The Magician of Cultivation

"That black skeleton..."

The demon's flesh and blood has completely disappeared, but the curved horns on its head and the wings on its back are still there.

The area where its eyes should be was pitch black, and they were not like the red lanterns in Nan Yanwu's memory.

"Is it true that, as Xiang'er said, its soul has been completely obliterated?"

Li Yu was somewhat skeptical about what the woman said.

After all, the souls of Nan Yanwu and the others had been nourished and recovered by the 'Soul Pregnancy' formation over the long years.

And being at the core of the magic circle, will the demon's soul weaken and dissipate in the long river of time?

"Liu Hanfeng!"

The voice of Zhao Mengyao behind him suddenly became extremely eerie and terrifying.

These three words squeezed out from between his teeth revealed endless deep hatred, which made Li Yu shudder.

He immediately turned to look at the latter, his face full of shock.

Zhao Mengyao's right hand suddenly turned into a ghostly claw.

The ghost claws were shrouded in black mist, and their long nails were completely embedded in Liu Hanfeng's abdomen.

A streak of bright red blood with a hint of gold slowly flowed from the nails to the ground.

Zhao Mengyao's originally pretty and pale face became distorted.

Her pale and strange eyes stared at Liu Hanfeng.

What was revealed in his voice was no longer regret and sadness, but endless hatred and malice.

"Hahaha..." Zhao Mengyao laughed crazily.

"For the sake of your righteousness and your brotherhood, you actually cruelly abandoned me and Ping'er."

Li Yu frowned, "What's going on? She's not in a good mood. According to Nan Yanwu's memory, wasn't she the one who asked Liu Hanfeng to come over?"

Zhao Mengyao suddenly gave a weird neurotic smile, "Don't you want to kill it? Don't you want to suppress it? I'm going to let it go."

As he spoke, the ghost claw withdrew from Liu Hanfeng's lower abdomen.

As the ghost claw left, Liu Hanfeng's lower abdomen quickly stopped bleeding, formed scars, and recovered.

Before Li Yu could recover, his pupils shrank.

The ghost claw shrouded in black mist actually grasped the hilt of the long sword.

"Not good," Li Yu was shocked and immediately went up the stairs to stop it.

But it's too late.

The ghost claw holding the sword suddenly tightened, and then quickly pulled back.

boom!

A dark bolt of lightning streaked across the hall and exploded above the altar.

The night-shining pearl embedded in the ceiling of the temple looks like the sun obscured by dark clouds, its brightness flickering.

The light in the hall dimmed rapidly, and soon the entire hall was pitch black.

Li Yu's spiritual consciousness immediately discovered that an inverted tornado appeared above the throne.

The rich life energy and soul fluctuations formed a storm, which continued to spread in all directions with the skeleton's body on the throne as the center.

In the gullies surrounding the altar, a bright green light appeared.

The green light gradually grew stronger and soon replaced the night pearl, illuminating the entire hall in an eerie green color.

"Well!"

A low, hoarse, whisper-like moan of comfort was heard.

As the voice rang out, two scarlet ghost lights began to flicker in the originally pitch-black eye sockets of the black skull's eyes.

The energy of the 'Soul Pregnancy' formation poured into the skeleton's body frantically, and soon it began to show obvious soul fluctuations.

And where the long sword was originally inserted in its chest, a bright red heart strangely appeared as the long sword was pulled out.

bang bang

The heart was beating violently, and every beat emitted huge energy fluctuations, causing ripples in the void.

"He wants to be resurrected?"

Li Yu's face was solemn. Realizing that something was wrong, he was about to take out the kamikaze bomb from his storage ring.

“Hehehe, little guy. You just realized it now? But it’s too late, hahahaha…”

An uncontrollable ecstasy emanated from the black skeleton.

Before Li Yu could answer, another shrill female scream came from beside him.

"N-No..., what did you do to me?"

The eerie ghost claws dissipated, and Zhao Mengyao, who had regained consciousness, roared loudly.

"What did you do? I didn't do anything." The black skeleton laughed sarcastically. "You released me with your own hands. Have you forgotten?"

"No...no...I'm sorry, Brother Feng, I'm sorry."

Zhao Mengyao shook her head in disbelief. She looked at Liu Hanfeng in pain, and her mind quickly recalled the previous scene.

"It's you... it's you who's controlling me?"

Zhao Mengyao looked at the skeleton on the throne again and shouted miserably.

"So what? I am just a small reptile that has just entered the fifth level. It is your honor to be controlled by the great abyss demon Bruce."

Flesh and blood were already growing on the black skeleton's face, and its visage was revealed.

The skin is dark grey, with strange and seductive patterns on both sides of the cheeks.

The corners of its mouth curled up, revealing a sarcastic smile, and its eyes flashed with a cold, bloodthirsty light.

"I am going to kill you."

Zhao Mengyao attacked without warning, and her figure instantly appeared in front of the throne.

Her hands were once again surrounded by black mist, and the disappeared ghost claws reappeared, grabbing towards the face that had just appeared like lightning.

"Humph!"

Bruce snorted coldly and looked at his right hand.

The moment his right hand was raised, flesh and blood quickly entwined and grew like vines.

In the blink of an eye, the originally white bones turned into a demon arm covered with fine scales.

The five thick fingers on the palm opened up, just enough to block Zhao Mengyao's ghost claws.

Then, without waiting for Zhao Mengyao to change her moves, she instantly closed her fingers and grasped the ghost claw like lightning.

boom!

Violent energy fluctuations emanated from the tightened palms, as if the void was about to be crushed.

"what……"

Zhao Mengyao suddenly let out a shrill howl.

Bruce waved his right hand casually, and a beam of dark energy was thrown out, hitting Zhao Mengyao's chest and knocking her far away from the altar.

The whole process took place without even a blink of an eye.

"Too, too strong, they are totally not on the same level." Li Yu's pupils contracted violently.

Zhao Mengyao, who was at the early stage of the Great Martial Master realm, was just like Nan Yanwu at the beginning. She had no ability to resist at all in the hands of the devil Bruce.

call

Bruce's body left the throne and floated in the air.

Life energy continued to flow into his body like a flood, and his flesh and blood grew rapidly.

Within two or three breaths, he had completely recovered his physical body.

"Damn human, you almost killed me."

Bruce suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Liu Hanfeng with bloodshot eyes full of hatred.

"However, I am still the final winner. Haha... Come to think of it, I have to thank your woman. If it weren't for her... hehehe"

Bruce laughed wildly again.

"kill"

Zhao Mengyao's sharp voice came from a distance.

Then a red figure was seen roaring towards them, bringing with it a strong wind.

Zhao Mengyao's pitch-black ghost claws brought up a sky full of eerie ghost shadows and grabbed Bruce in the air.