"The Qingyang Wei family uses mortal bodies to enslave immortal cultivators?" Looking at the soul of the gray-robed Taoist in the palm of his hand, Zhou Yu narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Yes, the people of the Qingyang Wei family are domineering and unreasonable, but in the end they are just an ordinary family, and they will eventually offend people who cannot be offended.

But there are some weird things in this family, especially the ancestor Qingyang, who seems to be just an ordinary person, but when we came to see him, we didn't have the slightest resistance to him, and we were enslaved by him.

"

The gray-robed Taoist said tremblingly, with unforgettable hatred for the Qingyang Wei family in his words.

"No matter how domineering ordinary people are, they will not offend immortal cultivators so easily. What's more, what you said about us shows that this has happened more than once."

"That's all, we still have to search for the soul after all." Seeing the remnant soul of the gray-robed Taoist, Zhou Yu shook his head.

"Senior, please spare my life and save my life." Hearing Zhou Yu's words, the gray-robed Taoist was so frightened that he felt like he was dead.

His body has been shattered, and he has no hope in this life. If his soul is searched again, he may not even be qualified for reincarnation.

But the moment this person shouted out his words, a multicolored light seemed to appear in Zhou Yu's eyes.

In this light, the man's soul instantly fell into coma, and he no longer had a trace of consciousness.

"It seems that the Qingyang Wei family is indeed extraordinary, but even so, if you provoke me, Zhou, the matter is not so easy to die and can be solved." As this murmur sounded, the spirit of the gray-robed Taoist

It immediately dispersed in Zhou Yu's hands.

The next moment, Zhou Yu took one step forward and disappeared into the small courtyard.

As a righteous person, he naturally has no interest in erasing the soul of a small Taoist monk.

The reason why this person's soul dissipated was not only because of Zhou Yu, but also because when this person's soul was weak to a certain extent, there was an unseen force of attraction between the heaven and the earth.

its extradition.

Speaking of which, this was not the first time Zhou Yu saw someone's soul dissipate.

As early as decades ago, he used his Qi training realm to transform a group of villagers with the power of magic.

When the souls of those villagers dissipated, he had not felt anything yet, but now he could truly feel the power in the dark.

"If you want to verify whether this is the power of reincarnation, judging from this alone is not enough. It is better to solve the immediate matter first."

...

In the inn.

Wei Wuyang sat in the room drinking with a complacent expression. When he thought about it, a gray-robed Taoist appeared. Even if the owner of the tavern was extraordinary, he could not compare to a Taoist monk.

After all, in this Great Xia Dynasty, monks in the Daoji realm were already top figures.

As for the Immortal Cultivation Sect?

Although Wei Wuyang is a bit arrogant, he also knows that the Qingfeng Sect, which is the closest to here, is more than seventy miles away.

As for the Qingfeng Sect, the Qingyang Wei family had not met them before, but when people from this sect entered their Wei family, they still chose to settle the matter.

This is his confidence.

Bang!!

At this moment, a burst of shattering sound suddenly came from Wei Wuyang's chest.

The sound of this sound made Wei Wuyang stunned, especially when he took out the broken jade slip, his face became even more ugly.

The broken jade represents that the gray-robed monk responsible for guarding him not only failed in his mission, but was also killed.

"That tavern owner actually has such abilities." When he thought of this, Wei Wuyang couldn't help but feel a sense of panic in his heart.

But just when he turned around and prepared to leave the place as soon as possible, he saw a familiar yet unfamiliar young man beside the wine table.

That young man turned out to be the ordinary owner of the tavern during the day.

"Wine is good wine. The best drunken flower sculptures are not something ordinary people can afford. It's a pity that this wine was ruined in your hands." Zhou Yu put down the wine glass and looked at Wei Wuyang,

He said with regret.

"However, it is not a loss for you to have this wine buried with you before you die."

Hearing these words, Wei Wuyang's pupils shrank suddenly, his previous aura suddenly disappeared, and he staggered back in panic, feeling extremely miserable.

"You...you can't kill me. If you kill me, my ancestor will not let you go."

"Just to see how capable the old Qingyang clan you are talking about is, he can capture Daoji monks for you as a mortal for you to control."

As soon as he finished speaking, in Wei Wuyang's horrified eyes, he saw a drop of clear wine emerging from the wine glass.

Although the drop of wine was no bigger than a grain of rice, from that moment Wei Wuyang looked at the drop of wine and felt an indescribable panic in his heart, as if he had seen the knife that beheaded his head.

call out!

The next moment, wine drops the size of rice grains flew towards Wei Wuyang.

Buzz!

But just when the drop of wine was about to penetrate Wei Wujiang's eyebrows, the space in the room seemed to be still and stopped.

The wine droplets that flew in front of Wei Wuyang burst into pieces in an instant.

"Fellow Taoist, can you spare the life of this unworthy junior like me?" At the same time, an old voice suddenly sounded from the room.

He saw a bit of cyan brilliance blooming in the center of Wei Wuyang's eyebrows.

In this light, an old man wearing a purple robe with white hair and beard suddenly appeared and landed on the other side of the wine table.

The moment this person appeared, Wei Wuyang fell into a coma.

"You are Patriarch Qingyang?" Zhou Yu said calmly as he watched the old man appear.

"However, a mere incarnation of an idea that can only last for a cup of tea at most is not qualified enough to stop me from killing people."

"Give me a reason not to kill him." Zhou Yu put down his wine glass and looked at the old man in front of him.

Now that I think about it, the reason why the gray-robed monk at the base level was enslaved, and he didn't even know when he was enslaved, was because of this person.

"Because this junior is a part of my transformation into a god." Ancestor Qingyang said calmly.

"Transform into a god?" Zhou Yu looked at the old man Qingyang in front of him.

"This reason is not enough."

Bang!

The moment these words were spoken, Wei Wuyang's body exploded into a ball of blood mist.

"Fellow Taoist's murderous nature is a bit too great." Seeing this scene, Patriarch Qingyang's face suddenly darkened.

"If you do something wrong, you will be punished. This person provoked me twice and turned into a ball of blood mist, which is already an advantage for him." After saying that, Zhou Yu said to Patriarch Qingyang.

"In addition, although this person is dead, the enslavement of monks by fellow Taoists has only just begun."

"In that case, I will wait for my fellow Taoist to come and talk to me." Patriarch Qingyang looked at Zhou Yu and said slowly.
Chapter completed!