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Chapter 872

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    Lu Yu's voice was like a ringtone urging his life, and Ninghun Patriarch couldn't help but shuddered all over his body.

    He turned his head to look, but saw Lu Yu chasing after him with a face full of frost.

    "Yinhun Banner!" Ninghun Patriarch gritted his teeth and took out a black banner.

    There was a faint black air around the soul-inducing flag, and the screams of souls came from it from time to time, which was very ear-piercing.

    "You forced me to do this!"

    The patriarch Ninghun had a ferocious face, he suddenly bit the tip of his tongue, sprayed a mouthful of blood from his mouth, and sprinkled it on the soul-inducing banner.

    Immediately, the soul-inducing flag became blood-red all over, and strange incantations emerged from the flag, and ordinary people would feel dizzy at a glance.

    "Death!" The soul-condensing patriarch pointed at Lu Yu with both hands, and immediately swooped down towards Lu Yu with the soul banner.

    The soul-inducing banner flew in front of Lu Yu, and a terrifying suction force suddenly burst out, trying to suck Lu Yu's soul into the banner.

    "It's just a magic weapon for evil cultivators." A cold light flashed in Lu Yu's eyes.

    This soul-inducing banner is a typical magic weapon for evil cultivation. It needs to trap a large number of wronged souls, torture them continuously, and form resentment before it can be successfully refined.

    This kind of magic weapon requires a large number of living souls to support it every time it is cultivated, and the refining process is also extremely bloody.

    The soul that is swallowed into the Yinhun Banner cannot re-enter the reincarnation, and will be tortured forever.

    "Broken!" Lu Yu's fist landed on the soul-inducing banner.

    Lu Yu's powerful mana was poured into this magic weapon in an instant, and it soon exceeded the bearing capacity of the soul-inducing banner.

    Boom!

    Accompanied by a loud noise, the entire soul-inducing streamer was shattered into countless fragments and exploded in all directions.

    The ghosts trapped by the magic weapon also took the opportunity to scatter and flee.

    "What!" Ninghun Patriarch glanced at it, his heart trembled suddenly.

    That is the magic weapon he has refined for many years. Even a monk of the same realm cannot leave the control of the soul-drawing banner in an instant.

    But the young man in front of him blew his magic weapon with one punch!

    Just one punch!

    "Two senior brothers, save me!" Ninghun Patriarch had already flown to the sky above the Lianxu Sect, calling for help in panic.

    "No one can save you." There was a cold light in Lu Yu's eyes, he stepped forward, and instantly appeared behind Ninghun Patriarch, punching him.

    The patriarch Ninghun let out a terrifying scream in an instant. His mana shield had no effect at all, and it exploded in this instant.

    Lu Yu's punch passed through the bones of Ninghun Patriarch, directly destroying his body, and all the bones collapsed.

    "Fellow Daoist, this is a misunderstanding. You let me go, and I will give you all my savings!" The soul of the soul-condensing ancestor flew out of the broken body, begging for mercy repeatedly.

    At this moment, his heart was full of regret.

    He himself has been domineering here for so many years, but he didn't expect to kick the iron plate today.

    It is useless to regret now.

    Lu Yu suddenly stopped, and said lightly: "Bring the things."

    A trace of flesh pain flashed across the face of Ninghun Patriarch, but he still put the storage bag in Lu Yu's hand.

    Lu Yu wiped off the imprint on the storage bag casually, and glanced at it briefly, only to see that the storage bag was full of evil spirits, and at the same time, a lot of spirit stones were stored.

    "This time, I'm being rude. I will stay away from you when I see you in the future, and I won't bother you!" Ancestor Ninghun lowered his head, and a trace of resentment flashed in his eyes.

    He lost his physical body and gave away his storage bag. It was almost a heavy loss!

    "Wait for me to gather a few old friends and work together to suppress you! I will make you into a magic weapon and make your life worse than death!" Ninghun Patriarch thought in his heart.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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