HPDBC Chapter 93 Soul Hunting Lock, Flame Knife, Killing Lu Yunkong
Chapter 93 Soul Hunting Lock, Flame Knife, Killing Lu Yunkong
Li Shanhe said proudly, "What our master gave were all cathode crystals and cathode marrow!"
"With your stingy appearance, are you worthy of being the master of my uncle?"
Lu Yunkong's pupils suddenly narrowed.
Cathode crystal, low-grade holy object!
Cathode marrow is the compression and condensation of cathode crystals, and it is a middle-grade sacred object!
It is said that after absorbing a lot of cathode marrow, one can have the ability to resist yang attribute attacks.
How can Qin Xuanhe De actually get such a treasure?
Seal the prison!
It must be the sealing prison.
Qin Xuan felt that he had gained great benefits here.
Thinking of this, Lu Yunkong's heart suddenly became hot.
If he can also occupy this place, let alone the stage of transforming gods in the future, even if he is above the stage of transforming gods, he may have a chance to find out!
Lu Yunkong took a few deep breaths, "You don't have to drink a toast, since you are not willing to turn your back on the dark, then don't blame me for being rude!"
After the words fell, he flipped his palm and took out a bronze mirror.
The bronze mirror was dim.
But for some reason, Li Shanhe and Xiaoyu glanced at each other, feeling uncomfortable.
"Wandering ghosts, kill them!"
Lu Yunkong poured his spiritual power into it and pointed it straight at Li Shanhe.
In the bronze mirror, a dazzling light erupted at this moment.
It seemed that the extremely condensed sunlight hit Li Shanhe directly.
"Hiss... so hot, so hot!"
Li Shanhe let out a strange cry.
Where the body was irradiated, black smoke suddenly rose.
Lu Yunkong was dumbfounded.
My red sun mirror is almost a natural enemy to things like ghosts and evil spirits.
No matter what level of ghosts are evil, as long as they are illuminated by the red sun mirror, their strength will plummet, and in the end they can only be caught without a fight.
But why is it that the ghost cultivator at the soul pill stage in front of him is just a scalded soul body?
Lu Yunkong suddenly reacted.
This ghost cultivator just mentioned cathode marrow.
As far as he knows, as long as enough cathode marrow is absorbed, the ability to resist yang attribute attacks can be enhanced.
Could it be that Qin Xuan provided these two ghost cultivators with a lot of cathode marrow?
But... that is a middle-grade holy object.
Where did Qin Xuan get so much cathode marrow?
Lu Yunkong was not reconciled, and this time he even poured [-]% of his spiritual power into the Chiyang Mirror.
The light beams condensed again and were about to bombard Li Shanhe again.
"It's almost done. I want to burn me once and want to burn me a second time. It's against you!"
But Li Shanhe had already rushed like a gust of wind.
The flaming sword in his hand came in an instant.
An astonishing wave of fire rushed towards us.
Lu Yunkong had to put away the bronze mirror and tried his best to avoid it.
Click!
But even so, the fire wave fell on his right shoulder.
The clothes on the right side were burnt to ashes on the spot, revealing a somewhat shriveled body underneath.
"This is the ancient monk who has been dormant for 300 years. His body has become like this. It's so ugly." Xiaoyu shook her head repeatedly.
Lu Yunkong's lungs were about to explode.
I was insulted by two brats!
"You succeeded in angering me!"
"This time, I won't hold back!"
Lu Yunkong's breath soared.
The body also seemed to glow with dazzling light.
He rose slowly into the air.
The whole person is like a little sun.
Such a posture made the monks watching the excitement even more dumbfounded.
"Damn it! What kind of technique is this? It looks so fierce!"
"What ghost cultivators are most afraid of is Yang attribute spiritual power. The bronze mirror just now contains less Yang spiritual power, but Lu Yunkong is obviously showing his trump card!"
"Sister ghost, run, you guys can't stop this move!"
The monks talked about it in one go.
Even Xiaoyu's supporters shouted into the battle.
Zhang Wenxing was also among the crowd.
He came here early and broadcast the whole situation here to Longhumen through the equipment.
He could also see people from Baiyun Temple, Feibai Sword Sect, Chongxiao Sword Sect, Zhenyuan Sect, Crazy Saber Sect and other sects here, live broadcasting the whole process.
"Why didn't Senior Qin come out? This move is very strong, these two probably won't be able to stop it!" Zhang Wenxing was anxious.
He definitely supported Qin Xuan in his heart.
I also really like these two ghost cultivators who eradicate the alchemy cultivators and protect ordinary mortals.
However, due to sect regulations, he could not express his opinions publicly.
"Sister Yu, you play control, I'll kill." Li Shanhe laughed.
Xiaoyu nodded.
Immediately, a string of purple-black chains appeared beside him.
This chain exudes breathtaking power.
After a few glances, you can feel that your soul is stiff and you can't move.
After looking away, he gradually calmed down.
"Hunting soul!"
Xiaoyu screamed coquettishly.
The hunting lock shoots away.
Lu Yunkong's skills had not accumulated to the strongest yet, and the sudden appearance of the soul hunting lock caught him off guard.
He didn't expect that Ghost Xiu actually carried something that was not afraid of Yang Lingli.
Click!
The soul hunting lock wrapped around him like a tentacle.
In an instant, he was tightly entangled.
Lu Yunkong's mind seemed to be frozen in an instant.
Unable to make any response.
At this moment, a pounced figure was reflected in his pupils.
It was a headless ghost, holding a flaming sword, and slashed madly!
A knife fell hard.
Click.
The head flew up, and blood gushed out.
The headless body fell from mid-air and hit the street heavily.
The monks who watched the excitement all the time were dumbfounded.
"Dead... dead?"
"This is a strong monk 300 years ago! Just died like this?"
"I heard that those who are qualified to sleep are the best among the alchemy cultivators, but he died at the hands of two ghost cultivators!"
"What are you talking about, sister ghost is very strong!"
Zhang Wenxing was beyond shocked.
Compared with those casual cultivators, he knows better how powerful Lu Yunkong was back then!
The best treasure body, the eight layers of alchemy, the favorite of the master!
Lu Yunkong, among the alchemy stage monks of the generation 300 years ago, can definitely be ranked among the top five existences.
Now, was he killed by two ghost cultivators so easily?
Even Qin Xuan himself didn't even make a move!
He looked back at the camera.
I am afraid that at this moment, all sects are more shocked than him.
He guessed right.
At this moment.
Dragon Tiger Sect, Baiyun Temple, Chongxiao Sword Sect, Feibai Sword Sect, Array Yuan Sect, Crazy Sword Sect and so on.
Those who watched the live broadcast all the time were dumbfounded at the moment.
The Seven Profound Gate Mountain Gate.
The leader He Zongyu also watched the live broadcast.
Seeing Lu Yunkong rising into the air, his whole body bursting with light, like a little sun, he felt extremely happy in his heart.
"Da Sun Divine Art! I didn't expect Senior Lu to practice such a precious technique!"
"With this move, killing those two ghost cultivators is just a snap of the fingers!"
He Zongyu looked up to the sky and laughed.
Eyes have moved away from the screen.
In his view, the outcome of the battle was already doomed.
Those two ghost cultivators will turn into flying ash in the next moment.
The elders who were watching the live broadcast also became emotional.
Saying that senior Lu is really powerful.
However, the next moment, these elders stared at the screen as if they had seen a ghost.
Everyone was silent.
He Zongyu froze for a moment, then returned his gaze to the screen.
He saw that the little sun in mid-air had disappeared.
The screen is aimed at the headless corpse and a big head on the street.
Isn't that handsome appearance exactly Lu Yunkong?
"Dead...dead?!"
He Zongyu was too surprised to speak.
Almost lost his buttocks and fell to the ground.