The old man in brocade clenched his fists, and he would not feel ashamed to kneel down to Liandu, after all, Liandu's fists are hard to cultivate, and it is normal to apologize to his seniors, but he has to bow his head to a group of juniors...

Lian Du didn't say anything, and the spiritual power hand bones hanging above the heads of Mao Rui and the others slowly moved towards the old man in brocade.

After a battle between heaven and man, the old man in brocade was aggrieved and bent his knees in humiliation.

"Knock, knock, knock. ”

Three times in a row when his forehead touched the ground, the old man in brocade slowly stood up, ignoring the warm current flowing from his cheeks, and hugged his fist at Lian Du and said, "Senior, can the junior go?"

"Get out. Lian Du didn't look at it, and snorted.

The old man in brocade picked up Shao Ning, who was still on the ground with his eyes closed, and turned around to leave the square where he lost face and even had to give an account for his life.

"Old dog, you can get out, the guy in your hand stays. Mao Rui called out to stop the old man in brocade.

The old man in brocade turned around suddenly, his eyes were hideous, the clothes on his body were windless, and he said angrily: "Junior, don't bully people too much, force the old man to pull you back." ”

"It's self-destruction again, and the master and apprentice are a virtue. Mao Rui pursed his lips and walked towards the old and young masters.

As for the old man in brocade who threatened to blow himself up, Mao Rui didn't take it to heart, since Lian Du didn't make a loud reminder, it means that the old man in brocade's self-explosion can be suppressed by him.

It can only be said that the old man in brocade has been carried away by anger, just imagine, Mao Rui and Shao Ning are the same, and they both have the means to stop Shao Ning from blowing himself up, Lian Du is a whole level higher than the old man in brocade, how can he be powerless to stop it?

Between Lian Du stretched out his hand and pinched it, and the spiritual power in the air stretched out synchronously, pinching the body of the old man in brocade.

The huge hand bone is a condensation of spiritual power, and it is reasonable to say that it is also an entity, but it did not touch the body of the old man in brocade, and it penetrated directly into the body and hit the Yuan Shen.

A semi-illusory, trumpet Yuan Shen with the same appearance as the old man in brocade was pinched out like a grain of rice by the spiritual power hand bones, and his two fingers were randomly kneaded into a ball, and with a flick of his fingers, the small ball of the old man in brocade bounced into the distance.

Lost the body of the original god, I don't know what means Lian Du used, and quickly withered in the process of falling to the ground.

When it fell to the ground, it was a dead corpse, turning into a pile of humanoid ashes the moment it touched the ground.

Among the ashes was a beautifully shaped storage bag and a dull-colored primordial baby.

Mao Rui's pace of progress stopped, and he turned to Lian Du and asked, "What is this legal name, can I learn it?" ”

"This method is called the hand of the gods, which can directly detain the original gods, and those who have not yet had the original gods can detain their souls, and if they want to learn, they will pass on to you. Lian Du's flesh and blood returned, came into contact with the bone-turning state, and said with a smile.

The spiritual power hand bone in the air that bounced the old man in brocade shrank with a visible momentum, and finally turned into a transparent crystal-colored light, which merged into Mao Rui's mind.

Zhu Yangping was greedy, rubbed his hands and saw that Shizun was in a good mood, and said with a smile: "Shizun, I..."

Lian Du, who was still smiling in the spring breeze, suddenly turned pale, and said in a deep voice without waiting for Zhu Yangping to finish speaking: "This method is not unbearable for the divine consciousness of the Jindan period, and the sea is not afraid of being blown up, so what's the matter with you." ”

Zhu Yangping waved his hand again and again, how dare he say more than half a sentence.

Lian Du glanced at Zhu Yangping, stretched out his hand and summoned the storage bag of the old man in brocade and Yuan Ying, Yuan Ying put it away, and his divine sense forcibly broke the prohibition on the storage bag that belonged to the old man in brocade, and looked through the items inside in public.

At the same time, Zhu Yangping looked at Mao Rui, who was receiving the inheritance of the technique, his eyes were full of admiration and envy, admiring Mao Rui's divine consciousness in the middle of the foundation building period, and envying the master's attitude towards his junior disciple who was completely different from himself.

Mao Rui took half a pillar of incense to completely accept the hand, and everyone in the square silently waited for half a pillar of incense.

Mao Rui's eyes flashed with gold, and the content of the Divine Grip had been digested, this was a spell that was cast with divine sense, and it was within the scope of Mao Rui's cultivation.

The process of implementing the Divine Mind is not complicated, as long as the strength of the Divine Consciousness reaches the boundary of the Jindan Period, it can be cast, and the reason why the content is so much that the Divine Consciousness below the Jindan Period is unbearable is that the spell itself contains great power, and there are a lot of huge taboo rules and regulations about the use of the Divine Hand.

The forbidden content and its own power are combined to exceed the scope of the Tsukiji Monk's divine sense.

Mao Rui turned around, looking at Shao Ning, who was still breathing with his eyes closed and didn't know that his backer had collapsed, a cruel smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, since most of the ghosts were killed by the old dog, and the rest could only breathe, and could not let you experience the pain of the ghosts devouring the body, then let you taste the taste of soul deprivation.

A few steps came to Shao Ning, bent his arms to the height of his temples, localized bones, and then... Mao Rui maintained the position of raising one hand, and turned his head slightly to look at the earthy brown bandage wrapped in several thick layers on his arm, stunned.

Everyone was not surprised, since Mao Rui was a brewing action before casting the spell, only Lian Du held his forehead with one hand, and his lips moved slightly to teach Mao Rui the mantra of adjusting the tightness of the bandage.

"Hahahaha..."At the headquarters of the tower, Liao Yong, who had always been paying attention to the situation in the square with his divine sense, laughed heartily, and the haze that had been put on by the master and apprentice dissipated before.

Mao Rui, who got the transmission, rolled his eyes, silently recited the mantra in his heart, and the bandage on the raised arm between him swam like a dragon snake, becoming extremely loose, revealing the blue and red intersecting hand bones inside.

The hand bones were like a dragon coming out of a hole, and they suddenly poked out and saw Shao Ning's head piercing into his mind like nothing.

"Ahh Shao Ning's eyes widened with rage, and he let out a scream that penetrated his heart.

"The amount of divine consciousness was not well controlled, which led to obstacles when piercing, and the power was too spread to silently detain his soul. Otherwise, it's not bad for the first time. Lian Du pointed.

Mao Rui nodded, not paying attention to Shao Ning's screams, grabbing an illusory object and withdrawing his arm.

That illusory mass is naturally Shao Ning's soul, but not all, only half, this is the result of Mao Rui's unskilled hands in the hands of the gods.

Shao Ning, who lost half of his soul, and his body began to twitch all over his body, foaming at the corners of his mouth, and his face began to grow old.

Mao Rui grabbed half of the soul with one hand, released the blood sickle with the other hand, and once again used his restraint hand to stab Shao Ning's head.

There has been no progress in the methods used, and there are still many loopholes in Lian Du's eyes, but this time Shao Ning did not scream, and he didn't even have the right to scream anymore when he had lost half his life.

When the remaining half of the soul in his body was also detained by Mao Rui, Shao Ning's body suddenly turned from a teenager to an old man, lying quietly on the ground.

"Think about why his body didn't turn to ashes, and wait until you understand your mental hand. Lian Du did not directly give the reason, but let Mao Rui dig out the problem by himself.

Zhu Yangping silently remembered that he was afraid that Lian Du would not teach so patiently after he learned the hand of the gods during the Jindan period, so he taught Mao Rui a few times, maybe he could use it in the future.

Mao Rui frowned and nodded, as for what Lian Du said, he didn't take it to heart. I haven't experienced a lot of things.,Just thinking about it will never be able to figure it out.,Decided to find a few monsters to show a few more tricks if you have a chance in the war.。

Putting aside the imperfections of the Divine Hands for the time being, Mao Rui leaned his hands closer together, trying to rub the two half-balls of souls together, but no matter how Mao Rui kneaded them, the two half-balls of souls still couldn't become a complete one.

Lian Du's eyes widened, his lips squirmed and he wanted to say something, but when the words came to his mouth, he turned into a little lament, rubbing his swollen eyebrows, thinking about what to do to make Mao Rui not seem so ignorant.

Lian Du no longer asks Mao Rui to have an understanding of the common sense of cultivation, just wants him not to look so ignorant on the surface, as a master's expectations for his apprentice are so simple, you can imagine how collapsed Lian Du's heart is.

At the general command office, Liao Yong finally stopped the laughter caused by the bandage, and his facial muscles had not yet been rested, and he couldn't close his mouth again because of Mao Rui's behavior of rubbing his soul.

Previously, the people in the square did not know the process of casting the hand of the gods, so they didn't feel strange that Mao Rui raised his hand and stopped in mid-air and didn't make a move, but now after seeing Mao Rui's actions, many people couldn't help laughing, and under the reminder of the laughter of their companions next to them, they looked at Lian Du in awe before forcibly closing their voices.

The sound didn't come out, but the smile that came from the heart couldn't be stopped.

Mao Zhe couldn't stand it anymore, and scolded angrily: "What do you think this is? Flour can be kneaded together to form a ball." ”

Mao Rui's eyes were full of strangeness, and he asked seriously, "Can't you?"

Mao Zhe didn't bother to talk to this ignorant guy, and turned his head to pretend not to know him.

"Ahem, junior brother, Shao Ning's consciousness was destroyed by you when you detained your soul, and now it is just two groups of soul bodies, and it is impossible for soul bodies without consciousness to be combined by purely physical means. In the end, Zhu Yangping couldn't bear the embarrassment and explained loudly.

Lian Du on the side sighed there, his face was full of helplessness, not only helpless to the ignorant Mao Rui, but also helpless because he would be ridiculed by Liao Yong.

You don't have to think about it to know that Liao Yong may be laughing crazy at the commander-in-chief at this moment, and Lian Du doesn't believe that the other party will let go of such a good opportunity to ridicule.

'Fortunately, you don't have to stay here for long. Lian Du thought sadly in his heart.

Take out two porcelain bottles from the space bag to hold two souls, put several layers of seals on the bottle mouth, and throw them into the netherworld.

Then Mao Rui bent down, took out the storage bag and other treasures on the corpse, pulled his neck and ripped off his head, and carried the skull with one hand, as for the mutilated corpse, a fireball spell went down and burned to ashes.

The crowd who had been forcibly holding back laughter suddenly woke up, and then remembered that now was not the time to laugh.

"The disciple and friend have been in a coma for a month and have not woken up yet, so please ask the master to go and check. Holding his head and clenching his hands into fists, Mao Rui bent down and pleaded with Lian Du.