"Since you all agree, I don't object. Let's cast spells and call out the master. If that person has really appeared here, with the relationship between him and him, I'm sure I can find some clues." The man in the robe finally made up his mind and no longer objected.

Of course, the other three people didn't know anything.

Then, the four of them took out various array equipment from their bodies and began to draw some spiritual patterns on a flat ground.

Half an hour later, a light red magic array was formed, with a ridge-shaped array, and a bright red crystal was inlaid at the corners, giving people a gloomy and cold mysterious feeling.

The four of them stood at the corner of the magic circle, clasped their hands and began to chant words.

A few "swish" sounds.

A blood-colored sword energy soared into the sky from the top of the giant spirit's head, turning into a blood-colored giant sword that appeared faintly.

A pair of black wings emerged from behind the night owl, and after slightly spreading, it was several feet tall.

A green bead spurted out from the mouth of the red pen, and after a dripping twist, it turned into a huge size as a head.

A ball of white air flew out from Bai Mo's hands, and shook in the wind, showing a few feet long white paper banner, with black runes flashing on the surface.

"disease!"

The four people exclaimed at the same time, and rushed to the center of the magic circle with one hand.

The four magic arrays each vibrate, spraying out thick light columns of different colors, and condensed into a huge colorful light ball at the center of the magic array.

At the same time, the entire magic circle also made a buzzing sound, and dense bright red runes surged out from all over the magic circle and sank into the light ball.

With a "boom", a wave of void nearby fluctuated, and a three-foot-long black coffin emerged from the light ball bit by bit.

The coffin is completely black and flawless, with more than a dozen yellow talismans sticking on the surface, forming a chain of talismans, flashing with blood-red light, making it look extremely strange.

"I'll invite the Ghost Mother!"

The black coffin of the four giants and four others completely emerged, and immediately bowed down and said loudly.

With a "wake", the talisman on the surface of the coffin ignited spontaneously, and then with a click, the coffin lid opened, and a ball of blood-red liquid spurted out from it. After it spread out, a little man about a foot tall appeared.

The villain is wearing a blood-red palace outfit, with beautiful hair like clouds, delicate face and crystal clear skin like jade. He is actually a peerless beauty with a reduced body several times.

However, at this time, her eyes were closed and she lay quietly above the magic circle, as if she was still sleeping.

Giant spirit, Ye Xiao and others bowed their bodies and didn't move, and they didn't even dare to breathe.

After a while, the villain in the palace dress moved his long eyelashes, and finally opened his eyes with a moan, slowly sat up, with an extremely elegant posture.

"Oh, it turns out it was you guys. Let me think about it... By the way, this should be in the Nightmare Palace. Could it be that you have obtained the key and have arrived there?"

The woman in the mini palace dress glanced at the four giant spirits and the illusion around her. After looking at the illusion around her, she frowned and said, her voice was extremely soft, making the man blush and his imagination flushed when he heard it.

After hearing what the women in the palace costume said, the four giant spirits didn't even dare to straighten their necks, but instead hung their heads lowered.

"Report to Lord Ghost Mother, this is not there, but the Water Curtain Cave." The giant spirit replied carefully.

With a "boom", the giant spirit suddenly flew backwards, hitting a huge rock nearby, and then landed straight on the ground. With a wow, a large ball of blood was spewed out.

Seeing this, the other three people all trembled, but they still bowed and stood there without moving.

"Why did you tell you when you set out? My incarnation has limited magic power. You will never let me go unless you are there. Could you four take my words as a storm!"

A layer of blood appeared on the face of the woman in the mini palace dress, and her beautiful face seemed to be ferocious. She then took back a slender jade hand she had just photographed.

"Report to the Lord, we found Meng Po's traces and suspected that the man was not dead, so we might have entered the Nightmare Palace together." Zhu Bi boldly explained, his voice trembling slightly.

"That person, are you saying that bitch is not dead yet? This is impossible. I killed her with my own hands and turned her soul and corpse into ashes. Slowly, this is not impossible. If she also leaves a clone outside, or a wisp of souls and resurrects the soul..." The woman in the palace dress was furious at first, but immediately remembered something, and her jade face became unstable.

At this time, the giant spirit got up, staggered back to its original position, lowering his head again and daring to speak.

"You four are waiting, I'll cast spells to check to see if that bitch has really appeared here. If not, you four are waiting to be punished." The woman in the palace dress came back to her senses from her thoughts, and after a cold sentence, her delicate body floated and slowly flew to a higher place.

An amazing scene appeared.

While the woman in the palace dress flew to a high place, her body began to grow gradually, and was completely no different from ordinary people when she was more than a hundred feet high. At this time, the woman also stopped flying, but instead stretched out a finger and stroked her wrist. A series of blood beads flowed out from it, and under the urging of some secret technique, it turned into a large mass of blood mist and exploded.

"go!"

The woman in the palace dress shouted and her sleeves shook under her.

A few "swooshing" sounds, all the blood mist condensed into hundreds of blurry blood snakes, and rushed downwards, either directly into the waterfall, or directly under the grass and soil, and disappeared completely in a blink of an eye.

The woman in the palace dress was waiting quietly in the sky with expressionless face.

In just one stick of incense, a blood snake rushed out from the ground again. After a few flashes, it arrived at the woman in the palace dress and took the initiative to send something in her mouth to her hand, which turned into a burst of blood mist and opened.

The woman in the palace dress looked at the thing in her hand. It was a ball of soil with bloodstains. A strange look appeared on her face, as if she was expecting, but she was also a little afraid.

Finally, the ghost mother snorted, put the thing in her hand under her nose, sniffed it gently, and then closed her eyes and felt it.

With a "bang", the ghost mother grabbed the soil in her hand to pieces, her face was full of blood, almost covering her entire face, and a voice full of resentment came from it.

"Very good, sister, you are not dead yet. If that's the case, let me send you to the Nine Springs again. Giant Ling, you come with me, Meng Po will have me to deal with it."

"Yes, Ghost Mother!"

The four giants immediately agreed, then flew up and followed the woman in the palace dress and chased in a certain direction.

In a valley, seven immortal cultivators were fighting for the corpse of a demon beast the size of a calf nearby.

The monster was snow-white all over, like a huge snow rabbit, but there was a strange horn like red coral on its head, constantly flashing with red light like flames.

This is a very rare flame-horned rabbit. The horn on its head is the best material for refining fire-attribute magic weapons. Just a mere horn can easily sell thousands of spiritual jades from the outside world.

One of these immortal cultivators is four immortal cultivators with similar faces, wearing golden clothes, each holding a thin long blade.

The other leader had a elegant face and a slender figure. He was obviously Zhong Jinlong, but he was missing another direct disciple of the Zhong family, leaving only two companions.

The body movements of the four immortal cultivators in golden clothes flashed and became very strange. The cooperation between advancing and retreating was perfect. As the thin blades in their hands were swung, rapid wind blades shot out, which vaguely suppressed the three direct disciples of the Zhong family, including Zhong Jinlong, at a disadvantage.

"Zhong Jinlong, do you still have to continue fighting? Your cultivation has not improved much compared to two years ago. If the girl Hongling had fought against us, the winner would have been decided long ago." One of the four disciples of the Tang family in the Golden Clothing waved the thin blade in his hand and said sarcastically.

"Don Juan, I'm just thinking about the friendship between the two families. I don't want to really hurt your life. Do you really think that I, Zhong Jinlong, is a soft persimmon?" Zhong Jinlong's face changed and he shouted in a low voice with an angry face.
Chapter completed!