My practice narration is weird.

Chapter 261 The Immortal Touches Your Head, Ties Your Hair and Ends Your Eternal Life

The figures on the two chains were getting closer.

A rich blue-gray vitality emanates.

"Young man Ye, use whatever you have."

Ye Wuyou said nothing, but stretched out his hand with a calm look.

Then he gently stroked the forehead of the Lu family's ancestor.

Under the astonished gazes of the Lu family ancestor and the man in the sky, Ye Wuyou remained calm as his fingertips carved into the Lu family ancestor's forehead bit by bit.

What is he going to do?

Ye Wuyou quickly answered their questions.

He said softly now.

"do not move."

"The immortal strokes your head, tying your hair and cutting off your immortality."

The ancestor of the Lu family has a body of a wood spirit. Except for the branches that serve as the trunk, the rest is no different from a soul.

The "Formless Heart Sutra" was running wildly, and a kind of majestic aura flowed into Ye Wuyou's body through his fingertips.

The figure of the Lu family ancestor gradually shrank, and a blue-gray aura continued to spread.

Feng Xinling, who was high in the sky, had a look of slight surprise in his eyes, but it soon turned into astonishment and even anger.

"What a vicious magic technique!"

With a flick of his sleeves, a roaring energy came like a dragon.

【ghost】

"Let me see your limits." Ye Wuyou said softly.

The dark blue ghost hand instantly spread across the surrounding sky and earth, and suddenly grabbed towards Feng Xinling in the clouds.

No matter how terrible the [Ghost] is, it is ultimately absolutely hidden and undetectable. Although Feng Xinling was aware of it, his body was still pierced by several ghost hands.

However, for him, the body seemed not everything, and those ghost hands instantly turned into charcoal and dissipated.

"Good good."

Feng Xinling laughed angrily and used his magical powers again, but then his eyes froze and he held the chain in his hand tightly.

It's as if it's fighting with some huge force.

There were ghostly blue hands attached to the chains on his hands.

Ye Wuyou didn't expect to kill the opponent by relying on the ghost's sneak attack.

The man's aura was actually not as strong as the wood spirit he had seen before, but the chain in his hand was able to restrain the wood spirit and the ancestor of the Lu family.

So Ye Wuyou chose to pull the chain away from the other party's hand.

Unfortunately, although Feng Xinling's aura is not as strong as Mu Ling's, it is still far stronger than Ye Wuyou's.

Is it the seventh realm?

Both similar and unlike.

The chain suddenly straightened, but Ye Wuyou failed to pull it off.

But it is enough.

Unlike the completely suppressed ancestor of the Lu family, although the chain was tied very tightly, Ye Wuyou's own aura was not suppressed.

The blade flashed, and under the devouring blessing of the "Formless Heart Sutra", the huge aura of the sword that raised the wind and thunder almost condensed into a line.

The ancestor of the Lu family, who had already transformed into a wood spirit, was suddenly cut in two.

The blade did not stop, but went straight to the chains that bound the man tightly.

The dark blue figure flickered gently, and then it grasped the chain tightly, forcing a gap in Ye Wuyou's body.

boom!
The chain broke into two pieces.

The restraints on both of them were released.

With a big hand, Ye Wuyou grasped the half of the gold chain. His face showed no sadness or joy, and he flew away with half of the wood spirit's body.

That was the lower body of the Lu family's ancestor.

The power contained in this wood spirit was truly beyond Ye Wuyou's imagination. Even the "Formless Heart Sutra" could not devour it all in a short time.

As for the upper body of the Lu family ancestor, his eyes were red and a thick green liquid was overflowing from the seven orifices of his forehead.

The ancestor of the Lu family did not care about what Ye Wuyou did, but waved his hand, and the sacred tree on the island began to roar continuously, as if there was a bridge between him and the sacred tree.

It looks like he is going to display some extraordinary magical power?
Feng Xinling's gaze changed from anger to indifference. After all, he was an old monster who knew how many years he had lived. His anger was only for a moment, and he had already calmed down.

He just glanced at Ye Wuyou lightly and didn't look at him again.

His methods are good and quite evil, but his cultivation is too low, so he can only resort to tricks and he poses no threat to himself.

Although I am not a complete seventh realm, I am also a seventh realm Tianji!

Feng Xinling's gaze fell on the ancestor of the Lu family and he chuckled.

"If you were still human, you could fight me to the death right now, but unfortunately you are a wood spirit."

The words suddenly became extremely cold.

"If you don't want to be a human, but a wood spirit, you won't even be qualified to fight with me."

The golden chain was thrown out again, seemingly to wrap around the ancestor of the Lu family.

But the figure he didn't care about came again, with no sadness or joy in his eyes, and no fear in his body. But it only blocked him for two breaths.

White turbidity splashes.

Ye Wuyou's figure fell from a high altitude, but he adjusted his body when landing and managed to stand.

The ancestor of the Lu family standing aside did not say a word, but kept his eyes closed.

Breath continued to flow on the bridge he built with the sacred tree.

But it was not that he gained power from the sacred tree, but that he gave his entire self to the sacred tree.

At this moment in the outside world, leaves were flying in the hands of the Lu family.

"This is……"

The Lu family's ancestor paused for a moment, and then an inexplicable smile appeared on his painful face.

Now we have to cut off the Lu family's imprint and bring all the blessings of the Lu family to the tree...

This is not his will, but the will of the sacred tree.

"So that's how it is." The old ancestor whispered in his heart.

This way you won’t have to worry about anything.

Two breaths have passed.

next moment.

"Jedi Tiantong!"

Along with the Lu family ancestor's shout, the sacred tree on the island began to crumble bit by bit.

This illusory world constructed inside the sacred tree, the so-called paradise, began to disintegrate.

"You dare!"

Feng Xinling shouted and no longer cared about Ye Wuyou, but rushed towards the ancestor of the Lu family.

There was even a hint of anxiety in his eyes.

Since he took on this task, he needed to be responsible for it, otherwise he would not be able to report back.

Unexpectedly, the other party did not fight with him at all, but simply blew himself up.

The other party wants to destroy the sacred tree, disintegrate himself, and shatter the world.

"No, no, no, it's too late. We have to go."

Feng Xinling's rushing figure suddenly stopped, and then flew towards the collapsing sky!

"You want to leave? It's too late!"

"Come, let's be trapped here together with me! Ye boy, I have something to say to you, don't leave!"

The Lu family ancestor spoke with a smile, and his figure disintegrated like smoke, but in the end, some kind of force gently pushed Ye Wuyou.

Ye Wuyou's eyes narrowed slightly.

"Consider it my repayment for Qingshan's child." A voice gradually faded away.

Just like the existence of the Luo River, this blessed land inside the sacred tree collapsed with the disintegration of the sacred tree and the disintegration of the wood spirit.

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The outside world, Linlang Island.

There was no one left on Linlang Island, and all the members of the Lu family boarded the cloud boat.

Lu Zhaolin sat in a flying boat, touching it left and right and couldn't let it go.

However, they did not go far away from Linlang Island, but watched from the vicinity, keeping a distance.

The Lu family has feelings for Linlang Island.

Lu Chen and Luo Qinghan were the only two people in the sixth realm here. They did not board the cloud boat, but stayed in the sky in front of Linlang Island.

Lu Chen wanted to see what Linlang Island would look like in the end.

Luo Qinghan wanted to know whether Ye Wuyou was dead or not.

If still alive.

She doesn't mind giving the other person a send-off.

Neither of them said anything.

The shaking of Linlang Island suddenly stopped.

Is everything calm now?
Lu Chen was stunned and was about to speak.

A huge roar came from the center of the island, and it was the towering sacred tree that exploded directly.

Amidst the flying wood chips, a figure retreated.

Although his body was covered with scars, everything was stained red with blood, and there was white mucus all over his body.

But Luo Qinghan recognized him at a glance; this person was Ye Wuyou.

A smile finally appeared on Luo Qinghan's lips.