"Ahem!" Lu Yun climbed out of the pile of rocks with difficulty.

He now seriously doubted that Mo Xun'er was not as seriously injured as he looked.

This kick covered a straight line distance of nearly four to five kilometers from the mountainside to the bottom of the mountain, but he was still unable to release the force.

Lu Yun held his waist and looked at the steep hillside. Ji Niima had finally climbed up from the other side of the mountain, and now he had to climb it again.

"Brother! You have to speed up."

Lu Yun rolled his eyes and said: "Er ha! What you said is very light! There is a no-fly law in this space. I have to climb up step by step. How can I get up faster?"

"But if you don't hurry up, I'm afraid you'll have to collect the body for Mo Xun'er." Erha said, looking at the blue ghost floating in the air.

"What? Let me see who dares?"

The land transport started running wildly on the ridge with a slope of nearly 60 degrees, and went straight to the middle of the mountain.

And now halfway up the mountain!

"Not dead yet? You demon cockroaches are really tenacious in their vitality!"

A ghost whose head and body were severely out of proportion looked at Mo Xun'er and mocked.

"That's better than you porcelain dolls that break at the first touch." Mo Xun'er retorted not to be outdone.

But because he was seriously injured, his words were weak and weak.

"How dare you speak bravely even when you are about to die!" The light blue eyes of the spirit clan ghost suddenly radiated light.

Mo Xun'er's already bloodless face turned even more ugly, and he spurted out several mouthfuls of blood.

It was as if he was undergoing inhuman torture.

"Weak poor thing, an inferior race that can only use brute force!" The spirit ghost said with a proud look: "As long as you ask me, I can give you a good time! Otherwise, it is still a long time before dawn! I have

Plenty of time to play with you slowly."

"cut!"

Mo Xun'er spat out a mouthful of blood foam. Even though he was extremely weak and had a splitting headache, he still struggled to open his mouth and said: "We demons... If we are pathetic... then what do you, the spirit clan, mean? Are you being taken for granted?

The gunman's...cannon fodder? Or a chess piece that has lost its use value...and been ruthlessly abandoned?"

Mo Xun'er's words successfully angered the spirit clan ghosts, because what she said was an indisputable fact.

In the original war that destroyed the Donglai Empire, because of the characteristics and advantages of the Spirit Tribe, the Tian defeated the Demon Tribe.

In order to make the Eldar willing to sacrifice their lives, other races have blown the Eldar to the sky, and all kinds of rainbow farts are at their fingertips.

And this plays into the hands of the Eldar race. They are so arrogant that they have always placed the Eldar race above other races, claiming to be the people closest to the way of heaven.

In that war of annihilation, it can be said that the entire Spirit clan participated in the war.

While it dealt a fatal blow to the demons, it also brought its own race to decline.

Almost all the Eldar clan members who participated in the war died in the battle, and the remaining Eldar clan members were either elderly people in their twilight years or children who had not yet grown up.

In such an era where there are many kinds of things, a race that lacks a backbone can only have one result - extinction!

The spirit clan ghost trembled all over. In these endless years of darkness, he gradually broke away from the false compliments.

Looking at the origin and end of the entire war, it is painful to discover that what awaits the Eldar tribe may be an even more tragic fate than that of the Demon tribe.

This made him extremely annoyed and miserable. Over these long years, this complex emotion gradually became distorted and deformed!

It turned into an overwhelming hatred for the demon clan and the zombie clan.

If they had not caused trouble and caused dissatisfaction among many races, there would not have been a joint crusade later, and the Eldar race would not have been involved.

"I will let you taste the most painful torture in the world, and crush your soul into slag bit by bit!"

"I'm afraid of you... ah!"

A heartbreaking scream came from Mo Xun'er's mouth.

She now feels like her head is being pierced back and forth by tens of thousands of silver needles. For a race like the demons whose souls are already weak in soul strength, the pain is double the pain.

"Didn't you have a tough mouth just now?" The spirit clan ghost said with a ferocious expression: "Please! As long as you beg me, I will give you a good pleasure!"

"You...are dreaming!"

The Spirit Clan ghost's face darkened and he said, "It seems I need to add some ingredients to you! You can actually speak!"

As he spoke, the light in his blue eyes became even brighter.

But suddenly a figure stood in front of Mo Xun'er, not only blocking the sight of the spirit clan ghost, but also blocking the attack of the soul he released.

Lu Yun checked Mo Xun'er's condition and breathed a sigh of relief. Although the injury was serious, in the face of the demon's strong recovery power, everything was just a matter of time.

"250! Why...why are you back again? Didn't I...didn't I tell you to run away quickly?" Mo Xun'er complained with a depressed look.

The successive tortures made her physically and mentally exhausted, and even her eyelids were fighting!

Lu Yun quit his job, and he really can't get over the 250 hurdle. I'm going to save you after all my troubles! Can't you say something nice?

The spirit clan ghost's face was full of anger. Looking at Lu Yun with his back turned, he felt extremely insulted in his heart.

"court death!"

The light released from his eyes was even greater.

Lu Yun turned his head and glanced, and the spirit clan ghost immediately stood there blankly, and the light in his eyes dimmed.

There was even more turmoil in his heart. He didn't understand why the demons in front of him were not strong, but the divine soul could be so powerful.

So powerful that even he looked so small and humble under the shroud of this soul!

When it comes to physical strength, Lu Yun can't compare to the demons and zombies, but when it comes to spiritual strength, he really has never been intimidated by anyone!

Even the Spirit Tribe, which is known for its powerful soul, is not qualified in front of him.

"Impossible! It's impossible for the demon clan to have such a powerful soul!" The spirit clan ghost exclaimed!

Dark blue light erupted in his eyes, trying to see through Lu Yun's true identity under the disguise of the demon clan.

"You...you are...a human race!"

Lu Yun: "???"

He really didn't expect that the other party could detect his disguise. He lowered his head and glanced at Mo Xun'er in his arms. Fortunately, the other party was already unconscious due to serious injuries, otherwise it would be troublesome to explain.

"I didn't expect your big-headed son to have some abilities. Not only can he see that I am not a demon, but he can also see my true identity..."

Lu Yun hasn't finished speaking yet!

Lu Yun was stunned when he saw the ghost of the Spirit Clan kneeling on the ground.

What is this for?

I haven’t shown my true skills yet!

Why did you kneel down first?

Foot slipped?
Chapter completed!