Spiritual links ignore language barriers and convey meaning directly.

The ethereal will of the Lich High Priest reverberated in his mind.

The King of the Undead? Did the souls of the dead who had slept in the pyramids of the Golden City awaken from the disturbance of Paul's battle?

Standing still, he could manipulate countless corpses, and with a wave of his hand, he could subdue them, and even someone as powerful as Fang Moqi was helpless.

Feeling the chill of the frost, Nedri shuddered, and Alain was even more confused.

The Wall-Facing family has entered Aztlan many times, and although they have not conducted detailed investigations, they have never experienced such a crisis, is it really because this time it was another shooting and explosion that really woke up the dead?

It's been hundreds of years, and there are still immortals in the Golden City? When did it happen? Is this still on Earth?

Dungar didn't want to die here like this, but fortunately, the high priest in front of him was able to communicate directly with their hearts.

As long as you can communicate, it's not the worst.

So he immediately said, "Please wait a minute! We are not invaders! ”

Lan Mu's cold will said, "Sinner...... I give you the opportunity to plead. ”

"If I am disappointed, I can only offer your souls!"

Dungar trembled with the stimulation of the frost and asked cautiously in his mind.

"My ancestors never recorded your deposits...... Pls your name ......"

Lan Mu floated up slowly, and the sea of skeletons around him suddenly cheered.

"My name...... Moro ...... Aztlan hosts. ”

This is the last name of the Fire Demon's true name, and at this moment Lan Mu is using it as the name of the High Priest.

"Your Highness Morogo, we have no intention of disturbing you, let alone for the sake of treasure......"

"Rather, we are here to prevent the wicked from coveting the riches of the Aztláns, as for the wicked man...... He had just died at the hands of your servant......" Dungar shuddered as he pointed to Paul's corpse.

There was no need to look at it, of course Lan Mu knew that Paul was dead.

Now that Dungar was humbly begging for mercy, Lan Mu originally wanted to let them go under the stairs like this.

After all, except for Luther, the damned ones are dead, and he won't kill Fang Moqi and the others here.

"The owner of the Golden City...... Interesting......"

"Huh?" Lan Mu suddenly sensed Fang Moqi's unconscious thoughts from the spiritual link, after all, he only needed to think about it when he spoke.

He couldn't help but look over, Fang Moqi's face was strange at this time, and there was excitement in his eyes, as if he was treating the matter in front of him as an adventure, and the high priest in Lan Mu's disguise as a new challenge!

It's about to die, what do you want? Do people who push the limits die like this? You'll die if you're soft!

Suddenly it occurred to Fang Moqi that he had killed his Silver Skull subordinate just now, and even shot him with an arrow......

This is simply an act of death, and now it is difficult for Lan Mu to ride a tiger, and it is impossible to let him go if he is reasonable.

"Alas, Lao Fang, you make me very embarrassed......"

Suddenly, Lan Mu seemed to have some idea, and smiled strangely under the mask.

"Isn't it easy to want to die? This is the ...... you forced me."

"Don't be scared ......"

Lan Mu floated in the air, and suddenly with a wave of his hand, Paul's ghost flew in front of him.

Instead of stripping Paul of his negative feelings, he directly added a dead soul to strengthen it.

With a little dark power, Paul's ghost grew stronger and stronger, and finally turned into a physical ghost.

Seeing the ghost of Paul's image in mid-air, everyone was shocked, especially Nedri, who burst into tears.

Because Paul's face was hideous and terrifying, he was thrown down by Luther, and then killed by the Silver Skull, and died in the golden city he was chasing.

Negative emotions such as unwillingness, resentment, and hatred filled his soul, and after being strengthened, he was even more like a ghost.

"Luther! I'm back from hell again! When Paul saw Luther, he did not hide his murderous intent, and directly turned into a black shadow and pounced on him.

Luthor was haunted by Paul's ghost, his body's essence was disappearing, his eyes were bloodshot and he screamed hoarsely.

No matter how much Luthor attacked Paul, he couldn't help him, and this half-energy, half-material being, directly ignored Luthor's attack, causing Luthor to tear himself in pain.

At this time, Lan Mu said: "Hypocritical human nature, twisted soul. ”

"The ugliness of your souls is unconcealed in my eyes......"

"Whether it's spying on holy places, coveting treasures...... Or disturb the dead......"

"All are capital crimes!"

Luther knew that he had coveted the treasure and had shot at the high priest, and was on the verge of a mental breakdown when he was tormented by Paul's ghost.

Lan Mu's words were like the last straw, which finally made him crazy.

"Nope! I'm not guilty! Damn the containment, you're going to be ......"

Before he finished speaking, his whole body was frozen in frost.

With a click, the iceman broke, and his body exploded into two pieces along with the frost, preventing even blood from flowing.

His dead soul was received into the box by Lan Mu, and after combing it, it was directly fused.

This is for Luthor's memories of the CANC organization, and the more angry and unwilling he is before he dies, the more information the memory fragment has.

"Hahaha! You, too, will die! "Paul is now a mad vengeful ghost.

All the living people present were regarded by him as enemies, and all the faults were attributed to Alain and the others.

"Ridiculous...... "How could Lan Mu let Paul take revenge, and directly hit a ball of dark power and submerged into Paul's body.

In addition to transforming the undead, the forces of darkness can also ...... Detonate!

"Bang!"

With a muffled sound, Paul, who was about to pounce on Alain, suddenly exploded, and the ghost was eroded and exploded, and finally turned into a stream of black shadows and sank into the scepter in Lan Mu's hand.

A black mist on the black gem, a ghost squeezed by the power of darkness, still struggling and twisting, let out a trembling soul-shaking roar.

"Sinner...... Also worthy of talking about revenge? ”

"Suffer in pain! Sentence...... Forever! ”

There were four people left, Fang Moqi was quite calm, and the other three had already deeply felt the fear.

Luthor was tortured by ghosts, killed by broken ice, and his soul was collected......

Paul was even more miserable, he was created into a ghost and ghost, and he was suppressed and banned lightly, and he was not at peace after death, and he lived forever......

In front of everyone, Lan Mu's behavior of playing with the soul and controlling life and death is more deterrent than a sword and a gun pointing at the head.

Even Fang Moqi was frightened, after all, death is death, he had already put life and death aside.

But...... What if death was just the beginning?

After death, the soul will be toyed with and enslaved for countless years, and the kind of torture is unimaginable!

"His Highness Morogo ......"

"We stumbled in here and disturbed your peace not ......"

"No, no, no! The culprit who disturbed you is dead, we are just being held hostage! ”

When Dungar saw Lan Mu looking over, he trembled and argued that he didn't want to die yet, let alone torture his soul after death......

Nedri cried directly, her face was covered with rain, and she was sobbing tremblingly, not daring to cry loudly.

In the spirit link, she said in a panic: "Let us go!" It's none of my business......"

"I promise no one will break into this place again...... I swear to God! ”

Fang Moqi looked at Nedri speechlessly, and said in his heart, what is the use of swearing to God?

Lan Mu also knew that Nedri's was really frightened, and even swore an oath to God in front of the Aztec lich high priest......

What's the difference between this and shouting Amitabha Buddha in front of the Pope?

In fact, Lan Mu's goal has been achieved, Luthor and Paul are dead, and it is not necessary to kill the few who are still alive.

As for what to do......

Lan Mu suddenly sensed something, and pretended to be indifferent.

"If God comes here, I'll kill him!"

As soon as Lan Mu finished speaking, Fang Moqi suddenly threw out four grenades, and they exploded as soon as they arrived in front of him.

Under the surprise of Nedri and the others, the smoke and flames engulfed Lan Mu's figure.

Before they could cheer, the flames were instantly dispersed, and Lan Mu, who was protected by the frost and cold current, slowly walked in front of everyone.

Under the perception of spiritual power, they had no secrets to speak of, and all the small movements in Fang Moqi's secret were seen by Lan Mu. He deliberately waited until the grenade was about to explode before throwing it out, just to prevent Lan Mu from dodging.

However, Fang Moqi was still a mortal after all, and he had never faced an opponent like a lich.

Lan Mu didn't need to dodge at all, this kind of Cheng Dù's attack was just an itch, a firework from four grenades. With preparation, the frost armor negates the explosion damage, and the flames are easily extinguished.

He killed Fang Moqi and the others with an invincible attitude, and the air was cold and full of death.

Lan Mu's soul strength is two thousand times higher than that of everyone else, it can be said that he is mentally crushed, and people with a slightly weaker will can't stand this kind of power oppression.

"I can't go on any longer, let's end it now......"

"Just to scare them anyway...... It's time for this drama to come to an end......"

Lan Mu's huge spiritual power was originally linked to their hearts, and at this moment, with just a gentle impact, these people's almost unguarded minds would be invaded by Lan Mu.

Mental concussion!

"Uh......"

"Puff ......"

Nedri, Dungar, and Alain were instantly unconscious.

Fang Moqi was determined, and he even froze for a moment without falling.

Lan Mu continued to have a mental convulsion, and Fang Moqi finally fainted.

"This time, I have to be in a coma for at least six hours......"