My Seven Sisters Are Stunningly Beautiful (The Return of the Gods)

"Cough cough!" Lu Yun crawled out from the pile of rocks with difficulty.

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

With this kick, he covered a straight-line distance of nearly four or five kilometers from the middle of the mountain to the bottom of the mountain, but he was unable to dissipate the force.

Lu Yun held his waist and looked at the steep slope. He realized that he had climbed up the mountain from the other side with great difficulty, and now he had to climb it again.

"Brother! You have to speed up."

Lu Yun rolled his eyes and said, "Erha! You make it sound so easy! There is a no-fly rule in this space. I have to climb up step by step. How can I get up quickly?"

"But if you don't hurry up, you'll probably have no choice but to collect Moxun'er's body." Erha said, looking at the blue ghost floating in the air.

"What? Let's see who dares?"

Lu Yun ran wildly on the ridge with a slope of nearly 60 degrees and headed straight to the halfway point of the mountain.

And now it’s halfway up the mountain!

"Not dead yet? You demon cockroaches are really strong!"

A ghost with a seriously disproportionate head and body looked at Mo Xun'er sneer.

"That's better than you bunch of porcelain dolls that break at the slightest touch." Mo Xun'er retorted unyieldingly.

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

"You still dare to accept verbal attacks when you are about to die!" The pale blue eyes of the elf ghost suddenly emitted light.

Mo Xun'er's already pale face became even uglier, and she spat out several mouthfuls of blood.

It was as if he was enduring inhuman torture.

"You are a weak and pathetic creature, a lowly race that can only use brute force!" The spirit said proudly, "As long as you beg me, I can give you a quick death! Otherwise, it's still a long way to dawn! I have plenty of time to play with you slowly."

"cut!"

Mo Xun'er spat out a mouthful of blood foam. Even though she was extremely weak and had a splitting headache, she still spoke with difficulty: "If we, the demon race... are pitiful creatures... then what are you, the spirit race...? Being used as guns... cannon fodder? Or are you chess pieces that have been ruthlessly abandoned... after losing your usefulness?"

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

In the war that destroyed the Donglai Empire, the characteristics and advantages of the spirit race were a natural counter to the demon race.

In order to make the Eldar willing to work for them, other races praised the Eldar to the sky, and they used all kinds of flattery to praise them.

This is exactly what the elves want. They are so proud that they have always placed themselves above other races, claiming to be the people closest to the Way of Heaven.

In that war of extermination, the entire Eldar race participated in the war.

While dealing a fatal blow to the demons, he also led his own race to decline.

Almost all the Eldar who participated in the war were killed, and those who remained were either elderly people in their twilight years or children who had not yet grown up.

In such an era with so many different kinds of people, a race that lacks a backbone force will only have one outcome - extinction!

The Eldar ghost trembled all over. During these endless years of darkness, he gradually broke free from the hypocritical flattery.

Looking down at the cause and end of the entire war, it is painful to discover that what awaits the elves may be an even more tragic fate than that of the demons.

This made him extremely upset and miserable. After so many years, this complex emotion gradually became distorted and deformed!

It turned into overwhelming hatred towards the demons and corpses.

If they had not caused trouble and aroused dissatisfaction among many races, there would not have been the subsequent joint crusade, and the elves would not have been involved.

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

"I'm not afraid of you...ah!"

A heart-wrenching scream came from Mo Xun'er's mouth.

She now felt as if her head was being pierced back and forth by tens of thousands of silver needles. For a race like the demons, whose spiritual strength was already weak, the pain was doubled.

"You were being very stubborn just now, weren't you?" The spirit said with a ferocious look on his face, "Beg me! As long as you beg me, I will give you a quick death!"

"You...are dreaming!"

The spirit ghost's face darkened and he said, "It seems I need to give you some more information! 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 ghost, but also isolating him from the spiritual attack.

Lu Yun checked Mo Xun'er's condition and breathed a sigh of relief. Although she was seriously injured, in front of the demon clan's strong recovery ability, 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?" Mo Xun'er complained dejectedly.

The continuous tortures made her physically and mentally exhausted, and even her eyelids were twitching!

Lu Yunci grinned, "You really can't get over this hurdle of 250. I've gone through so much trouble to save you! Can't you just say something nice?"

The spirit ghost's face was filled with anger. Looking at Lu Yun with his back to him, he felt greatly insulted.

"court death!"

The light released from his eyes became even brighter.

Lu Yun turned his head and took a glance, which immediately made the spirit ghost stand still, and the light in his eyes dimmed.

There were even more turbulent waves in his heart. He didn't understand why the demons in front of him were not strong, but their souls were so powerful.

It was so powerful that even he seemed so small and humble under the influence of this spirit!

In terms of physical strength, Lu Yun is no match for the demons and corpses, but when it comes to soul, he is really not afraid of anyone!

Even the elves, who are known for their powerful spirits, are not good enough in front of him.

"Impossible! The demons can't possibly have such a powerful soul!" the spirit ghost exclaimed!

A deep blue light burst out from his eyes, trying to see through Lu Yun's true identity under the disguise of a demon.

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

Lu Yun: "???"

He really didn't expect that the other party could see through his disguise. He looked down at Mo Xun'er in his arms. Fortunately, the other party had fainted due to serious injuries, otherwise it would be troublesome to explain.

"I didn't expect that your big-headed son is quite capable. Not only can he tell that I am not a demon, he can also tell my true identity..."

Lu Yun hasn't finished speaking yet!

The ghost of the spirit race actually knelt on the ground in the void, which made Lu Yun stunned.

What is this for?

I haven't shown my real skills yet!

Why did you kneel down first?

Foot slipped?

Or is he begging me to spare his life? This spirit race is too spineless!