Lu Nanfeng's expression changed suddenly, he gritted his teeth and said, "You're looking for death!"
He now has the chance to win. If there is no accident, he will be the future head of the Lu family.
Everyone should treat him with courtesy, why would the kid in front of him dare to be so rude to himself?
"A person who relies on pills to become supreme, even if you temporarily arrive in the fairyland, so what, when your breath is weak, it will be your death!" Lu Nanfeng gritted his teeth.
He decided not to move for the time being, but the men in black robes didn't think so.
All the people in black robes were shocked at the same time when Lu Yu revealed the spell he was practicing.
This kind of spell can only be practiced by monks who have contributed to the Yin Luozong for many years. Lu Yu, how did he know?
"Your name is Wang Chen?" A dozen men in black robes immediately surrounded Lu Yu: "Where did you know about the spell of resenting the gods?" '
What they practice is indeed to blame God for their lives.
After getting a definite answer, Lu Yu let out a long sigh: "There are still people practicing this kind of inferior magic."
When he was in charge of the Netherworld in his last life, he ordered the destruction of a batch of spells.
These spells were personally reviewed by him, and many of them had great side effects when practiced, and even the methods of cultivation were extremely cruel.
The spell of resentment of life is one of the spells that he destroyed in his previous life.
The method of practicing this spell is also extremely cruel. First, find a person who was born in a cloudy time, and silently arrange for him to live in misery and desolation all his life, and finally die in depression.
And after this kind of person dies, the resentment is also the strongest.
Afterwards, the monk will refine the soul of this person on an iron chain, and at the same time will melt a drop of blood into it.
? Every time the God of Resentment is used, it will have a very serious impact on the opponent's soul, making the opponent tired of coping.
However, although this spell is powerful, the process of cultivation is too cruel after all, and over time, the resentment of the resentful god will gradually affect the monks, making people manic and greedy.
Although I don't know how the destroyed spell fell here, Lu Yu is not afraid of this kind of incomplete ghost spell.
"Inferior?" Several men in black robes looked at each other and suddenly laughed out loud.
A man in black sneered: "Have you ever seen a really powerful spell? An alchemist who is also worthy to question my Yin Luozong's skills?"
Yin Luozong's exercises are treacherous and changeable, and every exercise and spell is extremely powerful.
Many people joined Yin Luozong just for the powerful exercises in it.
The precious spells they have worked so hard to obtain are actually called inferior by Lu Yu?
"I want his soul."
A man in black robe stood up and said with a sneer: "In my collection, there is still one alchemist missing. He is so young, so he should be able to survive for a long time."
The other men in black robes showed knowing smiles.
The Yin Luozong is in charge of hell, and many Yin Luozong disciples have the habit of taking other people's souls to improve their spells.
There are countless gods and souls in hell, and many of them fall into the hands of Yin Luozong, and they cannot die.
"Resentment God, now!"
Suddenly, a complex and cumbersome incantation was recited from the mouth of the black robe, and the iron chains wrapped around his body seemed to have life, and flew towards Lu Yu.
Looking around, these iron ropes are densely packed together, and people's screams and curses are mixed with them.
These voices are so noisy that even the bystanders feel dizzy.
"Ignorant, you just uttered wild words just now, do you know the gap between these exercises?" The man in black stretched out his hand, and the iron chain flew towards Lu Yu's eyebrows in an instant. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com