Bang!

Ning Lang waved his sword to the back, and a purple lightning leaped and shot away, hitting the zombies far behind him, making a heavy sound. The zombies stood there for a while, and a force in their body was instantly released, and their entire body was exploded, exploding into pieces.

The black blood was poured on the grass, causing the mutated grass to make hissing sounds. Ning Lang chose the road closest to the gate, so he had to run around the grass.

The ghost's whimper continued to linger in Ning Lang's ears. Although it was pitch black all around, Ning Lang's eyes could still clearly find the traces of the coming ghost through [Detection of the Necromancer].

After all, the yin energy emitted by them is as conspicuous as a shaking torch in the dark.

puff!

Ning Lang was running rapidly, but he didn't expect that something would suddenly get caught by his feet, and immediately lay down on the ground.

At this moment, the entire ground was filled with mutated green grass. Once it lay down, it was very likely to be fatal attacked.

Ning Lang didn't even think about it. The power of [Strike the Dead] emerged throughout his body, wrapping his body tightly, making him a ball of light emitting a blazing white light, and hitting it hard on the ground.

In an instant, the sound of ghosts and wolves cried and howled endlessly. Where Ning Lang lay down, a charred trace made his scalp numb.

These green grasses have gradually become gray-red magic grasses, with tiny eyeballs scattered everywhere in the body. The mutations caused by the erosion of the yin energy have turned these green grasses into extremely terrifying monsters.

A single magic grass has no power, but after gathering the entire grass, its power becomes terrifying and terrifying.

The zombies behind him almost instantly, and their remaining limbs were swallowed by the grass. The ones who had just tripped Ning Lang were also these magical herbs that ate the marrow and knew the taste, trying to trip him and swallow him.

Fortunately, Ning Lang also used spells during the crisis, otherwise he would be very likely to not be able to get up once he fell.

"You can't walk on the grass anymore, leave here."

Ning Lang looked around and picked up a closer path and ran over. His feet emitted a white light. The surrounding magic grass immediately turned into ashes after being trampled on by him.

At this moment, a very penetrating scream suddenly came. Ning Lang had just arrived on the nearby stone road and was hit by this sound wave. He was in a splitting headache and instantly half kneeled on the floor.

But even at this moment, Ning Lang did nothing. He quickly waved the Blade around and pulled out lightning lights, fearing that some ghosts would take this opportunity to launch a sneak attack.

But this time, he made a mistake in his judgment, and no ghosts came around. Instead, his swing once again consumed part of the power accumulated in the Breaking Blade.

When the headache got a little lighter, Ning Lang looked up and immediately made him feel ecstatic.

The sun above the head has faintly exposed a halo, which means that the solar eclipse is about to end. And now it should be in the evening. After the solar eclipse is over, the sky is still bright, and the sun's brilliance will quickly drive away the yin energy here.

The power of the Ghost King should not be so, and it should be able to cover it for a while, but Ning Lang no longer thought about why this was the case. This time he was too arrogant. Even with the Broken Blade, it would be difficult for him to let him walk out of this manor.

After just running for such a short distance, the power of the Breaking Blade has been consumed by one third. After reaching half of the distance, the power of the Breaking Blade will completely disappear. There are no powerful creatures here, so they can kill them to restore the power of the Breaking Blade. Killing these ghosts will not have any purpose, but will gradually lose these powers.

But soon, a new situation appeared. After that scream, Ning Lang discovered the change in the situation.

The black light column in the sky is still extremely eye-catching. In Ning Lang's eyes, the huge power is like a magnet, attracting the surrounding yin energy. It is precisely because of this that Ning Lang can find that many ghosts began to move towards the center, and sometimes even strangers who are close to each other can ignore it.

Even though Ning Lang had temporarily put the Broken Blade into the space bracelet, they rushed towards the center of the manor like a pilgrimage.

Ning Lang should have taken this opportunity to escape from here, but his steps involuntarily began to walk towards the center.

Because when he saw the black light column again, he keenly discovered a little difference. Although it looked like a light column, when he looked carefully, he could find that there were actually two, but the thicker one tightly wrapped around the weaker light column.

The power of the two light columns is almost the same, so they are in a stalemate. The scream just now is likely to be the master of the weaker light column, because even Ning Lang can empathize with that kind of despair and hatred.

This means that the two ghost kings fought each other for some reason, and it was already the end of the battle, and the winner was about to be decided.

Ning Lang wanted to go through, just holding a crane and clam to fight for profit. The strength of the two ghost kings after the battle will definitely be extremely weak. Even if the powerful ghost king swallows the weak one, it will take enough time to recover. During this period, the strength of the ghost king will drop significantly.

Ning Lang believes that perhaps he will have a chance to completely solve the matter here.

But just as Ning Lang had just walked a few steps, a white figure shook past his eyes, causing him to stop hesitantly.

"What's that?"

Ning Lang opened his eyes wide. He seemed to see a little girl in a white dress just now, but because the sky was dark, I couldn't see clearly what the other person looked like. Moreover, his eyes also told himself that although there was a hint of yin energy on her body, she was not a ghost.

It is because it has been infected with ghosts for a long time.

In other words, a living human being, who existed with ghosts until now and has not died yet, is simply a miracle!

Ghosts hunt creatures just like humans need to eat. They can not only strengthen themselves, but also gain considerable benefits. It is like having an immortal pill in front of humans, eating them can lead to the Tao and become an immortal, but humans can't even see them.

Unbelievable!

As soon as his mind gathered, Ning Lang subconsciously threw a [Flashing Technique] into the sky. The huge light instantly enveloped the entire manor. Even if he had closed his eyes, he could still find that there was a darkness in front of him.

Ning Lang endured the discomfort in front of him and immediately looked at the place where the girl in white was found, and immediately found the traces of the other party again.

It was a girl about seven or eight years old, wearing black and red Gothic costumes, with dazzling white gold hair hanging down on her hips. She just glanced at her shockingly and mistakenly thought that the other person was wearing a white dress.

The girl looked like a doll, but she looked here without expression. After finding that Ning Lang noticed her, she ran straight to the center. Soon, the brief light brought by [Flashing Technique] disappeared, and Ning Lang lost the trace of the girl.

"That girl seems to be going to the center of the manor, so what is her relationship with the Ghost King?"

Ning Lang was full of doubts, but he was also going to the center. If he got there, he might be able to know what the reason for all this was.

Along the way, as the sun gradually emerged in the sky, some of the most fragile ghosts could not stand the scorching of the sun, either hiding in the shadows and trembling or turning into ashes in the screams.

The power of the sun's true fire, without the protection of the Ghost King, these low-level ghosts cannot even look at them.

Even if there are more powerful ghosts, they can stay in the sun for a while for a short time, but they are like lambs waiting to be slaughtered at this moment, and they cannot show any strength.

This is the sadness of ghosts. No matter how powerful ghosts are, they have not reached the level of the Ghost King, and once they are shining by the true fire of the sun, they are really the most miserable moment. Even if they can be like ghosts killed by demons in dark places, as long as they are not ghost kings and cannot use Yin Qi to protect their bodies, they will not be much better than chickens at this moment.

Even the demonized grassland that Ning Lang had to retreat just now was full of sizzling sounds. The magic grass was rapidly extinguishing under the sun's illumination. The originally green grassland was transformed into gray-red, and now it was scorched by the sun's true fire, quickly turning into black ashes and drifting away with the wind.

Even if it is powerful and without a qualitative leap, these magic grasses are still much more fragile than those low-level ghosts in front of the sun's true fire.

Common sense says that quantitative change becomes qualitative change, but under certain circumstances, quantity is just a number, and qualitative change is the real change.

Ning Lang ran all the way and soon passed many gray-black ash, which were the residues after some ghosts could not withstand the scorching fire of the sun and their bodies were ignited.

Of course, these are already a certain amount of flesh and blood. Those ghost monsters can only disappear without a trace under the sun, under the illumination of the sun.

With his left hand reached in front of him, Ning Lang drank the wolf blood again. After waiting for the magic power to recover a little, he took out the Broken Blade from the bracelet and began to move forward slowly with caution.

At this time, he could see the scene in the center of the manor, and the light column in the sky had begun to twist, which meant that the battle was about to end.

At that time, no matter what the situation is, whether both sides suffer or only one survives will be his best chance!

A chance to kill the Ghost King!

At this time, the light column was broken, Ning Lang's mind moved and immediately ran forward. The crackling thunder and lightning sword drove away all the ghosts around him, allowing him to rush straight to the center without any difficulties.

"Die!"
Chapter completed!