Peerless Taoist

"I don't believe it!" Jia Han's eyes flushed.

After years of practice, he reached the second step of enlightenment.

However, the result of hard cultivation is that you can't even beat a boy?

How can he be reconciled!

"Come again!" extreme cold suddenly jumped up and punched the landing feather again.

This time, his boxing left a black shadow in the air.

Some weeds around were blown by these blows, withered and lost their original luster.

There is a strong poison in this boxing style!

"Poison you directly. No matter how strong you are, what effect can you play!" Jia Han smiled triumphantly.

He had been able to predict the scene of Lu Yu's death after he was poisoned by poison.

In the face of such powerful poison, Lu Yu just opened his eyes and glanced at it.

"You shouldn't say anything when you use such a set of skills." Lu Yu shook his head.

Lu Yu suddenly burst out a golden flame between his fingers. The flame gradually expanded and finally turned into a burning fire.

Around the fire, the space seemed to fluctuate.

The hot breath began to spread around, and the sound of fluttering could be heard.

All the poisonous fog around began to melt in front of the golden flame.

Jia Han was stunned and said, "what flame is this?"

"You said, curious, but it will kill people." Lu Yu was not ready to talk nonsense with him, so he threw the flame in his hand around.

Hoo!

A fire swept around in an instant.

Around Lu Yu, it was like a fire dragon circling around, roaring angrily.

Lu Yu took a step forward.

The poisonous fog is like facing natural enemies. Step back.

In the end, the flame in the air began to weaken gradually, and there was no trace of poisonous fog left around.

Every time Lu Yu takes a step, Jia Han needs to take a step back.

In the end, Jia Han had no way out.

Jia Han's poisonous gas, which was originally full of heaven and earth, disappeared in Lu Yu's steps.

"Do you know what this Luocha soul swallowing technique is used for?"

Lu Yu said faintly, "he is dedicated to the cultivation of dead people. Although those who practice this art can break through their potential and reach an unprecedented height for a period of time, what they consume is their own life."

Lu Yu looked up and down at boy Jia Han's body: "your body is really getting younger, but this is not rejuvenation. On the contrary, your 'years' are disappearing."

"When you become a baby and can't even walk, you will know. At that time, you can't even control your will and gradually decline."

Lu Yu's words, like a huge hammer, fell on Jia Han's heart.

"Impossible, you're lying!" Jia Han shrieked.

How could he admit it? However, what Lu Yu said seemed to be true, which made him unable to refute.

He and others explained that he had achieved great success and rejuvenated, but he knew exactly how it was.

Others are looking for longevity, but he is looking for a way to grow up.

His body changed from an old man with white beard to such a young child.

"You... How do you know?" Jia Han suddenly realized this.

He never mentioned it to anyone.

Lu Yu said lightly, "it's very simple, because I created this skill."