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Chapter 872

Lu Yu's voice was like a warning bell, and the soul condensing ancestor could not help but shiver all over his body.

He turned around to look, but at a glance he saw Lu Yu chasing after him with a frosty face.

"Yinhun flag!" The ancestor of Ninghun gritted his teeth and took out a handful of black flags.

There was a faint black air surrounding the soul-attracting flag, and from time to time the screams of souls came from inside, which was very harsh.

"You forced me to do this!"

The soul-condensing ancestor looked ferocious. He suddenly bit the tip of his tongue and spurted a mouthful of blood from his mouth, sprinkling it on the soul-drawing flag.

Suddenly, the soul-inducing flag turned blood red, and strange incantations emerged from the flag. Ordinary people would feel dizzy after just one glance.

"Death!" The soul condensing ancestor pointed at Lu Yu with both hands, and immediately the soul flag swooped directly towards Lu Yu.

The soul-attracting flag flew in front of Lu Yu, and suddenly a terrifying suction force erupted, trying to suck Lu Yu's soul into the flag.

"It's just a magic weapon for evil cultivators." Lu Yu's eyes flashed with a cold light.

This soul-attracting flag is a typical evil cultivator magic weapon. It needs to trap a large number of wronged souls, torture them continuously and form resentment before it can be successfully refined.

This kind of magic weapon requires a large number of living souls to support each piece of magic weapon, and the refining process is also extremely bloody.

The soul swallowed by the soul-guiding flag cannot re-enter reincarnation, and will be tortured forever from life to life.

"Broken!" Lu Yu punched the soul-drawing flag.

Lu Yu's powerful magic power was instantly poured into this magic weapon, and it soon exceeded the soul-inducing flag's ability to withstand it.

Boom!

With a loud noise, the entire soul-inducing flag turned into countless fragments and exploded in all directions.

The ghosts trapped by the magic weapon also took the opportunity to escape.

"What!" Ancestor Ninghun glanced at it, and his heart trembled suddenly.

It was a magic weapon that he had refined for many years. Even monks in the same realm could not leave the control of the Soul-Linging Banner in an instant.

But the young man in front of him destroyed his magic weapon with one punch!

Just one punch!

"Two senior brothers, save me!" The ancestor of Ninghun had already flown into the sky above the Lianxu Sect, calling for help in a panic.

"No one can save you." Lu Yu let out a cold light in his eyes, stepped forward, and instantly appeared behind the soul condensing ancestor, punching him.

The soul-condensing ancestor instantly let out a terrifying scream. His mana shield had no effect at all and exploded into pieces at this moment.

Lu Yu's fist force penetrated the bones of the soul-condensing ancestor, directly destroying his body and causing all the bones to collapse.

"Fellow Taoist, this is a misunderstanding. If you let me go, I will give you all my savings!" The soul of Ninghun Ancestor flew out of the broken body and begged for mercy.

At this time, his heart was filled with regret.

He has been domineering here for so many years, but he didn't expect that he would be kicked out of trouble today.

There is no use regretting it now.

Lu Yu suddenly stopped and said calmly: "Bring the things."

A trace of physical pain flashed across the face of Ninghun Ancestor, but he still placed the storage bag in Lu Yu's hand.

Lu Yu casually erased the mark on the storage bag and took a quick glance at it. He saw that the storage bag was full of evil and contained a lot of spiritual stones.

"I'm being rude this time. I will stay away from you when I see you in the future and never disturb you!" Ancestor Ninghun lowered his head, with a trace of resentment flashing in his eyes.

He lost his physical body and gave away his storage bag. It was almost a heavy loss!

"Wait until I gather a few old friends and work together to suppress you! I will refine you into a magic weapon that will make your life worse than death!" Ancestor Ninghun thought in his heart.

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