"Is it because Lu Huaming got the information that was wrong? There are no ghosts at the peak of the late stage of fasting here?" Chen Luo couldn't help thinking in his heart.

"Forget it, believers do not doubt, doubters do not believe. Since you have chosen to come here, please continue to look forward." He quickly dispelled his doubts, stopped his merits and stood up, and continued to move towards the depths of the ancient tomb.

After walking through several passages one after another, Shen Luo suddenly stopped and looked forward.

A series of muffled sounds of collision came from the front, mixed with shouts, as if someone was fighting.

He was not surprised. The Yinling Mountains are rich in yin energy and are rich in various yin attribute materials. Every year, many monks come here to explore treasures. There are no restrictions outside this ancient tomb, so it is normal for someone to appear here.

Moreover, after searching for so long, he couldn't find a suitable ghost. It was rare to meet other monks, so he might be able to inquire with him.

With this in mind, Shen Luo quickly continued to move forward. After more than a dozen breaths, he arrived at the end of the passage, and a huge stone chamber appeared in front of him.

The inside of this stone chamber was quite empty, with only a coffin placed in the corner, but now it fell to the ground, and a stream of bright red blood flowed out of it, dyeing a large area of ​​the ground red, emitting a pungent smell of blood and yin energy.

Near the coffin, five monks were fighting with a blood-red zombie ghost...

"It turned out to be them!" Chen Luo's face showed a look of surprise.

He had seen these five monks, and they were the five friends from Mangshan I met before outside Danyangzi's mansion.

The blood-red zombie was about a foot tall, with her mouth full of protruding fangs, her skin looked like an old tree bark, and her body was covered in blood, and blood beads dripped from her body from time to time. I wonder if it jumped out of the coffin.

This zombie is quite powerful and has reached the late stage of fasting. Moreover, her skin is extremely hard and invulnerable to swords and guns.

The five friends in Mangshan rely on the large number of people, and although they have the upper hand, they can never kill this zombie.

"Brother, use the Fire Cloud Gourd. We can't delay here for too long. Going to the back hall is the main business." The young man in white robe among the five friends in Mangshan could not fight for a long time. He became anxious and shouted to the old man in Confucian robe in the leader.

"After Hall?" Although Chen Luo and these five people were old acquaintances, they were not friends. They were about to retreat quietly, but when they heard this, they stopped.

"Okay." The old man in Confucian robe waved his sleeves, and a big red gourd appeared in front of him out of thin air, and he patted it on it.

The gourd lipstick flashed, and a piece of red gravel shot out from it, each of which was the size of a bean.

As soon as these gravels touched the air, red flames immediately rose from them, rapidly rising, and in a blink of an eye it turned into a red fire cloud, attacking the blood-red zombies with great momentum.

The temperature in the entire stone room suddenly popped up, and when standing outside the stone room, I felt the air in front of me hot, as if I were near a stove, the high temperature in the stone room can be imagined.

The other four of the five friends in Mangshan had already retreated quickly, and only the blood-red zombies were still standing in place, facing the turbulent red fire clouds.

A trace of fear flashed across the blood-red zombie's face, and blood lights were shining brightly in the body. With his claws forward, the blood lights came out of his body and condensed into a blood-red light curtain in front of him.

The old man in Confucian robe showed contempt and made a quick gesture like a wheel in his fingers.

The red fire cloud suddenly rose and rolled slightly, and turned into a red firebird more than ten feet in size. Its speed increased by about twice. It instantly flew to the zombie and hit the blood-colored light curtain.

The dense burst sounded loudly at the intersection of the two. When the red flames and blood-colored light came into contact, they immediately burst out like hot oil encountered cold water.

The power of the red firebird is obviously much greater than that of the blood-colored light curtain. With a slight impact on the red flame, it immediately penetrates the blood-colored light curtain like a destruction, and then hits the blood-red zombie hard.

The blood-red zombie flew out like a bundle of straw, hitting hard on the wall behind, and its whole body was wrapped in raging flames, turning into a fire man, rolling all over the ground, screaming in pain.

The red flames were obviously not extraordinary fires, and they were quite powerful. In just a few breaths, the blood-red zombies turned into ashes.

In the passage outside the stone room, a hint of surprise flashed in Chen Luo's eyes.

The Fire Cloud Gourd of the old man with Confucian robe is very powerful, and it is probably a top-grade magic weapon of high quality.

"Who is peeping outside? Come out!" The old man in Confucian robe suddenly turned around and faced the passage where he was hiding.

The red firebird immediately flew back, floating above the old man's head, ready to go.

The other four people were shocked and immediately flew over, stood near the old man with Confucian robe, and surrounded the passage.

He lowered his eyebrows and thought to himself that the old man in Confucian robe was very sensitive to the sense of life. He was surprised just now, and his breath was slightly distracted, and he could actually feel it.

His thoughts changed sharply, and his hands quickly kneaded his face, and almost instantly turned into a square-faced young man, and walked out slowly.

"A misunderstanding, Tian accidentally heard someone fighting here, so he came over to take a look, and he had no intention of peeking at some of them." Chen Luo said calmly, his voice also became slutty.

"Who are you?" the old man in Confucian robe looked up and down and asked.

"In Shimotian Tiesheng, I wonder how many fellow Taoists have the big names of Gao?" Chen Luo claimed a pseudonym and said with a smile.

"Hmph! Young Master is close to this, when did you arrive here? Have you heard what we just said?" The one-eyed man's eyes flashed with fierce light and he approached one step closer.

"So what you heard, but what if you didn't hear it? Are you planning to kill someone to silence you? Unfortunately, you are not worth it!" Chen Luo's face also became cold, his magic power was adjusted, and the powerful pressure at the peak of fasting was fully displayed.

The expressions of the five people on the opposite side changed. Among them, only the old man in the Confucian robe had his late-stage fasting stage, while the other four were all in the middle-stage fasting stage, which was a little worse than Shen Luo.

"Fifth brother, stop, don't be reckless!" The old man in the Confucian robe scolded.

The one-eyed man quickly agreed and retreated.

Chen Luo snorted lightly and closed his explosive momentum.

"Fellow Daoist Tian is polite. Five of us live in Mangshan. We were given the title of Five Friends of Mangshan by friends from the Immortal Cultivation World. Below, Yue Gong, these four are my brothers and sisters..." The old man in the Confucian robe bowed his hand and introduced the five people in sequence, then pinched the tricks and led them on the gourd.

The red firebird flew back and turned into red gravel again, sank into the gourd.

"It turns out they are the five friends in Mangshan, lucky to meet." Chen Luo glanced at Huoyun Gourd and raised his hand to give him a greeting.

"Thank you, fellow Taoist Tian. The thing we just discussed is very confidential and involves a major thing to do next, so I was a little excited when my second fifth brother said something. Please don't blame me." The old man in the Confucian robe explained.
Chapter completed!