C872 (1/2)

Lu Yu's voice is like a life-threatening bell. The old ancestor of Ning Hun can't help but shiver.

He turned his head and looked, but at a glance, Lu Yu came after him with frost on his face.

”Ghost flag!” Ninghun Laozu gritted his teeth and took out a black banner.

There is a faint black air around the soul leading banner, and from time to time, the sound of the soul screams from inside, which is very harsh.

”You forced me

Ninghun Laozu looks ferocious. He suddenly bites the tip of his tongue and spits out a mouthful of blood from his mouth and sprinkles it on the soul guiding banner.

All of a sudden, the soul streamer became blood red, and strange incantations appeared on the flag. Ordinary people would feel dizzy when they looked at it.

”Die!” Ning Hun Laozu pointed to Lu Yu with both hands, and immediately led the soul flag to dive directly towards the landing feather.

The soul streamer flies to Lu Yu's front, and suddenly a terrible attraction erupts. He wants to suck Lu Yu's spirits into the banner.

”Just evil cultivation magic weapon.” A cold light flashed in Lu Yu's eyes.

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

This kind of magic weapon needs a lot of life and soul as support for each practice, and the refining process is extremely bloody.

The soul that has been swallowed into the soul leading banner can not enter the samsara again, and will be tortured forever.

”Broken!” Lu Yu's fist fell on the flag.

Lu Yu's powerful magic power instantly infused into this magic weapon, and soon exceeded the endurance of soul leading banner.

Boom!

Accompanied by a loud noise, the whole soul streamer turned into countless pieces and exploded around.

The ghosts trapped by magic weapons also took the opportunity to flee.