Bureau of Psychic Creatures Investigation

With Zhou Changsheng on her back, Yan Ru looked in Lan Xiaolin's direction.

I saw that Lan Xiaolin didn't know what kind of terrifying power she had used, but she exuded a piercing blue light all over her body!
Clothes fly every now and then, as if a god is coming.

For a while, Yan Ru didn't know whether to leave or stay to help.

"Come on!"

Lan Xiaolin immediately urged again.

At this moment, a person slowly stood out from the smoke and dust of the human-shaped cocoon.

This person was covered by a black spell, and he was no longer a person at all.

"The man with the curse!"

Yan Ru gasped.

Immediately, he felt that Zhou Changsheng on his back grabbed his shoulder.

"I can't go, I want to help Xiaolan."

Zhou Changsheng rolled over and fell off Yan Rushi's back.

"Do you think it's still a battle we can intervene in?"

Yan Ru grabbed Zhou Changsheng by the collar and was about to drag him away.

"How do you know if you don't try?"

Zhou Changsheng's face turned blue.

"Take a good look, the people in the Thousand Corpse Mandrill have completely turned into people cursed by ghosts, you should know what it means?"

Yan Ru exerted all her strength, but Zhou Changsheng couldn't be moved at all.

"I know that the person with the ghost curse is probably a creature that can only be transformed into after devouring tens of thousands of souls."

Zhou Changsheng preached slowly.

"But even so, if you let me watch Xiaolan go to die, how can I do it?"

Zhou Changsheng sacrificed his Yin-Yang Hammer with difficulty, and staggered forward a few steps.

Seeing this, Yan Ru simply cheered up.

"Okay, Lao Zhou, this time, I'm going to stand by your side. You won't know if you don't try this kind of thing."

Yan Rushi had some more talismans in his hands, and in a flash, he led Zhou Changsheng to Lan Xiaolin's side.

"Why don't you leave?" Lan Xiaolin looked at the two who had turned back, her face was cold.

"If we leave, what will you do?" The corners of Zhou Changsheng's mouth rose slightly, "I said it at the beginning, I regard you as a friend, a friend for life, how can it not be counted."

Yan Ru stood with his hands behind his back. Although he didn't say a word, he proved it with his actions.

For those who can stay under such circumstances, even Lan Xiaolin feels a little moved.

But she is a blue-clothed god, and she was moved when she was moved, and her clear cognition immediately made her overcome the moved.

"I have a way to destroy it. You are here to get in the way."

Lan Xiaolin said seriously.

"Don't be funny, Xiaolan, I know you are very strong, but if you are really sure, you won't be able to let us go. In this regard, you are somewhat similar to Fu team, but we don't like you to learn His bad temper."

After Zhou Changsheng finished speaking, he saw that the person who cursed the ghost in front of him had walked about ten meters away.

"Lan Xiaolin, the fight between you and me has finally come to an end today."

The person who cursed the ghost said coldly.

"I have long wanted to end this fateful battle, but I don't want to affect other people, so give me some time."

Lan Xiaolin also wanted to buy some time for the two of them.

However, the cursed person smiled coldly: "Since you are deeply involved in karma, there are no other innocent people, let me die!"

The shouting was like a dragon's chant, soaring into the sky, even Yan Ru was pushed back again and again.

The endless ghost domain suddenly swept away like a storm.

"You all die for me!"

The gust of wind carried extremely violent ghost domain air, and quickly rushed towards the three of them.

Seeing this battle, even Zhou Changsheng and Yan Rushi, who had experienced many battles, felt chills down their backs.

What's even more frightening is that under such berserk power, Lan Xiaolin was able to use the extremely ancient Asian language to resist.

If it weren't for this force, Yan Rushi or Zhou Changsheng would never have survived in the ghost domain.

"Is this the true power of the SS class?"

"I'm afraid it is already the existence of the pinnacle of the SS class?"

The two of them had just finished speaking, but Lan Xiaolin said, "Thousand Corpse Mandrill has always only provided him with energy, and he is not fully mature yet."

"Not perfect yet?"

Zhou Changsheng swallowed, and finally understood why Lan Xiaolin wanted them to leave immediately.

Now they only rely on Lan Xiaolin to avoid being invaded by huge ghosts, staying here is just a waste of Lan Xiaolin's spiritual power.

"Let's go, if it's too late, you really won't be able to go."

Lan Xiaolin urged again.

At this moment, Zhou Changsheng gritted his teeth, pulled Yan Ru by the horse and said, "Xiaolan, we are waiting for you outside, you must come back."

Lan Xiaolin supported Lan Mang, trying to help the two continue to create opportunities.

"Okay." Lan Xiaolin smiled sweetly, "It's great to meet you."

As soon as Lan Xiaolin finished speaking, she waved her plain hand and pushed the two of them to the exit.

"Want to go? It's not that easy!"

As soon as the words fell, the ghostly black energy swept towards the two of them again.

But at this moment, Lan Xiaolin threw out several blue light easily, cutting off the black energy completely.

"I'm here, you don't want to do anything to them!"

Lan Xiaolin said with determination.

"Forget it, as long as I kill you, none of them will try to run away, they will all die to me!"

The person who cursed the ghost has fallen into a frenzied killing, and even the voice of his speech has become extremely strange.

For a moment, the battle between the two was like a god, and the entire Longmen Sword Mountain began to tremble continuously.

It is precisely because of such violent power that Guan Su and others escaped from the shackles of the death stele.

They have already entered the depths of Longmen Sword Mountain, but everyone has been injured, and almost all of them have no strength.

"Damn, if it weren't for the movement just now, we might have disappeared."

"I don't know whose power it is that can make the innocent souls engraved on the death tablet frightened and flee wildly."

The black and white envoy swallowed, his scalp numb with fright.

"In short, no matter what the power is, at least it saved our lives."

Ghost Hand Xiaobai said.

"Let's take a rest first before leaving, I'm exhausted." Feng Jiu lay limp on the ground, feeling pain even to breathe.

But at this moment, in the depths of the darkness, bursts of extremely clear dragon chants could be heard!
"Long Yin, here we come again!"

Guan Su looked quite excited.

"So what if it's here, we don't want to encounter this thing now, we can't even put it between our teeth."

"Do you really think there are real dragons?"

"Isn't this nonsense? How many years have dragons been passed down in Chinese civilization? How could it be fake?"

While everyone was talking, there was another burst of dragon chant, which was deafening, and everyone's bodies couldn't help shaking crazily.

"Just the sound of the dragon roar is so terrifying, I don't know..."

Before he finished speaking, the entire Longmen Sword Mountain began to tremble crazily, rocks fell continuously, and as it shook, smoke and dust also diffused crazily.

Everyone found a relatively safe place to hide, and they had to prevent stones from falling from their heads.

At this moment, an unspeakable coercion suddenly came from the front.

Everyone felt extremely powerful flames spreading out from the depths!

A phantom in the shape of a dragon soared into the sky, appearing above everyone's heads.