C665 (1/2)

As Lu Yu recited the incantations in his mouth, a white light suddenly shrouded the surroundings.

Even if these friars have accomplishments, they can't help closing their eyes in the fierce light.

There was no scream.

There was only a ”poop poo poo” sound, as if the ice fell into the fire.

The original roar of those ancient demons gradually dissipated, and finally turned into nothingness in the dazzling white light.

It took a long time for them to wake up from the light of the day.

Look around.

On the ground, there are lumps of coke.

The shadows that had intended to kill them had long been gone.

There was also a burning smell in the air, which was very pungent.

He Qianqian and others were stunned in situ.

It was a long time.

A disciple then trembled and said, ”I am dazzled. Those who are strong out of the body are dead?”

Die in the hands of the boy who only has the cultivation of mana realm?

How could it be?

Maybe it was the white light just now, which was from Lu Yu's magic weapon.

Thinking of this, people are relieved.

Song Han disdained to say: ”this boy comes out to pretend to be quite similar, but he has a magic weapon in his hand. What's great about it?”

He had forgotten how embarrassed he had been.

Lu Yu gradually withdrew his magic, and a light flashed through his eyes.

If you let an ordinary mana state cast this kind of spell, I'm afraid that before the spell is cast, people will have exhausted their mana and died.

But Lu Yu is different.

No one's holy spring will be like him in the shape of a country.

Most of the holy springs of ordinary people are the size of a courtyard.

One courtyard, one day.

The gap is obvious.