Peerless Taoist

Lu Yu sits on the purple cloud, like the Supreme Master on the cloud and a real immortal outside the sky.

Behind Lu Yu, countless purple Qi gathered into a huge true immortal Dharma phase, which was the ancestor of Taihua in ancient times.

The strong will generated by the ancient Kung Fu broke Xu Guizong's momentum in an instant.

If we say, Xu Guizong's momentum is like a long sword, chopping heavily on people. Lu Yu's Dharma phase is to turn himself into an iron like shield to defend all the attacks in front of him.

"Good thief, I don't know where to get the good fortune, but I can still master such exquisite magic. But what do you think you can do with your ability?"

Xu Guizong's eyes shine, and his palm constantly urges powerful spells, either dragon shaped or jackal and leopard.

With one hand pointing to the sky and the other to the ground, he was glittering with gold and his eyes showed divine light.

"Heaven and earth god Buddha, ten thousand methods to kill!"

Every voice of Xu Guizong left a resounding echo in the void.

As those loud voices echoed, the surrounding void law seemed to be affected. Each loud noise made the surrounding void begin to tremble violently.

The golden light emerged from behind Xu Guizong, and finally formed a golden Buddha behind him.

"Buddhist practice?"

As soon as Lu Yu frowned, the Dharma Minister of Taihua Sutra greeted him.

Pei Tianguang once investigated Xu Guizong, who was passed on by a Buddhist monk by chance. From then on, it soared to the sky and soon became one of the top powers in the world.

Although he didn't really become a monk and step into Buddhism, he has a high position in Buddhism.

Some Buddhist experts regard Xu Guizong as the descendant of the Buddhist monk. They not only give him extremely rich resources, but also countless strong people to guide Xu Guizong.

With the help of this degree, Xu Guizong's strength has improved, which is not too much.

Boom——

The Dharma phase of Taihua's ancestors collided violently with the Golden Buddha.

At this moment, Lu Yu felt a holy breath, shrouded in front of him.

The breath was also mixed with the power of Buddhism, as if a monk was constantly reciting scriptures, full of compassion and peace.

If a person with weak will is faced with such moves, he is likely to really listen to the voice of the Buddhist sutra, put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on his own.

In the battle, every mistake may be hated for thousands of years. You can't even move the murderous spirit, let alone defeat each other.

"Want to influence my will? Don't think!"

Lu Yu's mouth gave out a burst of old and rampant laughter. In his mind, he thought of the empty shadow of Mingming God. The Buddhist will that originally began to affect Lu Yu was broken in front of Lu Yu.

At this moment, Lu Yu's will was extremely firm, and no one could influence him.

Under the heavy bombardment of Taihua's ancestors, the Golden Buddha in front of Lu Yu began to break inch by inch, and dense cracks appeared on the surface.

"Go!" seeing that the situation was bad, Xu Feng turned and ran away.

His heart was already terrified. The magic weapon he carried contained the will of God and marquis.

Now, even the will of Shenwei hou can't affect the assassin.

Xu Feng knew that if he continued to stay here, he would probably die here.

"Where are you going!"

Lu Yu snorted coldly, filled his hands with purple Qi, and waved his fist out.