The ice spear cut through the sky, leaving a white trail, and soon encountered the giant hand. However, it did not directly shatter like a flaming spear, but broke through the protective layer outside the giant hand and pierced the center of the palm.
Immediately afterwards, there was a loud "ka-ka" sound in the sky, and a layer of white cold air spread directly around the ice spear, wrapping the giant black hand inside.
But the giant black hand just rolled up the green ghost flames on the body, sweeping away all the cold air, and continued to press down slowly without any pause.
Seeing this, Shen Luo's face was ashen, knowing that he would inevitably die again. And with Black Mountain Old Demon's terrifying strength, even if it was resurrected, the hope of escaping was extremely slim.
"That's all, that's all! Let me give you a ride, and it's not a waste of time for you and me to get to know each other." At this moment, the Horse Face ghost next to him suddenly let out a long sigh, then opened his mouth, a red light flashed from his tongue, and two bright red Xiao Hua flew out from it, and threw one of them to Shen Luo.
"This... what are you going to do?" Shen Luo subconsciously took the red light and was stunned for a while.
Since the Horse Face ghost is not as strong as himself, is there still a way to find a way to escape?
The Horse Face ghost had already thrown the red Xiao Hua in his hand into his mouth and swallowed it directly.
Immediately afterwards, he raised the sky and let out a long roar, and suddenly a large eye-catching red light erupted from his body, and the aura in his body was soaring, as if there was no horizon forever. Shen Luo, who was watching, immediately flew backwards more than ten feet away. His scalp was numb and the hairs all over his body were standing on end, as if he was no longer facing a little Wuming ghost, but a ghost like a giant beast holding the sky.
"Hey, you are..."
Suddenly there was a strange sound high in the sky, and the giant hand that was pressing down paused in the air.
Horse Face The ghost didn't pay attention at all. Instead, he suddenly took it out of his arms and found a black writing brush about a foot long in his hand, pointing towards the top of his head, a little empty.
The black writing brush seemed to be made of fine iron, with dense circles of runes carved on the pen barrel. The moment the Horse Face ghost pointed out, a dazzling red light lit up on the tip of the pen, and red runes flew out from it.
Shen Luo saw above his head, all the runes gathered together, as if condensed into an article, but he couldn't recognize all the characters in it, and could only vaguely see the words "accuse ghosts, punish evil" and so on.
As soon as the rune chapter was completed, it suddenly turned into a huge red light and rushed straight into the sky. Amidst the thunderous "rumbling" sounds, it actually knocked the black giant hand back step by step until it retracted into the dark clouds.
Shen Luo was dumbfounded.
"Soul-Snatching Brush, Demon-Impeaching Poem, the seducer... is it you, Soul-Snatching Horse-Face?" Black Mountain Old Demon's shocked and angry voice echoed in the distant sky.
"Soul-Snatching Horse-Face?" Hearing this, Shen Luo was filled with surprise and doubt.
The Horse Face ghost didn't pay attention to Black Mountain Old Demon's roar, retracted the black pen in his hand, and drew a sharp stroke into the void.
A red light suddenly emitted from the tip of his pen. The originally empty void was directly torn open by this red light, a narrow crack three feet wide and about ten feet long, and bursts of gray-white mist overflowed from it.
Before Shen Luo could figure out what was going on, he saw the Horse Face ghost suddenly grinned at him, then kicked him directly.
He was kicked so hard that he staggered and fell directly backwards into the gap.
The Horse Face old ghost and the black pen in his hand lit up bright red at the same time, and both of them dissipated like powder at the same time.
Shen Luo heard the ghost's last words from Horse Face: "When flowers wither and people die, it's time for a cup of tea..."
The next moment, the gap in the void disappeared, and only the thunderous roar of Black Mountain Old Demon was still echoing in the void, but the sound drifted farther and farther until it disappeared.
After Shen Luo was spinning for a while, his eyes blurred, and he clutched the bright red Xiao Hua and appeared in another place.
At this moment, he was tightly wrapped in the red light emanating from the red flowers, standing in a strange place surrounded by a faint gray-white mist. Not far in front of him, stood a huge archway that was more than ten feet high. It was completely dark and exuded an evil aura.
There should have been three rooms with four pillars on the seventh floor, but for some reason half of the left side has collapsed, leaving only two rooms with three pillars that are still intact. Under the eaves at the top, there is a Bronze Bell the size of a human head hanging.
But the strange thing is that the Bronze Bell is clearly swaying in the wind, but there is no sound coming from inside.
Shen Luo frowned and looked carefully towards the center of the archway.
When he saw it, he couldn't help but take a breath, and saw three large ancient seal characters engraved on the plaque:
"Ghost Gate."
"Ghost Gate... Isn't this the land of Netherworld? How did I get here?"
Shen Luo was extremely shocked, and many folk rumors about this place emerged in his mind.
This is the place where people come after death!
More importantly, why did Soul-Snatching Horse-Face know him and send him away even at the expense of himself?
He looked at the plaque again and was sure that what was written on it was indeed the three characters "Ghost Gate", and below the three characters, there were three huge words "hate" written in black and red blood.
"Hate, hate, hate"
Three words of "hate" are connected in a row, each one written in a wild cursive style. The further back the stroke goes, the more wanton and crazy it becomes. It seems that the person writing the word is becoming more and more hateful. The lower edge of the lettering is covered with blood and there are winding lines of blood, making it look more and more ferocious and terrifying.
"First it was Soul-Snatching Horse-Face, and now it's Ghost Gate. Could it be that there is also Yellow Springs Road?" Shen Luo was confused and looked towards the back of the archway.
Behind the archway, there was actually a road paved with yellow sand, winding into the distance, hidden in the gray mist, and bright red flowers blooming scatteredly on both sides of the road.
The calyx of this flower is solitary, the top inflorescence is like an umbrella, the petals are rolled up like dragon claws, and the color is like dripping blood. It is exactly the same as the one in his hand, all Flower of the Other Shore.
Legend has it that on Yellow Springs Road going to Netherworld, there is a kind of Netherworld flower called the other side. The flower has no leaves for life, and it is the only scenery on Yellow Springs Road.
"It's really Yellow Springs Road..." Shen Luo's eyes changed and he murmured.
At this moment, a dull roar suddenly sounded in the void above his head, and gusts of wind came from high in the sky.
Shen Luo immediately looked up and saw a dark wind blowing in the sky, dark clouds, and in the middle there was a circular hole with slightly brighter sky, surrounded by thick clouds, and glowing with white light. It looked like a hole had been poked in the entire sky.
He felt something bad in his heart, and subconsciously wanted to stay away from this place, but the Ghost Gate in front of him couldn't enter.