Invincible starts from fooling the old man and cultivating immortals

Chapter 162 Strange Witchcraft

Songpa, as a veteran head-down master, also masters a secret technique-spirit control technique.

Simply put, it can control the dead.

For a moment, the upper body and lower body of those who had been cut in two by Lao Lu were glued together again.

Although it doesn't look very coordinated, the body is considered complete.

They stood up slowly, baring their teeth and claws, roaring like wild animals.

Their current appearance is not much different from the zombies in zombie movies.

After they smelled the scent of Lu Yuhua and the three of them, they rushed over.

The three of Lu Yuhua were surprised when they saw this scene.

"What kind of magic is this?" Old Liu asked with his eyes wide open.

"It doesn't matter what kind of magic he does, it's over." Old Lu said confidently.

Soon, those zombie-like people came in front of Lu Yuhua and the others.

They opened their mouths and rushed forward.

Seeing this, Lao Lu strode forward, laying in front of Lu Yuhua and Lao Liu, then raised his palm and waved towards the enemy.

With a bang, the powerful palm force was like a fast-moving truck, and the body of the person photographed exploded like tofu dregs.

For a moment, the pieces of meat flew across and splashed everywhere, and the scene was extremely bloody.

In just a few breaths, these resurgent people turned into a pile of meat paste, which was much worse than before.

"Old Lu, you are getting better and better, it's a pity not to go to the fighting department." Old Liu teased.

Lao Lu smiled: "The master said, as long as you have enough energy, it's not impossible to learn more Taoism."

"So you plan to study in the Combat Department!" Old Liu said.

"Well, when I practice divination more deeply, I will talk to the master." Old Lu said.

"I'll talk about the cultivation when I get back. The most important thing right now is to deal with Songpa." Lu Yuhua said in a deep voice.

"Before we came, the head explained that Sompa is a head-down master.

Those few people just now should be some kind of witchcraft he used.

Since he is so cunning, we cannot take it lightly. "Lu Yuhua added.

"Understood!" Lao Lu and Lao Liu nodded seriously.

The entrance and exit of the underground garage are the same.

Opening the floodgate leading to the ground, a very pungent smell hits the face.

This is the poisonous gas created by Sompa using witchcraft.

If it is an ordinary person, if you take a sip, if you don't send it to the doctor in time, there is a high probability that it will be gone.

But Lu Yuhua and the others are immortal cultivators. After the consecration of the mountain gate and the baptism of Lingquan, their bodies have long been invulnerable to all poisons.

Although the poisonous gas produced by Songpa is powerful, it does not affect the immortal practitioners at all except for the bad smell.

There are three rooms in the basement, the doors of two of them are open, and some old sundries are piled inside.

Only the innermost room is closed.

Judging from the tire marks on the ground, it should be the garage.

Sompa did not leave.

He knew that he was doomed today, so he simply fought hard, even if he died, he would have to pull the quilt.

At this time, the garage was full of poisonous snakes and insects.

Ordinary people are bitten and will die within a few minutes.

Songpa sat cross-legged among countless poisons, looking calm from the expression on his face, but extremely nervous inside.

After all, he was still afraid of death.

At this time, Lao Lu kicked open the shutter door of the garage.

"Sompa, your time of death has come."

The three of Lu Yuhua walked in.

Sompa calmly picked up a clarinet, puffed up his cheeks and played it.

Next second,
The poison on the ground, as if stimulated by something, rushed towards Lu Yuhua and the others like a tide.

Countless poisonous substances are densely packed, like locusts passing through.

"Small tricks!" Lao Lu said disdainfully.

He stomped his feet fiercely, and the ground under his feet suddenly cracked, and it continued to spread outward.

The power of stomping alone killed a large area of ​​poison, and then he slapped his palm again, and the shock wave generated by the compressed air killed a large area again.

Seeing this scene, Songpa was also shocked even though he expected such an outcome.

"Who are they?" Songpa had a lot of question marks in his heart.

After so many years of walking in the rivers and lakes, he has seen many masters, even if they are martial arts masters, he is confident that he can kill them.

But the fighting power displayed by the three in front of them is much stronger than the so-called martial arts master.

And he is very sure that it must not be his enemies.

If it was true, then he would have died a long time ago, and it is impossible to live until now.

So, Sompa couldn't figure out why these three people came to him.

While thinking, all the ghosts on the ground died at the hands of Lao Lu. .

Immediately, Lao Lu came with a ruthless iron palm, striding like a shooting star, and rushed towards him.

In the blink of an eye, Lao Lu came to Sompa.

Lao Lu didn't talk nonsense, he raised his palm and patted Songpa on the head.

Songpa didn't dodge.

When the palm was about to fall on Sompa's head, suddenly there was a five or six-year-old boy in front of him.

The boy has cute facial features, is cute, and has big innocent eyes, which makes people want to hug him.

Seeing this, Lao Lu's expression changed in surprise, and he instinctively put away his palms.

He didn't expect such a cute little boy to come out of the sky.

Staring at the boy's innocent face and clear eyes, Lao Lu immediately let go of all his vigilance.

"Old Lu, what are you doing there?" The voice came from Old Liu.

In his field of vision, Lao Lu seemed to be cursed, his eyes stared blankly at the air in front, his eyes were full of tenderness.

Lao Lu responded: "Lao Lu, Lao Liu, do you know how this little boy appeared?"

"Little boy?" Lao Lu and Lao Liu looked at each other in dismay, expressing their surprise.

Because there is no one in front of Lao Lu except Songpa.

So, what the hell is this little boy?

"Wait, did Lao Lu fall under Songpa's witchcraft?"

Lu Yuhua's face changed suddenly, and he immediately shouted: "Old Lu, be careful!"

This roar immediately woke up Lao Lu.

He was also aware of this.

The little boy in front of him is no longer pure, but has become extremely sinister and terrifying.

On Nasompa's face, there was an evil smile that seemed to have succeeded in a conspiracy.

He had a pistol in his hand.

The muzzle of the gun was aimed right between Old Lu's eyebrows, almost sticking to his forehead.

Judging from Lao Lu's current reaction at the fourth level of Qi refining, he definitely couldn't avoid it.

In addition, although the physique of the immortal cultivator is beyond ordinary people, but the cultivation level has not reached a certain level, and there is no defense in advance. Hot weapons can threaten the life of the immortal cultivator.

At this time, Songpa did not give Lao Lu any chance.

Make a decisive decision and immediately buckle the trigger.

He felt that if he could solve one person, it was worth dying.

For a moment, he was not as nervous as before, and became very relieved.

"Old Lu!"

"Old Lu!"

Lu Yuhua and Lao Liu yelled frantically the moment they saw Songpa buckle the trigger.

The bullet was discharged smoothly, but it did not enter Lao Lu's body.

The defensive barrier set up by Qin Chuan took effect at this moment.

The bullet hit the defensive barrier, stopped for a while, and turned into a puff of green smoke.

Seeing this scene, Sompa was immediately dumbfounded.

And Lao Lu narrowly escaped death, looked at Songpa in front of him, determined to kill, raised his palm, and took a picture of it.

　I'm on a business trip for the past two days, alas!It's peak season, I can't be busy, I'll be back tomorrow, I can code with peace of mind.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)