowing that he would have to die again.Moreover, with the terrifying power of the Black Mountain Old Demon, even if it is resurrected again, the hope of fleeing is extremely slim.

"Fine, nothing! I'll give you a ride, it's not worth knowing you and me." At this moment, the horse-faced ghost next to him suddenly sighed, then opened his mouth, and his tongue was red. Flash, two small bright red flowers flew out of it, and threw one of them to Shen Luo.

"This is... what are you going to do?" Shen Luo subconsciously took the red light, and was stunned.

Since the horse-faced ghost is not as good as his own strength, is there still a way to find an escape?

The horse-faced ghost threw the red flower in his mouth and swallowed it directly.

Immediately afterwards, he raised the sky with a long roar, and suddenly a large, eye-catching red light burst out from his body, and his aura rose wildly, as if there would never be a sky. I felt my scalp was numb, and my hair was standing upright, as if the face in front of me was no longer a nameless kid, but a ghost like a giant beast.

"Hey, you are..."

Suddenly there was a strange light from high in the air, and the giant hand that was pressing down suddenly paused in the air.

The horse-faced ghost didn't pay attention at all. Instead, he took it out of his arms abruptly. There was an extra black brush in his hand, which was as long as a ruler, facing the top of his head, a little empty.

The black brush is like cast iron, with dense runes engraved on the barrel. At the moment when the horse-faced ghosts point out, a dazzling red light shines on the nib, and red runes shoot out from it.

As soon as Shen Luo saw all the runes gathered above his head, it seemed to have condensed into an article, but he could not fully recognize the Chinese characters, and could only vaguely see the writings such as "Ghosts and Evil".

At the completion of the rune chapter, it turned into a huge red light and rushed straight into the air. Amidst the thunderous "rumbling", the black giant hand was beaten backwards until it retracted into the cloud.

Shen Luo was stunned.

"Evil pen, ghost poem, ecstatic messenger... is it you, ecstatic horse face?" In the distant sky, the old black mountain demon's frightened and angry voice echoed endlessly.

"Evil horse face?" Shen Luo heard the words, a burst of surprise in his heart.

The horse-faced ghost ignored the black mountain old demon's roar, retracted the large black pen in his hand, and slammed into the void.

The red light suddenly shined before the tip of the pen, and the empty void directly tore the red light into a narrow and long gap of three feet wide, and bursts of gray mist overflowed from it.

Before Shen Luo figured out what was going on, he saw the horse-faced ghost grinning at him suddenly, and then kicked him directly with his feet.

He was kicked so that he staggered, and fell directly back into the gap.

The old ghost in Ma Mian and the black pen in his hand lit up with bloody red light at the same time, and both of them dissipated like dust at the same time.

Shen Luo's ears heard the last words of the horse-faced ghost: "The flowers are dead, it's time for a cup of tea..."

In the next instant, the void gap disappeared. Only the roar of the old Black Mountain demon thunderously reverberated in the void, but the sound drifted further and further until it disappeared.

After Shen Luo turned around for a while, he felt a flower in front of him, and then clinging to the bright red flower field appeared in another place.

At this moment, he was tightly wrapped in the red light from the red flower, standing in an unfamiliar place with a pale gray mist, and not far from him, stood a huge archway over ten feet high, completely dark. Exuding evil spirits.

There should have been three, four-pillar, seventh-floor rooms, but for some reason the left side had collapsed in half, and only three-pillar and two rooms were still intact. Under the top cornice, there was a copper bell the size of a human head.

But the weird thing is that the brass bell was swaying in the wind, but there was no sound from it.

Shen Luo frowned and looked carefully towards the center of the archway.

At this sight, he couldn't help taking a breath, and saw three ancient seal characters engraved on the plaque:

"gate of hell."

"Ghost Gate... isn't this a place of darkness? How come I got here?"

Shen Luo was extremely shocked, and many folk rumors about this place popped up in his mind.

This is a place where people come only after death!

More importantly, why did the ecstasy know himself, even at the expense of himself, to send him away?

He looked at the plaque again and was sure that it was indeed written in the three large characters "Ghost Gate", and under the three large characters, there were three huge "hate" written in black and red blood.

"Hate, hate, hate"

The three Hate characters are connected in a row, each of which is a madly cursive brushwork. The more you go backwards, the more maddened the gestures. It seems that the hatred of the person who writes is getting heavier and heavier, and the lower edge of the font is flowed with blood. , Looked more and more terrifying.

"First, it's the ecstasy horse face, and now it's the ghost gate, is it possible that there is still Huangquan Road?" Shen Luo was puzzled and looked at the back of the archway.

Behind the archway, there is actually a road paved with yellow sand, winding into the distance, concealed in the gray mist, and on both sides of the road, there are scattered bright red flowers blooming.

The calyx of this flower is solitary, the top inflorescence is like an umbrella, the petals are rolled back like a dragon's claw, and the color is like dripping blood. It is exactly the same as the one in his hand, all of which are flowers from the other side.

Legend has it that on the road to the dark yellow spring, there is a kind of netherworld flower called the other side. The flower will not see the leaves for generations and it is the only scenery on the road.

"It's really Huangquan Road..." Shen Luo muttered as his eyes changed.

At this moment, in the void overhead, a dull roar suddenly sounded, and the sound of wind gusts came from high above.

Shen Luo immediately looked up, and saw that the high sky was windy and windy, dark clouds were covered, and there was a circular hole in the middle of which was slightly brighter, surrounded by thick clouds, and there was white light inside. It looked like the whole sky was stabbed. There was a hole in it.

He faintly felt something wrong in his heart, and subconsciously wanted to stay away from this place, but the ghost gate in front of it was naturally unable to enter.