Lin Wei's eyes were full of coldness, and the red silk in her hand poured out like flowing water, floating in the air, but it carried a cold aura, as if in the next moment, it would turn into countless sharp blades and directly hit the ghost bodies of the Black and White Impermanence. What frightened Lin Wei was not only the villagers' affairs, but also her construction of the blood pool.
That bottomless pool of blood…who knows how many lives it had taken. But she was lucky enough not to have captured the souls of those people, but only used their blood and energy.
Inside the dungeon, the Black and White Impermanence and the wolf demon Lin Wei were engaged in a fierce battle. Meanwhile, the Demon Lord glared coldly at Luo Cheng, pointing at the mess of broken plates and saying, "Brother Luo Cheng, you didn't leave me anything!"
Luo Cheng's soul suddenly pounced towards the Demon Lord. His speed was fast enough, but the Demon Lord still dodged it. Fighting among ghosts is actually very common among them. When they disagree, they naturally use their fists to show their skills. But Luo Cheng did not expect that the Demon Lord could dodge it so easily. When he first came, the Demon Lord was still a ghost with some defects.
Luo Cheng snorted coldly, "It must be you! It must be you who sucked the villagers' energy! I'm going to tell the adults!"
Luo Cheng originally wanted the Demon Lord to reveal the truth under his power, but he was no match for the Demon Lord. This frightened Luo Cheng. Just as he was about to float to the dungeon, he felt his body become heavy and was thrown out fiercely. The underworld flame on his body was burning at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Between the Demon Lord's fingers was a wisp of silver-blue Netherworld Flame. The Demon Lord smiled coldly and said, "There's a limit to how much I can tolerate you. Troublemakers are coming. Otherwise, I can watch you shattered to pieces... Hahahaha!"
Arrogant laughter echoed in the air, and the figure of the Demon Lord suddenly disappeared from the spot, leaving Luo Cheng alone to be burned by the flames. It felt like his soul was evaporated into water vapor by the Nether Flame. Luo Cheng desperately wanted to crawl to the dungeon, but every step seemed to weigh a thousand pounds. It was really painful for him. Perhaps it was because the Demon Lord's kung fu was not good enough. A cool breeze blew, and the Nether Flame on Luo Cheng's body disappeared completely, and the soul that was eaten away by the flames was slowly repairing itself.
Luo Cheng thought he was a good man with good fortune, but when he saw that the man was wearing clothes trimmed with red spider lilies and was followed by several ferocious ghost officials, Luo Cheng realized that it was this person who saved him.
Although his soul had been repaired, it was still in great pain. Luo Cheng prostrated himself on the ground and said, "Thank you for saving my life."
"Hehe...Xiao Juhua, bring all the wandering ghosts in this mass grave back to the underworld!" Jiuxi said cheerfully to the extremely ugly ghost behind him.
Little Chrysanthemum smiled shyly and said, "Little Chrysanthemum obeys your command!"
Luo Cheng was taken into the wind bag by Xiao Juhua, while Jiuxi flew towards the dungeon. Her phoenix eyes were as cold as ice. When she approached the dungeon, a smell of blood hit her nose. The ghosts in the dungeon were running away and dispersing. There was still some black ash left in the dungeon, and the resentment was tangled into a ball, floating at the top.
It was a ball of resentment that could not be seen in substance, silently accusing the man of atrocities.
A woman in red holding a red silk is fighting with Bai Wuchang with magic, while on the other side, Hei Wuchang is fighting with the wolf demon. Although Hei Wuchang and Bai Wuchang still have the upper hand now, Jiuxi knows in his heart that Xiaohei and Xiaobai can't hold on for long.
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