"The inheritance of the ancient White Bone Gate is indeed quite strong, but unfortunately, you have only learned a little bit of fur."
Lu Yu's voice was cold, and it fell into the ears of the black-robed old man, but it made him shudder for a while.
Thirty years of ascetic cultivation in hell, I thought that it would be time to re-enter the peak when I was reborn, but who would have expected to meet Lu Yu again!
"I'm not reconciled! I'm not reconciled!"
The voice of the black-robed old man was filled with endless grief and anger.
He was once suppressed in hell by the young Nether Daojun. But now he came out of hell again and was crushed by the same young Lu Yu.
The black-robed old man shouted loudly, and he played a magic trick in his hand, calling out a giant white-bone flag more than six feet high, and waving it desperately.
From the white bone banner, there was a frightening and disturbing aura, the yin energy in the four directions became colder and colder, the black mist had already shrouded, and endless white bones emerged from the darkness and grabbed Lu Yu.
Lu Yu was in the dark, but there was a supreme divine light all over his body, which completely cleared the darkness.
"Here, let there be light."
Lu Yu said with Tianxian in his mouth, like an ancient god whispering.
In an instant, the dazzling light pierced the darkness and swept in all directions, sweeping away all the yin qi. Whether it was the bones or the black mist that filled the four directions, they all turned into ashes.
Lu Yu seemed to be the blazing sun above the sky, shining in the sky, and the endless hot sun shone on every corner of the world.
"Ahhh-" the black-robed old man screamed.
Thick smoke billowed from his body, as if a piece of ice touched the scorching sun, and was restrained by nature, even taking a step was extremely difficult.
"I don't want it anymore, the treasure of Nether Daojun belongs to you!" At a critical juncture, the black-robed old man begged for mercy.
"Is this place where you come and leave when you want?"
Lu Yu's eyes showed a cold light, and he used his palm as a knife and slashed down!
puff!
Suddenly, the black-robed old man was cut in half, his body fell from the sky, and blood flowed freely, shocking people.
All the treasures on the black-robed old man also fell into Lu Yu's hands, and immediately got into the storage bag. In addition to the white bone flag, there is also a storage ring, and the "White Bone Sutra" hidden in the shirt of the black-robed old man.
"White Bone Classic" is made of animal skins and written with blood. The whole book is full of evil spirits. Even if you look at it at a glance, there will be many evil thoughts in your eyes.
"Sure enough, it's a magic scripture that can affect the minds of others. He was originally an evil cultivator, and now he is practicing such a technique, and his personality will become violent!" Lu Yu immediately understood.
However, the black-robed old man only mastered one of the principles of the White Bone Avenue, which belonged to the Daojun in the first realm, and was only one point stronger than the Daojun promoted by elixir such as Xu Sixiang. But now, let alone compared to Lu Yu, even Xu Guizong could easily crush him.
The blood of the powerful Daojun realm spilled from the sky.
Everyone was shocked, that was a Daojun-level powerhouse!
The supreme powerhouse in the heavens was cut in half like this!
All the sectarian powerhouses had a strong sense of suffocation. They were still trying to seize the treasure from Lu Yu. Today, the idea seems so absurd.
Competing with such a strong man is simply boring.
Lu Yu looked at the goddess Gushe and walked step by step, the steps fell, causing the void to vibrate violently.