My practice narration is weird

Chapter 259: For the Lu family, you go die

"I am so powerful now!"

The ancestor of the Lu family was not bragging.

Just like before, the wood spirit had already touched Ye Wuyou's limit with just a slight attack. That was definitely not a power that ordinary six realms could possess.

Seven realms?

Wood spirits have no realm to speak of.

Although the ancestor of the Lu family has never reached the seventh realm, he can still feel that as a sacred tree spirit at this moment, he is much stronger than himself before.

Ye Wuyou looked calm, feeling that this old man who had been alone for hundreds of years must have been lonely for a long time. Now that he was finally free from the supervision of the sacred tree, he could speak freely and wanted to be praised.

I don't like this.

He looked at the injury on his chest that had almost recovered, and there was no more white fluid there.

Then he said something.

"Send me away."

The ancestor of the Lu family paused for a moment, then nodded.

The sound of some kind of metal friction suddenly appeared between the world and the two people's ears.

The transmission of sound should be one step faster.

But when the two of them turned around, a golden chain had already arrived in front of them.

The chain suddenly stretched out from the heaven and earth constructed by the sacred tree, from the illusory sky.

Immediately, it wrapped around the body of the Lu family ancestor.

The chain suddenly contracted, and the next moment, it straightened instantly.

The man's slightly surprised words came from the sky.

"You wood spirit...there's something wrong."

The ancestor of the Lu family was stunned for a moment, but then he snorted softly, causing strong fluctuations in the sacred tree under his feet.

That was really a very tyrannical aura.

But the thunder was loud and the raindrops were light, and everything was calm.

"What is this!" the ancestor of the Lu family suddenly said in shock.

He couldn't exert all his strength.

Just like the sacred tree can suppress weirdness, this chain seems to have certain properties for him.

The ancestor of the Lu family immediately looked at Ye Wuyou, with some emotions in his eyes.

"Look at what I do, aren't you terrifyingly strong?"

The latter smiled lightly and did not look at him. Instead, he stared at the chain intently.

This golden chain...

A trace of doubt suddenly appeared on the face that was neither sad nor happy, and then the doubt became more and more serious in Ye Wuyou's heart.

He put a hand on his forehead and closed his eyes gently, as if thinking about something.

But he ultimately denied all of this.

"I am me, I am Ye Wuyou."

Ye Wuyou's soft whisper didn't make anyone pay attention, and there was a voice coming from the sky.

"By the way, why haven't I seen the Tao Fruit?"

But soon, the voice asked and answered itself.

"It turns out you ate it, so that's okay..."

The next moment, the Lu family ancestor's body was easily lifted up with a slight pull of the chain, and flew straight into the sky.

"Is it so simple? Fortunately, I was a little worried earlier." The voice in the sky came again, but a figure emerged.

Feng Xinxin's figure was currently stepping on this sacred tree world, looking at the surrounding scenery casually.

"What are you going to do! Who are you! What do you want!" The ancestor of the Lu family roared.

Feng Xinglin then looked at the other party, looking at the other party's human-like appearance. There was doubt in his eyes at first, but then he figured out something and responded with a smile.

"Are you actually a human being? It must have been hard to become the spirit of this sacred tree, right? Do you think you have got the chance? What a pity."

"Although I don't know the details, this tree in your house was originally given to you by Your Majesty. Although it was unintentional, it has matured now, so naturally it needs to be recycled."

"By the way, we also want the great road that was born in you."

Recycle?

"How do you recycle the sacred tree? Other old men can give it to you, but the sacred tree cannot be touched!"

The sacred tree has been bound to the Lu family. How can the sacred tree be moved?

It’s not that the children of the Lu family can’t leave Linlang Island for a long time, it’s that they can’t leave the Sacred Tree for a long time!

Facing the Lu family ancestor's question, Feng Xinxin calmly responded.

"How to recycle? Trees are moved to death and people are moved to live. Of course they are destroyed. At most, they are cut down and burned as firewood. It is said that the sacred tree strengthens yang." Feng Xinxin said calmly.

The ancestor of the Lu family showed a sad smile in his eyes.

Unable to resist.

Again unable to resist.

He suddenly understood something.

The reason why the Sacred Tree has recovered the corpses of cultivators from the Lu family for so many years, turned them into puppets with its own nutrients, and even given out extra blessings in recent years...

Could it be that the original wood spirit of the sacred tree knew all this?

Speaking of which, where did the sacred tree come from... wasn't it a sapling that the ancestors found from some ruins?

The ancestor of the Lu family could only watch helplessly as the chain was being taken away bit by bit by the other party, and he was getting closer and closer to the other party.

And as the distance got closer, his connection with the sacred tree became weaker and weaker.

The fast-shrinking chains straightened in an instant, then rattled.

The figure of the ancestor of the Lu family stayed in mid-air.

The already desperate Lu family ancestor suddenly widened his eyes and looked in front of him.

The shrunken ripples of the Shinto technique appeared in front of him, and Ye Wuyou's figure stepped out of it, then suddenly stretched out his palm.

His big hands clenched tightly and firmly stopped the golden chain.

There was a soft cry from the sky, but before he could speak, Ye Wuyou's words came with questions.

"Why are my chains in your hands?"

Doubts appeared between Fengxin's eyebrows, look what this boy said?

Your chains?

I picked this thing up back then, so it’s mine!

With a chuckle, Feng Xinling clenched his hand, and the chain twitched again.

Ye Wuyou did not let go, but the chain did not stop shrinking, but it was slower than before.

Soon, the flesh and blood on the hand were worn away, revealing the tendons and bones, and then only a broken arm without a palm was left.

"Good guy, aren't you afraid of pain?" Feng Xinling's words came with a smile.

Ye Wuyou did not respond, and the dark blue figure behind him flashed.

At this moment, the ancestor of the Lu family was a wood spirit, and the strange [ghost] on Ye Wuyou's body had no restrictions, and countless ghost hands held the chain tightly.

"You have a lot of things on you..."

Feng Xinling's eyes condensed, and he observed Ye Wuyou carefully.

Finally, it fell on Ye Wuyou's right eye.

"Good stuff, it is also a new and complete avenue, and you have also eaten the Dao fruit, right?"

With a wave of his hand, the chain split again and tied up Ye Wuyou's body.

But unlike the Lu family ancestor, this chain seemed to have no suppression for Ye Wuyou.

The two figures were dragged by the chain little by little, and went to the hands of the figure in the sky.

The ghost was still trying, and Ye Wuyou was still trying his best.

The Lu family ancestor was starting.

There was some bleakness in his eyes, and he couldn't use all his strength.

He had been planning for six hundred years, but why was he still so frustrated now.

The Lu family ancestor looked at Ye Wuyou who was tied up together.