Zhou Daoren was still raising his eyebrows for the word senior, but when he heard the latter sentence, his face sank instantly.

"One of the 36 forbidden techniques of the Daomen?"

The old man's face was serious, and he said, "This is the evil method created by Shangguan Lao'er, the palace master of the Northern Ice Palace."

Shen Yu said lightly, "That person has a broken spiritual sea in his body."

Hearing this, the old man's eyes shrank, and he instantly revealed a look of understanding and shock.

It is true that the person is now a genuine evil spirit, but there is a spiritual sea in his body, although there is only one point, but there is one.

If you want to reach this point, naturally only the evil method of soul transformation can be completed.

"That person should be the depletion of the dantian spirit sea and the life span is about to die, so he used this method to devour the evil spirits in the temple, and the dove occupied the magpie's nest, and then took the life of countless villagers as nourishment to prepare for changing his life against the sky."

Shen Yu looked at the girl and asked, "Then guess how many people you should kill if you can use this kind of method?" When that person is not suppressed, how high is the realm?"

After thinking about some things, I felt scared and frightened, and the young man's face turned pale in an instant.

The young man hurriedly patted his chest and said, "Fortunately, fortunately."

The old Taoist understood the seriousness of the matter even more, and said with emotion: "What a vicious method! What a powerful cult cultivator! If we know about this, even if our Xianxia Sect comes out, it will not be an exaggeration."

Shen Yu asked again, "Do you think your previous compassion is worth it?"

The girl quickly shook her head and echoed, "It's not worth it, it's not worth it!"

The young man suddenly turned his head, looked at the box on horseback, and whispered, "Is it really so easy for such a powerful evil cultivator to die?"

Shen Yu looked behind him with a smile that seemed to be a smile, and said with a smile, "Who said he died?"

As soon as the words fell.

The green horse screamed suddenly, and the ancient box on its back exploded, and the runic paper that was pressed on the top of the box also spontaneously ignited.

A black light emerged from the sky, crossed the large lake in front of him, and galloped away in the distance.

Shen Yu's expression was indifferent, and his entire body sitting on the steps disappeared.

The old man hurriedly got up and said, "Hurry up, the master will take you to see the immortals fighting today!"

.....

The black light was so fast that the surface of the lake it flew over separated from it and scattered in both directions.

The black light flew over the river, over the mountains and forests, and finally disappeared in a remote town.

A breeze blew, and Shen Yu's figure appeared outside the town.

He raised his head slightly, looking at the seemingly unmistakably peaceful town ahead.

The sun shone on the streets, and people on both sides set up various stalls, shouting and selling kept coming, and some children kept running and playing.

Shen Yu's expression was calm.

Letting the other party come out this time was expected.

If this guy had been hiding in the box, it would have been a nuisance for him.

But for a few days with it, the box has not moved, so he had been talking to the master and apprentice by the lake for so long, just to see if he could force this guy out.

A vendor selling sugar gourds walked up to Shen Yu and asked enthusiastically, "Childe, buy a string of sugar gourds!"

Shen Yu waved his hand lightly, and a wisp of green qi rippled out, passing through the peddler's body in front of him, and then permeating all parts of the town.

Something seemed to be stirred up in the air, and all the scenes in front of him disappeared in an instant, and the laughter and laughter disappeared.

A cool breeze blew, and the streets were left dead silent, deserted.

"Poor Dao endured and endured, he has left so far, and he has abandoned the true body of the evil spirit, you really want to kill them all!?"

A cold and resentful voice sounded in this ancient town, in all directions, and no source could be heard.

Shen Yu nodded again and said:

"Yes."

"Good! Good! Good! Then try it, and be ashamed!"

The words disappeared in the ancient town, and the silence around them returned to death.

Shen Yu raised his footsteps and walked in.

The town is called Little River, and its streets are surrounded by ancient trees, the stone paths are covered with moss, the closed old doors are dusty, and there is a small bridge not far away, and a gray river flows slowly below.

The town was deserted and smelled of dead silence.

Shen Yu casually pushed open the door of an inn on the left side of the street, and the smell of blood came to his nose.

There were red blood stains everywhere on the floor, table, and walls in the room, but I didn't know where the body was.

Shen Yu stood outside the door and looked at it for a moment, then turned around and walked away towards the depths of the town.

After crossing the small bridge in the middle of the town, the river below was full of strange colors.

Syllable!

The bridge broke in an instant and smashed into the river.

However, Shen Yu didn't seem to be affected in the slightest, his footsteps walked in the void, and he walked to the opposite side in less than a moment.

Shen Yu said, "This kind of thing was not ..... many years ago."

Before the words fell, the ground collapsed instantly, and Shen Yu's whole person fell three feet in an instant, as if he had come directly to the bottom of the river, and the water flow completely filled his body.

...

Shen Yu opened his eyes suddenly.

He is still standing in the middle of the bridge, the bridge has not collapsed, and the ground is still there.

Shen Yu's face turned a little colder, and his tone was still understated, and he said, "Childish."

There was a sneer from the depths of the town.

Shen Yu was about to take a step forward, but suddenly stopped and turned his head slightly.

The streets of the town not far away were full of dozens of people standing at this moment, all wearing black robes, bowing their heads slightly, full of cold and dark atmosphere.