With a roar, the ghosts actually pulled out a long saber about two meters long from their bodies!
This kind of horse-killing sword exudes black evil aura!
Charge forward headlong towards the Dwarf Tiger King Yingwang Lun and others!
At this moment, even if King Yama is watching, he can't stop the evil spirits from killing ghosts!
Too fast!
The heads of minions like the short-legged tiger Wang Ying and the little bully Zhou Tong could not even react before they were easily sliced open by the blade and rolled in the air!
In the underworld, unless the power of heaven comes, the soul will not die and can be reunited even if it is separated.
But while their heads were flying, they were caught by one hand after another!
These ghosts carried the heads of Wang Ying and Zhou Tong and led them straight towards the cliff ahead!
Wang San even took action personally, using the two-meter-long sword in his hand to directly pierce Wang Lun's body and throw him flying with the knife!
Then, they followed Wu Zhi's pace without hesitation, jumped off their horses from the cliff, and leaped down!
Under the cliff, the screams of Wang Ying, Wang Lun and others echoed.
"No!"
"No!"
"No!!!"
"Bang--"
A black shadow passed through the thick black haze, like a meteorite from the sky, and hit a piece of grass heavily!
Suddenly, with the black shadow as the center, air waves spread out in all directions, layer after layer.
At the same time, it also made the grass next to it rustle.
Among the countless leaves, a firefly-like insect flew up.
The light of these bugs was not strong, but their large number seemed to turn on a light for Wu Zhi, illuminating the surrounding environment as if it were covered with a veil.
This place is darker than the one above.
But it's not to the point where I can't see my fingers.
Against the backdrop of the black flames, Wu Zhi was able to see his surroundings clearly.
It feels like wearing a pair of darker sunglasses.
Wu Zhi glanced around and saw no trace of Pan Jinlian.
Then, he saw black shadows one after another, falling from the sky.
If they were alive, they would have descended to the underworld in an instant.
But this is the underworld!
Whether it is a wandering spirit or a horse spirit, they are both immortal.
Moreover, Wang San and these are all ghosts. They just "click" to straighten the broken neck and straighten the twisted hands and feet.
Then he stood behind Wu Zhi in neat steps.
At this moment, no one spoke.
Everyone's eyes were looking in the direction Wu Zhi was looking.
It stretches as far as the eye can see and looks like just an ordinary grassland.
The grass under my feet reached past my knees, and I couldn't see the ground clearly.
Wu Zhi and Pan Jinlian had a deep relationship as husband and wife. At first, Wu Zhi could not sense Pan Jinlian's existence.
But as the distance between the two became closer and closer, Wu Zhi was able to gradually sense Pan Jinlian's approximate direction.
Before, he found Pan Jinlian through this kind of induction.
But now, Wu Zhi found that that feeling disappeared again.
Then, Wu Zhi looked at his feet slightly.
"Bang!" Wu Zhi jumped up heavily.
With this jump, Wu Zhi jumped to a height of 100 meters.
And he found that all he saw was still grassland!
Not content with this, he used March 3 to jump three times in a row.
At this time, Wu Zhi had turned into a black dot in the eyes of Wang San and other ghosts below.
From where Wu Zhi was now, he found that at the end of the grassland was a lofty mountain.
There is a valley entrance there, and someone has set up a pass.
Wu Zhi even saw a large number of soldiers stationed there!
This was the first time Wu Zhi saw fully armed soldiers in heavy armor since he came to the underworld!