The alien lord: lost in fantasy land

Lu Yu felt cold from head to toe. This bitter soul was too cunning.

"boom!"

There was another loud noise, and Lu Yu's feet exploded again. The power of the soul spurted out and directly sealed Lu Yu's power. Lu Yu was so shocked that he backed away continuously, and blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

"So what about the immortal body? The soul power fills the space, and my domain soul explodes! You can't escape!" Bitter Soul looked at Lu Yu and said with a ferocious smile.

Lu Yu looked at the bitter soul and his heart trembled. This bitter soul was too cunning. By sealing the power, he couldn't escape the soul power of the bitter soul. The lock was still in the realm of the bitter soul. All soul attacks!

what to do? what to do? If you continue like this, you will be fucked into an idiot by the bitter soul using the power of your soul.

Thinking of this, Lu Yu no longer hesitated, sealed the flow of the power of the abyss, and mobilized the life breath in his body. The surging breath of life instantly filled Lu Yu's body.

The aura of death around his body dissipated instantly.

Burn vitality! He is fighting with his life! For others this may be fatal, but for Lu Yu, the life force of the entire abyss is almost endless!

Lu Yu himself understood that there was no such thing as a bitter soul! When Kuhun saw Lu Yu's actions, his heart trembled. He was actually burning his life force? Is this kid crazy?

"boom!"

Another blow, and the life force around Lu Yu's body dissipated again. Lu Yu looked at the bitter soul coldly, raising the Xiuchun knife in his hand high.

"Go to hell!" Lu Yu shouted, and slashed down with the Xiuchun knife in his hand with a fierce momentum. The fierce momentum seemed to cut open the space.

Looking at Lu Yu who struck with all his strength, Kuhun was shocked. Is this the power of the War Lord? This kid actually used the power of War Lord to this extent. Bitter Soul vaguely felt that he was going to lose.

At this time, Kuhun was locked with life energy and knew that he could not block this blow at all. Looking at the sword light getting closer and closer, Kuhun's soul power instantly condensed into a shield, and a huge shield appeared in front of him. Above his head. This is his life-saving means.

"Boom!" With a loud sound, Lu Yu's sword struck with all his strength on the shield condensed by the soul power of the bitter soul. The shield condensed by the power of the soul collapsed and dissipated instantly. But the powerful sword light failed to hurt Kuhun at all. It just knocked him away.

Looking at the bitter soul coughing up blood, Lu Yu's heart trembled, this guy is not dead? What's going on with his powerful defense? Why is it the same as the immortal body? Wasn't it so strenuous when fighting Song Weile?

"Ahem! Boy! You! You will die if you burn your life like this!" Kuhun looked at Lu Yu and exclaimed. This kid is so scary. He launched continuous attacks on himself. Although he failed to kill himself, the violent power exceeded his own knowledge. This boy is really not simple!

Lu Yu looked at Kuhun coldly: "Don't worry, you will be disappointed. If nothing else, I will live a long life. Do you want me to stab you again?"

Kuhun snorted: "Boy! You really surprised me. But do you think you can kill me with just that blow? It's a daydream."

Lu Yu looked at the bitter soul and laughed pitifully: "Really? Do you think your life-saving means are that strong?" As soon as he finished speaking, he attacked the bitter soul again. He wants to keep the bitter soul here.

"Boom!" With a loud noise, Lu Yu struck Kuhun again with his knife.

This time, Bitter Soul couldn't resist Lu Yu's attack.

"Poof!" With a sound, Bitter Soul spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the defense condensed by the soul's power instantly collapsed and dissipated.

Looking at the severely injured soul, was it successful? He finally seriously injured the bitter soul? Two consecutive blows finally destroyed Kuhun's life-saving means.

At this time, Kuhun looked at Lu Yu and shouted in horror: "Boy! You! You can attack me continuously? You! You! Can't your life force burn out!?"

Lu Yu looked at the bitter soul and said with a smile: "This is the power of the abyss. The entire abyss provides me with endless vitality. Do you think I can attack continuously? So go to hell!" After saying this, he slashed with the knife again. past.

"I surrender!" Kuhun shouted, raising his hands in the air.

Lu Yu's knife stopped awkwardly on the head of Kuhun, and Kuhun could feel the slightest chill on the Xiuchun knife.

Lu Yu tilted his head curiously and looked at Kuhun: "Can you surrender? Doesn't Zhao Zihao restrain you?"

The bitter soul smiled bitterly: "I am also a powerful Saint. Although I am restrained, I can still resist somewhat. But it is almost impossible to completely get rid of the restraint. But I see that since Song Weile has completely surrendered to you, I I believe you will be able to release the restraint. And judging by Song Weile's performance, your attitude towards his subordinates is definitely better than that of Zhao Zihao. So I surrender, of course your knife is right above my head. This is one of the reasons."

Lu Yu laughed loudly: "Hahaha, he is indeed an old monster who has lived a long time! Indeed. And I also tell you that all the ghosts like you who died on the battlefield can be resurrected in hell. Is it magical? Okay. Now that you have surrendered, come with me!" After Lu Yu waved his hand, the bitter soul did not resist and was taken directly into the chaotic space of hell. In the space, the Yin Ghost King and Yuan Tianhou were lying side by side in the clouds and mist.

Lu Yu walked over and a red light flashed on his body. King Yin Gui and Yuan Tianhou woke up quickly. They looked at Lu Yu for a moment, and then they all bowed down: "Master!"

Lu Yu smiled: "Get up, just call me boss from now on."

He turned to look at Kuhun, whose eyes were already full of awe, and said, "Do you understand now? When you enter this space, you will naturally become my subordinate, and the original restraints will be completely eliminated."

Bitter Soul cupped his hands and said: "Boss! Soul Ghost Saint Bitter Soul! Follow your orders!"

Lu Yu patted him on the shoulder: "This battle will end in a moment. You are all qualified to become first-level lords. Become the controller of one level of hell space."

The bitter soul held up his hands without any sadness or joy and said: "It all depends on the boss's orders!"

Lu Yu nodded and waved, and came to the battlefield with his bitter soul. At this time, Zhao Zihao was sitting on the shoulders of the Six-Armed Ghost Saint, facing the siege of Song Weile, Qiu Xiangyu and others. All six ghost masters have been killed.

Zhao Zihao was as strong as a mad tiger, resisting the siege of everyone. Seeing Lu Yu and Kuhun walking over, he shouted ferociously: "Lu Yu! Why! They are obviously bound by the rules! Why did they surrender to you!"

Lu Yu sneered: "Zhao Zihao, your death date has come today. And I tell you, death is just the beginning. And we will meet often."

While Zhao Zihao was speaking, after blocking Song Weile's blow, a trace of red oozed from the corner of his mouth, and he looked at Lu Yu with a ferocious expression: "Are you crazy?"

Lu Yu shook his head and looked at Kuhun: "Go and take care of him with Song Weile."

Kuhun cupped his hands and jumped towards Zhao Zihao. Zhao Zihao and the six-armed ghost saint were already reluctant to resist. Another powerful saint, the bitter soul, came up. Zhao Zihao suddenly felt desperate.

"Zhao Zihao, you are desperate!" Song Weile shouted.

Although Zhao Zihao also knew that he would lose, he was still unwilling to accept it. He struggled desperately and tried to use his strength to break away from the siege.

Lu Yu looked at him coldly and said nothing.

Kuhun and Song Weile jointly attacked, and Zhao Zihao was quickly defeated. He was hit by Kuhun's soul attack, his body stiffened instantly, and then he slipped off the shoulders of the six-armed ghost saint.

"No! How could I lose! How could I lose to you!" Zhao Zihao shouted unwillingly.

Bitter Soul walked over and looked down at him, "Winning or losing is not determined by you, but by your strength. And the boss is the real lord of hell."

Zhao Zihao's eyes widened: "I surrender! Lu Yu! They can surrender, so will I!"

Lu Yu smiled and shook his head: "You are not qualified, your fate is in hell. It is their job to judge you." He pointed at Song Weile and Kuhun.

He didn't seem to understand what Lu Yu said. Zhao Zihao's eyes gradually became hollow, and his whole person lost his life.

"He's dead." Kuhun said calmly.

Lu Yu nodded: "Soon his soul will appear in hell, and we will meet soon." After speaking, Lu Yu looked at the other ghosts on the battlefield and waved his hand, "Conquer all these ghosts, they are ours." subordinates."

Following Lu Yu's order, Kuhun, Song Weile and others began to subdue the ghosts.