Peerless Taoist

Boom!

A loud noise broke all the flying swords.

The seven elders, who were still crazy, suddenly changed their face.

His flying sword is a magic skill of Xuanxian level.

Can't even take Lu Yu's move?

"I see. The green lotus God should just encourage others. It seems that you are his diehard loyalty. It took so much faith to only promote you to Xuanxian." Lu Yu said faintly.

He had already seen that there was an extremely strong power of faith in the seven elders.

The seven elders are not gods, so the power of faith should be given to him by the gods.

The power of so many beliefs is enough for a genius to directly become a master in the later stage of Xuanxian, and may even touch the edge of the Lord.

Unfortunately, the seven elders are rotten wood.

The only thing he can be useful to Qinglian God is his loyalty.

However, this kind of Xuanxian realm obtained by pulling up seedlings and encouraging others is not even as good as ordinary Xuanxian in the early stage. How can it be Lu Yu's opponent?

"What kind of cultivation are you? How could it be?" the seven elders were like frightened birds, and immediately prepared to escape.

His judgment of Lu Yu was indeed wrong.

To be exact, the seven elders didn't see through it at all. What was the state of Lu Yu's cultivation.

So he inferred from experience that a friar of this age could not be higher than heaven.

"Don't go yet. I still have a lot of things to know." Lu Yu chased up directly.

Seeing Lu Yu following behind, the seven elders immediately showed ferocity.

"Boy, although I don't know what strange means you used, I will kill you today!" the seven elders suddenly shouted and turned around suddenly.

In his mouth, he began to recite a complex spell.

This spell is full of evil words just as some wizards are sacrificing.

With the completion of the mantra, the muscles of the seven elders expanded violently again.

The green lotus tattoo on his right arm also began to emit a faint blue light.

In Lu Yu's Qi watching skill, the power of faith converges on the seven elders from all directions.

"There are so many believers of Qinglian God now." Lu Yu was shocked.

Over the years, Qinglian God has established his foothold in Beiyan and vigorously developed believers.

Such a strong power of faith would never happen if emperor Taiqian was still there.

"You should be the core member of Qinglian sect. Just catch you and ask." Lu Yu murmured.

Seeing that there was no panic on Lu Yu's face, the seven elders immediately felt ignored.

"Ignorant child, when I peel off your skin, you will know what regret is." the seven elders sneered.

But as soon as his voice fell, he suddenly felt a figure in front of him.

It turned out to be Lu Yu. In an instant, he came to Qichang's face.

Then Lu Yu slapped him.

Pop!

Just a slap, the whole body of the seven elders followed and rotated quickly in mid air for two times, and then fell heavily to the ground.

The flesh, which originally exudes a terrible smell, is vulnerable in Lu Yu's hands.

"I ask you, where is the green lotus God hiding now?" Lu Yu asked coldly, stepping on the head of the seven elders.

"Little boy, I'm going to kill you!" the seven elders were angry and began to struggle.