"Who is Lei Shao?"

"Who are you?"

"Can this be compared?"

The deacon of the temple scolded and scolded while dragging Brother Cheng and wanted to drive him out.

And that Lei Gao looked at Brother Cheng indifferently, his eyes were full of contempt.

"Where's the idiot?"

"I don't want to see him when I come out."

What he meant by this was to cancel Jiang Cheng's opportunity to possess spirits.

The chief of the guard immediately nodded: "No problem! ”

Then he looked at Brother Cheng and pointed to the door.

"Alright, you're good to go!"

The corners of Brother Cheng's mouth grinned, revealing a mouthful of white teeth: "You said it earlier, it turns out that it's okay without queuing, it's really a waste of my time." ”

knew that he could cut in line, why did he have to be so behaving.

Before anyone else could react, he directly reached out and clasped the back of Lei Gao's neck.

In front of him, Lei Gao had no power to resist at all.

I only felt that my whole body was weak, and I couldn't use my strength anymore, and my feet were forcibly lifted off the ground.

This scene scared the others almost crazy.

The accompanying deacon was furious: "You, what are you going to do? ”

"Don't let go of Lei Shao yet!"

"Bold ......"

Brother Cheng didn't bother to take care of them, and with a wave of his hand, he threw Na Lei Gao out of the gate.

Disheveled!

The gate was smashed to pieces.

Crash!

Lei Gao rolled on the ground several times in succession, his face was disgraced, and his bones were broken for an unknown number of pieces.

Master Jiang didn't bother to appreciate this small achievement, and strode into the séance platform and began his own spirit enchantment ceremony.

As for what happens after he comes out, does he need to worry about this strength?

Everyone inside looked dumbfounded.

Scared stupid.

What just happened?

Tang Tang Lei Shao was 'beaten' and injured?

His grandfather is the master of the Wood Spirit Palace!

For a while, everyone was left without a master, and they didn't even know what to do next.

And at this time, Lei Gao's screams finally came.

"Ah...... Pain, pain, pain, pain! ”

This black-clothed young man, who had a cold and domineering face not long ago, was lying on the ground at this time and roaring like a pig.

"Kill him!"

"I'm going to kill him!"

"Ahh......h

The mournful cry was loud and high-pitched, and it was heard far away.

The guards inside the temple panicked, and the deacons and chief guards inside finally reacted.

"Quick! Lock it down! ”

"Quickly send someone to inform the Wood Spirit Hall Master!"

"No one is to be let go!"

"Hurry up and treat Lei Shao!"

A series of chaotic orders were issued, indicating how big the matter was.

Teams after teams of temple guards drove over.

The blockade and martial law have surrounded this spiritual hall.

The passers-by outside were all cut off, and it was completely in the rhythm of a big battle.

Inside, He Lin and the other monks who participated in the spiritual possession were so frightened that they didn't dare to say anything more.

A moment later, an earth-shattering roar was heard in the distance.

"Who hurt my grandson!"

The Lord of the Wood Spirit Hall is here.

In an instant, the aura around this spirit hall quietly cooled.

Several deacons crawled up to meet them.

"See the Master of the Wood Spirit Temple!"

Hula, a guard kneeling on the ground.

Everyone was silent, and the accompanying deacon went up and just said, "It is said that it is a ...... of retreat without roots."

Syllable!

The Lord of the Wood Spirit Hall threw a slap in the face.

The deacon was so dizzy that he smashed the walls of several halls one after another, and fell under the ruins of the ground.

"What do you eat?"

"With you by your side, you actually let a Fan Xuan Realm Nine seriously injure my grandson?"

The deacon, who was covered in injuries, didn't dare to resist at all, and quickly got up and kowtowed: "If you don't protect yourself effectively, you deserve death!" ”

"Grandpa, grandpa avenged me!"

Lei Gao's pig-like screams continued, and he was more confident than before.

"I want him to die, I want his whole family to die!"

The Lord of the Wood Spirit Hall coldly glanced at the séance platform that was still running in the distance, and the killing intent in his eyes flickered.

It's a pity that the séance platform is also the same as the gathering pool, and it will not end until the people inside come out.

It is not possible to stop halfway.

Otherwise, he would have shot on the spot.

At this time, he didn't say a word, but everyone knew that the person who had just entered was finished.

It's not good to collide with anyone, but you have to collide with Lei Gao.

That's it, he actually dared to hurt Lei Gao, this is really a long life......

Brother Cheng, who has already entered, can't care about those things outside.

He's busy getting down to business.

The process of possession is not simple, the first step is to select attributes.

Looking at the various powers rippling in the magic circle around him, he chose the 'Dead Spirit' without hesitation.

This process is somewhat similar to choosing which set of rules before entering the door of the rules.

Choosing the Spirit of Death indicates that his future metaphysical attribute will be the power of death.

"What are you doing with this?"

Cang Ling was a little surprised.

On the side of the fairy world, the rules of death are indeed powerful higher-level rules, but there are never many people to choose.

To cultivate the power of death, you often have to make yourself half dead first.

The people who deal with this all day long are those ghost cultivators and corpse cultivators in the dead world, and they are lifeless, which makes people feel very uncomfortable.

"I chose this for an extra layer of protection!"

I had a brief confrontation with the Shadow Clan on the seventh layer before, because there was no rule of death there, and Brother Cheng not only couldn't kill them, but it was also difficult for him to die.

If it weren't for the aura of the ruins on him, he would have overturned that time.

Now he chooses the power of death, and the purpose is simple - to carry a miniature version of the heart of the rules of death with him.

As long as he cultivates this power of death to the top, no matter where he is in the future, even where there is no rule of death, he can forcibly kill others.

Of course, if he loses, then he will also be killed.

But isn't that exactly what he's doing?

"It's a god's chatter."

Cang Ling naturally couldn't guess his inexplicable calculations.

And Brother Cheng, who chose the power of death, smoothly carved a mysterious pattern of the soul of death in the center of the Xuanlu.

The Xuanwen is one percent, which means that he has become an extremely mysterious realm.

The delicate pattern was small and emitted a faint gray shimmer.

Just looking at it makes people uncomfortable, as if they will be pulled into the abyss.

Master Jiang himself is very satisfied.

This is the most matching power with your own system!

This process took him half an hour, and then it was time to absorb the mysterious spirits in the Great Soul Formation to nourish the dead spirits he had just obtained.

Running too Xuan Refining God Sutra, the Death Spirit Xuan Pattern Gray Light in the Xuan Soul is flourishing.

An illusory gray light actually broke away from the mysteries and came out of the body!

A faint gray mist lingered all around, causing the surrounding aura to decay and decay.

The surrounding Xuan Ling, who was like a sky full of stars, seemed to hear some kind of summons.

It's like being caught in a storm again.

Swiftly converged towards the dead spirit.

After the first one converged, the pattern of the dead spirit flashed, as if it had been plated with a new layer of luster, and it also had a mysterious and mysterious meaning.

Immediately after that, the process never stopped.