Peerless Taoist

The moment Lu Yu saw the doll, he knew what method Xu Yibai was going to use.    

This Cursing doll was a spell created by the first few evil cultivators.    

After many generations of study by the heretics, more and more mysterious spells appeared. This spell was gradually outdated and no one used it anymore.    

Although the effects of the Cursed Puppet were also rather heaven defying, it had a fatal weakness, and that was that it might backfire.    

If the person who controlled the figurine did not have a high cultivation level, but wanted to use this figurine to control a person with a higher cultivation level, it would most likely result in the opposite effect.    

If it was light, it would cost some cultivation level, but if it was serious, it might even cause his soul to be injured.    

Therefore, many evil cultivators had abandoned this kind of magic a long time ago.    

However, they never thought that this magic, which was treated as a waste by countless evil cultivators, would actually be treated as a treasure here.    

It was as if someone had already thrown away a piece of junk, yet it was treated as a precious treasure and treasured here.    

However, Xu Yibai did not realize what Lu Yu was thinking at all.    

When he saw that Lu Yu wasn't moving at all, he couldn't help but sneer, "What's wrong? Weren't you arrogant just now? Why are you being controlled now?"    

Yuwen Jian was in the air. When he touched this Cursed Puppet, he would struggle for a while.    

But this Lu Yu in front of him was actually directly controlled in front of his face.    

It could be seen that this person's will was not firm at all.    

Subconsciously, Xu Yibai also looked down on Lu Yu.    

Lu Yu shook his head and said faintly, "I just didn't think that your magic would be so inferior. It seems that the inheritance of the evil cultivator you obtained isn't some big sect."    

After saying that, Lu Yu coldly harrumphed. His voice actually had a trace of a dragon's roar.    

Puchi!    

The Cursed Puppet in Xu Yibai's hand was unable to withstand Lu Yu's dragon's roar, and it actually ripped apart from the middle.    

As the Cursed Puppet shattered, a faint black gas immediately drifted out from the shattered cotton.    

Xu Yibai was caught off guard, and this wisp of black gas was sucked into his body.    

"What is this? Eh! Ah! Ah!" Xu Yibai was slightly startled, and immediately hugged his head in pain.    

At this moment, his head seemed to have been pierced by countless sharp arrows, and he felt an unbearable tearing pain.    

At the same time, countless figures seemed to have appeared in front of Xu Yibai.    

These figures all died miserable deaths. They stared at Xu Yibai with bloodshot eyes, and loudly questioned why he had killed them.    

These people were all the people Xu Yibai controlled and killed previously.    

Although the Cursed Puppet could control the other party's soul, correspondingly, it would leave a very heavy mark on the caster's body.    

Normally, one wouldn't be able to see it, but once it suffered a backlash, it would suffer extremely serious consequences.    

Xu Yibai could originally suppress this backlash.    

This was also because he had never encountered an opponent.    

He should never have provoked Lu Yu.    

Lu Yu broke through the curse doll's spell and was immediately attacked by the surrounding resentment. He was on the verge of collapsing.    

He closed his eyes in pain and two lines of blood flowed out of his eyes.    

"Elder, save me... save me!" Xu Yibai turned around and begged for help from the Seventh Elder.    

However, the Seventh Elder showed an impatient expression and kicked him aside. "Useless trash."    

Even though Xu Yibai had already sided with the Blue Lotus God, in the Seventh Elder's eyes, he was just a chess piece that could be abandoned at any time.