What I saw was the brilliant light of the sun, but the first feeling of Lu Yun in it was like the coldness under the secluded glacier.

Compared with the scene of 3,000 inches of grass growing in the rest of the ghost area, the scenery in this ghost king's palace is beautiful.

In the flower-filled garden, black shadows swim, and those shadows pull out different shapes to form countless ghosts.

The cold feeling that is enough to freeze people's souls is full of this ghost king hall, and everywhere they pass, there are many grotesque.

A hundred ghosts walk at night, but that's it.

Following this black shadow stream, Lu Yun followed the footsteps of these ghost clans step by step towards a certain direction.

She carried a lamp in her hand, which illuminated the path under her feet.

She could see that there was some power reviving under the pitch-black stone slabs.

And the blood moon above the head, close the distance with them, the enlarged moon ring occupies all the field of vision, and the distance at your fingertips makes people's hearts boil.

The blood in the body, under the illumination of the blood moon, seemed to be intensified, showing a unique liveliness, which made Lu Yun have an urge to vent his abnormality.

A trace of ghost qi was extracted from these ghost clans and converged to a further place.

According to the Ghost Clan, there is a River Styx there, and the newborn of the Ghost Clan will be born in the River Styx.

The long line remained somewhat silent.

In this environment, where only the sound of footsteps remained, Lu Yun felt some special and familiar powers.

From the ghost mother-in-law's group of ghost clans.

The other party really came, but there were too many ghost clans here, and Lu Yun would not be able to lock all the ghost clans over there for a while.

This castle is magnificent and tall, and as far as the eye can see, the cold and hard dragon crystal has created a majestic body, solidified into a mountain, standing in this eternal dark night.

The team was still approaching the River Styx, but in fact, it didn't take long for Lu Yun to see a gray river.

The water flow is very fast, it is difficult to measure the depth, as soon as the spiritual sense touches the water flow, it is easily swallowed, and the stinging pain in his mind makes Lu Yun dare not continue to probe.

The River Styx, where it came from and where it didn't return, ran through the castle, and in it, the cold and cold from hell flowed.

One by one, the ghosts walked towards the River Styx.

The power of their bodies was resonating with the River Styx, and Lu Yun couldn't see the process.

All she could see was that the red mist of the blood moon above her head fell into the River Styx, covering it with a bewitching veil.

And beneath that veil, something resembling an embryo is being born.

In the pale red film, there is a gray liquid flowing, and the liquid is holding a small ghost baby.

The whole process was quick.

The Blood Moon Festival is a ritual that all the ghost clans are eager to participate in, but the ghost clan that can participate does not mean that they all want to have a new offspring.

Only in front of the ghost clan that resonates with the River Styx will a new embryo appear.

They stood on the edge of the riverbank, looking down at the young life below, with a joy and tenderness that should not have belonged to the ghost clan.

The embryo is still in gestation and does not meet the standards of being born in the world.

And in the process of waiting, the collision came so suddenly.

In an instant, the battle spread to a large place, and some ghost clans who watched the play were forced to get involved.

In the loud rebuke is the old age and anger that cannot be ignored.

"You traitors!"

On the banks of the River Styx, the ghost mother-in-law on crutches had a face full of hatred, and her fingers trembled as she looked at the ghosts on the other side.

"Why do you rebel against our king?"

In the stern interrogation, the same old voice responded to her.

The ghost grandfather hooked his waist, stood with his hands in his hands, and looked at the ghost mother-in-law's eyes with remembrance.

"Ah Hua, the ghost king has long since died, and all that exists now is a shell and a broken soul."

"Even if you forcibly fill in that soul, the one who comes back is not the original ghost king, but just a puppet."

"Ah Hua, let go of the past, stop being obsessed, as long as a new king is born, everything will start again."

Granny Hua, who was obsessed with the past, listened to this advice, as if she had heard some big joke.

"Ghost grass, don't forget who gave you your life."

"The king has returned."

"A traitor like you is not worthy to remain by the king's side."

Mother-in-law Ah Hua's tone is very cold, even in the face of this former companion and partner, she is also cold and hard.

"Why bother?"

Grandpa Ah Cao sighed lightly, full of exhaustion, and then he turned around and walked out.

He had long since been involved in this war, and he came, as he had said to the little Terrans, just to see his former mates.

"Oni grass, what do you want to do?"

Granny Ah Hua roared and waved her hand, and the ghost clan behind her couldn't wait to step forward to slaughter her fellow clan.

The other side gave a strong counterattack.

Faced with the love and hatred in the ghost clan, Lu Yun quickly found Miao Ruoling and others.

They didn't dodge, but followed the deal at the time, standing on the side of the ghost grandfather and attacking each other.

Ren Xiu's intervention undoubtedly broke the peace between the two sides over the years.

In the skyrocketing anger, several figures appeared beside the ghost mother-in-law, all of whom were human cultivators.

Unlike Miao Ruoling and them, these people are obviously prisoners and have become bargaining chips.

"If you don't want them to die, you all stop me."

The so-called you naturally refer to the cultivation of people on Lu Yun's side.

Looking at his companion, Elder Jin raised his hand to signal a halt to the attack.

Lu Yun let his figure drown in the tide of the ghost clan, and carefully observed his surroundings.

When she came to this ghost king palace, she had not found any trace of Meng Lin, and the other party was resurrected by the "ghost king", so when the ghost king of the heart was born, it was impossible for the other party to sit still.

Her gaze slowly shifted from the warring ghosts to the river Styx, which had been ignored for the time being.

Over the River Styx, the red mist is like a dream.

The gray river, the rushing waves, could not take away those embryos, and the embryos that floated in it grew in the river Styx with a solid attitude.

What they absorb is the energy of the River Styx.

And in the River Styx, it carries the negative emotions of the world.

Intense hatred, burning rage, roaring hatred......

And the ghost clan born in these emotions is nourished by these things, and it is indeed difficult to achieve peaceful coexistence with human cultivation.

In Lu Yun's gaze, a figure appeared next to the River Styx.

Is that...... Meng Lin.

Lu Yun's mind moved, and he was about to pass, but there was a ghost clan who was faster than him.

It's Aran.

The demented Ah Ran walked towards Meng Lin as if he couldn't see the hot battlefield behind him.

He reached out and grabbed the other's arm, easily and quickly.

He said, "You're here." ”

It's not a question, it's a flat narrative without fluctuations.

Meng Lin turned his head, and the fire-colored demonic lines occupied half of his cheeks, making his cold and hard face a little more demonic. (End of chapter)