Emperor Yama's eyes were full of unwillingness, blood overflowed from his mouth, and his eyes were bloodshot.
The judge's pen had the imprint of his soul on it, but it was blatantly destroyed by Lu Yu at this moment, which immediately caused a backlash on him.
The backlash only hurts the physical body.
But Emperor Yama, even his Taoist mind was a little unstable.
In his last life, he surrendered to Lu Yu and was just a ghost king.
Now that he had turned into a master, he found that he still couldn't see through Lu Yu. The powerful immortal weapon was refined in the blink of an eye. Emperor Yama could not understand how Lu Yu did it.
"From the moment you attacked Nianqiu, I wanted to kill you."
"It's just a pity that there was a war in heaven, so you lived a little longer."
Lu Yu said lightly: "As for why the fairy weapon can't hurt me, it's because I'm different from you..."
Emperor Yama's pupils shrank, as if he heard shocking words.
"You are mortals, and I am an immortal!"
Lu Yu approached step by step, holding the judge's pen in his hand, and gently tapped the tip of the pen on Emperor Yama's forehead.
Emperor Yama, who was so powerful in the Netherworld, his eyes became dim at this moment, his mouth opened, he let out a final silent struggle, and then slowly closed it again.
Boom!
With the death of Emperor Yama, the surrounding divine realm immediately collapsed.
The fragments of the broken realm were scattered in the wind, and people outside finally saw the scene inside.
"The Emperor has been killed!"
"Oh my god, the emperor is actually dead, how is this possible!"
Many members of the Yama family cried out in grief, as they could no longer sense the vitality of Emperor Yama.
Thousands of temples located in Fengdu City collapsed. The statue symbolizing Emperor Yama now has no luster and has become just like an ordinary stone.
The monks of the Yan family went crazy, they could not bear the news of their emperor's death.
The few surviving old monsters from the Yan family fell into silence and actually chose to turn around and leave at the same time!
Emperor Yama had just unleashed his divine domain and had already gathered all their strength.
If they were all killed in such a situation, then even if they stepped forward, it would be meaningless.
There is nothing to say when a strong man cuts off his wrist. As long as they still exist, the Yan family will not die. These old monsters that have existed for a long time have already thoroughly studied many rules of the spiritual world.
"Don't leave either, just be buried with your emperor."
Lu Yu's voice sounded loudly, and then he strode out and chased those old monsters of the Yan family.
The situation has taken a shocking turn.
Before, it was a group of strong men from the Yan family who besieged Lu Yu, but now it was the opposite, and it became a unilateral massacre by Lu Yu alone.
Boom!
Another old monster died, and the Yan family's overall luck dropped again.
The Yan family is ambitious and wants to establish a Netherworld dynasty, march into the heavens, and make countless people bow their heads.
However, such dreams stop there.
There was a sea of fire everywhere in the Yan family, and there were noisy noises, running sounds, and shouts of killing one after another. It completely lost the appearance of the Netherworld Holy Land in the past.
There were countless thunderous roars in the sky, which were the masters of Lu Yu and the Yan family fighting each other. These battles took place above the clouds, and monks with slightly lower cultivation levels could not catch them with the naked eye.
"Dead again!"
"No one of the old monsters of the Yan family is still alive, they all died here!"
In Fengdu City, countless people screamed in shock. They watched with their own eyes as heads were randomly thrown by Lu Yu to the gate of the Yan family palace, and gradually built up into a hill.