Chapter Two Hundred and Thirty-Nine: The Old Man of the Ghost Fire

In the wilderness surrounded by tombstones, the smell of carrion corpses of countless dead floated down the wind from the violently shaking ground and mixed in the air, making Bai Chen and Hong Lian feel sick.

The two stepped on their feet firmly and raised their swords in both hands. As the corpse's breath filled the air, their faces gradually became gloomy.

From a distance, even in the dark night, Bai Chen could still see carrion corpses with red eyes crawling out of those cracked graves.

All of a sudden, countless rotting corpses rose stiffly from the ground. They had lost their flesh and blood, and their bodies were covered with bones. It was terrifying!

"What's this!"

Hong Lian stared at the strange scene of tens of thousands of corpses dancing in front of her, her pretty face turned cold.

Staring at those skeleton men indifferently, a hint of disdain appeared on the corner of Bai Chen's mouth: "Whatever it is, just cut it off!"

With a sudden movement of Bai Chen's body, the Fengshen Sword has drawn ten thousand lights.

Although the skeleton man looked terrifying, he had no power to resist under Bai Chen's sword, and was cut into dozens of pieces in an instant.

However, when these shattered skeletons landed on the ground, they turned into densely packed little skeletons, flying towards Bai Chen one by one with their fangs and claws.

The more they chopped, the more the skeletons in the entire cemetery were cut into tens of thousands of small skeletons in an instant.

These small skeletons are like tarsal maggots, emerging endlessly, and the scene looks very disgusting!

"What are these things? Cutting them down like this is endless!"

Standing behind Bai Chen, Hong Lian stared at the densely packed little skeletons on the ground, her thoughts circling rapidly.

Up to now, Bai Chen finally regretted killing these monsters with his sword. In just a short while, the skeleton army here has reached as many as 100,000.

The attacks of these skeletons were so fierce that even Bai Chen did not dare to relax.

Surrounded by an army of 100,000 skeletons, Bai Chen didn't have time to think about it, and with all his concentration, he yelled behind him: "Honglian, think of a way!"

"I'm trying to figure it out!"

Hong Lian stared at those fragments condensed into shape, that feeling, as if being put together by someone's spiritual power in an extremely mysterious way.

That is to say, this is a magic skill of the control system, and the enemy's strength is very domineering!

"This Tombstone Villa is really full of masters!"

Guiwazi and Poisonous Scorpion had already given Honglian a headache. Fortunately, Tang Qin blocked them and bought time for her and Bai Chen. Unexpectedly, there was a stumbling block along the way.

These three masters alone are enough to prove that Tombstone Villa is the strongest among the four villas!

Honglian just stared at the fierce battle scene in front of her. After a while, she still didn't find any clues.

In desperation, she had no choice but to lift the red sword, and the spiritual power surged out, and a hot flame rose from the sword in an instant.

"Bai Chen, I'll replace you!"

Hong Lian let out a coquettish shout, and the red light flashed suddenly, and her figure had already rushed to Bai Chen's side.

Taking advantage of the situation, Bai Chen hastily withdrew from the encirclement of the skeleton army.

Landing far away on a tombstone, Bai Chen couldn't help wiping off his cold sweat, looking at the woman in red surrounded by a sea of ​​skeletons, his heart was deeply touched.

Honglian's spiritual skill is the flame system, and it is obviously more advantageous to deal with the sea of ​​skeletons. However, even so, the number of skeletons is still increasing, and getting smaller and smaller.

Bai Chen stared at the large black mist in front of him, those little skeletons, like a swarm of bees, formed a large black mist, densely attacking the red lotus moth like a flame.

It seems that there are at least one million little skeletons now...

No matter how strong Honglian is, she won't be able to last long under the siege of this sea of ​​skeletons.

Reluctantly, Bai Chen released the power of the soul quickly, and with a radius of a hundred miles as the axis, all the signs of living things appeared in his perception instantly.

The aura of Tang Qin and others also appeared in his perception, and he could feel that Tang Qin's spiritual power fluctuated extremely at this moment, and he might have released the Heavenly Thunder God Armor!

Searching again, suddenly, Bai Chen's eyes narrowed sharply, he took out a jade bottle from his bosom, and began to seal.

With a golden bow fully drawn, Bai Chen suddenly jumped up into the sky, and took a long look at a tombstone in the distance.

"The fourth form of the Drunken Eight Immortals - Piercing the Cloud Arrow!"

Whoosh!

The golden arrow shot out, drew a golden line under the night, and shot into the tombstone in the blink of an eye.

With a bang, the tombstone was instantly shattered, and a black shadow flashed by, rushing towards another tombstone.

"Want to run!"

Seeing this mysterious figure, Bai Chen snorted coldly in his heart: Explosive step!

With a single thought, Bai Chen's figure disappeared in place strangely.

When he appeared, he had already stopped in front of the black shadow.

The black shadow that came crashing into him was an old man with a skinny complexion. When he saw Bai Chen appearing out of thin air, Sen Hong's eyes were visibly startled, his withered palms were suddenly clenched into eagle claws, and a blood shadow flashed across. He grabbed Bai Chen's neck.

Seeing this, Bai Chen narrowed his eyes slightly, and blocked the wind sword in his hand.

boom!

With a muffled sound, the two of them retreated sharply in both directions.

This person turned out to be an eight-star origin breaking realm...!

After shaking his tingling palm, Bai Chen looked at the old man with a serious look in his eyes.

"Hehehe, at such a young age, you have such strong spiritual power. It's a pity that you will fall here today!" The old man sneered sullenly, and six blue flames appeared strangely around him. The floating and jumping of these six flames seemed to have The vitality is the same, and it is also full of hostility towards Bai Chen.

Seeing the six blue flames, Hong Lian, who was fighting in the sea of ​​skeletons in the distance, shouted: "Be careful, he is the great elder of Tombstone Villa, the old ghost fire!"

Old man with ghost fire?

Bai Chen raised his eyelids slightly, and a smile gradually appeared in his eyes.

"I don't care if you are human or ghost fire, you will be in front of me today, dumb fire!"

With a movement of Bai Chen's body, a sharp gust of wind rushed towards the old man of ghost fire.

The sword light was sharp and sharp, but the old ghost fire didn't panic at all, he forcibly twisted his body, and the moment he avoided the sword light, his withered palm grabbed Bai Chen's armpit again.

"Crimson Fist!"

Bai Chen's figure flickered suddenly, and when he came behind the old ghost fire, the Fengshen sword had already cut towards his back with the sound of breaking the wind.

Sensing the sword intent behind him, the old man was visibly startled. The six blue flames suddenly spun rapidly and gradually spread outward.

"this!"

Unexpectedly, the flame could be released in an instant, Bai Chen quickly retracted the sword light, and retreated all the way.

However, the spinning power of the six flames actually formed a powerful storm, which instantly swallowed Bai Chen.

During the violent storm, Bai Chen was swept by the strong wind, his body was on the verge of falling, and his vision was blurred.

boom!

With a muffled sound, the old man's hand patted Bai Chen's chest precisely.

After being severely injured, Bai Chen's blood spurted into the air, his body flew out of the storm like a kite with a broken string, and then hit the ground heavily, kicking up a cloud of dust.