When the iron rope was within a punch's distance of Lu Yu, it suddenly stopped.
Lu Yu's whole body suddenly released a white aura of greatness.
At this time, Lu Yu put one hand behind his back and stretched out the other hand to grasp the iron rope firmly without any effort.
"In the late stage of the Resentful God, it seems that there are quite a few people killed by you." Lu Yu's eyes let out a cold light.
If you want to refine the Soul of Resentment God, you need enough souls of revenge.
In order to gain strength, this man in black robe may have had his hands stained with blood.
Lu Yu would never hold back against such people.
Thinking of this, white light burst out from Lu Yu's palms, and the surrounding air was suddenly covered by a ball of awe-inspiring aura.
Zhila! Zhila!
Wisps of black energy instantly emitted from the iron rope.
The man in black robe felt a burning sensation in his palm, suddenly screamed and threw away the iron rope in his hand.
Opening his hand, he saw a distinct scar on his palm.
"What's going on!" The black robe was shocked, and suddenly thought of a possibility, and exclaimed: "You are a Confucian cultivator!"
The other men in black robes were all shocked.
But soon, their eyes looking at Lu Yu were filled with murderous intent.
The leader of the men in black robes showed a cruel smile: "No wonder you are so confident, you are still a scholar. I originally planned to recruit you, but it is a pity that you must be killed today."
Confucianism, Taoism, and magic have great restraint on ghost cultivators like them.
Some ghost cultivators with low cultivation will even be instantly wiped out by the huge aura of awe.
Therefore, all the Confucian and Taoist sects in the Northern Territory were wiped out by the Yinluo Sect, and very few remained.
"Die!"
Several men in black robes around him shouted loudly at the same time, and countless iron ropes flew out of the sky and stabbed Lu Yu.
The siege has begun!
Each of the nineteen Yinluo Sect monks is a powerful person in the Supreme Realm.
These people used ghost techniques at the same time, and there was a cloud of black energy everywhere around them.
As for Lu Yu, there was only one person.
A trace of contempt flashed in Lu Nanfeng's eyes: "Calculate the time, the effectiveness of his elixir should have dissipated, right? So many people besieged him, tsk tsk, I'm afraid not even the body will be left."
Several elders who had defected took the opportunity to say: "This is the person Lu Zhenhai invited. What he does has nothing to do with our third branch. Our third branch will always be loyal to you."
Lu Nanfeng said proudly: "Don't worry, when I become the clan leader, I will not miss out on your benefits."
However, a cold light also flashed in his eyes.
He will not keep any of these people.
Just as Lu Yu said, the group of people in front of him are just a bunch of villains who are greedy for profit.
Seeing that he is so powerful today, this group of people defected to him. If a stronger one comes in the future, there is no guarantee that these people will not betray him.
Of course these elders didn't know what Lu Nanfeng was thinking.
"Fortunately, I just made sense and defected to Lu Nanfeng early."
"Lu Wudi has been in seclusion for too long, and there is no decent strong person around him to help him. Once this kid dies, and then kills Lu Zhenhai, he will really be alone and helpless."
Almost everyone thought Lu Yu was dead.
The densely arranged black iron ropes stretched across the sky, emitting unparalleled pressure.
All the iron ropes only covered Lu Yu's original location, making it difficult for outsiders to see what was going on inside.
"This boy's spirit should be dead." A man in black robe said with a faint smile.
He was about to take back the iron rope.
Click!
With a soft sound, a clear crack suddenly appeared on the surface of the iron ropes that were originally wrapped together.