The brother and sister fought back too quickly, and Ning Xixue failed to succeed. The lines on that beautiful face were completely activated due to the infusion of ghost energy, making the face look charming and dull.
"ah!"
Screams came out, and Ning Xixue stepped on the gravel and slapped Lu Yun.
This palm was very fast, and there was a grand blood light in the red eyes.
Lu Yun bent down to avoid it, kicked him over, and used the strength to stand with Meng Lin again.
Both of them stood with swords in hand, and started attacking with both swords at the same time.
The two swords crossed each other, blocking all escape routes. Under the attack of the two, Ning Xixue acted as if she was not used to her body, and there was always a moment of stiffness in her counterattacking movements.
Seizing this opportunity, the two of them headed towards each other's life, one on the left and the other on the right.
There was another scream.
The sound penetrated the spiritual energy, reached directly into the mind, and set off waves in the sea of consciousness.
Resisting the sting in her mind, Lu Yun opened her eyes wide and stabbed the opponent's shoulder with her sword. She succeeded with this blow.
This surprised Lu Yun.
But at this moment, Ning Xixue ignored Lu Yun and allowed Lu Yun to inflict a penetrating injury. The twisting curve of Ning Xixue's neck widened. She raised her hand and grabbed Meng Lin's sword.
The flesh-and-blood body was dripping with blood from the wounds caused by Sen Han's sword blade. Large traces of blood dripped down the palm, and were licked by the flames before they reached the bottom.
With this weird posture, Ning Xixue used both arms to pull the two of them together.
Just as Lu Yun was about to evacuate, lava spewed out from under her feet, and a chain protruded from beneath the lava and wrapped around her ankle.
The chain appeared so fast that Lu Yun had no time to react. After being hit, she wanted to pull Han Jiangxue out, but she felt that the muscles on his shoulder tightly locked the sword into his body.
On Meng Lin's side, there were also chains coming.
He raised his head and dodged quickly, followed by even greater force.
Ning Xixue dragged the two of them towards the magma.
There was no time to stop this thought-like movement. The chains on her ankles pulled Lu Yun into the scorching abyss.
The fire of hell is burning, and those who fall into it may have no bones left.
At the moment when the flames enveloped Lu Yun, Lu Yun heard Meng Lin's shouts and Ning Xixue's screams.
She tried to open her eyes wide, but all she saw was fire.
In the firelight everywhere, Lu Yun's mind gradually fell silent and her body sank.
The expected transformation into coke did not occur. When the body came into contact with the magma, the scorching temperature remained the same as before, and it also penetrated a thin film.
The body was falling rapidly, and Lu Yun had to brace herself for the weightlessness.
Her current situation was the same as when she stepped into the ghost gate, except that the scene below was not like night, but full of fire.
The red land is vast and vast. As far as the eye can see, there is no grass growing. The high temperature seems to have exterminated all life on this land.
This is a deadlier area than night.
This is... the real ghost.
After this thought came to mind, Lu Yun adjusted her body and stepped on the sword to steady her body, and heard the sound of falling wind above.
It's Meng Lin.
Yu Jian passed by, and Lu Yun grabbed her senior brother's arm and brought him over.
"Senior brother."
She shouted, her voice compressed into a line, and it could reach Meng Lin's ears despite the howling wind.
Holding the opponent's shoulders, Lu Yun found that Meng Lin's body was too soft and had lost all strength.
After she shouted, the other party's muscles tightened again, as if resisting something.
"Teacher...sister."
Amidst the difficult breathing, Meng Lin did not wake up.
Only then did Lu Yun realize something was wrong. She grabbed Meng Lin's wrist and felt that the energy in his body was particularly chaotic.
In addition to the sword energy belonging to Meng Lin, there is also an outsider.
Cold, bleak, strange, and vicious.
That is the ghost energy that belongs to the ghost king.
Ning Xixue has not appeared yet. Thinking about the sound she heard when she fell into the lava, Lu Yun's expression gradually became serious.
"Walk!"
At this moment, Meng Lin opened his eyes suddenly, and the moment he saw the person in front of him clearly, Meng Lin struck out with a palm.
The force of this palm was very strong and it hit Lu Yun firmly on the shoulder. She groaned and restrained herself from vomiting blood.
But the body was also separated from Meng Lin.
"Let's go!"
Meng Lin's voice seemed to be squeezed out, and from a slight distance, Lu Yun could see large fire marks on the other man's cheeks.
Just like Ning Xixue.
The second senior brother was possessed by the ghost king.
With thousands of thoughts running through her mind, Lu Yun could not ensure that she could help Meng Lin in this situation.
Obviously Meng Lin also knew this.
Meng Lin's pupils were light in color, a light brown color, and this brown color was now narrowed due to pain and endurance, showing an ice-like coldness.
Deep in these beautiful eyes, a shallow blood color is brewing, and the aura belonging to the Ghost King is resurrecting.
The Ghost King seemed to like Meng Lin's body more than Ning Xixue.
The painful howl appeared, Lu Yun did not hesitate, Yu Jian quickly left Meng Lin's side.
Not long after she pulled away, an explosion appeared from the air, black clothes hunted wildly in the air, the jade crown fell off, and the black hair covered her face.
A ghostly aura drifted over Meng Lin's body.
At the same time, a dark chain suddenly appeared next to Lu Yun, and the chain easily penetrated Lu Yun's shoulder.
At the same time as she penetrated, a suppressed and disintegrating voice emerged in her mind.
"Ghost King Palace."
Three words later, Meng Lin disappeared, and Lu Yun, who was seriously injured, struggled to use his sword to go to the ground.
Blood spilled from the air, Lu Yun covered the wound, her face as pale as paper.
After taking a large amount of elixirs, the effect of the body, which was already polluted by ghost energy, was still weak.
The moment he landed, Lu Yun staggered and fell to his knees, blood spurting out. Lu Yun leaned on her sword and sat down cross-legged.
She didn't care what the situation was now, and used her spiritual power to suppress the injury first.
The ghost energy in his body became stronger due to this incident. Most of Lu Yun's spiritual power was used to suppress the injury, and his body became extremely weak due to the drain of spiritual power.
She coughed several times and spit out broken pieces.
He frowned and leaned on Wu Zhu, feeling extremely exhausted.
The only good thing is that although Baiyao's medicine cannot dispel the ghost energy, after taking it, it is difficult for the ghost energy to cause more damage.
Another thing is that there is enough spiritual energy here to allow self-healing.
The fragments were sticky on her cheeks, and Lu Yun was sweating profusely.
The pain all over her body made her mind dizzy. She took a break and stood up, trying to discern the direction.
What senior brother said at the end must be useful.
Ghost King Palace.
She uttered these three words silently, barely recognized the direction in which Meng Lin disappeared, and headed towards that place.
On the barren land, cracks appeared in the ground, like scars, all over the land, with no edges visible.
Dry and withered, lifeless.
The red soil is extremely hot, and occasionally magma can be seen emerging from below the cracks.
Heat is the only theme here.
