"Not good!"
Before Lu Qingfeng could react, he was tightly bound by a rope.
This time.
The third time captured.
"..."
Lu Qingfeng fell onto Qingyun, trying to struggle, but the more he struggled, the tighter it became.
Wanting to perform transformations, he was short by a thread, as both mana and primordial spirit were confined, the power within the rope was boundless, making it extremely difficult to break free.
In an instant.
He reverted to his original form, becoming a green bamboo.
"This humble monk's Demon-binding Rope can bind even the Upper Immortals of the Jie Sect, Marshal of the Heavenly Canopy, you'd better not struggle." Lu Qingfeng, in the form of a green bamboo, heard the Xuan Music.
"Manjusri Bodhisattva."
"Demon-binding Rope."
The branches and leaves of the green bamboo swayed, devoid of divine skills.
On the other side.
