Peerless Taoist

Infinite merits and virtues are blessed on Lu Yu.

At this moment, Lu Yu seemed to have the light of a saint.

In ancient times, hell was ruled by the ghost emperor, and no one dared to touch it at all.

Now, the original owner of the whole hell is gone, or only an avatar of the ghost emperor.

Lu Yu killed Zhu Rong's incarnation, so the incarnation of the ghost emperor is no exception.

Ten thousand ghosts.

Twenty thousand ghosts.

100000 ghosts.

The number of ghosts in this layer of hell is decreasing rapidly at a terrible speed.

The power accumulated in Lu Yu's body is growing rapidly.

Those merits and virtues from all directions are transformed into mana in Lu Yu's body and form a dazzling real dragon in the cave!

Roar——

A dragon roar burst out from Lu Yu's chest.

The strong voice swept all directions, and the columns of the main hall trembled.

The power of Kowloon!

Nine are the most extreme of all practices!

No matter which realm, when you reach the Ninth level, it means perfection, and so does power.

Even ancient immortals, to this degree of power, has been regarded as the limit.

Lu Yu doesn't even need to consume mana now. He can easily tear up a psychic magic weapon just by virtue of his physical strength.

He doesn't need magic weapons at all, because he himself is the most tenacious weapon!

"In ancient times, the strength of physical cultivation was obviously stronger in the same realm. However, it was difficult and dangerous for physical cultivation to break through a realm. If I didn't have this opportunity, I'm afraid it would be absolutely impossible for me to step into this level."

Lu Yu closes his eyes and silently feels the surging power in his body.

But here, it's not the end.

As those ghosts continue to be transformed, the merits and virtues pouring in from all directions are becoming stronger and stronger!

"Maybe I can use this power to try to light the lamp of longevity."

Lu yupan sat on the ground, his mind falling into the cave in his body.

In front of the gate of the avenue, the candle was still standing there alone, without half a light.

Seeing the ancient monk who lit the lamp of longevity just now, Lu Yu immediately knew the mystery of the candle.

Even in the past tens of thousands of years, the monk's body is still as bloody as a dragon and does not rot at all.

Lu Yu walked towards the lamp of eternal life.

When this step falls, it is like a mountain of Tai pressing the top. The power of ten thousand Jun is hidden on his legs. Each step is very difficult.

Boom!

The merits shrouded around Lu Yu began to burn rapidly, as if endless merits were burning into Qi and blood to supply Lu Yu.

Another step down.

Ten steps away from the lamp of eternal life!

If you put these ten steps outside, you can reach them in a moment. But in front of Lu Yu here, it is like a crack in heaven and earth. It is difficult to get to the other side.

Lu Yu took another step. At this moment, there are still nine steps away from the lamp of eternal life.

Wisps of blood seeped from Lu Yu's skin, and his blood began to consume wildly.

At the same time, the merits and virtues outside are constantly replenishing qi and blood. The two sides are like a tug of war. You come and I go.

This is a great test of the tenacity of a person's meridians. If a person with fragile meridians dares to act like this, he will have already broken his meridians and become a useless person.

"This boy is crazy. Dare to play like this!" a monkey exclaimed in the storage bag.