From the Waste of Spiritual Roots to the Practice of Asking the Devil

Chapter 167: A River of Blood (Alliance Leader's Extra Update)

The elder looked back in horror.

I saw a full moon hanging high in the sky, bamboo shoots drooping low, and a tall figure standing on it, holding a flute, his face illuminated by the moonlight was dark.

"It's you!"

The next moment.

Three red fireballs, with narrow tails, swirled towards him, the moon in the sky became bigger, and the sound of gurgling water sounded all around.

Wang Yu smiled, and on his backlit face, only his eyes lit up dimly, revealing a bright pattern of a waning moon.

"It seems that you still don't accept it, then experience it again, the heart-piercing pain."

In the blink of an eye, the spell penetrated Wang Yu's figure and disappeared.

The elder of the Bai family was shocked to realize that the scene around him had changed since when.

He was standing on a quiet water surface with no visible edge, and the moon behind him seemed to be within reach.

He murmured in panic.

"Illusion?... When."

Subconsciously looking at the reflection on the water, it was not himself, but the scene of countless tragic deaths of the Bai family.

He saw the second and third elders open the treasure house and kill each other.

He saw two Mesozoic Eras activate the formation and kill the controlled clansmen.

He saw himself, with scarlet eyes and bleeding mouth corners. Behind the demon were countless skeletons that had been eaten up. This was the future he feared the most.

"No!"

"This is impossible, this is all an illusion!"

"...Illusion, damn it!!"

Hit by Taiyin Youtong's [Moon Illusion], these scenes of fear will be replayed over and over again until the emotion reaches the threshold.

These fearful moon shadows will crawl out of the reflection and give the other party a painful blow.

Wang Yu lurked in the dark and took some effort to create this atmosphere, just to trap the elder of the Bai family.

The opponent's ninth-level foundation building cultivation is very troublesome for him. He will definitely not be able to beat him in a head-on fight, but after creating some fear and uneasiness.

With his consciousness comparable to that of the late stage of foundation building, it is still possible to trap it with the "Illusion of the Moon". As long as you don't attack rashly to break this magic barrier, it can be delayed for a long time.

At this time.

Wang Yu felt the opening of the Bai family's formation, and couldn't help but reveal a deeper smile. Before coming in, he had learned about it from the information of the City Lord's Mansion.

Although the formation of the Bai family's mansion is a second-level upper-grade formation, it is mainly defensive. It can not only resist the attack of foreign enemies, but also serve as a temporary trap formation. This is the effect he wants.

Finally, he glanced at the Bai family's elder who was talking nonsense in the white land in the front yard.

Wang Yu casually threw out a few formation flags, the blood mist hidden spirit formation, and protected it intact, avoiding being affected by the outside world and making it escape from the illusion.

The figure flashed and disappeared again.

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Bai family ancestral hall, merit monument.

The second elder was pressing on it with one hand, activating the hidden core of the [Mountain and Marsh Turtle Shell Formation]. While operating, he said to the third elder with red eyes.

"Bai Zhuzhu, I don't have time to be sad for your granddaughter. You should focus on the overall situation."

"The overall situation?"

Bai Zhuzhu glared at him hatefully and said after the fact.

"I knew... I knew I should listen to the ancestor.

"He led the Bai family from third-rate to first-rate, and finally became one of the three Guiling families. He has more vision and decisiveness than us.

"I shouldn't have listened to that bastard Bai Yang, otherwise how could my granddaughter die, or... die in Xuan'er's hands... With this kind of death, how can I face my son!"

The second elder was speechless for a moment, but soon he said sternly.

"No matter what you say, it's too late. The tragedy has already happened. Do you want everyone in the Bai family to face the same pain as you in the future? Do you still have a family in your heart!"

Bai Zhuzhu was stunned and finally woke up from the grief.

Put your hand on the core of the formation and do your best to activate the formation!

After a few breaths,

The visible spiritual light formed a yellowish-brown tortoise-shell array pattern, which expanded rapidly and enveloped the entire Bai family.

At this time, the second elder continued to cast a spell to activate the mechanism and hid the merit tablet, which was the hub of the array, underground, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Let's go and help Decai and Yihe."

"Woo~"

"Woo~"

"Hmm?"

The flute sound that sounded like a ghost crying was close at hand, and the two finally realized: "There is something wrong with the flute sound, close the ears!"

But... it's a pity.

The flute sound was not for the two of them to hear, and closing the ears was useless for the soul sound dual Taoist magic of the heart control magic sound.

In the darkness, the rustling sound continued to expand.

Soon.

Hundreds of red-eyed Bai family members rushed out of the darkness, without using spiritual power or magic tools, but simply using physical strength to launch a suicide attack on the two elders.

"Why is this happening!"

The two elders did not dare to use heavy hands for a moment, and could only use their clever strength to throw away the people who rushed over one by one. With spiritual power protecting their bodies, a little beating was not a big deal.

The Bai family member who was controlled by the inner demon sound just shook his head and continued to rush forward like a zombie, like a tireless puppet.

So.

A master of the seventh and sixth levels of foundation building was dragged to the spot and could not move forward at all.

Wang Yu, who was observing secretly, nodded with satisfaction.

He ran quickly towards the third target, which was the two third-level foundation building cultivators called Decai and Yihe.

Tonight, let the Bai family feel the pain!

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Bai Decai and Bai Yihe passed through the rooms, but could only see the blood flowing freely and the mutilated bodies. The suppressed anger finally broke out.

"Yihe, this is not a solution. Use my Bai family secret method to directly confirm the location of everyone."

"Okay, use blood to track!"

The two stopped on a bridge in a pond, took the initiative to cut open their palms, and confirmed the existence of the Bai family blood within a certain range with blood as the source.

After a few breaths, they opened their eyes together.

"Are they all in the ancestral hall?!"

"Isn't that the direction where the second and third elders went?"

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"Go and have a look."

"Dong--"

Suddenly, a flute sound different from the previous one sounded. After only listening to the beginning, there was a whirring sound of wings waving, falling from the sky.

"Ga gaga~"

"Ga gaga~"

One by one, blood-eyed crows the size of a human head descended.

Soul Sound Dual Dao Magic·Ghost Crow Devouring Soul Sound! Second-level top grade!

Although this method has only reached a small success, it is easy for Wang Yu to deal with two third-level foundation-building cultivators. The Bai family cultivators seem to have a deep foundation, but that is compared with the casual cultivators.

Compared with him who came from the Nilingxue Sect, they are nothing. The two of them are only slightly stronger than the leader of the Qinglong Gang.

The sky is full of ghost crows sweeping in, gathering into two tornadoes. The two of them use their own methods and use magic tools to bless them, trying to kill these ghost crows with magic.

Unfortunately.

The ghost crows are like phantoms, and they don’t eat their attacks at all. Instead, every time they shuttle through their bodies, they will take away part of their spiritual consciousness.

If the number of times is too many, it will cause the soul to be weak, lack of energy and feel sleepy, and even the limbs will be weak like a paralyzed person, and it is difficult to accurately control the body.

This is the mystery of the ghost crow's soul-eating sound.

Sound represents illusion, and soul represents eating. The two are clearly distinguished but integrated. Those ghost crows are just phantoms, and the real attack is the inaudible soul-eating sound waves.

It's like boiling a frog in warm water. When they find something wrong, the Soul Devouring Ghost Crow will turn into a real entity and give them a fatal blow!

"Something is wrong. These crows can't be killed. Could it be an illusion?"

Decai panted heavily, feeling dizzy, with a sharp pain in his eyebrows and a feeling of nausea. He knew.

This is a sign of exhaustion of spiritual power.

"Yihe, Yihe, call out your Explosive Sound Dog to wake up."

Bai Yihe heard this and patted the spirit beast bag.

Immediately, a fat dog with a head almost half the size of its body appeared, with many yellow holes on its purple fur.

This is the "Explosive Sound Dog"!

A guy who was complained and disliked by many people in the Bai family, he seemed to be very timid. He had the strength of the early second stage, but he encountered a situation where ghost crows were everywhere after he came out.

Frightened and shrank behind his master, Yihe kicked him and scolded:

"Bark, aren't you usually very good at barking?!!"

Feeling wronged, the purple fat dog roared loudly at the ghost crow.

"Woof!"

"Woof woof woof!"

Don't mention it, it really has a miraculous effect. The ghost crow, which was only at the minor success level, was disturbed by the chaotic sound waves.

Especially the ghost crows composed of phantom sound, many of them were directly destroyed.

Wang Yu shook his head when he saw this. The magic of the minor success level was still a little bit lacking. Not to mention the long casting time, the structure was not stable enough.

But this explosive sound dog was really a strange beast.

He had never seen a monster that had made achievements in the sound wave, and it was even more difficult to trace its ancestors. Since he couldn't kill it with one move, he could only do it himself.

"Soul-breaking Finger!"

This secret method of spiritual consciousness was relatively low in power, only the lower grade of the second level, but for Decai and Yihe now, it was the last straw that broke the camel's back.

The attack of spiritual consciousness is both secretive and swift, and conventional defense methods are completely ineffective. There is no suitable corresponding means, and the best way is to avoid it.

But Wang Yu sneaked in the dark, and no matter how vigilant they were, they would eventually be negligent.

"Ah!"

As the owner of the explosive sound dog, Yihe was Wang Yu's first target. The Soul-Breaking Finger almost knocked him out, and he had no time to react.

Wang Yu held the Ghost Crying Flute, and the Frost Moon Wings flashed behind him.

The figure instantly appeared between the two people, and kicked Decai away with a flying kick. The Ghost Crying Flute cut from top to bottom with a killing sound.

——The Heart-Slaying Blade!

"Puff."

There was almost no room for resistance. Yihe was stunned in place, and a blood line appeared in the middle of his body. The next second, it was completely split in half, and blood and internal organs flowed all over the ground.

As a servant, the spirit beast wailed and rolled on the ground. The master died, and it, the subdued spirit dog, would also suffer.

In a few breaths, it was dying.

At the other end.

In the broken building, Decai spits blood and gets up in a panic. He immediately finds the death of his tribesmen and flies into the air in shock, but is slapped down by a huge gray-black hand.

He becomes a meat paste.

He reaches out to summon two storage bags, and puts the dying Explosive Dog into the spirit beast bag. Wang Yu disappears again.

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