The ancient Tongtian Sect was a powerful sect that had been passed down for a long time.

Among the many ancient sects, the Tongtian Sect has always been prosperous and ranks at the peak.

The leader of Tongtian is even ranked in the Immortal Class in the Heavenly Court and became a figure like the Daluo Golden Immortal.

Lu Yu once learned about the many forces in the Heavenly Court in the illusion, and naturally he also knew some of the methods of the ancient Tongtian Sect. Now that he saw the martial arts in his hand, Lu Yu immediately thought of the ancient Tongtian Sect.

An ordinary monk who obtains such skills will only be impatient to practice and will not think of deeper things at all.

But Lu Yu is well-versed in ancient times and is also very clear about the things in ancient times. Naturally, he can peel off the threads from this technique and find its source.

Lu Yu finished reading the entire technique, closed his eyes and pondered for a moment, and suddenly shouted, "Chang!"

puff!

A light sound suddenly came from his presence.

Immediately afterwards, a dark flame sank in front of Lu Yu. The scorching high temperature spread out, causing the surrounding air to fluctuate violently.

To condense this flame, you need to at least practice this technique to the point of perfection.

Even Wang Muzhi had been able to practice for a long time at the beginning.

But Lu Yu doesn't need it.

His soul power is very powerful in itself and does not require long-term practice. Just one look at it, it will evolve on its own in mind and eventually succeed in practicing.

"There are some advantages, but the person who made this technique is also sinister. He hid the powerful parts of the ancient technique, but there were some evil ways mixed in it. Wang Muzhi practiced such technique all year round.

I'm afraid I'm already showing signs of being infatuated."

Lu Yu completely read this technique, and the flames in his hand burned, and then burned it out.

Immediately afterwards, Lu Yu suddenly opened his hand.

In his palm, a little man the size of a palm appeared. If you look closely, this little man was Wang Muzhi.

At this moment, Wang Muzhi's soul was completely tied up by a golden iron chain, so he had to kneel on the ground, roaring continuously, unable to move.

This is a remnant soul.

The moment Lu Yu crushed Wang Muzhi's body from the air, he quietly transferred Wang Muzhi's soul to his hands.

Wang Muzhi cannot die, at least he cannot be killed so simply.

Wang Muzhi's soul seems to have shrunk by more than twice.

He has now become extremely weak, as if he has lost all his spirit and strength, and has no hope of having a simultaneous life.

"Cough cough cough! Lu Yu, the king is successful and the enemy is defeated. If you want to kill, kill me, why keep me until now?" Wang Muzhi stared at Lu Yu fiercely.

His eyes were full of hatred.

In a blink of an eye, everything he managed in Xiliang City turned into a bubble, how could he not anger him?

Lu Yu looked at him, but said indifferently: "Wang Muzhi, you don't have to pretend to be so righteous. Do you really think that if you die, I can't find out who is behind you?"

Hearing Lu Yu's words, Wang Muzhi suddenly looked up.

"I don't understand what you are saying! If you want to know something from my mouth, it's a delusion!" Wang Muzhi gritted his teeth.

"Diet to the forefront, you still quibble with me! Wang Muzhi, if it weren't for your military achievements in the past, how could I let you do it!"

Lu Yu stared at Wang Muzhi: "You are not a hero, you can only be regarded as a puppet at most. Behind you, I'm afraid there are the forces in the Left Army Mansion, right?"
Chapter completed!