C1340 (1/2)

Lu Nanfeng's face suddenly changed, and he gritted his teeth and said, ”look for death!”

He is now in a position to win. If there is no accident, he will be the future leader of the Lu family.

Everyone should be polite to him. How dare he be so rude to himself?

”A person who depends on the elixir pile, even if you are in the Sanxian wonderland for a while, when your breath is weak, it will be your death time!” Lu Nanfeng gnaws his teeth.

He decided not to move for the time being, but the people in black didn't think so.

Lu Yu broke the cultivation of magic, and all the black robed people's faces were shocked at the same time.

This kind of magic can only be practiced by the monks who have contributed to the Yin Luo clan for many years. Lu Yu, how did he know?

”Your name is Wang Chen?” A dozen black robed men immediately surrounded Lu Yu and said, ”where did you learn the magic of complaining about God's destiny?”

What they practice is to blame God's life.

After getting the definite answer, Lu Yu sighed: ”this kind of inferior magic is still practiced.”

In his last life, when he was in charge of the nether world, he had ordered a number of spells to be destroyed.

These magic arts are reviewed by him personally. Many of them have great side effects. Even the methods of cultivation are extremely cruel.

This kind of magic is one of the magic that he destroyed in his last life.

The way to practice this magic is also extremely cruel. First, find a person born in Yin and arrange it silently, so that his life will be miserable and desolate, and finally he will die in depression.

And this kind of person dies, the resentment that produces is also strongest.

Later, the friar will refine the spirit of this man on a wire rope, and at the same time will melt a drop of blood into it.

Each time you use the rope, it will have a very serious impact on the spirit of the other party, making the other party tired to deal with it.