"Die, I want you dead!"

"Die, little bastard!"

Boom ~~~~~~

Mo Yuan and the Lu Family Ancestor were still attacking Wang Yu, as if they couldn't hear Wang Yu's words at all.

Or rather, they simply don't realize they're dead.

has always maintained the obsession and state of the last moment of his life.

They

It's unconscious!

But it's really the souls of the two!

Their attacks on Wang Yu were all turned into pure soul power, which became the tonic of Wang Yu's divine soul.

"The aura of agility in the ancient mountains and forests is very strong, and although it is very weak in this city, there are also ...... Could it be that this agility lowers the standard of soul formation? Moreover, it is only lowered to the A level?"

Wang Yu was secretly thinking to himself while absorbing the soul power of the two after their deaths and nourishing his dried soul origin.

A cold breeze swirled around him.

Obviously, the loss of physical support, just the soul power of the last moment obsession state before death, can definitely shine into reality, but the effect is minimal, Wang Yu studied all day, and found some rules, in the middle of the night, the wind is the strongest!

At noon, the wind is at its lowest......

Wang Yu also tried to refine with his divine soul, but his divine soul power was too strong, except that his perception could spread normally, he could not achieve out-of-body refining and absorption at all, and there was still a long way to go before the divine soul went out of his body.

Can't

His weakest thing now is the power of the Divine Soul!

No one knew that he was now not only a master-level in strength, but also at the realm, and he had also reached the master-level, and he had already reached it when he killed Lu Feng a month ago.

Now it is,

The pinnacle of masters!

That is, the peak of the ninth layer of innate qi refining!

"That's it, it's been more than a day, let's sleep and absorb it slowly, I can't study anything useful. ”

Wang Yu gave up trying.

The faint crystal glint shining in his eyes slowly dissipated, and the figures of the Lu family ancestor and Mo Yuan suddenly disappeared from his sight and perception.

But the soul-soothing feeling is still there.

The faint yin wind is also there.

......

Lujia Villa, ancestral hall.

"Quack~quack~quack~~~"

A pitch-black crow, in the gloomy sky, hovered above the Lu family.

Mourning hall, coffin, mourning.

A person who wears linen and wears filial piety.

The people of the Lu family and the Bawu Sect are there.

There are three mourning halls.

The mourning hall of the ancestor of the Lu family occupies the main position, and the filial sons and grandsons who guard the spirit are the most, all of whom are strong members of the Lu family, including the head of the Lu family.

Lu Nantian is the first day of the Lu family, but the mourning hall after death is just a simple foil, if there is no ancestor of the Lu family, I am afraid that it will be the same as Lu Feng a month ago, and it will be a simple matter.

After spending countless resources of the family and cultivating a genius, before he has made a real contribution to the family, he braided his hair, how can he be grand after death?

Mo Yuan's funeral was in charge of Huang Zhong, the new deacon of the Bawu Sect in Lingyun City, and borrowed the venue of the Lu family, and the event was also very simple, only some outer disciples and Mo Yuan's daughter Mo Huizi kept the spirit.

The Lu family invited a Taoist priest who specialized in the dojo.

Nowadays, even in the era of aura revival, it is very common to ask the Taoist chief to overdo the affairs of the deceased and specialize in the dojo.

Normally, it's all a god stick, walking around the situation, and making a show.

But at this moment, the head of the Lu family, Huang Zhong of the Bawu Sect, and several core figures of the Lu family and the Bawu Sect were in a basement of the Lu family, looking at a group of Taoist priests who were doing things with awe and expectation.

There were thirty-seven of them.

Thirty-six young Taoists and one old Taoist.

A practical altar, there are tributes on the altar, and in front of the altar are three corpses, which are the corpses of the Lu family ancestor, Mo Yuan and Lu Nantian.

Obviously, it has been processed by the mortuary, and the joints can't see the gaps, but Lu Nantian, who was trampled on and exploded, can't be restored, it must be a fake head.

Lao Dao held a peachwood sword in his right hand, a yellow paper cinnabar charm in his left hand, and words were chanted in his mouth, while the thirty-six little Taoist priests followed Lao Dao's spells in a certain direction, making constant changes.

There was no light, only the faint light of candles.

and the paper symbols that spontaneously combust from time to time in the hands of the old Tao.

"Heaven and earth are clear, Yin Si is above, there is Lu Fangyuan xx year xx month xx time, Lu Nantian XX year XX month XX day was born, Lingyun City, Mo Yuan XX year...... A native of Sanbu Village, Dujiang County, Jinling City...... Summoning the spirit back to its place, hasty as the law!"

Snort!

Three paper runes were punched out, and they were immediately divided into three directions, spontaneously combusting on the bodies of the three people, and the yin wind spiraled up, and the paper runes burned into ashes, but they did not fall to the ground, and they were strangely circling and flying above the three people.

The old Taoist held the sword in his hand and pointed it to his chest, closed his eyes, and said something in his mouth, while the thirty-six little Taoist priests kept changing directions and dancing the wooden sword.

At this moment, the temperature of the entire basement seemed to drop a lot, and the candles turned into dark blue flames, flickering and dimming.

"Lu Nantian!"

Lao Dao's eyes suddenly widened, and his sword pointed at the void connecting the dots, as if painting in the void, and then pointed in the direction of landing Nantian's corpse, "Duh!"

A paper talisman floated strangely, hovering above the corpse, one person high.

"I gather the spirit of Thirty-six Heavens,

Shirfa,

Turning yin and yang,

Breaking the two worlds,

Fall asleep and slay the enemy,

Haste as a law!

Duh!"

Airplanes!

The rune suspended above Lu Nantian's corpse "buzzed" and spontaneously combusted, and then a yin wind suddenly blew.

"Nantian ......"

The head of the Lu family looked at the direction of Lu Nantian's corpse with tears in his eyes, and kept turning his head, as if he was watching Lu Nantian leave.

"Brother Nantian......"

Mo Huizi wanted to rush up but was grabbed by Huang Zhong, covered her mouth, and said: "Yin and Yang are separated, mourn Keiko." ”

"Lu Fangyuan, Mo Yuan, return to the position, anxious as a law!"

"Lu Fangyuan, Mo Yuan, return to the position, anxious as a law!"

Lao Dao frowned slightly, shouted twice in a row, his whole body trembled slightly, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

But the rune ash that hovered and flew above the two corpses was scattered again and again.

Lao Dao suddenly bit the tip of his tongue, and a mouthful of essence blood sprayed on a new rune, and suddenly cast a spell again and shouted:

"Lu Fangyuan, Mo Yuan, return to the position, anxious as a law!"

"Boom!"

Click! Click......

To the surprise of those present, the altar collapsed directly, and the flying ash hovering above the bodies of Lu Fangyuan, the ancestor of the Lu family and Mo Yuan, was directly scattered, and two candles in the basement were extinguished.

"Poof!"

Old Dao and the thirty-six little Taoist priests, at this moment, spurted out a mouthful of blood at the same time, and they all sat on the ground at once, all with frightened faces.

"Who's going to blame?"

Lao Dao was shocked.

......

No. 3 Middle School, Ji Linglong's villa, Wang Yu's room.

At the time of the old way, Mo Yuan and the ancestor of the Lu family stopped attacking Wang Yu, and instead wanted to leave frantically, but Wang Yu, who was suddenly asleep, seemed to stretch out two invisible hands, like steel and iron hoops, strangling the souls of the two of them!