Li Mu was beaten into the dungeon of the Rakshasa Temple, and the imps tied him to a large stone pillar carved with a skull's head. Li Mu is also an iron-blooded man, and he is not afraid of the threat of death.

"Smack! Syllable! The little ghost took a thumb-thick whip and slapped Li Mu fiercely, and Li Mu's body had already bloomed with bright red blood marks.

"Phew!" Li Mu spat on the ground, "Keep pumping, just tickle your grandfather!" ”

"King, it's been more than half an hour, and this guy doesn't want to say a word!" The ghost who caught Li Mu flattered the Rakshasa King.

"Then keep hitting me until he opens his mouth!" The Rakshasa King motioned to the imps below to continue to serve Li Mu with torture.

"Smack!" "Come on, where is the whereabouts of Zhang Long's group of people hidden? Say it! Maybe the king will save you from death as soon as he is happy! The little ghost continued to whip Li Mu fiercely with the soul whip, and red flames flashed on the whip, and the whip whipped on Li Mu's body in addition to the pain of the flesh and soul!

"How many times have you said it, they have already been beaten by the seven people, how many times do you have to say it before you believe it?" Li Mu bit his mouth and said nothing about Zhang Long's whereabouts.

"Is that true?" The Rakshasa King walked up to Li Mu and inserted his ghost claws more than three inches long directly into Li Mu's body.

"Ahh Li Mu cried out in pain, billowing black smoke erupted from the wound, and the Rakshasa King withdrew his hand and teased Li Mu's cheek with his ghost claws, "I will let you not be able to live, and you can't ask for death, I will let you live better than die, and slowly torture you!" ”

After speaking, the Rakshasa King gestured to the little ghosts below to continue to serve Li Mu severely, but he turned around and left the dungeon.

Those little ghosts smoked for a while, Li Mu was also tired, and left here to do other things, anyway, with this bundle of corpses binding this guy, he couldn't escape.

Li Mu took this opportunity to start twitching, trying to break free from the bundle of corpses, but the more he struggled, the tighter the thing was tied, and Li Mu fought painfully

With this tightening rope, finally, I finally pulled out a palm that could be moved.

"Li Mu, don't struggle, this thing will get tighter and tighter, and it will strangle you in the end!" From the spirit of his chest came Zhang Long's voice.

"Shh Li Mu looked around, there was no one, and then said to Zhang Long in a whispered volume, "You stay inside and don't make a sound, they are arresting you everywhere, let me figure out how to get out by myself!" ”

Saying that, Li Mu rummaged through his jacket pocket and took out the transparent Ruyi, "See if I don't level this Rakshasa Palace!" ”

"Li Mu! Stop it! You are crazy? Zhang Long's voice came from inside the spirit again, "The Hades King said that you can't summon this ninth-level Yin soldier unless you have to, otherwise the backlash will be great!" You're so badly injured now, you may not even have your life by then! ”

Li Mu hesitated for a moment, and then said categorically, "Even if I die, I can't die in the hands of this Rakshasa King, besides, I have more than 2,000 years of Dao spirit, and I should still be able to resist this backlash!" ”

As he spoke, Li Mu recited a spell, and in an instant, the dungeon began to fall apart, and the entire Rakshasa Hall was "rumbling" wildly, and from that wishful thinking, an extremely cold breath instantly poured into Li Mu's body, he seemed to have fallen into the netherworld of absolute zero, and his eyelashes, eyebrows, hair, and every inch of hair instantly formed a thick layer of ice, and even the surface of this skin was covered with snow-white frost! It seems that the anti-devouring power of this god-level Yin Soldier Talisman really can't be underestimated! The frozen cold qi directly froze this bundle of corpses solidly, Li Mu exerted a little force, and instantly broke into countless tiny ice crystals, and even Zhang Long, who was refining his soul in the spirit, felt bursts of cold qi attacking!

"Knock knock!" On the top of the dungeon, there seemed to be tens of thousands of giants stepping neatly, this place was about to collapse, Li Mu hurriedly escaped along the deep hole, just in time to see the mighty ninth-level Yin soldiers wearing golden armor and fighting fiercely with the group of black Rakshasa troops, that kind of shocking scene he had never seen in more than two thousand years, only to see those Rakshasa troops were critted into the air one after another, and black shadows were crossed in mid-air, and then one by one turned into a wisp of black smoke, and the soul was scattered.

Li Mu was attracted by this shocking scene, and he was completely fascinated!

"Li Mu, hurry out now, it's too late if you don't escape! I think the Rakshasa King had the strength to compete with the Hades back then, and they were far more than that! Zhang Long's voice came from his chest again, and he woke up the fascinated Li Mu!

Sure enough, after the Rakshasa Army, tens of thousands of giant monsters with bull heads rushed up from behind, each holding a trident, and began to dominate the game, beating the 100,000 Yin soldiers who lost their armor, is this the rumored 80,000 Rakshasa ghosts? It's so powerful that the Rakshasa King actually released this thing!

"Li Mu, let's go!" Zhang Long urged Li Mu to leave again.

Li Mu finally got up and fled to the ground layer by layer along the bent tunnel, this tunnel is like a labyrinth, fortunately, this guy has been here for more than 2,000 years, and the terrain is still quite familiar, if it were someone else, he would have lost his way and died in this cave, but the underground palace of this Rakshasa country is too intertwined, and the road is very long, plus Li Mu has been strongly attacked by this god-level Yin Soldier Talisman, and he is about to run out of physical strength, Li Mu is a little sleepy, and finally falls.

Suddenly, there was a glimmer of hope at the entrance of the cave, which stabbed Li Mu a little unable to open his eyes. Li Mu stretched out his hand to grab the light, but the light was so far away from him that he couldn't grasp it.

"Husband, wake up, wake up quickly......" In a daze, Wei Lingling's crisp and pleasant voice came from Li Mu's ears, and Wei Lingling's warm voice called Li Mu.

He tried hard to open the heavy eyelids, and a blurry figure with long hair reaching to his waist appeared in front of Li Mu's eyes, but Li Mu's body was too tired, his eyelids sank, and as for what happened later, he had no memory at all.

When he woke up again, Li Mu was already lying on Wei Lingling's bed, and he didn't know how he got here. It's over, it's over! Wei Lingling must have recognized the wrong person, isn't this Zhang Long's ghost wife? I'll go, I'll do nothing!