But they really couldn't imagine that Lu Hen Ge would be related to Meng Po.
"Respect the Master's orders!"
Mo Liqing's eyes were firm.
Regardless of whether they can bring Lu Hen Ge back to Taoism, they must try. To put it another way, even if they are all killed by Lu Hen Ge, they will only lose a phantom and will, and the real body will not be affected too much.
The three attacked together.
Lu Hen Ge's injuries, which had just recovered a little, became worse under the attack. His whole body fell from the sky like a falling meteor and crashed into the ground.
"Soul extraction!"
"Three of us together!"
A big hole was smashed in Lu Hen Ge's body, and the surging blood and energy in his body made Lu Hen Ge unable to move temporarily.
Seeing this.
The three generals of the Mo family held magic weapons in their hands. The sound of the Qingyun Sword and the increasingly rapid sound of the pipa continuously attacked Lu Hen Ge's soul. The Hunyuan Umbrella covered Lu Hen Ge's head, and the terrifying suction force tried to extract Lu Hen Ge's soul.
A moment.
Lu Hen Ge let out a miserable cry of pain.
The phantom of Lu Hen Ge's soul appeared above his head again. Even though Lu Hen Ge had drunk Meng Po soup, with the combined efforts of the three of them, Lu Hen Ge's soul was still being pulled out of his body bit by bit.
I have to say.
With three powerful warriors at the half-step Immortal Emperor level taking action, it was indeed too difficult for Lu Hen Ge to compete with them alone.
Even though Lu Hen Ge was best at using the sword art that was good at fighting against opponents of higher levels, the enemies he faced were not ordinary enemies, but Taoist disciples.
Right at this moment.
A voice full of compassion resounded throughout heaven and earth.
"Amitabha."
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