When the new king met the old king, A Ran didn't do anything.
Touching Xin Wang's delicate skin with his fingers, the lines on Xin Wang's cheeks began to expand, and the color deepened, slowly turning into blood-like red.
Weird, demonic, and full of vitality.
This is a new king that the ghost clan is looking forward to.
Aran smiled and sent it to Granny Ahua's arms.
"Raise him well."
"He will lead the ghost clan to another level."
Once the turmoil in the world of cultivation ends, the dilemma of ascension will be solved.
Then when the time comes, the ghost tribe doesn't have to think about how to expand in the world of cultivation. After all, there is a new world waiting for them.
Even if they are from the ghost clan, who doesn’t want to see what the so-called upper world is like?
"……good."
The long period of waiting and waiting has long since blunted Granny Ahua's ambition to enslave people to practice cultivation.
The persistence over the years is both obsession and a demonic obstacle.
Her king came back just as she expected, but there was something different.
The old king's eyes no longer had the original desire for war and fighting, and became indifferent.
This kind of indifference is the indifference of having no attachment to the world.
"I want to go outside for a walk."
Aran said.
In fact, this battle has come to an end.
From the beginning, Granny Ahua was at a disadvantage. The participation of two powerful elders in human cultivation was enough to win this battle.
The past grudges began to be resolved in this battle.
The former friends no longer draw swords against each other, but have the urge to tell.
This is not about turning hostilities into friendship, it is about breaking up and not establishing.
It's time for them to have new goals.
Within a moment, a bunch of ghosts were lying on the ground. The ghosts' horns collided with each other and they were close to each other. This was their unique way of communication.
As for the ghosts who died, their bodies were carried by their companions and sank into the River Styx.
The gloomy ghostly energy engulfed those corpses, and this time next year, they will return with new lives.
And the newborns in the River Styx were also fished out one by one.
They have a new family, which is the reproduction method of the ghost clan.
The power of the blood moon dissipated, and the majestic and huge castle turned into light and shadow again, disappearing into the ghosts together with the moon, waiting for the reunion next year.
There are a lot of cries of babies in the village. In this regard, the newborns of the ghost tribe are no different from humans. Parents also have a headache.
A different peaceful ending, but a result that satisfies both parties.
The only bad thing is that Lu Yun and Meng Lin are not in good condition.
Meng Lin was still in a coma, and the ice layer on his heart only kept him alive. To recover, he needed external assistance, that is, the power of medical repair.
Neither the people nor the ghosts here can do this.
As for Lu Yun, because of the effect of the Spirit Ascension Pill, she is now no different from a mortal.
Not to mention Wu Zhuo, even when she touched Han Jiangxue, her body could not adapt to the coldness and had to put it away.
In the dantian, the little Yuanying had long since disappeared, and his cultivation level had dropped back to the golden elixir stage. However, due to side effects, he could not mobilize the power of Bishengteng to heal Meng Lin.
Ordinary, ordinary people.
Lu Yun felt helpless as she felt her body.
Fortunately, Lu Yun felt relieved that the Miao siblings were there.
I don’t know what deal Elder Jin reached with the ghost clan on behalf of Renxiu. When they left, they took away many Wangchuan stones that had absorbed the power of the blood moon.
The way out was led by Grandma Ahua.
Grandpa Guicao, on the other hand, pressed his injured abdomen, smiled as usual and lay on the recliner, waving his fan and watching them leave.
Only this time, the person he was waiting for would come back.
After passing through a layer of barrier and returning to a familiar place, just as Yao Huai had guessed, the ghost they were in later was indeed under the crater.
"This floor was the burial place we originally planned to leave for people to build."
Grandma Ahua was leaning on a cane, looking at the distorted space in the extremely high temperature, her eyes were very gloomy.
Even if cooperation is reached, Granny Ahua's hatred for Renxiu has not disappeared.
"If we had taken advantage of the victory in that battle and pursued it, would we have fallen into your trap?"
In fact, back then, the Ghost King seriously injured many monks who clamored to defeat the ghosts, especially those warlike demon cultivators, who almost tore up the cooperation treaty.
Now it seems that the original comfort was correct.
"hehe!"
In response, Granny Ahua gave an unknown smile.
Back then, a team of the ghost clan had been ambushing this floor.
As long as humans dare to hunt deep into the hinterland, they can still kill a few monks and powerful ghosts on their own territory.
By then, the hatred between the two parties may further escalate.
Just like today, even if the times change and both sides have the same goals, real peace cannot be achieved.
Weigh the pros and cons, that's all.
Once the restrictions on the Immortal Gate are opened, the collision between the two races will continue.
The ghost tribe is a foreign race, and in the eyes of the ghost tribe, human cultivators are not aliens.
People who are not from my race must have different minds. This principle is consistent for both parties.
Therefore, it was indeed a good move for cultivators to choose to stop when enough was enough.
"gone."
After people and ghosts finished talking about this, Aran, who had been waiting, said something.
Several chains hung from the sky, catching everyone.
The unconscious Meng Lin lay on Yao Huai's back, while Lu Yun was supported by his sister and brother.
Lu Yun grabbed a chain and felt a suction pulling her upwards quickly.
If she hadn't been protected by Miao Ruoling's spiritual power, she wouldn't have been able to scream aloud amidst the stimulation that no mortal could bear.
With a calm voice, during the ascent, Lu Yun saw a chain piercing the ground.
Crash.
The chains trembled.
A person was pulled out from below, and Zheng Pan's curses appeared at the same time.
When he saw something bad going on at the crater, Zheng Pan hid to avoid being taken as a prisoner by Granny Ahua, but he also missed the excitement below.
When he saw Lu Yun and others, he wanted to come forward, but he stopped because of timidity.
It was A Ran who discovered the other party and took him along for the ride.
In the howling wind, Granny Ahua below turned into a small shadow, not very clear.
Suddenly, Lu Yun and others were already in a mass grave.
It’s the same coffin.
The ghost cultivator guarding outside the pipe silently put down the bricks in his hand after seeing so many people appear again, and showed a friendly smile to Lu Yun and others.
"..."
The atmosphere was silent for a second. A Ran walked over, looked at the other person, and made an interesting sound.
"Would you like to come with me?"
He stretched out his hand to the ghost cultivator.
He used living souls to become ghost cultivators, but he didn't know how to do it, so he instinctively ate the flesh and blood of those corpses to gain strength.
In fact, such examples are still rare among ghost cultivators.
The horns on Aran's forehead were covered by magic. He looked at the ghost cultivator who nodded heavily and smiled.
"Let's go."
"Goodbye, everyone."
After saying that, the two figures disappeared.
The rest of the people could only watch helplessly as a ghost king entered the world of cultivation without knowing where he was going. (End of chapter)
