Peerless Taoist

Lu Yu is still in a coma at the moment. His figure is particularly eye-catching in the huge palm print pit.

Several people in black felt the strong breath from Lu Yu. They looked at each other and dared not approach.

Lu Yu's face is as like as two peas describing the young man who described the hell in hell. Several black robed people were not sure whether Lu Yu was the one who killed in hell.

But the only thing I can say for sure is. Lu Yu must not be easy to survive in this kind of palm.

The young Lord of Yinluo swept a deep pit of palm prints. It doesn't matter. His eyes were directly attracted.

"It's the nether world!" Yin Luo's young master jumped in his heart.

That day, he and Lu Wuyi were the focus of the competition. But Lu Yu, who was born in the sky, took everything that should have belonged to him.

Since then, everyone in the world has been talking about the Youming who won the all sky contest and became the supreme elder of Lingxiao sect.

As for his Yin Luo young Lord, his proud boy identity has become a kind of irony.

A man who usually doesn't show mountains and dew has become a disciple of Wensheng.

And he, who claims to be a peerless Tianjiao, is just a little boy.

This contrast almost made Yin Luo Shaozhu jealous and crazy. He wanted to tear Lu Yusheng to pieces.

This time, the Xiliang region launched a large-scale attack on Middle Earth, which was fueled by the shadow of Yinluo sect. Young Lord Yinluo wanted to take revenge on Lingxiao sect. I didn't expect to meet Lu Yu here.

"In the past, catch him for me!" a trace of hatred flashed in the eyes of Yin Luo young master.

Now that I met Lu Yu, I can't let him escape under his eyelids.

The people in black around immediately grabbed at the direction of the landing feather.

Several people put their hands on Lu Yu's shoulders and pulled them out, but they were suddenly stunned.

They were shocked to find that Lu Yu's whole body seemed to be rooted in the earth.

No matter how hard they use, they can't move Lu Yu at all.

"I don't believe it yet!" a black robed man snorted coldly, and a force burst out in his palm.

His cultivation is not weak. At this time, it is not difficult to completely explode his strength, even to move half of the mountain.

However, Lu Yu still did not move.

"A bunch of rubbish, I'll come!" the young master of Yinluo snorted with a hand, his arm looked outward, and a huge magic power condensed into a claw in mid air and grabbed it towards the landing feather.

Mana's palm was about to catch Lu Yu, but at this time, a cold chill suddenly burst out from Lu Yu's side.

A cold hum sounded, and the mana palm of the Yin Luo little Lord suddenly burst out of the air.

From Lu Yu's side, wisps of black smoke and dust appeared, and an old man slowly walked out of the smoke and dust.

"Give it to me, get out!" as soon as the old man opened his mouth, the powerful pressure immediately rushed back several black robed people wandering nearby.

Those people in black fell to the ground far away and exclaimed, "the most powerful?"

The old man in front of him was the ancestor of the star soul accepted by Lu Yu at that time.

After practicing in Lu Yu's storage bag for a long time, the ancestor of Xinghun finally became a zombie and successfully practiced the generals' skill.

In the war that Lu Yu had experienced before, the ancestor of Xinghun just looked at it and felt that he was about to lose his soul. He didn't dare to do it at all.

Now, those strong ones have left, and the ancestor of Xinghun naturally wants to protect Lu Yu.