With a bang, a streak of black mana suddenly burst out from Yin Jueming's body.
The majestic mana condensed on the top of Yin Jueming's head, and finally formed the appearance of an eight-armed Shura, which was very terrifying.
Yin Jueming took a step forward and punched Lu Wudi hard.
At the same time, behind him, the huge eight-armed Shura suddenly stretched out his palm, and bombarded Landing Invincible heavily.
Ka Ka Ka!
On the surrounding ground, countless stone bricks flew directly from the ground and flew towards Lu Wudi because they couldn't bear the powerful pressure.
"He is stronger than Yinlifeng!" Lu Wudi's face darkened, and he was about to make a move.
But at this moment, wearing a green shirt, he suddenly appeared in front of Lu Wudi.
Lu Yu took a step forward and appeared in front of Lu Wudi in an instant.
"It's you!" Lu Wudi recognized Lu Yu.
If it weren't for Lu Yu, he would probably have been suffering from erysipelas all the time and would have no chance of getting out.
Lu Wudi anxiously shouted: "Get out of the way!"
Lu Yu is nothing more than a supreme being, but the opposite is a strong man in the Immortal Realm of Yin Luozong.
"At this time, there are still people who will die for Lu Wudi?" Yin Jueming sneered: "Since you want to die so much, I will help you."
After saying that, Yin Jueming let out a long cry, and the eight-armed Shura slammed heavily towards Lu Yu.
"Nine Dragons Overlord Body!" Lu Yu suddenly released a powerful mana from his body, and there was a faint roar of dragons around him. He took a step forward and punched out.
Boom¡ª¡ª
The ferocious air wave immediately spread from the center where the two fought to the surroundings.
"What a lot of strength!" Yin Jueming's face changed, and then he laughed angrily: "Fight against me with physical strength, court death!"
Yin Jueming suddenly chanted an ancient and cumbersome mantra, and on top of his solid body, there were many petite characters, densely covering his skin.
He opened his mouth wide, and the phantom of the eight-armed Shura in the air was instantly swallowed into his body.
At the same time, Yin Jueming's body swelled several times, almost three times the height of ordinary people.
"Let's come again!" Yin Jueming's voice became much rougher.
Lu Yu's eyes were fixed: "Borrow the soul of hell to strengthen yourself?"
Naturally, Lu Yu could see through this kind of spell at a glance.
Having been dismantled by the spell, Yin Jueming snorted coldly, and roared angrily: "Playing tricks, let me see how I dismantle you alive today!"
Lu Yu didn't talk nonsense with him, and directly displayed the Taichu body, fighting with him.
There were loud noises in the air, the movement of the two was too fast, and many ordinary monks around could only catch the phantoms of the two, but could not see their moves clearly.
"The black dragon's claws!" Lu Yu spotted the opponent's opportunity and cast a spell brazenly.
A black dragon claw suddenly clasped Yin Jueming's shoulder, and with a sizzling sound, it tore off a piece of flesh in an instant.
Yin Jueming struggled to hold on, and he always felt that his own strength seemed to be suppressed, unable to fully display it.
"Sura is a high-level existence in hell. I borrowed the law to use it. How could I not be able to compare with this mere boy!" Yin Jueming cried out in his heart.
He could feel that the yin energy he borrowed from the law collapsed under Lu Yu's fist.
And with the disappearance of these yin qi, his strength was also weakened little by little.
Seeing this, Yin Lifeng and the other elders were also shocked.
This Wang Chen, even the Lord of the Eighth Hall could not suppress him.
"Could it be that he is a strong Sanxian, thishow is this possible!" Yin Lifeng trembled. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com