Chapter 1998

The burning flame that had been enveloped in Lu Yu's body disappeared in an instant, replaced by a kind of misty black gas.

These black Qi floated in the air, and finally gathered on Lu Yu's head a Dharma image of the underworld God, which was tens of feet high. It had eight arms, holding axes, axes, hooks, forks, halberds, swords and other magic weapons. The other two hands pinched the formula, and a dark green fire appeared in his eyes.

This is the Dharma of Lu Yu himself. In his last life, he was the ghost God in the nether world.

At this time, when the shadow of the ghost appeared, the ghosts around him seemed to see his own king, and his eyes showed a kind of instinctive fear.

"Come on, kill him!"

The emperor of the ten directions waved his flag as hard as he could. All of a sudden, the spirits around him were inspired and raised his head at the same time.

With a shrill scream, the star ghost also arrived here.

His whole body was also covered with fog. When he looked with the naked eye, he could only see a black monster with long arms.

Some friars use divine sense to explore, but instantly they can feel the piercing screams of countless people coming out of their minds.

It's like the cry of countless wronged souls, like the tide into the human spirit.

Those monks who used divine sense to explore without permission, one by one screamed. Some of the monks with lower accomplishments had covered their eyes in pain, and blood oozed from their fingers.

"I still have the spirit of the stars. What do you want to fight me with?"

Seeing the stars and ghosts still have such power, the emperor of the ten directions suddenly regained his self-confidence.

This is one of his killer's maces, and also the card he has been hiding.

There are trillions of creatures in this star. Once they die, the resentment is almost unpredictable.

No matter who is a monk in any realm, as long as he meets this ghost, he will definitely fail.

Then, the ten emperors waved the flag again and chanted the mantra aloud.

With the chanting of the mantra of the ten emperors, a stream of gloomy cold black air began to haunt him and form a huge whirlpool.

This is the means used by the ten emperors to protect themselves.

Even though he was a powerful emperor, he had the same strength as Xuanxian, but he had lost too much mana in his just fighting method.

In addition, Lu Yu was so fierce that the emperor had to use some means to protect himself.

"Both attack and defense, I have a lot of resentment to help me, how do you want to win me!" The emperor roared, and his whole body was surrounded by resentment.

Lu Yu couldn't help laughing: "Shifang, you are also the emperor in the Shura realm. I'm just a fairyland. You're a turtle. Shifang, you let me down

Lu Yu is right. His present state is really just a human immortal.

Although the emperor of the ten directions is not deep, he is still a top figure in the Shura world. He was forced to this point by Lu Yu, and he was completely disgraced.

All of the Shura world speak with strength and respect the strong. It can be imagined that even if the emperor of the ten sides returned to the Shura realm, he would not command all the shuras to obey him as before.

"Boy! Now let you rampant for a while, when you fall on my hand, I will let you know what is regret

With his teeth clenched and his eyes fixed on the landing feather, the emperor longed to devour Lu Yu alive.