Chapter Ninety-Eight: Turning into a Baby

Hu Yunfei was unmoved by Lu Xiu's words, staring at the other party motionlessly, with infinite hatred spreading in his eyes.

When Lu Xiu saw the other party's eyes, the movements in his hands actually stopped, and he looked at the other party with a playful face and said:

"It seems that you seem to have remembered some unpleasant things, can you say it and share it with Lu, haha......"

Hu Yunfei's fists had already squeaked, resisting the urge to tear the other party to pieces, and said word by word:

"Where's Wan Er" now?!"

Lu Xiu, who was laughing wildly, heard this, his voice stopped abruptly, and he said gloomily:

"Zhao Wan'er, that slut! I'm so good to her, she just has a soft spot for you, a negative man, how can you compare to me?! You weren't my opponent during the foundation building period, you were just lucky to form a golden pill before me! The position of the first person in the inner gate should have been mine!" Lu Xiu's face was a little distorted.

"I'll ask you again, where is Wan'er now?!" Hu Yunfei's voice raised a point, and his body couldn't help but tremble.

"Haha...... It's this look, a little more angry, to tell you the truth, that slut has been taken by me...... Ate ......" Lu Xiu's face was already distorted to the extreme.

Hu Yunfei couldn't hold back the anger in his heart anymore, a silver spear flew towards Lu Xiu at a speed that was difficult to catch with the naked eye, and disappeared halfway, and the next moment he nailed Lu Xiu to the ground solidly.

Others had no time to pay attention to Hu Yunfei and the others, but Lin Yu watched this scene lightly, including the conversation between the two just now.

"I didn't expect Senior Brother Hu to know that Lu Xiu, it seems that there are still a lot of grievances...... On the way to throw the spear just now, with my divine sense, I couldn't even find out how the spear flew to Lu Xiu's side, but it couldn't be a teleportation technique!" Lin Yu muttered to himself.

After Hu Yunfei threw that spear, his face was a little pale, and he couldn't take his eyes off Lu Xiu who was nailed to the ground in the distance.

Suddenly, Lu Xiu's fingers moved, and Hu Yunfei's eyes in the distance also narrowed, and then his face showed an ugly look.

I saw Lu Xiu in the distance pull the spear out of his chest little by little from a strange angle, and when the spear completely left his body, he turned over and stood on the ground, looking down at the fist-sized hole in his chest, his face showed a strange color.

What followed was extremely bloody, but it was beyond everyone's expectations. I saw Lu Xiu slowly take out the remaining half of his heart, put it in his mouth and chewed it without saying a word, and did not forget to lick his lower lip with his snake-like tongue, and what was even more incredible was that after Lu Xiu swallowed his heart, the big hole in his chest actually healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and it returned to its original state in the blink of an eye.

In the distance, a monk who was fighting with the "blood puppet" skimmed this scene, his abdomen rolled for a while, and he was accidentally hit in the waist by the blood puppet in front of him, and turned into a pool of blood on the spot.

"It's a surprise!" Lu Xiu said with a cruel expression.

"You are really one of the "blood puppets", do you think you can still leave today?" Seeing this, Hu Yunfei's originally angry expression calmed down.

"Haha...... How can I be comparable to these golems? To tell you the truth, these blood golems are my masterpieces, and as for whether or not I can get out of here, I should be right for you......"

As soon as Lu Xiu's words fell, a suffocating spiritual pressure suddenly came from the depths of Xuantian Sect, and everyone present suddenly stopped the movements in their hands, including the blood puppets scurrying all over the sky, and they didn't dare to move, and the foundation building disciples outside the barrier were even more paralyzed on the ground, and their hands and feet were all weak.

Lin Yu couldn't hide the turbulent waves in his heart, at this moment, there seemed to be a thousand catties of weight on his body, and it seemed that this spiritual pressure master could crush himself to death with just one thought.

Suddenly, the rune on Lin Yu's left hand flashed, and his body instantly lightened. Lin Yu regained his physical mobility, glanced at his left arm gratefully, and looked at the sky in the distance with his eyes flickering.

There was a crisp "......click", and a crack appeared in the gray barrier, and then the crack spread like a spider web, and in the blink of an eye, it was like a cracked mirror, and it turned into black gas on the way to scatter, and disappeared without a trace.

The disciples outside the barrier looked at the scene in front of them with dead faces, losing the barrier, with their cultivation, they had undoubtedly become lambs to the slaughter, and they just wanted to leave this place as soon as possible when their bodies resumed their movements.

Yun Qingfeng and Li Yixian's faces were also extremely ugly at the moment, including the remaining three Yuanying elders of Tianxuanzong and the two Yuanying monks of Qinglingmen, they all had the idea of escaping in their hearts, no need to ask, with such a powerful spiritual pressure, there is no doubt that the person who came is definitely a Infant Cultivator!

Just when everyone was thinking about it, an astonishing spiritual pressure suddenly came from the opposite direction, and the disciples who were originally unable to move regained the right to move their bodies, but no one dared to act rashly.

Li Yixian's face suddenly showed a look of surprise:

"It's Uncle Qingyuan!"

At the time of just one sentence, two more figures suddenly appeared out of thin air in the field.

"Xuan Ku, why are you!" a figure in the air suddenly spoke, and his voice was as warm as jade, making those who heard it feel like bathing in a spring breeze.

Lin Yu squinted his eyes and found that the person who came later was an old man with half-white hair, and standing opposite the old man was a middle-aged man wearing a jade crown, but his face was slightly pale.

"Qing Yuan, this is the place of my Xuantian Sect, you are not invited, it seems that it is a bit overstepping!" The middle-aged monk's voice was a little hoarse, but it revealed an unquestionable taste.

When Lao Dao heard this, he frowned slightly and looked at Li Yixian in the distance, Li Yixian hurriedly rolled his lips up and down, and passed on the voice to Lao Dao.

When Li Yixian's transmission fell, Lao Dao's expression also became extremely solemn, and the eyes that looked at the middle-aged man revealed a hint of murderous intent.

"Should I call you "Xuanqu Daoist", or should I call you "Blood Robe Ancestor"?"

The middle-aged man on the opposite side was stunned for a moment, and then burst out laughing, and many of the monks present hugged their heads and covered their ears when they heard the laughter, but it had no effect.

After a long time, the laughter stopped abruptly, and the middle-aged man said with a strange face:

"Looks like you know something...... Then I can't let you go today......"

Before the voice fell, the figure of the middle-aged man had already come behind Lao Dao, and slapped his palm to the back of his heart without saying a word.

Lao Dao's face sank, and he said, "Don't be ashamed!" The originally clear figure gradually blurred, and a blood-red palm drilled out of its body, but it did not cause substantial damage.

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