...

Watcher's nest.

In the stone house.

Lu Qingfeng looked at the night elves bound by the demon-subduing golden ring in front of him and couldn't help but smile, "It seems that Duke Doyle is very confident in you and this bottle of potion. He actually sent his fellow tribe to deal with me. He is a firm believer that you will not miss."

"The Duke has no malice, he just wants to invite the Lord to gather."

Difu frowned in his heart and struggled secretly.

But this Golden Ring Magic Gun is really powerful, so it is tightly bound and cannot be broken free at all.

A momentary despair.

He never thought-

He came with confidence and was captured after a meeting.

With the strength of his Viscount Lord, he was actually discovered by the new lord in front of him before releasing the potion. The five-colored light flashed and was smashed. Before he could react, a golden light snatched his head.

I can never break free.

Such methods are very strange. Even if Duke Doyle is in person, he will suffer a great loss if he doesn't investigate.

Difu looked at the Baron Guangyuan and was shocked.

"Don't struggle."

"Your fighting spirit inside your body has been sealed by me with a secret technique. If you are bound by a golden ring to subdue demons, how can you break free?"

Lu Qingfeng looked at the night elf with a smile on his face.

If it is divided simply by the energy level, it is equivalent to a cultivator in the real alchemy realm.

But in terms of physical body, it is not as good as the real person who is casting a true body.

Only the fighting spirit is strong and lacks change.

Only the "hidden" in talent is worthy of praise.

Hiding in the dark night, hiding all the fluctuations of the energy, which is difficult to detect. When the secret attack is launched, it is difficult to perceive it in silence. Even if it is at the same lord level, it is difficult to perceive it first.

He is a natural assassin.

That is Lu Qingfeng.

The Daluo Cave Temple broke through all the illusions, and Difu used the "hidden" swagger to appear in the stone house. He was discovered by Lu Qingfeng at the first time. A five-colored divine light broke his talent, and his fighting spirit was blocked.

I'm afraid even Difu himself didn't expect to be subdued so easily.

"The Duke has no malice. Please forgive Defo's offense." Defo surrendered.

He didn't want to die here because of Duke Doyle's invitation of "goodwill".

"You have no choice but to decide whether you have malice."

Lu Qingfeng walked forward, his face remained motionless, and said lightly, "Let me see what Duke Doyle has ordered."

"what are you up to?!"

Seeing this, Difu felt a sense of inadequacy in his heart.

"The Five Ghosts Soul-Seeing Technique!"

Lu Qingfeng's eyes flashed, and five yin winds appeared from all directions of the world, and all rushed into Difu's body.

"ah!"

The five ghosts possess the body and the yin energy is cold.

Difu was cold all over and couldn't help but scream. His soul seemed to be being torn. Difu let out a loud roar after another, and the pain was endless.

Lu Qingfeng turned a deaf ear.

The scenes flashed before my eyes—

...

In the secret room.

Duke Doyle took out the 'Dark Night and Silent Water' and told Defomo to hurt him.

...

Somewhere in the floating city.

Difu and a gray elf turned around and showed a look of joy on their faces.

The voice of the gray elf echoed in Difu's ears—

"Kill that man, take away the magic weapon, leaving some traces of attack."

"Doyle is radical, Loriel is stubborn. Tsk tsk, I really look forward to the two dukes turning against each other."

...

The crying stopped and the roar stopped.

Lu Qingfeng waved his sleeves and the five ghosts hid. Difu was soaked in sweat, his face was pale and his eyes were dissipated, and he was obviously tortured very much.

"An old slander."

"An old conspiracy."

Lu Qingfeng found it a little boring.

He suddenly raised his palm and landed on his chest, spewing out three bowls of blood from his heart and fell into the air.

"this--"

Difoben looked listless, and was shocked when he saw this scene.

But Lu Qingfeng pointed to the sword together. The sword was facing the void, traction of blood, and muttered something in his mouth.

When the blood in the center of the air turns into evil threads, twisting like an earthworm, forming various mysterious characters. The blood in the heart is insufficient and the successor is weak, and the characters are gradually dissipating.

Lu Qingfeng looked at Difu on the side.

"No!"

"don't want!"

The expressionless face fell into Difu's eyes, but it was like a devil on the seventy-second floor of the abyss.

even.

It is far more cunning than the untouchable devil.

Lu Qingfeng ignored it.

With the hand-pinning seal, Difu's golden ring transformed into golden light and fell into his hand. With a volume of true essence, Difu, who had no resistance, was thrown into control.

The next moment.

Bang!

Difu was still frightened on his face, and his whole body exploded, and his flesh and blood and soul turned into sacrifices of the "Demon Evil Silk Curse".

Lu Qingfeng's eyes flashed.

Visualize the gray elf who was turning to the rain with him in Difu's memory. The strange characters in the air twisted like dragons and snakes, and turned into blood in the air and disappeared into the void.

"call."

After doing all this, Lu Qingfeng's face was also a little pale.

Sit down cross-legged and rest and recuperate.
Chapter completed!