Countless eyes converged on the huge soul technique displayed by Funeral Night, and the huge splash of water popped, and at this time, Funeral Night was quietly looking at Wang Long's opponent, and the smile on the corner of his mouth had obviously interpreted the outcome of this duel.

"Bang dang!"

After less than half a quarter of an hour and a second of erosion, the Heavenly Water Holy Transformation of the Burial Night had already flowed into the sea like mud, devouring Wang Long's crimson ball of light and rushing straight to the latter unimpeded. The countless soul disciples around the cultivation pavilion had unconsciously retreated three points at this time, deeply afraid of being hit by this water wave, and at the same time, the shock in their hearts was even more indescribable.

Most of the water-attribute souls are assassinated and come from absconding, and the power of the soul power they use is far less than the soul skills of other attribute souls, but the blow of the funeral night completely broke their perception of water-attribute souls.

Especially in the hearts of the other water-attribute soul power present, seeing this grand state of affairs is an unforgettable imprint in their hearts.

With a frightened look, Wang Lung had been completely shocked by the Heavenly Water Holy Transformation of the Burial Night at this time, and he let out a sneering scream from his mouth, but at this time, he felt that he was frozen by the space, suppressed by the soul technique on the absolute level, his body was no longer able to move, his pupils shrank sharply, and he could only wait as the majestic holy water on the Funeral Night got closer and closer.

"Boom. ”

In the tense atmosphere, as everyone's next breath passed, the soul technique of the burial night had already pounced on Wang Long. Seeing the high-speed rushing of the water waves, Wang Lung was directly hit by the side wall of the cultivation pavilion with the huge waves.

"Ah~"

The incomparably painful wail completely shocked the entire attic, and in the place where countless eyes converged, Wang Lung actually let out a scream hysterically, hundreds of millions of water attribute soul power was scorching Wang Lung's every inch and muscle, and it took about a minute before it stopped.

"Boss..."Wang Lung and his entourage looked at each other, only to see one of his closest friends, slightly raising the fingers of his right hand and slightly curling to look at Wang Lung, who was beyond his face at this time, he couldn't help but murmur worriedly.

At this time, Wang Lung had long since lost the proud and majestic posture he had half an hour ago, and now he had lowered his head heavily and was lying on the wall of the cultivation pavilion with his body on his back, and the back layer of the entire wall was clearly visible to be made a deep concave mark.

Blood continued to flow from Wang Lung's mouth, obviously it seemed that his entire meridians and internal organs seemed to be completely shattered by the burial night, Wang Lung and the others couldn't help but see this, helped him up, and quickly took out a life-saving pill from Na Jie.

"I'm going to carry Brother Long to the medical workshop, his life is in danger now!" One person said, he hurriedly beckoned to the crowd of onlookers, opened a road, and several other followers immediately immediately supported Wang Lung on their backs, and went straight to the Linfu Medical Workshop without stopping.

"Demons!" One of them looked back at the burial night with a venomous and fearful look, he whispered at the corner of his mouth, the teeth in his mouth couldn't help biting, he originally wanted to say something cruel, but he still remained silent after all, and he was not the opponent of the funeral night in the middle of the spirit realm.

"Hmph, I knew this was the case, why bother in the first place!" Funeral Night also noticed his gaze at the same time, and he looked back, and the latter quickly got up and left, as if he had been frightened away by Funeral Night's immobile and self-reliant aura.

At this time, all the guests were stunned by the impact just now, and after a long time of relieving, they re-examined the funeral night, and found that the latter's expressionless face did not have the slightest wave.

You must know that Wang Long's tragic situation was already covered in blood, which had shocked some young visitors in their twenties, but in the face of the parties with such a result, the funeral night did not change their faces, as if it was not a big deal.

"This little ghost has taken a lot of life!" In the middle of the sharp-eyed spirit realm, the eyes of the older doormen were vicious, and they looked at the funeral night, which had completely lost their initial contempt, and sympathy for being targeted by Wang Lung, and turned their eyes with a hint of awe.

The funeral night couldn't help but condense around, and after a slight glance around, he got up and prepared to leave, and just walked a few steps, only to see that the onlookers in that direction had involuntarily stepped back and gave way. Seeing this, the funeral night was stunned for a moment, and then walked directly towards the lower intersection.

Walking slowly all the way, just down the floor of the second floor, I saw a group of people staring at him with constricted eyes, and the first floor, which was still a little noisy, instantly began to be silent with the appearance of the funeral night.

The funeral night looked calm and indifferent, and did not pay attention to it, and walked directly out of the hall of the cultivation pavilion.

The dazzling sunlight had become a little strong at this time, and all the voices sounded behind him, and the funeral night had a good sense of hearing, and at this time he had already realized that the duel with Wang Lung just now would probably not be long before it became known to everyone in the Lin Mansion.

Piggybacking his head, looking at his robe that had been scorched by Wang Long's flames during the battle just now, he shrugged his shoulders helplessly, and then walked towards the dormitory...

Sure enough, as expected on the night of the funeral, the duel between him and Wang Lung had been completely fermented outside in less than an hour, and the entire Lin Mansion had been buried on the night.

"No. 79, the new doorman, defeated Wang Lung!" At this time, in a dormitory, a young man who was not very old was following his roommate about what he saw on the second floor of the cultivation pavilion today. His exaggerated demeanor and excited words could not hide the surging waves in his heart after seeing the battle just now.

"You're right..."One of his roommates was still lying in bed in a half-asleep state, and last night's cultivation made him fall asleep very late. However, when he heard that Wang Lung had been defeated and that his defeat was very miserable, he suddenly woke up from the bed as if he had exploded, and jumped up from the bed, "Wang Lung, this bastard has really been defeated? As he spoke, his soul power gathered on his nails and twisted his arm.

"Yes, yes, I saw it with my own eyes. The man raised his arm to his roommate and waved it downward, signaling him not to get excited.

"The sky has eyes! Wang Lung, the bastard, also has today. After the roommate was confirmed again, he shouted into the blue sky outside the window with excited words, and immediately couldn't help but shed tears of excitement. He has been bullied by Wang Lung all year round, and it seems that today is the happiest moment he has ever had.

In the dormitory on the other side:

"Damn, Wang Lung... Really defeated?"

"Well, and the other party is still a soul in the early stage of the Spirit Transformation Realm!"

"What did you say!? The early stage of the Spirit Transformation Realm?"

"yes! Sounds incredible! I wouldn't believe it if I hadn't seen it with my own eyes. ”

"What kind of monster is the other party, in the early stage of the Spirit Transformation Realm, it can compete with Wang Long..."

"It's not a fight... It's beat!"

“...”