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Chapter 1504 Mu Yingluo dies

"Sister's disappearance really has something to do with your Holy Spirit Cult..."

"Don't worry, the leader of the Holy Spirit Sect will naturally go, but not with you."

Lin Wuyou spoke indifferently, not hiding the cold murderous intent in his eyes.

"Not with me? What do you mean, Sect Master Lin... you... what are you going to do?"

Ning Yuanqi was stunned when he heard the words. Feeling the murderous intent emanating from Lin Wuyou's eyes, his breathing stagnated. Then he thought of something and his face changed in shock.

Before he could finish his words, he saw a cold and sharp sword light falling from the sky and crashing to the ground.

"boom!"

With a muffled sound, the sword light passed through Ning Yuanqi's abdomen impartially.

In the small universe of Ning Yuan Qi's Dantian, the nearly demonic Nascent Soul's eyes widened at this moment.

However, before his Nascent Soul could take any action, he was split into two by the sword light and died on the spot.

His widened eyes were filled with unwillingness and shock.

He tilted his head and looked at Lin Wuyou with wide eyes.

I can't believe that the other party took action so suddenly. I can't even believe that after years of hard training, I was able to seal my vitality and survive to this day with the help of the seal of the Tianyan Secret Realm.

But at this moment, he lost his life!

But no matter how unwilling I am, the situation of being cut off from life cannot be changed.

At the moment of death, bursts of powerful demonic energy turned into pure demonic energy, and the spiritual source flew up from Ning Yuanqi's body, dissipating in all directions, as if returning to the world.

The demonic energy was faintly mixed with traces of residual soul power, flying towards the Holy Spirit Sect.

"Hmph! You are still restless after death. Do you think you will have a chance to survive in front of this sect leader?"

Lin Wuyou snorted coldly, and the breath around his body suddenly trembled.

In an instant, spiritual sources and demonic energy from all directions quickly converged on his body as if summoned.

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In the blink of an eye, Lin Wuyou was taken into the body and disappeared without a trace.

"Lin Wuyou, if you dare to cut off my life, the Holy Spirit Cult will never let you go!!!"

The remaining soul power in the air was not spared, and was reduced to nothing by Lin Wuyou's luck.

The remnant soul dissipated, and Ning Yuanqi's sharp voice echoed in the air.

"Won't the Holy Spirit Sect let go of this sect leader? Now... this sect leader won't let you let go of the Holy Spirit Sect!!!"

Lin Wuyou had a cold face and murmured in a low voice, with no trace of fear on his face.

No matter whether my sister is in the Holy Spirit Cult or not, if she really wants to follow him to the Holy Spirit Cult as the other party said, she will definitely be led by the other party.

Even if he was worried about his sister's safety, after so many years, something would have happened long ago. With his wisdom, how could he give up the initiative to others!

As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Wuyou raised his hand, and a ball of dark red flames fell on Ning Yuanqi's remains, burning the latter's body.

After doing this, he frowned and looked at Su Twelve's second Nascent Soul, which was already extremely weak on the ground.

"Fellow Daoist Su, what happened? Why did you end up like this and why were you chased by Ning Yuanqi?!"

As he spoke, Lin Wuyou's demonic aura suddenly converged, and then his Tao Qi emitted, returning to the appearance of a monk with immortal wind and Taoist bones.

"Alas! This matter is a long story. I would like to ask Fellow Daoist Lin to take the trouble to help stabilize my companion's injury first!"

Su Twelve Nascent Soul was extremely weak. Hearing this, he shook his head and sighed softly. As he spoke, he quickly turned his gaze to Mu Yingluo, who was unconscious on the ground.

The Holy Spirit Cult and his party have the same goal, and they can be regarded as friends in adversity. At the core of the ancient evil formation, Mu Yingluo even risked

He almost saved his life.

Due to both emotion and reason, he could not just sit idly by and watch as Mu Yingluo's life was in danger.

"Is she seriously injured? If Lin is right, the Nascent Soul in her Dantian is seriously injured and has completely shattered and dissipated. I'm afraid... she has already died."

"Unless Lin doesn't save him, there is really nothing he can do!"

His eyes quickly glanced at Mu Yingluo, and Lin Wuyou simply shook his head.

As he spoke, before his body fell, a burst of true energy emitted from his palm and went straight to Su Twelve's second Nascent Soul.

The real energy was submerged, and Su Twelve's extremely weak second Yuan Ying suddenly gave birth to silk Ying Yuan, quickly regaining its vitality.

"After death, there is nothing you can do about it? This..."

Su Twelve Nascent Soul trembled slightly and stared at Mu Yingluo's body. After a moment of silence, he sighed heavily.

"Alas! Miss Mu is dedicated to the common people of the world, and she does not hesitate to take risks in order to find a way to break the dark evil formation. But she does not expect that before the evil formation is broken, she will die first."

"After all, we just got to know each other. How could Su let you die in a foreign country?"

"I will first use the freezing technique to freeze your body. If there is an opportunity in the future, I will send your body back to the East China Sea Islands and let your soul return to your hometown."

He murmured softly in his mouth, feeling the bursts of infant essence that were gradually recovering with the help of Lin Wuyou, and immediately made a secret with his small hands, activated the ice spell, and froze Mu Yingluo's body on the ground.

As a long ice coffin appeared, Su Twelve waved his little hand again, and Peiran's true energy picked up the ice coffin and flew towards the storage ring hanging on the neck of the Nascent Soul villain.

The storage ring emitted bursts of spatial fluctuations, and it easily contained Mu Yingluo's body.

Storage treasures can often only be used to store dead objects. This also means that Mu Yingluo is indeed dead.

br However, neither Su Twelve’s second Nascent Soul nor Lin Wuyou noticed it.

At the moment when the ice coffin was put away, in the space fluctuation of that moment, there was a trace of invisible spiritual consciousness, which was thrown into the sandalwood beads in front of Su Twelve Nascent Soul.

Putting away Mu Yingluo's body, Su Twelve Nascent Soul looked at Lin Wuyou, quickly raised his hands and clasped his fists, saying: "Fellow Daoist Lin, you... saved Su's life again. For this kindness, Su is deeply grateful!"

"You're welcome, Fellow Daoist Su. The reason why Lin took action was not just for you, Su Twelve." Lin Wuyou looked indifferent, once again exuding an aloof and outstanding aura.

Su Twelve smiled calmly and said: "No matter what the starting point of Fellow Daoist Lin is, the life-saving grace is indeed a fact. If you need it in the future, Fellow Daoist Lin must never be polite."

Lin Wuyou might not care, but since he was saved by the other party, he couldn't really take it seriously.

After saying that, Su Twelve changed the topic and continued to ask.

"By the way, when we were parting ways that year, Fellow Daoist Lin was suddenly struck by a thunderbolt. After all these years, I don't know what the situation has been like. Is there any way to solve it?"

"Hmm..." Lin Wuyou frowned slightly, but when the words came to his lips, he swallowed them.

Then he frowned slightly, waved his hands with a relaxed expression and said, "I'm sorry that fellow Taoist Su is worried, but Lin has already managed to resolve this matter."

"In your case, it seems that you have already visited the Holy Spirit Church. Why don't you talk to Lin?"

The origin of the Lord of the Demonic Shadow Palace is mysterious, and his background is not trivial.

Moreover, as a monk in the out-of-body stage, the opponent's backhand Xuan Lei Bead is extremely powerful, and it is definitely not something that a Nascent Soul monk can try to resolve.

With Su Twelve's Nascent Soul looking like this, we can tell that it is most likely related to cracking the dark evil formation. The burden on him is not small, and he has no intention, and it is impossible, to tell Su Twelve about the matter and make Su Twelve worry.

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