Zhao Wuyan raised his head and showed a sneer that was more ugly than crying:

"Dumb mortal, stupid and lowly mortal, you think I'm a vampire and will die if I stab me in the heart? It's too naïve, I might as well tell you that I have no intention for a long time, and I have changed my heart for immortality. You have the courage to assassinate Ben Shangcha, commit a mortal crime, and you will definitely die! That...... What's that......"

Zhao Wuyan took out the soul hooking sickle, wanting to hook Zhou Lu's soul, but was shocked to see Zhou Lu's open palm, and a strange black flame ignited in his palm, which made him feel palpitations and panic inexplicably.

"Yin Yang Black Fire!"

Zhou Lu didn't say much, and threw the black fire out hard.

At the same time, he withdrew the Yin Yang Mozi Sword, and stepped to Sheng Yanran's soul, pulling her away and cutting off the soul rope.

The black fire hit Zhao Wuyan's body without any barriers.

The space around me twisted for a while.

There was silence for a moment.

It was as silent as a tomb buried deep underground.

Zhao Wuyan found that his body was collapsing and shrinking without warning......

Not only that,

His body,

His soul,

His mana,

And also

The surrounding air, sounds, lights......

All were sucked into the black fire.

Everything is on,

devoured,

was torn apart,

Perished............

"This ...... What kind of terrorist power is this...... No, no, you can't kill me, I'm immortal...... I've only lived for more than a thousand years......"

"To live for more than a thousand years and not to be satisfied? It's time for you to rest in peace. ”

Zhou Lu said indifferently.

"You...... You dare to kill the ghosts of the underworld...... Fujun ...... The prince will avenge me...... You're going to be miserable......"

Most of Zhao Wuyan's body disappeared, and he said hatefully.

"You are about to be destroyed, what will happen to me is none of your business. Who told you to take my sister, who told you to stop me! The ghost is bad to stop me, I am bad to kill the ghost! The prince of the house stops me, and I destroy the king of the house! The underworld stops me, I crush the underworld! God blocks and kills God, and Buddha blocks and kills Buddha! ”

Zhou Lu carried the Yin Yang Mozi Sword on his shoulders, posing like a mountain, and suddenly gave birth to an arrogant spirit that could swallow the sun and the moon.

"You fanatic...... No, don't kill me, please spare me, at least let me go, I'm willing to be your ghost slave......" Zhao Wuyan only had his head left, begging for mercy with fear in his eyes.

There should be coquettishness here, too.

No matter when, no matter where, you can't stop being coquettish!

Anyway, Zhao Wuyan is going to hang up, and if he doesn't fish, he won't fish for nothing.

Saying so much and putting on such a good pose, don't tell me it's useless.

It's just that there are too few people.

Even if there is coquettish value, it is not much, but it is better than nothing.

Zhou Lu rescued Sheng Yanran, relieved, and felt much better.

Sheng Yanran was shocked, her eyes were confused, and she didn't understand, but she subconsciously recognized Zhou Lu, and she only knew how to hold the corner of Zhou Lu's clothes, and her other cognitions did not recover.

"Uhhh

Zhao Wuyan's figure disappeared completely, and his voice stopped abruptly.

His soul, as soon as it came out, was immediately torn apart and destroyed.

"I'm sorry, but once I use Black Fire, you're doomed."

Zhou Lu canceled the black fire in time, otherwise the surrounding buildings would collapse silently like last time.

Zhao Wuyan's ghost has been cultivated for thousands of years, and the Tao is bound to be not shallow, and it will be destroyed, experience, and dropped items, there should be.

It's just that the system is updated, and I can't hear any prompts and can't communicate with the system.

"Let's go, my brother will take you back."

Zhou Lu took Sheng Yanran's little hand and walked back slowly.

……

………………

Wu Boyi, a wealthy man who sold his house to Zhou Lu, drove straight to a secluded villa area in the suburbs after leaving Huanbaozhai.

After Zhou Lu showed him the picture, he was panicked in his heart.

However, tonight's planned things still have to be completed first.

Wu Boyi's car drove into the garage of a single-family villa halfway up the mountain, and then went up to the third floor.

On the brown and black leather sofa on the third floor, a person kept pouring wine into his mouth, as if he was borrowing wine to kill his sorrows.

It was Murong Zhentian.

On Murong Zhentian's side, sitting were the ghoul sect elder and the young sect master Murong Ba, all of whom were in a depressed mood and mixed with anger.

Last night, after more than ten years of preparation, the Ghoul Gate summoned a ghost car to seize the Witch King's treasure map, but suffered heavy losses, four of the six elders died and one was seriously injured, but nothing was gained.

was also deceived by Zhou Lu and ate skewers like......

Especially Murong Ba, pinching his nose, he ate four strings of ...... in a row

Immediately afterwards, the tunnel nest was broken through by the police, and many ghoul disciples were arrested......

The Ghoul Gate suffered a huge loss that had never been seen before, and it collapsed overnight.

More than a dozen cores, including the door owner, found that the general trend had gone, so they could only flee in a hurry like a lost dog and hide in this villa.

The property rights of this villa belong to Wu Boyi, and Wu Boyi is a candidate for discipleship in the recent investigation of the Ghoul Gate.

Wu Boyi likes occult arts, and is particularly obsessed with ghost control, but his qualifications are inferior.

The Ghoul Gate saw that he was a rich man and a little powerful, so he was included in the list of disciple candidates.

And in the current situation, there is nothing to investigate.

The Ghoul Gate needs a local powerful and wealthy man like Wu Boyi to provide shelter.

For the sake of safety, Murong Zhentian decided to personally accept Wu Boyi as an apprentice and promised to teach ghost control techniques.

Wu Boyi officially became a disciple of the Ghoul Sect, and he was a disciple of the master of the sect, and his identity was extraordinary.

Wu Boyi was overjoyed, and when he went to the auction conference tonight, he spared no expense to auction off a good magic artifact treasure as a gift to Murong Zhentian.

"Master."

Wu Boyi screamed.

"Hmm."

Murong Zhentian replied casually, didn't look back, and continued to drink.

"Master, the disciple used 60 million yuan at the Huanbaozhai auction meeting today to auction off a Song Dynasty Xuanjie magic weapon 'Anti-Bagua Seal' and give it to Master."

Wu Boyi held a big red brocade box and respectfully sent it to Murong Zhentian's side.

"Song Dynasty Xuanjie, anti-gossip seal...... Why does it sound so familiar? Murong Zhentian casually glanced at the brocade box.

Elder Gu's gaze froze, Huo Ran got up, and rushed over to open the brocade box.

At a glance, his face changed sharply, and his voice was eager:

"Door master, come and see!"

Murong Zhentian looked closer, and the corners of his eyes twitched: "Isn't this mine......?"

Murong Zhentian's heart suddenly had mixed feelings, grief and anger, and he was so angry that he wanted to cry and laugh.

The shameless thieves who emptied the ghoul door treasure house should have disappeared for a long time, but they didn't expect to dare to auction the ghoul door magic weapon in a grand manner.

This is not a common sense to play cards.

Either they are not afraid of the ghoul door to find out, or they are very amateur thieves who are too inexperienced.

And one of the magic weapons was actually auctioned by a rich disciple for 60 million yuan and given to him as a gift......

Murong Zhentian grabbed Wu Boyi's collar and jumped like thunder:

"Who's the seller?"

"I, I, I ......"

Wu Boyi didn't expect to give a gift, and the new master not only didn't give praise, but was angry and asked the master for sin, and he was stunned.

"Smack!"

Murong Zhentian was furious, and slapped Wu Boyi in the face, "What are you doing?" Say it! ”

Wu Boyi didn't expect Murong Zhentian to be violent and impermanent, and he felt that his life was threatened, and said in a panic:

"Yes, yes, I heard from insiders in the Qi family that things belong to Zhou Lu."