The ice spear cut through the sky, leaving a white mark, and soon encountered the giant hand. However, it did not shatter directly like the flaming pistol, but broke through a layer of protection outside the giant hand and pierced the center of the palm.
Immediately afterwards, a loud "cracking" sound was heard in the sky, and a layer of white cold air spread directly from the ice spear, wrapping the black giant hand.
But the black giant hand just rolled up the green ghost flame on its body, and swept away all the cold air, and continued to press down slowly without any pause.
Shen Luo looked pale when he saw this, knowing that he would inevitably die again. Moreover, with the terrifying power of the Black Mountain Old Demon, even if he was resurrected again, the hope of escaping was extremely slim.
"Forget it, forget it! I'll give you a ride, so that it won't be in vain that we know each other." At this moment, the horse-faced ghost next to him suddenly sighed, then opened his mouth and spit out a red light. Two bright red flowers flew out from his tongue, and he threw one of them to Shen Luo.
"This is... what are you going to do?" Shen Luo subconsciously took the red light and was stunned.
Since the Horse-Faced Ghost is not as strong as mine, is there any way for him to find a way to escape
The horse-faced demon threw the small red flower in his hand into his mouth and swallowed it directly.
Then, he let out a long roar to the sky, and suddenly a large area of eye-catching red light burst out from his body. The aura on his body kept rising, as if there was no limit to it. Shen Luo, who was watching, immediately flew backwards more than ten feet away. He felt his scalp tingling and his hair standing on end, as if what he was facing was no longer an unknown little ghost, but a monster like a giant beast.
"Hey, you are..."
Suddenly, a surprised exclamation was heard from high in the sky, and the giant hand that was pressing down suddenly paused in the air.
The horse-faced demon ignored him completely. Instead, he suddenly reached into his bosom and found a black brush about a foot long in his hand. He pointed it at the air above his head.
The black brush seemed to be made of fine iron, with dense circles of runes engraved on the pen shaft. At the moment the horse-faced monster pointed it, a dazzling red light lit up on the tip of the pen, and red runes flew out from it.
Shen Luo saw that above his head, all the runes gathered together, as if condensed into an article, but he could not recognize all the characters. He could only vaguely see words such as "诲鬼、诛邪" and so on.
As soon as the rune chapter was completed, it suddenly turned into a huge red light that rushed straight into the sky. Amidst the thunderous "boom" sounds, it actually beat the giant black hand back step by step until it shrank back into the dark clouds.
Shen Luo was stunned.
“The soul-catching pen, the ghost poem, the soul-catching messenger… Is it you, the soul-catching horse-faced man?” From the distant sky, the shocked and angry voice of the Black Mountain Old Demon could be heard, echoing endlessly.
"The Horse-Faced Soul-Catcher?" Shen Luo was shocked and suspicious when he heard this.
The horse-faced ghost ignored the roar of the Black Mountain Demon, retracted the black brush in his hand, and slashed it fiercely into the void.
Suddenly, a red light burst out in front of the tip of his pen, and the originally empty void was torn into a narrow crack three feet wide and about ten feet long by the red light, and bursts of gray mist overflowed from it.
Before Shen Luo could figure out what was going on, he saw the horse-faced ghost suddenly grinned at him, then kicked him directly.