Seeing this, Shen Luo subconsciously released his spiritual sense to explore into the white mist, his brows gradually furrowed.
In the misty white fog all around, a large amount of soul power fluctuations suddenly emerged at some point, and hundreds of people quietly surrounded them.
"A ghost is coming." At this moment, Qing Lu suddenly shouted.
As soon as he finished speaking, hundreds of ghost soldiers wearing ancient bronze armor rushed out from the thick fog in front of them with great momentum.
Seeing this, Shen Luo was about to take action, but he found that the ghosts seemed to have no intention of attacking them. Instead, after discovering the two of them, they simply avoided them and walked around them.
"What's going on?" Qing Lu asked in surprise.
"Someone is chasing them." Shen Luo said slowly.
After saying that, he restrained his breath, moved his body, and quickly shuttled forward. After walking a hundred steps, he heard bursts of roaring sounds coming from the front, as if someone was fighting.
After he chased for more than a hundred feet, he had already arrived at the edge of the black bamboo forest. The ground in front of him seemed to be cut in half by a ghost, and a huge ravine ten thousand feet deep appeared. The thick smell of corpses rushed into the air.
Right in front of you is the Yingui Gorge, with two huge mountains standing in the distance opposite. There is a valley entrance where the mountains meet. That is the exit of the Shayin Valley and the other end of the hell maze.
As Shen Luo was staring at the opposite side, a fire suddenly lit up in the deep ravine below, and a huge dragon-shaped flame hundreds of feet long shot up into the sky, like a gorgeous firework exploding in the air.
Amidst the sparks shooting all over the sky, a dragon bone armor with ancient carvings appeared. Inside, black smoke condensed into a blurry human figure. In the misty palm was a black iron spear, which was stabbed far below into the abyss.
The murderous energy surged on the tip of the gun, and in an instant it condensed into an image of surging mountains and seas, and rushed straight to the bottom of the abyss.
When Shen Luo saw this scene, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows slightly. The ghost in front of him didn't seem to be an ordinary ghost king. Its aura was close to the late stage of the True Immortal Realm. Even a ghost king like Qinglu would probably not be its match.
"Haha, Ghost King of the Underworld, is this all you can do?" At this time, a hearty laugh came from the bottom of the abyss.
When Shen Luo heard the sound, he felt it was somewhat familiar, then he heard a whistling wind, and a huge spiral vortex emerged from the bottom of the abyss. The rolling evil energy was immediately sucked in and rushed into the vortex frantically.
Then, a person in a bright red robe rose into the sky. A person was seen raising one hand high. A qi hole could be vaguely seen at the tip of his thumb. The vortex of violent wind extended from that qi hole.
In the howling gale, all the evil aura in the air was absorbed and disappeared without a trace, while the big man in red robe chased after him, holding a blood-red sword in his other hand, and slashed at the Ghost King of the Netherworld.
When Shen Luo saw the court dress pattern on the man's bright red robe and the phoenix wings swaying on his black hat, he immediately recognized him. He was none other than the ghost-catching master Zhong Kui.
The aura emanating from Zhong Kui at this moment was much stronger than when they first met, and he had already reached the level of Taiyi.
He flew up to catch up with the Ghost King of the Netherworld, and fought with him with the demon-subduing sword in hand. The sword and the spear light intersected everywhere, and countless sparks burst out above the abyss.