When the ghosts came out of their cages, they did not panic at all when facing Lu Yu. Instead, they rushed towards him.
They don't know fear or panic, they only know bloodlust.
"They are indeed a bunch of beasts!"
Lu Yu's eyes exuded an icy cold light, and he no longer hesitated, using his thoughts to activate the Heavenly Emperor's True Fire, sweeping across all directions.
The golden flames instantly engulfed everything, forming a golden sea of fire around Lu Yu. The flames rose and burned fiercely. The ghosts let out ear-piercing screams, and were burned to ashes.
In a moment, the flames dissipated, but the scorching breath still lingered in the air.
In all directions of Lu Yu, the void still fluctuated violently, condensing into flame runes that rose up and were destroyed.
The next moment, Lu Yu's figure flashed away and disappeared from here.
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The desert is endless, and as we reach the depths of the other world, the sky becomes darker and darker.
The remaining moonlight fell on the ground through the thick clouds, the wind was howling, the rocks were jagged in all directions, the wind and sand were constantly blowing, and it was a scene of the setting sun.
Pang Nianqiu was wearing a thin white coat, holding a silk thread in his hand, with a dozen ferocious stone puppets tied to the end.
Those stone puppets have no intelligence and are controlled by silk threads, like puppets on strings.
"She is indeed a witch, and all she does is evil heretics!" Some elders from the Duan family surrounded Pang Nianqiu, angrily scolding her with their eyes wide open.
Next to it, several corpses of members of the Duan family lay staggered here and there.
Looking at this situation, the Duan family did not gain any benefit from the siege of Nianqiu. Instead, they lost troops and generals and suffered heavy losses.
Pang Nianqiu sneered: "What is an evil heretic? This is what my master taught me. Do you dare to question my master?"
The expressions of the elders of the Duan family changed. Pang Nianqiu's master was that powerful man in the underworld. How could they dare to speak rudely?
"What are you afraid of? It's just a dead person."
A group of monks riding on wild beasts and riding on Yunxu came. These people were all wearing thick dragon scale armor, and the thick armor was put on their heads, only revealing a pair of cold eyes.
They are the "Tianlin Guards" of the Duan family, the backbone of the Duan family, and now they have all been transferred to the ruins.
In the center of all the soldiers of Tianlin Guard, there is a rather special being. He is a handsome middle-aged man, wearing a Confucian robe, with a long beard, free and easy, he looks like a gentle and elegant handsome man.
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But it would be a big mistake to despise this man based on his appearance. Although the elegant man behaved elegantly, there was a gloom in his eyes, as if he was brewing endless poisonous schemes, and the city was quite deep.
This person is the king of the ninth realm, Duan Changqing!
"Pang girl, if you don't understand current affairs, don't blame me for not remembering the feelings of the past. Hand over the secret key of the ancient palace, and I will let you live." Duan Changqing said calmly.
He is personable and elegant, just like a true gentleman described in the book.
Even when scolding Pang Nianqiu, he still behaved like an elder scolding a junior, speaking righteously and without any pretense.
Pang Nianqiu laughed: "Duan Changqing, there are no outsiders here, and you don't have to pretend to be so hypocritical. It was you who swore allegiance in front of my master back then, and it's you who betrayed him now. What do you and I have to do back then?"
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This sentence does not give Duan Changqing any face.
Duan Changqing frowned slightly: "So, do you want to go all the way to the dark side?"