"Who is Mr. Lei?"

"Who are you?"

“Can this be compared?”

The deacon in the temple was cursing and came to pull Brother Cheng, trying to drive him out.

And Lei Gao looked at Brother Cheng indifferently, his eyes full of contempt.

"Where did the idiot come from?"

"I don't want to see him when I come out."

What he meant was to cancel Jiang Cheng's chance to possess the spirit.

The escort immediately nodded and bowed: "No problem!"

Then he looked at Brother Cheng and pointed to the door.

"Okay, you can go out!"

Brother Cheng grinned and a mouthful of white teeth appeared: "You said it earlier. It turns out that it's okay if you don't have to queue up. It's really a waste of my time."

If he had known that he could go to the line, why would he have been so well-behaved?

Before the others could react, he reached out and grabbed Lei Gao's neck.

In front of him, Lei Gao had no power to resist at all.

I felt my whole body weak and I could no longer use any force. My feet were forced to leave the ground.

This scene scared everyone else almost crazy.

The accompanying deacon was furious: "What are you going to do?"

"Why don't you let go of Mr. Lei!"

“Bold…”

Brother Cheng was too lazy to pay attention to them, so he waved his hand and threw Lei Gao out of the door.

Pang!

The door was smashed to pieces.

Hurry!

Lei Gao rolled several times on the ground, his face full of dust and his bones were broken.

President Jiang was too lazy to appreciate this small record, so he made great strides into the spiritual surrender platform and began his own spiritual attachment ceremony.

As for what happens after he comes out, is he worried about his strength?

Everyone inside looked dull.

I was frightened silly.

What just happened?

Daughter Lei was injured by someone?

His grandfather is the Lord of the Mu Ling Palace!

For a moment, everyone was silent and didn't even know what to do next.

At this time, Lei Gao's scream finally came.

"Ah... it hurts, it hurts!"

This young man in black who had a cold and domineering face not long ago was lying on the ground and roaring like a pig.

"Kill him!"

"I'm going to kill him!"

"Ahhhh, I have to kill him..."

The shrill screams were loud and loud, and they were heard far away.

The guards in the temple were panicked, and the deacon and the chief guard inside finally reacted.

"Quick! Block here!"

"Send someone to notify the Lord of Mu Ling Palace!"

"No one is allowed to let go!"

"Take Mr. Lei quickly!"

A series of chaotic orders were issued, indicating how big this matter was.

Teams of temple guards drove over.

The martial law was blocked and the encirclement hall was blocked.

All passers-by outside were separated, and the pace of a war broke out.

Inside, He Lin and other monks who participated in the spirit were so scared that they were completely out of their minds and did not dare to say anything else.

And after a moment, a roar shook the sky from afar.

"Who hurt my grandson!"

The Lord of the Wooden Spirit Temple is here.

In an instant, the aura around the Enclosed Spirit Hall quietly became cold.

Several deacons rolled and crawled up to meet them.

"See the Lord of the Wood Spirit Palace!"

Hula, the guards kneeling all over the ground.

Everyone was silent, and the accompanying deacon went up and said, "It is said that he is a foundational secular practice..."

Bang!

The Lord of the Wooden Spirit Palace slapped him in the face.

The deacon was dizzy and smashed the walls of several halls one after another, and fell under the ruins all over the ground.

"What are you doing?"

"With you accompanying me, I actually caused the Ninth Level of Fan Xuan Realm to injure my grandson?"

The wounded deacon dared not resist at all, so he quickly got up and kowtowed: "I don't have the power to protect my job well, and I deserve to die!"

"Grandpa, grandpa avenge me!"

Lei Gao's screams like a pig slaughter continued, and he was more confident than before.

"I want him to die, and his whole family to die!"

The Lord of the Wood Spirit Palace glanced coldly at the spiritual surrendering platform that was still moving in the distance, and his murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

It’s a pity that the Spirit Reincarnation Platform is like the Soul Gathering Pond. Once it is opened, it will have to wait for the people inside to come out before it can end.

Can't stop halfway.

Otherwise, he would have taken action on the spot.

He didn't say a word at this time, but everyone knew that the person who just entered was finished.

It’s better to contradict anyone, but I insist on contradicting Lei Gao.

It would be fine, he actually dared to hurt Lei Gao, it really makes me feel that I have a long life...

Brother Cheng, who has already entered, can't control the things outside.

He is busy doing serious business.

The process of attaching spirits is not simple, the first step is to select attributes.

Looking at the various forces rippling in the magic circles around him, he chose the "Spirit of Death" without hesitation.

This process is a bit similar to choosing which rules to choose before entering the door of rules.

Choosing the Spirit of Death means that his mysterious power attribute will be the power of Death in the future.

"What did you choose this?"

Cang Ling was a little surprised.

When it comes to the fairy world, the rules of death are indeed powerful rules of superiority, but there are never many people who choose.

When practicing the power of death, you often have to kill yourself half-death first.

Those who deal with this all day long are the ghosts and corpses and corpses in the Death Realm, and they are dead and feel very uncomfortable.

"I chose this for more guarantees!"

I had a brief confrontation with the Shadow Clan on the seventh level before, because there was no rule of death there, Brother Cheng not only couldn't kill them, but he could not die himself.

If he hadn't had the breath of Ruins, he would have been in a mess that time.
To be continued...