Dressed like a deadly enemy

There are always some rules in the world that cannot be touched, especially the rules of the Protoss. Secret techniques such as splitting the soul are even listed as forbidden techniques, but the demons are free and free, and Lu Junzhuo himself does not take those rules of the Protoss to heart. On the Internet, not only study it by yourself, but also share the secret technique with people around you.

Yun Feitan has known him for tens of thousands of years, and he knows that he knows as many heresy as stars, but this righteous demon ancestor in front of him is more decent than the ancient gods in the God Realm.The demons have always been detained by him in the Demon Origin Sea, and at most they went to the cultivation world to hunt monsters.

So he said: "Now find the magic bell first, and then guide the lost soul back, and then rely on the demon to restore it by himself."

"It's not hard to find something."

Lu Junzhuo stretched out his right hand and grabbed it from the air. A long bone chain emerged from the void. His left index finger hung in the air to draw runes. The runes glowed with fluorescence, flying around the bone chain, and gradually disappeared in midair.

This technique has no name, but Yun Feitan has seen its power before, no matter where he is before, his traces will be seen quickly.Later, Lu Junzhuo passed this spell to him, so he was able to find the other world and find his spiritual consciousness.

Probably because the magic bell is too small, and the mountains in this area are too big, so they couldn't find it for a while, so the two first checked Yan'an's situation.

After instigating a group of large and small demons out, the two looked around Yan'an over and over again, and then looked at each other, wondering what happened at that time. Yan'an thought that there was a soul missing in his body, but it was not accurate. His consciousness It seems that Xiao Ling is still trapped in the sea, but there is no news that there is anything wrong with Xiao Ling.

This soul is so light and transparent that if you don't look carefully, you can hardly notice it, and Yan'an's seven souls are completely indifferent to this outsider, and it has existed in the sea of ​​consciousness for nearly a hundred years.

Ordinary people lose one soul and don't become dumb like Yan'an, at most they are slow to react, but Yan'an's two souls have been injured by the consciousness ring, so now he can't even recognize people.

While they were thinking hard about the countermeasures, a bell rang in the air. Looking up, they saw that the bone chain was hooked on the small ring on the magic bell, shaking, and the bell rang repeatedly.Lu Junzhuo recalled the bone chain and took the magic bell into his hands.

The bell stopped, and after a while, it seemed to jump up again, "Master, quickly uncover the seal on the bell, that broken seal can't seal me out."

Yan'an's voice came, eager and enthusiastic, without his reminding, Lu Junzhuo had already found the trace of the seal, gently grabbed the corner of the rune, a black shadow flashed, Yan'an stood lightly in front of them, after saluting, fluttering back to his body.

"Hey, I'm so sick, I've been trapped by my own spiritual weapon for hundreds of years." Yan'an on the high platform regained his senses, took a deep breath, and was a bit speechless.

The other two didn't dare to smile too obviously, Lu Junzhuo kindly reminded him: "Look at your sea of ​​consciousness, are you surprised?"

He was still wondering what was wrong with his sea of ​​consciousness, and when he explored it, he smiled pleasantly, "Hahaha, it's still there, it's not in vain that I've been stupid for so many years."

Yun Feitan wondered: "What's the use of you grabbing this soul? You lost most of your energy and your physical strength is not as good as before."

"Dijun, you don't know," Yan'an turned over and jumped off the bed, and walked in front of Lu Junzhuo, "Master, what's the benefit of talking about it?"

After Yun Feitan heard this, he glanced at Lu Junzhuo, and there was some secret technique that he didn't know.

"Think about it, how can you cultivate if you don't have the strength, especially for someone like Xiaoling who is keen on enlightenment. Although enlightenment only requires a good spirit, it doesn't require physical strength at all, and there are many actions and feet that can be done with strength."

People who practice Taoism focus on understanding, most of them are not strong, and they don't pay much attention to body training.

Lu Junzhuo had enough fallacies, and he always thought in reverse. Yan'an was by his side, influenced by his ears and eyes, and it was inevitable that he would make some surprising moves.

"The master is right. At that time, I made a fake Lipo that could be mistaken for the real one. I didn't notice it when Xiao Ling was injured. It will be a few years before he notices it."

"It's no wonder that Xiao Ling has stayed at home for a hundred years, and there has been no news. If people know that No. 1 in the God Realm is incomplete, it will be difficult for him to issue orders like before."

When Yan'an heard Yun Feitan say this, his eyebrows danced with joy. Although his face was still pale as paper, he couldn't wait to go to the God Realm to watch the excitement, "I really want to see Xiao Ling's face when he finds out that he has lost his soul. Very exciting."

"The excitement is over, and if you want to find out, you'll find out early. You'd better go back to the Demon Origin Sea to recuperate." Lu Junzhuo poured cold water on him, "By the way, tidy up the Demon Realm. It's been barren for so long, it's not looking good."

Yan'an put away his laughter and bowed solemnly, "Yes, master."

After he fused that soul, his memory was reorganized. When he saw his master returning, besides excitement, there was also strong worship in his heart. He had reached the point of blindness, even if Lu Junzhuo made him lose his soul immediately.

"It's not good! Outside... there are a lot of evil gods coming outside..." The little demons floated in panic, and their figures were scared away.

"I actually found this place!" Yan'an gritted his teeth, feeling the strength trapped in his sea of ​​consciousness began to struggle wildly, wanting to escape, "Xiaoling is here."

Lu Junzhuo and Yun Feitan looked at each other, reached out to catch the little demon who was flying over, and comforted him, "You stay here, let's go and have a look."

Embracing him onto the high platform, he sent a stream of pure magic breath along the way.The little demon's figure solidified, and he hugged his arm tightly: "Mozu, you can beat them, right?"

"Don't be afraid, you are here, I will drive them away."

"Little bald man." Yan'an flicked him on the forehead, Shi Shiran turned and left, the little demon's eyes widened, is the lord ready?

"The Demon Ancestor cured the Lord, I believe in you." He let go of Lu Junzhuo's hand, obediently floated on the high platform, facing the gate.

Lu Jun rubbed his head, smiled at him, turned around and walked out of the formation side by side with Yun Feitan.

Going up the tunnel, there was a loud rumbling sound above his head, presumably Yan'an couldn't wait to do it first.

It was just slightly bright on the ground, and some mist had just risen in the east. The valley was hazy and misty, but the air was extraordinarily fresh.

Several figures on the high mountain in the distance are watching from the side, and two figures are fighting fiercely. From time to time, giant rocks and trees are blown away, breaking the tranquility of the deep mountains, and countless forest birds are frightened from time to time.

"It seems that in the past hundred years, Xiao Ling's skills have regressed." Yun Feitan stood facing the wind on another mountain, and after watching for a while, he saw Xiao Ling gradually losing the wind.

"Is it possible that the seven souls are not complete, and Taoism is compromised?"

If it was in the past, Yan'an would have to slip away first when he met him. In terms of speed, Xiaoling could not catch up with the master of the demon world who is known for his speed.