This is a man with a strong face, long black hair shawl, slender and powerful arms, and a pair of armor made of white bones.

The only drawback is that he lacks one right leg.

Basically the Holy Demon Lord!

"You didn't step on you to death, you actually came here."

When the Holy Demon Lord saw Lu Yun coming, a smile flashed across the corner of his mouth.

"Give me the little dragon in your arms, and I can spare your life."

"You are actually resurrected!"

Lu Yun looked at the Holy Demon Lord and took a breath of air conditioning.

Too strong!

This Holy Demon Lord is definitely stronger than the silver Zhu Yan!

At this moment, the Holy Demon King's eyes were roughly cold. Although there was a smile on his face, it was an extremely cold smile.

"I am not dead, so how can I say resurrection?"

A faint black light flashed in the Holy Demon Lord's eyes.

"Legendary, the obsession and resentment of the Immortal True Spirit is too strong... I never think that I am dead..."

Lu Yun murmured.

"shut up!!!"

When the Holy Demon Lord heard Lu Yun's words, his face changed violently, "I am not dead!"

boom--

The next moment, the layer of white bone armor roughly outside the body of the Holy Demon Lord burned violently and turned into a bearish Jiuyou White Bone Fire.

The Holy Demon Lord's majestic body also turned into ashes in the bone fire, leaving only a little immortal true spirit and his skeleton body.

Lu Yun's face was full of solemnity.

He controls hell, possesses the fire of hell, and can control all ghosts.

But now, the strength of the Holy Demon Lord is basically too strong, far exceeding the limit Lu Yun can bear!

No matter how strong the talent potential of a young tiger is, it cannot defeat an adult wild wolf.

Even at this time, Lu Yun suppressed the breath of hell with the Book of Life and Death, for fear that the Holy Demon Lord would be aware of the existence of hell.

In that case... the Holy Demon Lord will definitely take it out.

Hell is the most suitable place for ghosts to survive in this world.

"Leave the little dragon in your hand to me."

Around the skull of the Holy Demon Lord, the immortal true spirit flashed faintly.

At this moment, Lu Yun was sure that the Holy Demon King had not seen Jing Huaci's existence, but he asked Lu Yun to hand over Jing Huaci...

"It's you."

Lu Yun turned around and looked at the inner demon.

At this time, the inner demon has recovered from the state of that ghost and has become the inner demon again.

She nodded, "I can't let you take this little dragon into the underground palace, otherwise I will die."

The immortal true spirit, the resentment and obsession reach a perfect state, and the kind of sinister spirit formed.

The Immortal True Spirit is almost immortal and immortal. Even the ancient immortal emperor can do nothing to face the Immortal True Spirit.

Even when Qingxiao Palace tried to conquer the Holy Demon Lord, it ended in failure.

But the Immortal True Spirit is not without nemesis...the inner demon!

The inner demon of Emperor Zhouguang is even more the supreme of the inner demon. In her eyes, the immortal true spirit of the Holy Demon Lord is just a little ghost, and can be controlled by just one thought.

"Okay, I promise you that you will not bring Hua Ci in, and you will send the roughly Holy Demon Lord away."

Lu Yun took a deep breath and said to the inner demon.

The inner demon was stunned, "The inner demon's blood oath."

"The Blood Oath of the Heart Demon."

Lu Yun nodded.

A smile appeared on the face of the inner demon, and then with a wave of her hand, the Holy Demon Lord disappeared without a trace.

Emperor Zhouguang emerged from Jing Huaci's body, and she looked at Lu Yun with a frost on her face.

"Do you want to die?"
Chapter completed!