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"boom!"

when the two collide.

The palm of the strong Fenghou tribe was directly chopped into pieces. In ancient times, he might have been a strong one.

However, after transforming into a soul body, even if the soul is powerful, except for some heaven-defying powerhouses, the strength of ordinary people is nonexistent.

How to be the opponent of the one-horned ghost king who can restrain the soul and body naturally.

So, after the arm was cut off.

The one-horned ghost king stepped forward again.

The bright blade flashed across the body of the Fenghou Clan master in an instant.

"Stab!"

The entire soul body was divided into two at this time.

Then, a terrifying scene appeared.

The one-horned ghost king opened his mouth and sucked.

The broken body of the strong Fenghou clan was directly swallowed.

At this time, at a speed visible to the naked eye, the body of the one-horned ghost king actually grew a circle, and became more frozen in time.

However, at this moment, the dull voice of the one-horned ghost king sounded.

"Your Majesty, eighteen layers of restrictions should have been set up in this cave, but now only the first layer of restrictions has been opened!"

After the words fell, Lu Yu couldn't help but gasped.

Didn't expect this to happen.

One must know that the cultivation base of the strong man of the Fenghou tribe just now is not inferior to the one-horned ghost king, and this is only the first level of restriction.

He didn't dare to imagine what kind of existence would appear if the restrictions on the eighteenth floor were fully opened.

And at this moment, a voice of surprise sounded again.

"Your Majesty, there is a spiritual vein above this cave!"

This is Huo Qubing's voice.

Then, Lu Yu looked towards the top of his head.

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At this time, even Lu Yu felt a little shocked.

I saw the top of the cave.

All the spiritual veins are gathered together.

Like the roots of a tree, the roots are intertwined.

They are all eighth-rank spiritual veins, and there are dozens of them.

At this time, there is no restriction of the seal, and there is a strong spiritual energy, which spreads to the outside world.

Today's land of Bingzhou must have soared aura.

Although I don't know why this is the case.

However, Lu Yu did not relax.

Staring into the cave, after scanning for a moment, he said slowly.

"One-horned Ghost King, I order you to lead the Nether Legion and sit here!"

"As ordered!"

After receiving the order, the one-horned ghost king didn't dare to hesitate, and quickly opened his mouth to speak.

Today, this cave is a huge bomb to the land of Kyushu.

As long as the seal is broken, there may be endless ghosts running out.

But Lu Yu was not afraid.

No matter how many ghosts there are, he will naturally suppress them.

After ordering everything, he walked out of the cave.

However, at this moment, Cao Zhengchun walked up cautiously.

Looking at Lu Yu said carefully.

"Your Majesty, Miss Zhu Xin from the Zhu Rong family brought this to you!"

when his voice sounded.

He sent a jade talisman to Lu Yu's hand.

When seeing this jade talisman, Lu Yu frowned.

It turned out that in ancient times, this place used to be the place with the most abundant aura, and countless powerful people came out of it.

But later, due to the war between all parties, all the ancient powerhouses fell here, and those who were unwilling had nowhere to release their grievances.

It is to turn into a lonely soul and fight against the sky again.

But it also made this place a forbidden area, in order to restrict these souls.

A strong person made a move to gather the spiritual veins of this place of burial of gods, and set up eighteen layers of restrictions to suppress the soul body.

Today, the first floor is broken, and other restrictions are likely to be opened one after another.

However, it is not without benefits. Every time a restriction is opened, those original spiritual veins will also be released at this time.

The aura of the human race will skyrocket once.

After the eighteen layers of restrictions are all lifted, perhaps this land of Kyushu will return to its ancient glory.

Once again, that land of jealousy.

There will be endless legends.