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As the stone slabs covering the entire hall exploded, three rays of light instantly appeared in the middle of the hall.

The light dispersed, revealing three figures in green robes. All of them were in the middle stage of pill formation.

"What's going on?" The middle-aged man standing in the middle opened his eyes in disbelief. His cultivation level is the highest among the three, and he has reached the peak of the middle stage of pill formation, but he can't understand it at all.

Everything you see before your eyes.

I saw the five old men in purple robes falling to the ground, their eyes widened, looking at the top floor of the palace with a ferocious and twisted face. And the high-ranking Yue Emperor looked like a poor frightened man, lying on the ground.

He kept knocking his head, and if he hadn't been in extraordinary physical condition, he would have knocked himself to death by now.

Following the frightened gazes of the five old men, the three of them looked at the ceiling on the top floor of the hall.

I saw that the top of the huge suspended crystal lamp for lighting was densely covered with hideous-looking corpses!

They were dressed in the clothes of palace guards and eunuchs, and seemed to be hanging upside down from the ceiling by some invisible rope. A pair of blood-red eyes that almost protruded from the eyeballs were staring down, making the three magic pills feel numb.

"There are no traces of the formation being triggered, and there is no early warning for the internal restrictions." A thin and gloomy old man stood behind the middle-aged monk and said slowly: "It looks like an illusion, but this kind of illusion is simply unheard of. Come on.

He is not good."

The other person was a tall and thin young man with a pockmarked face. He put on a suit of armor without saying a word since he entered the palace. A magic weapon shaped like a crescent moon slowly rotated around his wrist, emitting a weak sound.

Buzzing sound.

The middle-aged monk's face darkened, his consciousness swept around, and he shouted coldly:

"Since your Excellency is here, stop being so secretive and come out!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the middle-aged monk suddenly heard two sounds of heavy objects falling to the ground behind him.

Two fresh corpses fell down. The gloomy old man and the pockmarked young man fell to the ground with protruding eyes and ferocious and twisted faces. Two pairs of bloodshot protruding eyeballs stared at him, seeming to be silently telling what happened just now.

In an instant, they realized what a terrible thing happened to them.

A ‘plop’ sound!

Without any hesitation, the middle-aged monk knelt down directly and knocked his head firmly on the ground. The sound he made was clearer than the Yue Emperor beside him.

"Senior, please calm down! This junior is a sect of Zhenren Broken Soul. I didn't know that senior was here before, so I made no excuses. Please spare my life, senior!"

‘Pop’!

The middle-aged monk's body trembled, and he felt a hand put on his shoulder.

"Ghost Soul Sect Broken Soul Master, is that your master?"

"Yes! It's the master!" The middle-aged monk suddenly breathed a sigh of relief and said quickly: "It turns out that the senior and the master are also old friends! Senior, don't worry, they are just a few mortals. I can make the decision to control all the mortals in this court.

Change them all! I will never offend my senior for such a trivial matter!"

The man behind him was silent for a while, then slowly took his hand away and stood in front of the middle-aged monk.

The middle-aged monk kept his head lowered, for fear of seeing a glimpse of this man's face.

"Go back and tell your master that I will be waiting for him at Yuehuang Palace."

The middle-aged monk trembled all over and responded quickly: "Yes! This junior must bring these words to you!"

"Go away."

Not daring to hesitate at all, the middle-aged monk immediately turned into a ray of light and went straight to the main altar of the Ghost Spirit Sect.

Lu Yunze stood in the middle of the palace hall, watching his leaving figure with a blank expression, and said nothing for a long time.

After a while, Wen Siyue walked in from outside the hall, followed by two snake guard puppets who were at the peak of the middle stage of the pill formation.

"All the immortal cultivators around the palace have been dealt with, but there are too many mortals in the palace, and it may not be possible to disperse them all in a while." Wen Siyue exhaled lightly and said softly.

Lu Yunze nodded, with five colors of light flowing in his eyes, and an invisible force instantly spread to the entire palace.

For a moment, everyone in the palace felt an inexplicable palpitation, as if they were encountering man-eating tigers in the wild. Their instinctive fear drove everyone to flee the palace at an extremely fast speed.

It didn't take long for the entire palace to become deserted.

Lu Yunze closed his eyes and rubbed his brows tiredly.

At this moment, a pair of soft hands pressed on his temples, and with soothing and skillful techniques, they kneaded the acupuncture points on his head.

Lu Yunze instantly felt that his headache was relieved a lot.

"Thank you." Lu Yunze said with his eyes closed.

Wen Siyue smiled and shook his head. The light in his hand flashed and he combed the meridians on the top of his head bit by bit.

"Why are you so polite to me, sir?"

Lu Yunze smiled and said nothing.

This secret technique of integrating the inner demon power of Lu Yunze No. 2 into his spiritual consciousness and using it to influence and control others on a large scale is just an imperfect idea. Today is the first time Lu Yunze has used it.

There is no doubt that the use is still very rough, so that there are some side effects.

After a little relief from the stinging pain in his consciousness, Lu Yunze slowly turned around and looked expressionlessly at Yue Huang, who had woken up from the hallucination.

At this time, his hair was messy, his eyes were tree-gods, and his forehead was broken and leaking large amounts of blood. He looked extremely embarrassed, and he did not have the bearing of an emperor at all.

Lu Yunze walked up to him, slowly squatted down, and was eye level with him.

"You should know me, right?" Lu Yunze asked calmly.

The Emperor of Yue trembled, lowered his head, and knocked his head to the ground respectfully.

"Meet Master Lu!"

Lu Yunze remained expressionless, showing no emotion or anger.

"It seems you really know me. That's good. This saves me a lot of words." Lu Yunze stood up and looked down at this man who looked to be in his forties, with white light flashing in his eyes.

"The Blood Sacrifice Technique, the Ghost Spirit Sect has enough money to use this method to extend the life of a mortal like you. It seems that the relationship between you and the Ghost Spirit Sect is much closer than I thought."

"Master Lu! I... I have no choice but to do it!" Yue Huang almost crawled to Lu Yunze's feet and said with tears in his eyes.

"I also did it as a last resort to preserve the strength of the Immortal Slaying Association! Now Master Lu is back! It's up to Master Lu to take back the Immortal Slaying Association! I am willing to lead all the members of the Immortal Slaying Association to be loyal to Master Lu!"

Lu Yunze looked at him, and a sneer gradually appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"The Immortal Killing Society... I have seen it, there are eighty thousand people there."

"Senior..." Before Emperor Yue could finish his words, his whole body instantly exploded into a bloody mess.

Lu Yunze cleared the blood on his feet and walked out of the hall with Wen Siyue.

Those mortals who fled the palace in a hurry had just escaped from the palace, and they suddenly woke up. Their eyes were full of confusion, and they didn't know how they escaped.

Until one of the guards looked towards the palace and saw a wisp of smoke rising.

"No! The palace is on fire!"

I have something to do tonight, the second update will be a little later
Chapter completed!