He patted the seven-colored jade belt on his waist with his left hand and took out the immortal-binding rope.
He poured his pure spiritual energy into it and shouted,"go!"
Whoosh!
The immortal Binding rope turned into a golden light, and the speed was too fast as it bound him.
Although Zhu wudao saw it, if he wasn't injured, it would be really easy for him to break the immortal Binding rope with his cultivation.
But now ...
He had been injured by Pei Yuanqing before, and his injuries had not recovered yet. He wanted to resist the immortal Binding rope, but he did not have the ability.
He had clearly captured its movement trajectory, but his hands couldn't keep up.
With a flash of golden light, the immortal Binding rope descended from the sky and bound his body.
Without waiting for him to break free, it suddenly tightened and quickly contracted, tightly binding him together. Even the heaven splitting blade in his hand fell to the ground.
Then ...