Shan Xiaoxiao hid outside the door of the morgue, looking at the soul flag that fell to the ground and didn't know what to do, but suddenly heard a firecracker explosion, Shan Xiaoxiao was so frightened that she almost jumped up, she was surprised to see that the soul flag exploded inexplicably in place, and then ignited a green flame, and in the raging fire, there seemed to be two figures.

Lu Yuanjun?!

The middle-aged uncle panted and got up from the flames, his big knife was directly broken by the strong repulsion, but the middle-aged uncle still held the broken handle tightly and did not let go, and the blood gushing out of the tiger's mouth was smeared all over the handle, and it was slippery. The middle-aged uncle also became ragged all of a sudden, and he coughed violently and vomited a pool of blood.

Lu Yuanjun was also a little struggling, it was the first time he used such a powerful spiritual power, and the voice in the dark space really did not deceive himself, cultivating the Yin God was indeed of great help to the enhancement of spiritual power.

As for Wang Qian's best friend, because of the lack of spiritual power, coupled with the wear and tear of the Soul Banner for a period of time, when Lu Yuanjun tore the Soul Flag, he was completely torn and shattered by the strong repulsive force, and Lu Yuanjun didn't even find the remains of the poor female ghost.

"You don't have a chance to win." Fine beads of sweat also appeared on Lu Yuanjun's forehead, and his wheezing was not as violent as that of the middle-aged uncle, but it could also be seen that he was a little tired.

The middle-aged uncle got up weakly, supporting his body with the broken hilt, his blood-soaked hands trembling slightly, and it seemed that he had lost the ability to fight. However, in his eyes, there was a determined light.

"Boy, I'll teach you one last thing today."

The middle-aged uncle stared at Lu Yuanjun solemnly, "Even if your own strength is no longer enough to complete the task that should be completed." But also give it your all and fight for your life! ”

After that, the middle-aged uncle walked towards Lu Yuanjun step by step, the speed was getting faster and faster, and Lu Yuanjun felt that the middle-aged uncle was exuding the strongest spiritual power.

If it was all merciful before, then this time it is a dead hand!

Lu Yuanjun was not to be outdone, he quickly condensed a ball of aura, gathered it on his elbows, and then ran forward towards the middle-aged uncle.

The two men sprinted and collided with each other in a short distance, as if two bison dueling on the wasteland were about to collide with fierce sparks. At that moment, Lu Yuanjun's mind recalled many things at once.

He remembered that he woke up in the underworld, and when he saw this uncle for the first time, he asked Lu Yuanjun with concern: "Are you awake?" ”； He remembered that when he went out on a mission for the first time, when he couldn't resist the attack of the giant beast, the uncle suddenly blocked it with his back, and then swallowed the blood hard, and looked at Lu Yuanjun with a smile, "Stinky boy, be careful!" ”； He remembered that in his room, the middle-aged uncle suddenly appeared, persuaded him to cultivate spiritual power, and seriously prepared for the 'door meeting'; he remembered that when he put on the mask for the first time, he went berserk and was taken back to the underworld by the uncle to rescue; Lu Yuanjun finally remembered that the last heart-to-heart conversation between the middle-aged uncle and himself was in that teahouse.

At that time, the uncle inserted the dagger into Lu Yuanjun's heart, Lu Yuanjun didn't even feel pain, he only felt sad, extremely sad. Lu Yuanjun looked at the middle-aged uncle in disbelief, before the world turned into darkness, his eyes were blurred by tears.

All memories are like burned paper, turning into ashes little by little.

Lu Yuanjun looked at the middle-aged uncle who was about to collide with him, as if he saw that his eyes were also moist.

"I'm sorry..... Kid ....."

"Boom!"

The impact of the two people was extremely great, and it caused a huge shock wave in an instant. Standing outside the door, Shan Xiaoxiao saw a blinding light flash in the morgue, and then the smoke alarm went off.

Lu Yuanjun grabbed the handle of the knife that came to him with one hand, and hit the middle-aged uncle's lower armpit with the other elbow, when he heard the alarm, he suddenly trembled, but the middle-aged uncle took the opportunity to punch Lu Yuanjun in the face. Lu Yuanjun was punched firmly, he felt a sharp pain in his face, and then he was kicked away again, Lu Yuanjun reacted quickly, and at the same time he was kicked, he got up and jumped, and kicked off the handle of the knife in the middle-aged uncle's hand.

"This hospital has been specially cursed, everyone is already asleep, and no one cares to call the police." The middle-aged uncle said while staring at Lu Yuanjun, his eyes were like an eagle aiming at its prey, and it was also like a wolf staring at its prey, which was chilling.

Although everyone lost their reactions, the equipment did not fail, and then the shower on the ceiling sprayed water, and the entire morgue instantly became foggy.

The middle-aged uncle and Lu Yuanjun both lost the realization, the middle-aged uncle seized the opportunity and rushed forward as soon as possible, he slid down a shovel and tried to knock down Lu Yuanjun from the lower plate, but he didn't expect to shovel an empty shovel, the middle-aged uncle immediately stood up and looked around vigilantly. Suddenly, I saw a black figure.

Shan Xiaoxiao also saw it.

Lu Yuanjun was the first to spot the figure, he was very familiar with it, and even fought with this person in matte black armor. But he didn't understand what this person's intentions were, and the equipment in that person's hand seemed to be able to absorb spiritual power, and the process was the same as that of devouring spirits.

Anyway, this is against the rules, and Lu Yuanjun suddenly blocked the way of the black shadow. Who knew that the black shadow disappeared suddenly, and appeared behind Lu Yuanjun unconsciously.

In this way, the person who suddenly came interrupted the battle between the two soul sealers.

The dark shadow crouched beside the Soul Flag, and the device hummed like some kind of pulse. Both Lu Yuanjun and the middle-aged uncle could feel the flow of spiritual power. It was the little bit of spiritual power left by the soul flag and Wang Qian's best friend, which was sucked away by the black shadow!

"I let you succeed last time, this time I won't ....." Lu Yuanjun didn't finish speaking, the black shadow disappeared like a ghost, when Lu Yuanjun came back to his senses once, he found that the black shadow had appeared next to Wang Qian.

I don't know when the soul hook that bound Wang Qian was untied, but Wang Qian was still in a comatose state. The black shadow aimed the device at Wang Qian, ready to absorb her spiritual power, but was blocked by Lu Yuanjun's soul search. Lu Yuanjun manipulated the soul hook and entangled the equipment in the black shadow's hand. The black shadow turned his head, the mask and helmet were also black, Lu Yuanjun withdrew the soul hook and looked at the black shadow cautiously.

"You can't suck her away, she's still a mother. I'll let you go. ”

Lu Yuanjun's tone of talking about the conditions was even a little pleading.

The black shadow hesitated for half a second, withdrew the equipment, and turned to withdraw, but was pounced on by the middle-aged uncle. The black shadow immediately deftly dodged the middle-aged uncle's lightning attack, but her hood was taken off.

In the hazy mist, Lu Yuanjun seemed to see long cherry red hair.