The temptation is right in front of you, and it seems hard to refuse.

As soon as Lu Yun made a bending movement, he saw a blue-black glow on the ghost mother-in-law's wrinkled skin.

The only horn on the top of the head was growing slowly.

The length of the horns of the ghost clan represents the strength of the ghost clan, and before that, the horn of the ghost mother-in-law was only the length of the middle finger, and now it is about to reach the length of the palm.

Lu Yun was halfway through his movements, and as soon as his body twisted, he quickly moved away from it.

She didn't touch anything on the ground.

At the moment when she retreated, someone attacked from the rear, and that person missed her and went straight to the Lethe Rock on the ground.

Be...... Zheng Pan.

That followed, and Zheng Pan, who was hiding nearby, appeared.

The other party's purpose is really Lethe Stone.

Compared with Lu Yun's cautiousness, Zheng Pan was much bolder, and after picking up the Lechuan stone, he was not ready to retreat against the ghost mother-in-law.

Zheng Pan's speed is fast enough, but there is still a faster existence.

A white hand, as if breaking through the void, arrived at Zheng Pan's side in an instant and grabbed the other party's arm.

The slender fingers were just lightly pinched, and Zheng Pan had a feeling of being unable to move.

Hiding the horror in his eyes, Zheng Pan looked at the person who came, and at the moment when he saw the other party's face clearly, Zheng Pan had a rare move on his face.

It is the daughter of the city lord, Ning Xixue.

However, unlike Ning Xixue seen by the outside world, the other party's eyes were a little cloudy, and the exposed skin was covered with large dark lines.

Those fiery lines seemed to grow from deep within the skin, interweaving into intricate patterns on the delicate skin.

Half of it was hidden in the collar, and half was crisscrossed on Ning Xixue's cheeks.

Those lines, like flowing magma, are strange and beautiful.

Ning Xixue broke Zheng Pan's hand and took the Lechuan stone in her hand.

During the whole process, Zheng Pan obviously wanted to resist, but under that hand, Zheng Pan didn't make any moves as if he was imprisoned.

It wasn't until Ning Xixue let go of his hand that he hurriedly retreated to Lu Yun's side.

What he saw when he turned his head was the beads of sweat on Zheng Pan's forehead.

His pale lips squirmed, as if he wanted to say something, and the fear remaining in his pupils was destroying Zheng Pan's mind.

Lu Yun didn't understand what the other party found in that short contact, and he was afraid of being like this.

"Huh."

For this development, the ghost mother-in-law does not seem to be surprised at all.

Her eyes were always on Lu Yun's body, and her malice was like a sticky swamp, trying to imprison her here.

The other party should have discovered that he had a problem, but he took the initiative to cooperate with his acting.

However, this will Lu Yun have no time to take care of the ghost mother-in-law, because Lu Yun caught a familiar aura on Ning Xixue's body.

The breath came from...... In the coffin under the crater.

The matter has come to this point, and Lu Yun remains vigilant.

In the eerie silence, the chains that had been quiet swayed again, with a great amplitude, as if they were alarmed by something, pulling those souls down.

At the same time, human voices appeared below the crater.

"Quick, stop these chains, don't let the ghost king recover."

The anxious shout came from within, and Lu Yun looked surprised.

Figures appeared below, and Lu Yun discovered that there was actually a very hidden cave in the crater covered by high temperatures.

At the entrance of the cave, there were several people standing.

Before Lu Yun could see who was coming, a sword light slashed out from there.

The sharp sword intent soared into the sky, with unstoppable power.

And after this sword intent appeared, Lu Yun's eyes lit up.

This unique Jin Rui Qi is Meng Lin!

As a result of the sword light, the chains rattled, and one of them broke, and after the bound soul was freed, it turned away in accordance with its instincts.

But the ghost mother-in-law is faster.

She grabbed the soul's neck and let the other party struggle uselessly.

The horns on the top of the ghost mother-in-law's head had reached its full state, slightly bent backwards, and it was the length of a forearm.

A terrifying momentum was released from the ghost mother-in-law's body, and her voice was cold, with murderous intent.

"A bunch of despicable rats."

This killing intent is aimed at the people below.

The movement above naturally attracted the attention of the below, and someone came up, the black-clothed monk, holding a long sword in his hand, and the sword momentum was like a rainbow.

"Little junior sister?"

The cool voice belonging to Meng Lin was enough to soothe the heat here, and Lu Yun looked up at Meng Lin who was intact and smiled easily.

"Well, it's me."

In the dance of the sword shadow, Meng Lin's expression was moved, he appeared beside Lu Yun, the cold and hard outline melted like ice and snow, and a faint smile appeared on his face.

"Coming?"

"Well, here we are."

A simple conversation, but the brother and sister are enough to understand each other's thoughts.

"Meng Daoyou, what is this?"

Figures appeared here, most of them in disarray, with burnt holes in their robes.

"My junior sister."

Meng Lin's voice was cold, and he didn't mean to say more.

"Since there are still people who can come in, can we also get out?"

The speaker's expression became excited, and he looked at Lu Yun eagerly, wishing that Lu Yun would take her away directly.

Facing the expectant eyes of these people, Lu Yun shook his head.

"I don't know how to get out."

It's the truth.

She came in and didn't see an exit.

"How can this be, could it be that you really have to kill the ghost king?"

Lu Yun's words seemed to cut off the hope of these people, and the atmosphere became anxious, and when these people complained to each other, Meng Lin suddenly looked at the dark night behind him, and Lu Yun also looked over.

"Everyone, all of you are here, stay and stay."

"It should be a congratulatory gift for the resurrection of our king."

The rough voice of the ghost mother-in-law seems to hit the heart of the person, bringing dense pain.

Footsteps emerged from the darkness.

One after another the ghost clan came here, ignoring the presence of the monks, and when they reached a certain distance, they knelt on the ground reverently, and bowed in the direction of the crater.

The remaining chains were faster, and even if the monk struck with all his might, he couldn't stop them completely.

"Quick, we must not let that ghost king eat all the living souls."

"Once the ghost father wakes up, none of us can escape."

"Damn it, bunch of idiots!"

In the midst of the scolding, Lu Yun and Meng Lin shot at the same time.

They didn't bother with the dancing chains, nor did they bother with the demons who slowly stood up after prostration.

The two have the same goal, that is, the ghost mother-in-law.

Lu Yun's original sword was taught by Meng Lin, and the tacit understanding between the two was speechless.

The coolness brought by the snow-white cold river snow offsets the high temperature here, and the scattered snowflakes fall in color, turn into mist in the air, and transpire away in an instant.

For the attack of the two, the ghost mother-in-law smiled, she held a cane, her body became extraordinarily flexible, and she did not fall behind one against two.

As Lu Yun guessed, the identity of the ghost mother-in-law is not simple, and the other party's momentum is still rising.

"Kill them!"

Under the cold order, the roar belonging to the ghost clan submerged the world, and death followed once again. (End of chapter)