And Zhou Xianxian himself was even more shocked.

He would have been able to use this technique, but to release it, it had to cooperate with the operation of the mudra and mana, and it took a process.

Now Lu Ming not only easily cracked his spell, but also broke it in one word, there was something on him, a person in the martial arts, he actually knew so much about spells, how could he not be surprised.

Lu Ming smiled faintly and said: "I still know a little bit about spells, with your cultivation, you don't have the ability to instantaneously spell at all, except that you carry a magic weapon on your body, is there any other explanation?"

However, Zhou Xianxian immediately dismissed this idea.

Thinking of this, Zhou Xianxian said: "Don't think that if you know a little about the method of cultivation, you will have nothing to fear, the real magic of my Supreme Sect is more than this power." ”

The ability to instantly unleash the Nine Nether Soul Snatcher Technique stems from a ring on his hand, which can store a spell and use it three times in a row.

Although that ring is powerful, the flute in his hand is the real treasure of the town.

The flute is so powerful, of course, there are also its flaws, the user of this flute, while triggering the killing array, will be absorbed a certain amount of life force to maintain the operation of the circle.

However, Zhou Xianxian didn't plan to use the killing array in this treasure of the town faction, he only needed this flute, which was enough to increase the strength of his spells, in his opinion, Lu Ming also knew a little bit about spells, and his spiritual power was relatively strong, and there was nothing remarkable.

However, his spiritual power was strong, and he still couldn't resist his own magic that had been amplified by the treasure of the town faction, and Zhou Xianxian had enough confidence in this.

It seems that this time I really came to the right place, the sacrificial thing, but it is not easy to find.

At this moment, Zhou Xianxian's right hand had already changed several seals in a row and completed a spell, and at the same time, he was disappointed in Lu Ming in his heart, and it seemed that he still overestimated him.

And he is like this, he is very arrogant, he doesn't care about himself at all, and lets himself do it, which is no different from looking for death by himself.

"Senro Hell!"

The hall suddenly became cloudy, and everyone in the Liu family felt a cold wind blowing in their hearts, and they shivered unconsciously.

Seeing Lu Ming's indifferent appearance, Zhou Xianxian sneered and shouted again: "Go!"

After the flute amplified Senluo Hell, the ghost head that was originally only the size of a basketball has increased to more than five times, and the ghost fire in his mouth is even more frozen.

This Senluo Hell, after the amplification of the flute, the power is stronger than the Nine Ghost Soul Snatching Technique, the Nine Ghost Fire spewing out of the mouth of the nine ghost heads is enough to freeze a grandmaster, he doesn't think that Lu Ming has the ability to crack his move, there is no need for him to trigger the killing array in the flute, after all, it is at the cost of vitality, not to consume some mana.

They could feel the chill of this ghost fire from afar, and if this Lu Tianxing was sprayed head-on by the nine ghost fires, I am afraid that there would be no scum left.

In an instant, Lu Ming was overwhelmed by the Nine Ghost Fire, and the blue cold flames enveloped Lu Ming and burned fiercely.

And at this time, Liu Peiran was relieved to be in the heart that had been hanging.

The raging nine ghost fires burned non-stop, and the nine hideous ghost heads were still spewing flames on Lu Ming's body, looking at the momentum, it was a giant dragon, and I was afraid that it would also die.

Nine ghost heads vanished out of thin air.

Then, when the Nine Ghost Flames were withdrawn, everyone in the Liu family, as well as Zhou Xianxian, was so shocked that they almost stared out their eyes.

"It can't be. Zhou Xianxian was the first to exclaim.

Lu Ming's tone was flat, as if he was talking about a trivial matter.

He went out of the mountain for the first time, and wanted to take advantage of his friend Liu Peiran's affairs to make a name for himself in Huaxia and enjoy the top glory and wealth in life, after all, in order to cultivate the Tao, he had been cultivating in the mountains for decades, and that kind of loneliness and suffering was not something that ordinary people could understand.

At that moment, I saw him put the flute on his chest, and said in a cold voice: "Good boy, if I don't send you to the eighteenth layer of hell today, the old man will not be called Zhou Xianxian." ”

Lu Ming's words almost didn't make Zhou Xianxian vomit blood angrily.

Suddenly, a ghost crying wolf howled as if it came from the abyss of hell enveloped the entire living room.

Seen from the crack, there was an endless lava hell inside, and countless tall goblins in armor armed with various blades and armor swarmed towards the crack as if they had smelled something delicious.