As the whimpering demonic sound continued to pour into Shen Luo's mind, he felt more and more dizzy, his hands and feet danced more uncontrollably, and he walked towards the black ghost step by step.
Shen Luo regretted his carelessness and tried to use his magic power to resist, but he suddenly found that he had lost control of his magic power. The only thing he could still barely control was the little spiritual power in his mind.
He hurriedly activated the Buzhou Zhen magic. The Panlong Wall seemed to sense the condition of his body and sent a pure yang force that immediately resisted the influence of the soul-capturing magic sound. The dancing body showed a tendency to stop.
Shen Luo felt a little relieved and was about to use all his strength to suppress his soul.
But the black ghost head in the air roared again, and the soul-capturing devilish sound in the secret room immediately became several times louder.
Shen Luo felt as if he had been hit head-on by a club. His soul, which he had finally controlled, began to become chaotic again and his mind became dull.
"It's over, kid!" The black ghost head grinned, without any trace of his previous ignorance, and let out a sharp roar.
Countless black ghost howling sound waves appeared again, like extremely sharp sword energy slashing towards Shen Luo's body.
But at this moment, thick white fog suddenly emerged from the secret room, instantly submerging everything.
The black sound waves were like a drop in the ocean, easily swallowed up by the thick white fog.
Shen Luo's figure also disappeared out of thin air, and no one knew where he went.
"Illusion restriction?" The black ghost head was startled, and the ghost energy under the head surged. In an instant, a body several meters long grew out, with thick and ferocious hands and feet, and sickle-like ghost claws growing on the front of the fingers. It grabbed fiercely towards the place where Shen Luo had been before.
Several crescent-shaped black rays shot out, but were also swallowed up silently by the surrounding white mist without any response.
"Roar!" The ghost roared and opened its mouth to spit.
A black ghost flame surged out and expanded rapidly. In a few breaths, it filled an area of hundreds of feet and burned fiercely.
However, the white mist surrounding the black sea of fire seemed endless and was not affected by the ghost flame at all.
"What is this?" The black ghost finally panicked and used his soul-capturing magic power of magic sound again. The sound of ghosts crying became louder and spread far away.
Somewhere in the white mist, Shen Luo sat cross-legged, with a crystal light flickering between his eyebrows and bursts of blue light appearing on his body, becoming brighter and brighter.
After a while, the blue light on his body suddenly surged, his body shook violently, and he stood up.
"Master, are you okay?" White mist surged beside him, and the figure of the ghost general appeared.
"It's okay now, thanks to your timely arrival." Shen Luo breathed a sigh of relief and said.
After he was hit by the soul-capturing devil's sound, he immediately notified the ghost general with his mind. The ghost general was carrying a flag of the Yin-Yang Micro Dust Formation, and at the critical moment, he used the Yin-Yang Micro Dust Formation to imprison the black ghost.
"Master, where did that guy come from and why did he suddenly appear?" asked the ghost general.
Shen Luo briefly recounted the origin of the black ghost.
"Possessed in your body? Then this ghost is very powerful, being able to lurk for so many years without being discovered." The ghost general was quite surprised.
"Can you see through that guy's background? He actually knows the ghostly magical power such as the Soul-Captivating Demonic Sound?" Shen Luo asked.
"I can't see clearly, but judging from that guy's bald head, he might have been a monk in his previous life." The ghost general said, touching his chin.