The Spirit Capture Method, a magical power that Tu Yuan Jindan practiced hard before it was finished, took all spirits, including divine souls. 【Fengyun Reading Network.】

At this time, his hand was grasped with boundless majesty and ferocity.

Duan Luan felt the horror of Tu Yuan's grasp, but at the same time, a strong anger surged in his heart. Outsiders always look at him and always linger in Wanhualou, look at him always like he doesn't care about everything, and he doesn't care about other people's eyes, but he is very proud.

Many people who are extremely proud in their hearts will look like they don't care about anything.

Duan Luan is such a person, he is also cynical in ordinary days, and he seems to smile at everyone, that is because he is truly proud in his heart, he doesn't care about anything and doesn't care about anything.

But when something happened to him, he would feel even more angry, Tu Yuan actually dared to take the initiative to throw his hand out, he felt humiliated.

He didn't dodge, he raised his hand and greeted him with a palm, he was a monk in the realm of the Yuan Shen Law Body, how could he retreat in his heart.

His palms were brilliant, shining silver like jade.

slapped Tu Yuan's palm on it.

This palm was not the Duan family's forbidden spirit net, but a method he found from a divine domain, called the Divine Jade Hand.

"Hoo ......"

The wind was blowing in the alleys.

Tu Yuan only felt that his palm was grasping on the lifeless jade, and he had actually grasped half of the spiritual intent at all.

That hand like silver and jade actually had a hint of the smell of ten thousand laws.

Duan Luan didn't take half a step back, but he felt a stormy wave of spiritual intent rushing towards him.

The cultivator of the Yuan Shen Dharma Body, one catastrophe at a time, one catastrophe and one heavy heaven, the ascension of each heaven is mainly the improvement of personal thoughts, and Tu Yuan borrowed the spiritual power of the Holy Capital City to make Duan Luan's own divine thoughts collapse, and he was unable to practice the Dharma for a while.

Tu Yuan's own will, crumbling between this palm. It's just that he knows very well that if he loosens up at this time, he will no longer be able to hook up with this holy capital.

So at this moment, he gathered all his mind and concentrated his thoughts.

I thought in my heart: "I can't relax, if I relax, I will die here, I still have a lot of places to see, those extraterrestrial gods, I can't die like this......"

The moment his eyes closed, his brow lit up.

A crescent moon suddenly appeared in the sky above the alley.

The moon was shining brightly, and the moment it appeared, there was light around this small alley, and the fog was dispelled in the moonlight.

And just when the people around looked up at the moon in surprise and didn't know when it appeared, they saw that the moon had suddenly fallen.

The moon fell into the alley, and immediately someone chased after it to see, and all they saw was a corpse.

The corpse had been detached, and blood was flowing everywhere.

Other than that, there was no one else.

Who was this man and by whom was he killed?

What was the matter with the moon just now, and one of them suddenly pointed to the head of the person rolling not far from the ground and said, "Isn't this the Duan Luan of the Duan family?"

"Yes, it's really him, he's the primordial god dharma body, who killed him?"

No one knows, and some people will wonder where the moon came from and where it went.

Tu Yuan only felt that his headache was terrible at this time, as if it was about to crack.

He wanted to sleep, but he knew he had to stay as far away from the alley as possible.

A door came into his eyes, and he pushed it open and entered, then fainted.

When he woke up again, three days later, he found himself in bed. In his eyes, he saw mosquito nets, red quilts, and a faint aroma on the pillows.

Through the mosquito net, I saw that it was a very fine room.

Tables, chairs, blue and white porcelain tea sets on the table, paintings hanging on the walls, paintings of flowers and plants, and a painting of a girl sitting under a tree playing the piano.

There is also a flute hanging on the side of the painting, and there is a window, which is supported by a bracket, and opens slightly, so that you can see that there is a courtyard outside, and the sunlight in the courtyard is just right, overflowing with flowers.

I closed my eyes again and felt my body, except that my mind was very weak, there was nothing wrong with my body. Despite this, if he had to fight with people at this time, Tu Yuan would not be able to cast spells, and even if he could barely cast them, the spells would be very weak.

Footsteps sounded, two steps, from far to near, from the opening of the courtyard door to the opening of the room door, and two women entered.

One of them was holding a wooden plate in his hand, and the other was wearing his hand.

The woman with the wooden tray placed it on the table, then came to the bedside and lifted the tent.

"Hey, wake up, miss, he's awake. ”

"Awake?"

Yahuan's voice was very brittle, and she said something urgent. Miss's voice was soft and slow.

"Yes, Miss, come and see. Yahuan beckoned her young lady over, and it seemed that their relationship was very close.

Tu Yuan didn't remember how he was brought here, so naturally it was impossible to know these two women.

He sat up, Yahuan immediately wanted to help, of course, Tu Yuan didn't need it, he wasn't fragile to that extent.

The young lady, who had a soft voice, came to the bedside, she was not very pretty, although her skin was fine, her eyes were a little small, and there were some scars on her face.

In this world, it is normal for ordinary people to have scars on their bodies, but if a cultivator still has scars on his face, it is not normal. Moreover, Tu Yuan could see that the scar was not a normal scar, but a curse.

"Are you awake?" said the young lady with the scar on her face, her voice still soft and slow.

"Thank you, thank you for saving me. Tu Yuan said.

The young lady smiled, and Tu Yuan found that she had very beautiful teeth, white and neat.

"You're not hurt, you're just mentally wounded, and you'll be fine with rest, it's nothing. The young lady said softly.

"Dare to ask the girl's name?" Tu Yuan asked.

"It's rude for you to wake up and ask for someone's name. Yahuan said crisply.

Tu Yuan looked at the smiles in the eyes of the two women, and under this gaze, he couldn't help touching the corners of his eyebrows.

"My name is Duan Qinglei, and her name is Xiaozhu. The young lady said.

Tu Yuan nodded in greeting, but he was thinking about this Duan surname in his heart. He didn't know if he should introduce his name to them, in case they were from the Duan family, then they would probably have heard his name now.

But at this time, their eyes were fixed, obviously waiting for Tu Yuan to introduce his name.

"I, my name is Fan Xuan. Tu Yuan still didn't tell her her real name in the end.

"Oh. Yahuan seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.

"Mr. Fan, you're hungry, eat something. Duan Qinglei said, "Xiaozhu, go and bring a bowl of porridge." ”

Xiaozhu left quickly, and the thing Tu Yuan wanted to know most at this time was how the battle over this holy capital was going.

"Mr. Fan, you're not from Jingli, are you? Duan Qinglei asked softly.

Tu Yuan nodded and said, "I'm not from Shengjing. ”

"Moreover, Mr. Fan, you should not be from the Mauryan Dynasty either. Duan Qinglei asked again.

Tu Yuan was a little surprised, he felt that it was normal for him to be seen that he was not a person from the Holy Capital City, but he was surprised when he was not a person from the Peacock Dynasty.

"How can you tell?" asked Tu Yuan.

"It's not hard to guess, because you killed Duan Luan, and you're not Fan Xuan, you're Tu Yuan, and Duan Luan is my brother. ”

At this moment, Tu Yuan saw the killing intent in her eyes.