The Almighty Summoner

Mu Yun woke up in a daze, Yu Haoxuan's usually cold face showed a slight look of joy, "Yun!" His tone became gentle, "Are you awake?"

Mu Yun shook his head, slowly raised his eyes to look at Yu Haoxuan, and said with some doubts: "Haoxuan, what happened to me just now?"

"You were confused by the illusion here just now," An Zimo flew over at this time, "Fortunately, Yu Haoxuan stopped you in time, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous." His tone was very flat, but his heart was like a raging sea There were ups and downs, seeing his beloved so close to another man, his heart seemed to be grabbed by someone's hand.

Mu Yun looked at Yu Haoxuan gratefully, and when her eyes touched his shoulders, she found the place burned by the dark blue flames, and couldn't help shouting: "What's wrong with your shoulders?" She looked at the place in front of her with distress. There was a shocking scar, and a soft white light suddenly flashed between the plain hands. She gently touched Yu Haoxuan's shoulder with her small hand. After a while, the white light full of life force merged into his body. It began to heal quickly.

"Yun," Yu Haoxuan called softly, "You have to concentrate your mental strength, guard your mind, and don't be confused by those illusions anymore. There are dangers here, and we still have a long way to go."

"En!" Mu Yun nodded obediently, just when she was about to bury her small face in Yu Haoxuan's chest, when she found An Zimo was still beside her, she subconsciously withdrew from Yu Haoxuan's embrace.

An Zimo was moved when he saw her act like this, because he knew that Mu Yun still cared about his own feelings, although the other party's behavior was only subconscious.

"Okay, let's go down quickly," An Zimo reminded, "I can hardly see the figure of King Naluo." He pointed down with his finger.

At this moment, Zhan Qing flew down from above. Seeing that everyone was here, Mu Yun straightened his mind, then nodded and said, "Let's go!" After speaking, he flapped his wings and quickly fell down, and the three men followed suit. Not to be outdone, he speeded up and followed.

The four speeded up and flew for a stick of incense, and finally caught up with Naluo Wang Ming Shaoqing. Ming Shaoqing chuckled and said, "You guys really surprised me a lot." What he meant, Those illusions just now were also a test for Mu Yun.

At this time, Mu Yun was used to Ming Shaoqing's way of doing things, and he was no longer so angry in his heart, but said to Ming Shaoqing indifferently: "My lord, what other tricks are there, just use them."

Ming Shaoqing shook his head and laughed lightly, and said after a while: "We're here!" After saying that, everyone's eyes suddenly lit up, and they finally flew out of the dark water hole.

Below is a sea of ​​red flames. The lava in the ground is flowing through cracks in the ground. In the lava, countless vengeful spirits are crying incessantly. Pairs of withered arms are constantly struggling and waving in the lava. A very strong resentment filled the entire space, as if this place was the Nine Nether Purgatory.

"Is this the Soul Tomb?" Mu Yun looked at the scene in disbelief, "It's the No.18 hell!"

"That's right, this is hell!" Ming Shaoqing interjected, "but this is the No.19 floor, Soul Tomb!" He pointed at all the wraiths with his finger, "If you want to be among the ninety-nine million wraiths, It is really not an easy task to find the soul of extreme yin, now you can start."