Lu Jingzhi sat cross-legged on the spot, waiting with great excitement...
Suddenly, a strange smell aroused his vigilance.
His hawk-like keen perception instantly caught the wisps of black air spreading from afar.
Lu Jingzhi did not dare to be negligent at all. He turned around and concentrated all his mental strength to detect the direction where the black air came from.
In an instant, his eyes penetrated the layers of fog and he suddenly found a mysterious man in a black robe rushing towards him.
"It seems that the enemy is coming." Lu Jingzhi murmured in a low voice.
His gaze unconsciously lifted up, looking at the egg in the air that was emitting a strong demonic aura.
A trace of tenderness and worry flashed in his eyes, and he said softly: "My wife, I will be back soon."
As soon as he finished speaking, he waved his arm, and a red tasseled spear flashing with cold light appeared in his hand.
Then, he chanted something and performed the four thunder techniques.
As he performed the spell, his aura grew steadily, and his cultivation instantly increased by one star.
Lu Jingzhi, holding a red tasseled spear, cut through the sky and rushed straight towards the man in black robe.
At the same time, the man in black robe also noticed Lu Jingzhi approaching rapidly.
However, when he detected Lu Jingzhi's cultivation level, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, revealing a disdainful sneer.
Then he actually stopped, stood proudly in mid-air, and waited quietly for Lu Jingzhi's arrival.
When Lu Jingzhi rushed over, the black-robed man said coldly: "You killed my brother, it's time to settle this account."
Hearing this, Lu Jingzhi looked at the aggressive black-robed man in front of him with a cold look and replied calmly, "Your brother?"
After hearing this, he looked carefully at the face of the man in black robe.
He finally understood. It turned out that this person was none other than Brother Yahun, who they had defeated and killed earlier!
"So what if I killed your brother?"
"Oh, you are so arrogant!"
"I just hope that you can become my soul wrath in a while." After saying that, the Seven Souls Old Man took out a black gourd.
And inject soul energy into it.
A black wind blew out of the gourd.
Seeing this, Lu Jingzhi quickly released his blood.
His white hair was flying and his brows were full of murderous intent.
He raised his right hand, and a terrifying white hurricane mixed with thunder and lightning washed over the black wind.
For a moment, there was a strong wind.
The hundred-meter-tall tree below was also broken with the sound.
Seeing how he managed to resist his own black wind, Old Qihun couldn't help but look up to him.
"Vampire."
Suddenly, Lu Jingzhi felt a chill behind him.
He discovered an evil ghost covered in red blood standing behind him.
The evil spirit stretched out its sharp claws and pierced his body.
Old Qihun smiled, but the next second he realized something was wrong.
Because Lu Jingzhi has no soul and does not have the warmth that blood should have.
In an instant, a red tiger spear, carrying the intent of a spear and a murderous aura, flew out from the dense forest below.
"Soul Shield."
A layer of black shield wrapped around the body of Bahun Lao.
The spear and soul shield expanded violently.
The surging energy waves were about to tear the heaven and earth apart.
At this time, Old Qihun grabbed Lu Jingzhi's red tassel spear and let out a strange laugh.
"Boy, I won't play with you anymore!"
He exerted force suddenly, and the red tassel spear was broken in his hand.
A sharp tiger roar came from the gun.
The weapon spirit also disappeared into thin air after the gun was broken.
Lu Jingzhi's face was extremely solemn. He didn't expect that he had some spare strength just now.
"All Souls Return to One"
As his voice fell.
The soul in the gourd began to merge with his body.
And his cultivation level soared to the eighth star of the Void Realm.
From time to time, shrill howls could be heard from his body, as if tens of thousands of souls were trapped in his body and became his nourishment.
Seeing this, Lu Jingzhi was not afraid at all. He suddenly stepped forward with his right foot, and the shadow of Shura appeared behind him.
And a colorful lotus suddenly appeared in his palm.
"I won't let you set foot on the ancestral altar!"
The Seven Souls Elder looked at Lu Jingzhi flying over and said, "Boy, you really don't know your own abilities."
"I, whose souls have returned to one, cannot be shaken by you."
After saying that, he stretched out his right palm and collided it with Lu Jingzhi's palm.
The entire continent of Ancestral Worship trembled.
The sky was divided into two colors: black and red.
Lu Jingzhi roared, and the power of his bloodline became even stronger.
The terrifying energy was injected into the palm of his hand.
boom!
Both of them were pushed back dozens of miles, leaving behind a mess after the battle.
Lu Jingzhi crashed into hundreds of large trees before he finally stopped.
He fell to one knee on the ground, his body stained with blood.
He opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood on the ground.
At this time, the wood elf flew out of the body, placed its little hands on Lu Jing's back, and delivered all its healing power.
Lu Jingzhi's internal and external injuries were improving at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"Brother, your soul has been traumatized. If you continue to fight, your soul will not be able to bear it."
Lu Jingzhi looked forward and felt the pain from his soul.
He gritted his teeth and stood up from the ground.
In the fight just now, in addition to strength, there was also the pervasive erosion of the soul.
This will cause considerable harm to your soul.
Lu Jingzhi shook his head, his eyes firm, "I have to go, otherwise my wife won't be alive."
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