Chapter Twenty-Seven: Shot

Yang Wen used all his mana, suppressing the strange curse, and he was unable to stop the old man's attack, while Mo Chou was still young and had low mana, and the girl in southern Xinjiang was seriously injured and unable to make a move, only Lu Yu was still standing in place, as if he was stunned, motionless.

"Don't show such a desperate look, it is your honor to be one with my Lord, and accept your fate quietly. The old man said as he walked towards a few people.

When he walked to Lu Yu's side, he couldn't help but sigh: "There is still such a body in the world that fits my lord, is this the so-called divine revelation?"

The more he looked at Lu Yu, the more satisfied he became, his spirit was strong, and the aura on his body was even more like that of a great god.

"Unfortunately, I don't want to be a vessel for the gods. Lu Yu said with a smile on his face that his face was normal.

Lu Yu's words seemed to surprise the old man very much, what surprised him was not that Lu Yu refused to become a container for the gods, but why Lu Yu was so calm and calm in the face of this situation, and it seemed that there was no fear in his heart at all.

At this moment, the old man's heart was alarmed, and his soul trembled involuntarily, as if he was not facing some powerless scholar, but a prehistoric giant beast that was opening his eyes and looking at him.

The huge fear filled his mind, making him involuntarily let out a frightened cry, the fear stimulated his body, making him send out the strongest blow in his life, and unreservedly used all the power given by his gods, and attacked Lu Yu, but he turned around and ran, not daring to stop at all.

However, the power that made Yang Wen feel very tricky had no effect on Lu Yu at all, I saw him smile lightly, and a mysterious aura burst out of his body, which he grabbed in his hand and played carefully.

Several people's eyes were about to pop out, and the strange and unpredictable power of the curse could actually be held in someone's hand and played, like an ordinary gadget, and they felt as if they were dreaming.

With a slight wave of the sleeves of his robe, the cursed aura wrapped around several people was attracted to Lu Yu's hands, making the aura in his hands grow a little stronger. Lu Yu looked at the mysterious aura in his hand, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth and said: "Sure enough, it is the power of the same source, it seems that this matter is inseparable from the underworld." ”

After speaking, he turned his gaze to the old man who was running away frantically, the old man seemed to notice Lu Yu's gaze, he turned his head and looked at Lu Yu in horror, but found that his body couldn't move, and even his thinking seemed to be stagnant.

Lu Yu slowly walked to the old man, looked at him who still maintained a frightened look, and said with a smile: "It seems that your lord's revelation is a bit wrong." ”

In the frightened eyes of the old man, Lu Yu gently grasped the strange power and turned it into a strange talisman, the whole body was black with strange patterns painted on it, but it was completely different from the talisman patterns of those Daomen.

The talisman was attached to the old man's forehead, and Lu Yu gently pulled it, and in the surprised look of everyone, he tore out the old man's soul, just like a soul seducer, easily.

Even at this moment, the old man's body and soul are still in a state of immobility, such a strange scene also makes everyone gasp, how have they ever heard of this kind of magical power.

Lu Yu smiled slightly, and untied the immobilization spell cast on the old man's body, only to see that the old man's body fell to the ground instantly, and he was completely silent.

His soul trembled as he watched his body fall and lose his breath.

"Tell me, what are you holding us for, otherwise I'll let your soul fly away, and you won't even have a chance to be reincarnated. Lu Yu asked with a gentle smile on his face.

However, this smile was no different from the demon and monster in the old man's eyes, and his soul trembled and said: "My lord is about to wake up, and we need a huge blood sacrifice, and we have been ordered by my lord to capture spiritually powerful people in southern Xinjiang and use them as sacrifices. ”

"Blood sacrifices? It's been a long time since a god has done this, only those ancient gods are good at blood sacrifices. Lu Yu secretly lined his heart, and took stock of some of the ancient gods he knew in his mind, but he still had no clue, in fact, this period of ancient history has been hidden in the long river of history, and only a very few people know it.

"I don't know what the name of this god you worship?" Lu Yu asked, wondering if he could find useful information from it.

"I don't know, the name of my lord is only known to the Great Elder, we know that he is the master of fate, the origin of all things, and the master of this land" Today's old man lives and dies in the hands of Lu Yu, and naturally knows everything and speaks endlessly.

"Where is the altar?" Lu Yu asked another question.

"In a cave deep in the Cursed Mountain, there is an idol of our lord, and the blood sacrifice will be held there. The old man said truthfully.

"Curse Mountain?" Lu Yu muttered to himself.

"Spell Mountain is the holy mountain of our southern Xinjiang, it is the birthplace of spell masters, every spell master has to go to the spell mountain to receive the inheritance, it is said that the original spell master is to get the method of cultivation on the spell mountain. The girl from southern Xinjiang hurriedly explained to Lu Yu.

"Then do you know how to get to the Curse Mountain?" Lu Yu asked with a smile.

The girl from southern Xinjiang hurriedly nodded and said, "Every year we go on a pilgrimage to Curse Mountain, of course we know how to go." ”

Lu Yu nodded with satisfaction when he heard this, and said with a smile, "That's good." After speaking, he carefully looked at the old man's soul in his hand, and saw that his body had changed into the appearance of an old man.

He coughed lightly a few times, tried his throat, and made the same sound as the old man. Then, in the frightened eyes of the old man, he opened a passage to the underworld and threw the old man in.

As a person who is a god of the underworld, he has a very close relationship with the underworld, and has long had the right to be a member of this kind, leaving a mark in the underworld, with the help of the imprint, he can easily open the passage of the underworld, and travel back and forth between the two worlds of yin and yang, and the absolute VIP treatment.

Picking up the wooden staff and headdress beside the old man, after putting them on, he turned to Yang Wen and asked the others, "How is it, there is no difference." ”

Yang Wen and the others were already stunned by Lu Yu's series of operations at this time, and they only felt that the experiences of their lives were not as wonderful as today's meeting, and all kinds of magical powers that could only be seen in legends were seen all over again.

"Like, it's exactly the same, is this the legendary art of change?" At this time, Yang Wen had the momentum of Senior Brother Shushan, and he looked at Lu Yu after the change curiously like a child.