More than a month later, in the middle of the night, Lei Luo finally waited for the infiltrator.

Not much bigger than a mouse, staggering, all the way to the small bedroom. In the perceptual vision, Lei Luo saw a fiery humanoid silhouette, and this time it was a middle-level general.

Silently pushing open the door, the man walked in. A silent force field similar to the Blood Enchantment enveloped him, like a moving haze, quickly enveloping the entire bedroom.

Seeing that there was an extra child in the room, the man couldn't help but be stunned. After sensing it again, he found that it was actually the body of the demon seed, and he immediately stood beside Lei Luo's bed in surprise and joy to look.

He was greeted by a direct attack by Lei Luo.

"Secret Method: Return Yang Finger!"

A chilling green light shot out from Lei Luo's finger and struck the opponent's throat. The infiltrator was a tough man of about 1.8 meters, who was caught off guard and hit on the spot, grabbed his throat and pulled out his body, and escaped directly through the roof.

Under the effect of the silent force field, the room remained silent. While Lei Luo chased after him, he reached out and waved lightly, turning all the debris of Zhuo Ling's small bed that fell towards him into powder that was blown away by the stream.

The infiltrator escaped extremely fast, but now Lei Luo was not a fuel-efficient lamp, and his small figure turned into an afterimage in the air that was difficult to capture with the naked eye, instantly narrowing the distance between him and the other party.

The Yang Returning Finger is a secret method that greatly activates local new energy, and can be regarded as a condensed version and a powerful version of the "Life Activation" construct, and can be cast remotely. Lei Luo's resentment towards the disappearance of the Soul Killing Knife was finally compensated, and this time the knife was tried, and the power was really good.

The infiltrator let out a terrifying hissing sound as he fled, and his throat was clogged with thriving muscles and blood vessels, and he was gradually unable to breathe. After a few more moments, the whole neck began to thicken like a blow. It's about to explode.

Lei Luo waited for him to this day, and naturally he didn't want a corpse. Just as he was about to dissolve the power of the secret method, the infiltrator roared suddenly, and forcibly broke out a virtual clone.

Martial arts.

Lei Luo now knew that this skill, which resembled the doppelganger technique, was a characteristic killing weapon in the Neo-Babylonian secret martial arts world. Whether it is the flow of physical arts, the flow of superthoughts, or the flow of swords. No matter which martial arts hall or sect, as long as it reaches the realm of Xuanjiang, it can give birth to martial spirits.

There are also special cases at the Xuanbing level, but the price is too great for ordinary people to use. At this moment, this middle-level Xuan general burst out with martial spirit, and directly struck his body with two palms, sealing the blood veins above the neck, temporarily controlling the vitality that was enough for him to die.

The infiltrator poked his finger back, opening a bloody breathing hole in his throat. With a few sharp gasps, a wolf-like gaze glared at Lei Luo. "Boy, who are you?"

"Am I not the one you're looking for?" said Ralo.

The infiltrator was shocked that the Demon Seed Body was indeed the target that his organization had been looking for, but this little boy appeared for no reason, and launched a long-planned attack on him, no matter how he looked at it, it looked like a hunter waiting for his prey by the trap.

In those eyes that should have been full of childishness, the infiltrator saw a cruelty more terrible than a beast. What's even weirder is Lei Luo's strength. At such a young age, the power fluctuations of the eruption on his body were unexpectedly dense and endless. It's tough!

The infiltrator began to involuntarily retreat, and even had the idea of escaping. But the consequences of the real escape, he could not have been more clear.

So he let out a low roar, and with his fighting spirit completely drove away everything about weakness in his body.

"Secret Method: Martial Spirit!" With the ferocious catapult of the infiltrator, the martial spirit also rose up and pounced on Lei Luo.

Lei Luo stood still and did not move. The reflection of one person and one spirit in his pupils was getting closer and closer, and he reacted at the last moment when he was about to make contact.

Five fingers and one finger, the fingertips had swirling green light, and the gushing waterfall of light completely swallowed the infiltrator and his martial spirit.

There was a muffled "poof". The infiltrator fell to the ground, unconscious, and shattered.

Lei Luo walked up to him, and was about to pick up the other party and drag him back, when he suddenly turned his head to look behind.

"Perception is not weak!" a strange-sounding voice sounded.

More than a dozen people came out of the night, all wearing silver metal masks and dressed in black, like ghosts. One of them was holding Zhuo Ling in his hand, apparently taking advantage of Lei Luo's chase.

The little girl was still asleep, as if she had been forbidden by something.

Lei Luo's pupils contracted slightly, but he remained calm and silent, waiting for the other party to continue speaking.

"Give up resistance and go back with us, or your little girlfriend will be very uncomfortable." The man holding Zhuo Ling stuffed a voice-changing prop in his mouth, and suggested in a strange tone, while holding one of Zhuo Ling's hands.

Big hands and small hands, in general, such a picture is always full of warmth. But at this moment, it was as if the beast's claw was holding a small flower, and Lei Luo's night eyes had clearly seen that the muscles of the man's arm were rising, as long as he exerted his strength, Zhuo Ling would be pulled back to reality by endless pain even in a deeper sleep.

"I can't do it. Relo replied.

The masked man was surprised and hissed, "No one is intimidating you, I hope you understand what I mean." ”

Lei Luo nodded, his face calm: "I know you have that decision, but I still can't do it." To give up resistance is to give up life, and there is no one in this world who is worthy of me. ”

The masked man closed his mouth, his arm muscles gradually calmed down, and suddenly a fierce light flashed in his eyes, and he sneered: "You bluff me!" tightened his palm with all his strength, and the sound of bone cracking immediately exploded!

The screams that followed cut through the silence of the night, but it wasn't from Zhuo Ling.

The masked man who intended to cripple her from now on has become crippled himself. A shadow that quietly came from behind wrapped around his arm at a critical moment, and with a twist of force, the entire arm bone was completely severed.

The other masked people dispersed instantly, half rushing towards Lei Luo, half rushing towards the shadow, their faces under the masks with expressions of disbelief.

Because that shadow is really just a shadow. Under Luo Zhantian's careful guidance, Lei Luo practiced martial arts as early as five years old, and only when he was five years old, he secretly activated his ability to generate martial arts directly behind the opponent's back, saving Zhuo Ling in one fell swoop.

After snatching Zhuo Ling, Wu Lu hugged her and retreated to the side at high speed, and Lei Luo fought alone.

"Secret method: watch the tide of the sea!"

With his body as the center, an undercurrent frenzy tens of meters wide soared. The power of life contained in it makes the dead grass on the ground turn green and the buds bloom, and the momentum is amazing.

There was a muffled bang, and the masked man fell to the ground, all tearing at his chest, as if trying to dig something out of his chest.

Lei Luo didn't have the interest to leave too much alive, and with a light slap of his palms, more than a dozen masked people burst their chests in response, and their hearts, livers, and spleens exploded all over the ground.

The infiltrator who was knocked down by the Yang Finger was still fainting happily, unaware that a massacre had already been completed around him. Lei Luo's martial spirit hugged Zhuo Ling, and was about to walk to the main body, and froze his movements.

Not only Wu Lu, but Lei Luo himself froze in place.

"Do you work so hard every time you move?" he asked, without turning around, looking at the air coldly.

After a long time, a middle-aged man who was also dressed in black, but did not wear a mask, appeared. He didn't come out of nowhere, but came out of nothing, appearing in front of Lei Luo's eyes like a phantom.

"If it weren't for the Demon Seed Body, I'd be curious about you. "That middle-aged humane.

"What is the Demon Seed Body?" asked Lei Luo.

The middle-aged man didn't seem surprised that he asked this question, pointed to Zhuo Ling in Wu Lu's arms, and said: "This little girl is like you, she has lived and existed before, and after death, her physical body will die, and the demon seed will not be destroyed, and after she finds a new body, she will be called the body of the demon seed." ”

Lei Luo's heart was shocked, isn't this the traverser?

"What is the purpose of your haunting us?" he continued.

"There is value before action. But we have no ill intentions, and this little girl is the best proof of this. With our help, it won't be long before she is able to awaken to herself. "Middle-aged humane.

"Yes, thanks to your help, she has only three years left to live. Lei Luo sneered.

The middle-aged man shook his head and said calmly: "If it is not broken, it will not stand, where will there be a new life without death? ”

"Why don't you die yourself?"

"I am always ready to give my life if I need to. But now I have a mission, and that is to bring you and her back. ”

"Your strength seems to be very powerful, I have never been in contact with a martial artist of this level. ”

"Seventh-level Xuan King, you are not my opponent now. Time is running out, is there anything else you'd like to say?"

"Yes. ”

"Speak. ”

Lei Luo took a breath and showed a sly smile: "Master, you haven't come out yet, do you want to watch people kidnap me?"

"Alas, stupid Xiaobao, why don't you say a few more words to him?" With a helpless scolding, Luo Zhantian appeared beside Lei Luo out of thin air.

The middle-aged man's face, which had been indifferent, had become as surprised as if he had seen a ghost. Not only was he surprised, but he also moved—his body sank slightly, and the ground under his feet cracked.

"Don't run, I'm out, can you still run?" Luo Zhantian put his hands behind his back and looked at him for a long time.

The middle-aged man really couldn't pull out his body, and it seemed that he had two invisible mountains on his shoulders, and soon it was a problem to even stand, and he knelt down in the sound of popping beans in the bones of his whole body, and his whole body was sweating like pulp.

"This is my master, and he always treats me as a problem child, and I have to follow him wherever I go. Lei Luo looked at him with a grin, "There's really not much time left for you, is there anything else you want to say?"

The middle-aged man's face turned pale and pale, and he was on the verge of collapse under the huge pressure, glaring at Lei Luo and said: "I don't know whether I live or die, how many people do you know who even dream of getting our protection?

"You mean the body of the demon seed?" Luo Zhantian raised his eyebrows, disapproving, "Me too!" (to be continued......)