The increasingly urgent situation shocked Mo Fan, who was standing at the door.

"Boy, what are you doing? Want to really kill my master?" Mo Fan shouted loudly and wanted to rush in.

But a formation lit up under his feet, completely restraining his body.

Lynch had expected that this would happen, so he put the formation in a defensive state and was wary of Mo Fan.

"Stop, stop quickly, bastard! I'm so kind to let me in!" Mo Fan struggled wildly.

"If you want your master to be fine, it's better not to do anything randomly." Lynch said coldly.

"But my master is going to die, no, she is already dead. When the soul completely leaves the body, even if you are a god, you can't save her!" Mo Fan roared.

"Then can you solve the problem like this?" Lynch said annoyedly: "If possible, you should use the Sanhua Illusion Eye to get rid of the sentient beast."

"If I can get rid of it, I will have to wait until now. The paranoid beast is simply a brainless mess with only smell."

"Wait, do you say that the beast of the body only has a sense of smell?" Lynch was suddenly stunned.

"Bastard, you don't even know the characteristics of the living beast. How can you get rid of it..." Mo Fan was furious and out of control.

"There's a way!"

Lynch seemed to have found the key.

His right eye moved, and his free and extremely conscious pupils circulated. Almost in a flash, a deceased formation formed.

This undead formation is full of rotten aura, and the undead wanders, as if it is purgatory on earth.

at the same time.

Lynch bit his finger and deliberately swayed at a corner of the formation, with blood spreading.

The beast in Mo Wuyan's palm, like a cat that smelled the fishy smell, immediately poked its head out again, but it did not leave immediately, but cunningly explored Mo Wuyan again.

But at this time, there was a rotten smell everywhere around Mo Wuyan, which was disgusting.

In fact, it was this undead formation that covered the last trace of vitality in Mo Wuyan's body.

Before Mo Wuyan's soul completely left the body, even if she had no vitality, she still had room for revolt.

Once the soul truly leaves the body, even the last bit of breathing energy dissipates, and if you want to return to the soul, it is equivalent to resurrection from the dead. For example, after Mo Wuyan has no cultivation, it is completely impossible to guide himself to return to the soul. In other words, once the soul of ordinary people without cultivation leaves the body, it means that they truly die.

But now, this undead formation just covered her last bit of anger.

The beast of the body was judged that Mo Wuyan had truly died, and after smelling the smell of blood, the beast of the body could not sit still.

It must find the next goal in order to constantly absorb everything in the goal.

Whoosh!

Almost in a blink of an eye.

The beast of the body completely escaped from Mo Wuyan's palm.

It pulled out a slender and dark body like a leech.

The head of the beast was completely a mouth, and he only knew how to eat and swallow it without any brains. At this moment, it opened its mouth and bit Lynch's finger hard.

The smell of blood seemed to be the most delicious thing in the world.

only.

It was also at the same time.

Lynch sneered, his hands seemed like a sickle of death.

Swish!

A sharp knife.

The beast of the body instantly turned into two sections, landed on the ground, rolling.

"So it's really weak." Lynch said disdainfully.

However.

Surprisingly, the two parasites that fell on the ground were still squirming. In less than a moment, the other parasites actually grew a mouth full of sharp teeth!

It completely turned into two living beasts!

Divide into two!

The magical vitality made Lynch shocked.

"Lynch, burn it with fire! Even if the hostile beast is divided into countless segments, it will continue to survive. After it continues to grow, it will reproduce more by relying on this way of splitting!" Feng Long's voice rang in his mind.

Lynch also dared not delay at all.

At this moment, the paranoid beasts divided into two sections had already smelled the danger and fled towards the corner.

He immediately thought about it, and the Qiankun Cauldron was in his hand.

As he silently recited the mantra, the fire slurry in the center of the earth poured out and fell on the beast of the body.

Silent...

A sound like barbecue sounded.

There is still a part of the earth-center fire slurry left in the Qiankun Cauldron, which was left by Lynch and used for refining weapons.

However, in just one drop, its temperature can still reach tens of thousands of degrees. After the perverted beast was covered with the fire slurry in the center of the earth, it was like a moth struggling in the fire, burning it all in an instant.

Seeing that the beast that was left without leaving any, Lynch felt relieved.

But at the same time, he was not idle and immediately used a spirit bundle formation and landed on Mo Wuyan.

The soul that was almost about to leave the body was locked in an instant.

After he lifted other formations, Lynch drew a soul-returning spell talisman in the void, and after it hit her forehead.

The three souls and seven spirits immediately return to their bodies.

Then, Lynch's hand shook, and the extremely cold white iron needle appeared and pierced into important acupuncture points on her body.

At this point, Lynch was relieved.

"Fortunately, it's too late!" Lynch couldn't help but sweat.

He did not expect such an accident to occur in this process.

If you don’t respond in time or delay a breath, the consequences will be unimaginable.

"Boy, how is my master now?" Mo Fan looked at it for a long time and couldn't help asking anxiously.

The beast of hers had been removed, and her master's soul seemed to have returned to her body, but why hadn't she woke up yet?

"Old Mo's body is too weak, it takes some time to stabilize his soul!" Lynch said.

"How long will it take?" Mo Fan said.

"This is not clear, it depends on her personal situation." Lynch said.

"Okay, I'm just waiting!"

Just one quarter of an hour, half an hour, an hour...

Mo Wuyan still didn’t wake up!

"Boy, it's been so long, why haven't my master woken up?" Mo Fan felt that Mo Wuyan had some vitality, but it seemed that what was different from a vegetable? Even if his body was still alive, his consciousness had dissipated. What was the difference between him and he died?

"I said I'm waiting!" Lynch said: "If you don't have the patience, you can take Mr. Mo home first and have a good rest."

"I think you just want to cover up the facts. My master can't wake up at all. Lynch, tell you, don't think that you can despise everything if you are strong. If I try my best, you will lose a piece of meat!" Mo Fan shouted.

"You can try it, I don't mind, let you lose a piece of meat now." Lynch is not a saint, the clay man has a three-point firearm, and this Mo Fan is simply challenging his bottom line.

"Okay, okay, since that's the case..." Mo Fan seemed to be like a demon, his face full of crazy.

But at this moment...

"Ahem!"

Mo Wuyan let out a slight cough, and then she opened her eyes slightly and glanced around in confusion.

"I, am I dead?" Mo Wuyan's mind was a little confused, and he vaguely remembered that the moment when the vitality disappeared and the death came.
Chapter completed!