The real daughter of the group pet is actually a Taoist boss

Chu Luofei entered the ghost realm. She stuck an invisibility talisman on her body, and directly grabbed a single errand, pressing the bronze sword on the opponent's neck.

The aura of the bronze sword was overwhelming, and just resting on Yincha's neck made Yincha grin his teeth in pain and howl like ghosts and wolves.

"Where is the ghost king?"

Yin Cha gritted his teeth and stared into his scarlet eyes, "You are so brave, how dare you..."

"Where is the ghost king?"

Chu Luo pressed the sword with his hand, and the blade of the bronze sword pierced directly into Yin Zai's neck, making a sizzling sound like hot oil sticking to his body.

"Ahh! I said, I said!"

Yincha pointed to a direction, "Ghost King is not as easy to be hurt by you as we are. If you go, you will die."

Chu Luo raised his hand, and a piece of talisman paper was pasted on Yin Cha's forehead.

The Yin error directly turned into a wisp of green smoke and disappeared between heaven and earth.

These errands all carry blood debts on them.

Holding the bronze sword, Chu Luo went directly to the ghost king's residence pointed by Yin Cha.

The further Chu Luo walked, the clearer the Yin Qi could be felt.

In addition to Yin Qi, there is also a strong suppression of forbidden techniques.

She is very clear about this kind of forbidden technique, which belongs to the lineage of evil cultivators.

Forbidden techniques are supplemented by formations.

This place really cannot be underestimated.

As soon as Chu Luo stepped onto a black stone, the invisibility talisman on his body burned away automatically.

"Who!"

A deep voice came from the thick Yin Qi, "Who is trespassing on this forbidden area?"

The dense Yin Qi covering the eyes disappears in the blink of an eye.

What came into view was a quaint house with its gate hanging in the air, and a stone tablet floating in the air in front of it.

It was written in blood on the stele.

Yama Hall.

Chu Luo sneered.

Two giant doors opened in front of you, and the voice resounded through the sky with a loud bang, "Who dares to trespass on this forbidden place?"

Chu Luo flew up and rushed straight to the door.

A bloody lightning struck down from the sky.

Chu Luo raised his sword to block it.

Crackling, bloody lightning strikes in the air one after another, all of which were blocked by Chu Luo's bronze sword.

"Interesting, interesting! There are still people who can block this seat's exercises."

The lightning in the air disappeared.

Chu Luo directly entered the gate of the house.

Once inside, a bone-chilling chill spreads from the soles of your feet.

It looks like a small house from the outside, but it is tall and big inside, with dozens of [-]-meter-long pillars supporting the roof.

There are spooky and terrifying ghosts hovering over it, and there are paintings of all kinds of ghosts and ghosts on the roof.

It is said to be a painting, but it is lifelike.

And on the top is a tall figure sitting on the high platform.

The facial features of that figure were hidden in the ghostly aura, only a pair of blood-colored eyes, like burning lanterns, looked straight at the past.

And right in front of the steps was Huo Xiaoming.

Chu Luo flew straight up and landed in front of Huo Xiaoming.

Huo Xiaoming's soul and body were entwined with yin energy, his face was innocent, and his eyes were blood red.

The pupils shrunk to the size of a grain of rice were looking at Chu Luo in horror.

Chu Luo directly formed a seal with one hand, and said the formula in his mouth, "Break!"

The yin energy on Huo Xiaoming's body disappeared instantly, and the blood red in his eyes also disappeared.

"Chu Luo?"

Huo Xiaoming frowned, and when he was about to speak, Chu Luo pulled him behind him forcefully.

With a clang, the ghost king had already stepped in front of them, his sharp claws blocked by Chu Luo's bronze sword.

"He's mine." The ghost king's eyes greedily fell on Huo Xiaoming, and then slowly turned to Chu Luo.

The scarlet eyes froze slightly when they saw Chu Luo.

In the next second, the Yin Qi dissipated from his body, and an extremely handsome face appeared.

"..." He looked from Chu Luo's eyebrows to Chu Luo's lips, and the coldness in his eyes dissipated, leaving only a gentle smile, "I haven't seen a monk with such a clean aura for a long time."

He was about to grab Chu Luo's hand, but was blocked by Chu Luo raising his sword.

Facing Chu Luo's cold face, the Ghost King still smiled softly, "I have been stagnant in my practice, and I can't find a way to go any further. Unexpectedly, God sent a monk with such clean spiritual power over here."

"God help me too!"

Chu Luo took a step back, looked at him coldly, and pointed the tip of his sword at him, "You want to use me as a spiritual tool to help you practice?"

When the ghost king heard this, he laughed loudly, "Spirit weapon? Hahaha! Of course not, I want to double cultivate with you!"

Chu Luo: "..."

Huo Xiaoming's eyes changed when he heard the word Shuangxiu, and he asked behind Chu Luo, "What is Shuangxiu?"

Chu Luo didn't answer, but the ghost king had already answered, "Cultivation of both yin and yang is good for you and me. I help you practice with yin qi, and you help me with spiritual qi, wouldn't it be the best of both worlds!"

Huo Xiaoming's eyes sank.

As soon as he was about to move, the wrist that was held by Chu Luo felt Chu Luo's strength.

Huo Xiaoming: "..."

The ghost king's imaginative eyes suddenly stopped.

His gaze moved down slowly, and landed on Chu Luo holding Huo Xiaoming's wrist, then slowly moved up, and landed on Huo Xiaoming's face.

His eyes flicked around the faces of Chu Luo and Huo Xiaoming.

"You came for him?" Ghost King asked Chu Luo, pointing at Huo Xiaoming.

Chu Luo didn't speak, but looked at the Ghost King vigilantly.

The ability of this ghost king is unfathomable, not those ghosts.

She firmly held the bronze sword in her hand and blocked it in front of her, "I came for him."

"That's easy." The ghost king stretched out his hand, "He has great luck, but his soul and body are unstable, and disasters often occur. Don't you think it's strange?"

Chu Luo: "..."

"Do you want to know why?"

The ghost king chuckled, grabbed Chu Luo's wrist holding the sword with his upper hand, and took it forward without any force, "Come with me, and then you decide whether you want to double cultivate with me?"

He turned his head and smiled again and said to Huo Xiaoming, "You also go and have a look."

Chu Luo and Huo Xiaoming looked at each other.

Chu Luo put away his sword and pulled his wrist out of the ghost king's palm.

The ghost king just smiled.

Chu Luo was just about to let go of Huo Xiaoming's wrist, but the moment he let go, Huo Xiaoming grabbed his hand and held it firmly in his palm.

Chu Luo: "..."

Huo Xiaoming: "I'm afraid!"

Chu Luo: "..."

The ghost king led them all the way inside.

Suddenly, a rotten white bone stretched out from the blood pool on both sides, accompanied by a sharp whistling sound.

The Ghost King frowned dissatisfiedly, and waved his hand, "Noisy."

That white bone turned into powder in the blink of an eye.

Chu Luo stared at the pool of blood, only to realize that the pool of blood was actually made of corpses of living people, some of them were even sentient, and there were spirits covering them.

Seeing Chu Luo staring at the pool of blood, the ghost king explained with a smile: "I made a toy when I was bored, and the living people threw it in. As long as I don't do it, they will never die. Even if they turn into bones, they won't die."

"Interesting, isn't it?"

Chu Luo: "..."