Chapter 972

Jijiji!

A large number of shadows that originally wrapped Qin Chen suddenly squirmed in horror, and the formed black giant ball began to loosen from the inside out.

"Destroy!"

Qin Chen intensified the activation of the Qinglian Demon Fire, and suddenly an even more scorching force swept away.

Jijiji!

All the shadows illuminated by the Qinglian Demon Fire screamed in pain, and the hideous face was constantly distorted, and then turned into ashes.

Seeing the shadows that were constantly surrounding him, they fled in panic, like a tide, coming and going quickly, and disappeared into the grotto in the blink of an eye.

"Thanks to the Qinglian Demon Fire."

Qin Chen breathed a sigh of relief and put away the flame. If there was no Qinglian demon fire, so many shadows would kill him, and it would not be a simple matter.

"I don't know what else is there in the depths of this palace?"

Putting away the demon armor, Qin Chen ignored the scattered shadows and quickly swept into the depths of the palace.

Now in another channel.

The Blood Hand King also encountered a lot of shadows!

"Huh? There is such a ghost here?"

"Blood hands cover the sky!"

The real essence on his body was boiling, and the Bloody Hand King slapped it out.

boom!

Intense blood filled the air, and in the void, hundreds of ghosts were instantly blasted away, and a large amount of dark power overflowed crazily.

But soon, these shadows condensed together again, screaming and rushing towards the Blood Hand King.

"Damn, these ghosts are really hateful, no matter how you kill them, you can't kill them!"

The Blood Hand King seems to be very familiar with these shadows. After splitting his palm, his body hurriedly flew forward, and at the same time, his body was filled with a blood-colored aura. All the shadows that entered his body would be smashed into pieces.

At the same time, a wave of Martial Dao will permeates his body, and all the shadows shrouded by this Martial Dao will, after being crushed, are like being burned by the Qinglian Demon Fire, and there is nothing left.

It took more than half an hour for the Bloody Hand King to pass through this passage full of ghosts, and he was tired enough.

"These shadows can only be strangled with the will of martial arts, which is too troublesome."

When he stopped, the Bloody Hand King looked ugly.

"However, this kind of ghost usually only appears in the Martial King area. Why are there so many in this ruined palace? Could it be that there are other treasures in this ruined palace?"

His eyes flashed, and the Bloody Hand King looked surprised.

It's not impossible.

In the Secret Realm of Heaven and Demons, the more dangerous the place, the easier it is to find treasures, and there is already a huge magic pool in the square outside the ruined palace, so what will happen in the depths of this palace?

Just thinking about it, the Bloody Hand King couldn't help being excited.

"Hmph, those guys all want to find opportunities in the depths of the secret realm, no one wants to come back, but they sent me back, but it's okay, if there is a huge breakthrough here, I think these guys will dare to fight this. The king is arrogant!"

"By the way, these ghosts can only be obliterated with the will of martial arts. Although Qin Chen is strong, he is only a sixth-order martial master, and he has no grasp of the will of martial arts at all. I don't know if he died here!"

Along the way, I didn't see Qin Chen's corpse, which made the bloody hand king look a little ugly.

In this palace, there are too many passages. If Qin Chen died in any corner, he would not be able to find it, and the things on Qin Chen's body could only be cheaper for others.

"Hurry up and go to the depths of this palace first!"

With a flick of the figure, the Bloody Hand King instantly disappeared from the palace.

Not long after the Bloody Hand King left.

King Wushuang, King Frostbite and others also brought their disciples to this place.

Woohoo!

A gloomy cold wind blew past, and a large number of ghosts swept over instantly.

"This is... a ghost?"

Wushuang Wang and the others widened their eyes one by one, and there was a look of shock in their eyes.

Why is there a ghost here?

"You guys go back!"

With a low cry of anger, Wushuang Wang slammed it out with a palm.

"Thousand Stacked Palms!"

boom!

The dense palm shadows swept out in an instant like a vast ocean, smashing the large shadows in front of them.

In the power of the palm, there is a lot of martial arts will, and many ghosts are essentially obliterated.

But there were too many ghosts. Although the King of Unparalleled blocked most of the ghosts in one fell swoop, there were still many ghosts rushing up and biting at Zhou Zhengshu and others.

Zhou Zhengshu and the other disciples of the Longyuan Dynasty, with fear in their eyes, made crazy shots one by one.

Puff puff!

The strength of each of these ghosts is only equivalent to the late sixth-order peak Wuzun level, not too strong, and they were smashed to pieces in an instant.

But before they could be pleasantly surprised, the shattered phantoms once again formed and crazily wrapped around several people.

"What the hell is this?"

"Do not!"

"what!"

The shrill screams sounded, and several talented warriors of the Longyuan Dynasty were instantly wrapped in ghosts. In just a few breaths, several people screamed and turned into mummified corpses, and fell straight down, one after another. All the blood is gone.

"Damn, you guys go back, these ghosts, you can't kill them!"

The King of Unparalleled roared, killing the ghost while escorting Zhou Zhengshu and others back.

But there are too many ghosts. No matter how strong the King of Wushuang is, he can only escort a few people. When they exited from the grotto passage, more than a dozen Longyuan Dynasty warriors who originally came in together were finally left. The four, and the rest, all fell into the grotto.

"Damn it!"

With a palm slam on the stone wall, King Wushuang was extremely angry. Those who could enter the secret realm of Heaven and Demons were all talented warriors of his Longyuan Dynasty.

"I didn't expect that there are ghosts in this area of ​​Wuzun. What is in the ruins?"

His eyes flickered, and the King Wushuang was furious in his heart.

However, since the ghost appeared, Zhou Zhengshu and the others obviously couldn't go in anymore, and immediately retreated back on the same path at the command of King Wushuang.

Not only the Longyuan Dynasty, but other dynasties led by the Ice King, etc., also encountered a tragic attack by the ghost in the grotto.

In an instant, there were heavy casualties.

In the end, the several Great Martial Kings entered the depths of the grotto by themselves and continued to explore.

In the seven great dynasties, the kings of Wu all entered the depths of the palace.

At the entrance of the passageway of the grotto, several figures in cloaks quietly emerged.

"The helm master said, it should be this place, right?"

The gloomy voice sounded, and the few cloaked people exuded a cold chill.

"That's right here."

The leading man in the cloak looked at the ghost in the depths of the cave and sneered. If Qin Chen was here, he would definitely find this person's voice very familiar.

"The masters of the seven dynasties have all entered, we are too late, hurry in, you all follow me."

Swish!

This group of people, under the leadership of the leader, entered the grotto in an instant.

Feeling the breath of these people, a large number of ghosts swarmed over in an instant. Just when the two sides were about to contact, the leader suddenly released a strange force, covering a radius of dozens of meters.

A scene that made the other cloaked people feel strange happened. After entering the range of this strange power, the ghost that was enough to frighten the other Martial Kings screamed and turned into nothingness and disappeared.

The rest of the surrounding ghosts, more like seeing ghosts, retreated one after another, and the tyrannical blood-colored eyes looked at the leading man in the cloak full of panic and fear.