In the deputy city lord's mansion, there is a quiet room above a three-story building.

In the quiet room, there is an altar with a single-horned demon god directly in front of the table. The black statue is dark and gloomy, with a strange appearance, and a faint strange smell. At first glance, it seems to have a captivating feeling.

In front of the statue of the god, there are incense burners, incense candles, and a peach wood sword.

A middle-aged man with hair on his head was standing in front of the altar with his hands behind his back, looking proud.

"Mr. Liu, this is the teacup left by that person this afternoon. I specially asked someone to keep it!" Butler Huang carefully delivered a plate with a polite look.

On the plate, a cup with half a cup of tea was something I used in the afternoon.

Mr. Liu frowned slightly and said, "Nothing else?"

"No more, that kid is very cautious and it is very difficult to get the things on his body!" Butler Huang said with a dry smile.

"Yes!" Mr. Liu frowned and nodded, looked at the teacup, and said, "No one else has contacted this thing?"

"Absolutely not. After that kid drank it, I ordered someone to wrap it in cotton cloth and there was absolutely no contact with anyone!" Butler Huang promised.

Mr. Liu nodded without comment and said, "This is the only thing, it's very difficult to use the technique!"

"Haha, I know that the materials are not enough; if others rely on this item alone, maybe they can't, but I believe that with Mr. Liu's magical skills, there should be no big problem!"

Butler Huang laughed slowly and said, "Otherwise, my lord would not invite you here specifically!"

These words made Mr. Liu very satisfied and said with a conceited smile: "If you talk about spells, there are few people in the world who can surpass me in Liu's family; although there are fewer materials, since Lord Luo is so polite, as long as the other party's strength does not exceed me, you can try this matter!"

"Haha, then it's a blessing for Mr. Liu! As long as this matter is done, my elders will do their best about what Mr. Liu asks!" Butler Huang laughed.

"Well! I'll try my best to try!"

Although he was just trying his best, Mr. Liu had a confident look on his face, which satisfied the butler Huang next to him. This Mr. Liu was recommended by him. If this matter fails, he will lose face in front of the master's house.

Mr. Liu stood in front of the altar, reached out and picked up a piece of pure white cotton cloth next to it, carefully wrapped the cup and placed it on the altar.

Everything was ready, Mr. Liu looked solemn and reached out to pick up the peach wood sword on the altar.

Seeing this, Butler Huang next to him quickly stepped aside, fearing that he would disturb Mr. Liu's approach.

Mr. Liu held the peach wood sword in his hand, shook it gently, and handsomely tied a sword flower, erected the wooden sword in front of his chest, and said in a deep voice: "There is a god in heaven and earth, rise!"

After saying that, the peach wood sword pointed at the altar.

"call!"

The incense candles on the altar are ignited spontaneously without wind. In an instant, a faint blue smoke lingered, and a strange atmosphere suddenly appeared in the room.

Mr. Liu stood here with his head and hair, holding a sword in both hands, bowed to the statue three times, then gently pinched the sword technique with his left hand, pointed at the teacup with slightest eyes, closed his eyes slightly, and chanted in a deep voice: "People are popular, and souls have soul breath, rise!"

As the left-hand sword technique was gently picked, a faint ball of spiritual light surrounded the teacup, and then a trace of breath seemed to be gently lifted up with his sword technique.

Feeling this slight breath, Mr. Liu's slightly narrowed eyes flashed with a bright color; indeed, there was only one person's breath, no mixing.

The sword technique in his hand picked up this breath and gently pointed it towards the incense burner.

This trace of breath fell on the incense burner.

"Please ask my god to distinguish his breath, observe his place, and determine his position!"

After the breath was stabilized above the incense burner, Mr. Liu waved his wooden sword and shouted in a deep voice, then pointed at the incense burner.

In an instant, the black light appeared faintly in the statue of the demon god, and the rising blue smoke began to hover rapidly on the incense burner.

“Woooooooooooooo…”

The green smoke wind spins faster and faster, and even makes a howling sound.

Looking at this scene, Mr. Huang next to him showed a look of awe and joy on his face. He is worthy of being the best spiritual cultivation family. Mr. Liu's move is indeed extraordinary.

At this moment, in the inn far away, Fun Xiaonan suddenly opened his eyes and looked down at Lingxi on his chest.

I saw Lingxi flashing gently at this time, and the yin and yang colors changed from time to time.

"Hmm?" Xiaonan raised his eyebrows and a cool look flashed in his eyes.

He stretched out his index finger and gently tapped the Lingxi, closed his eyes slightly, and a faint sneer gradually rose from the corner of his mouth.

Over there, the wind throttle gradually stabilized, spinning steadily on the incense burner at a slow speed. Mr. Liu's face was even more gloomy. The demon had locked the other party's aura and waited for a blow.

In a quiet room not far from this small building, Deputy City Lord Luo was sitting cross-legged on a cushion.

His eyes were drooping, as if he was entering a state of meditation, but under his eyelids there were occasional squirming gently.

"The Ding Jia is ready, so you can lock your soul and calm your soul!"

Mr. Liu shook his hair casually, and then took a step back, and the wooden sword in his hand raised the slanted.

And the wind whirlwind suddenly became anxious, and the demon god statue was so bright that it was bright.

Amid the rapid flashing of the yin and yang spirit in the distance, Mr. Liu slashed at the wind throne with a wooden sword in his hand, and the river channel was deep and sounded: "Slay!"

"Click!"

Just as Mr. Liu's face turned pale and a proud look flashed in his eyes, he could hear a slight thunder flashing, but it made people feel chill. Then a shocking howl sounded in his ears, and the statue of the demon god on the altar instantly cracked into seven or eight pieces.

Just when Mr. Liu was shocked and shocked, a shocking magic power came back.

"puff……"

A mouthful of blood suddenly spurted out, and Mr. Liu's face instantly pale, and he leaned down and fell down.

"Why...what is going on?" Butler Huang next to him looked horrified. He didn't hear anything. He just saw the statue of the demon god suddenly cracked, and then Mr. Liu fell to the ground with blood spurted, his breath was weak and he was dying.

Suddenly the door was opened, Deputy City Lord Luo strode in, glanced at the scene inside the house, his face darkened, and he flashed and appeared beside Mr. Liu.

"What's going on?" Deputy City Lord Luo asked sternly, staring at Mr. Liu, who was lying on the ground, still bleeding from his mouth, and gradually lost his eyes.

"Hehe..." Hehehe..." Hearing this stern shout, Mr. Liu, whose breath was weak, moved his eyes and barely looked at the Deputy City Lord Luo. A hint of resentment flashed in his eyes. He opened his mouth with difficulty, and blood in his throat: "Hehe...you...wrong...wrong...wrong, let me, causing my Liu family...demon...demon god to be damaged. This...revenge...unsweet...will...rest!!"

Looking at Mr. Liu, who had barely finished speaking, his head tilted, and Deputy City Lord Luo's face turned pale in an instant.

Unexpectedly, the purpose was not achieved, but instead made enemies with the Liu family. Although he was a disciple of the ancestor, where was the Liu family, the first spiritual magic family, who was the first spiritual magic family, was easy to mess with?

If Mr. Liu just died, it would be fine, but it had already damaged the demon god worshipped by the Liu family. This is no longer an easy solution...
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