Peerless Taoist

Lu Yu suddenly stretched out his hand, grabbed the collar of Shura God's son directly from the air and threw him back.

Boom! Boom!

The son of Shura fell heavily to the ground and knocked over a piece of tables and chairs.

Lu Yu strode forward and said in a cold voice, "you can't run away. Give me the divine blood and let you suffer less."

The son of Shura fell to the ground, and a touch of blood spilled from the corners of his mouth, but a strange smile appeared on his face.

"What are you talking about? I can't understand what you're talking about. This is the imperial palace. I advise you not to touch me. Otherwise, you'll be killed!"

Seeing that he could not escape, the son of Shura simply did not escape and looked at Lu Yu calmly.

Nearby, the other two old men had already been in a cold sweat.

They originally plotted a big deal with Chen Ming. Chen Ming must not die here.

"Come on, come on! Someone broke in!"

The two old men resolutely withdrew and shouted.

Hearing the cry outside, the smile on the son of Shura's face was more prosperous.

"Although I don't know what you're talking about, I can know very well that if you don't go now, you will be very unlucky for a while." the son of Shura sneered.

"Unlucky for me?"

Lu Yu snorted coldly, and suddenly his figure moved directly to the son of Shura.

Then, one punch hit and hit the son of Shura heavily.

Boom!

I only heard a crackling sound of broken bones in the bones of the son of Shura. The Shura God's son turned white and suddenly spewed a big mouthful of blood. The whole person had been depressed to the extreme.

"Your Divine blood, I laughed."

Lu Yu pointed a finger and a touch of sword Qi at the fingertip directly pierced the heart of Shura God son.

"Ah!" the son of Shura uttered a shrill scream.

Golden blood flowed from the heart wound of the son of Shura.

As soon as these blood appeared, it was obviously incompatible with the surrounding space. As if a high-level God appeared on the low level, there was a violent fluctuation in the surrounding space.

"Sure enough, it's a God just born. What pure divine blood!"

Lu Yu was shocked.

Whether he obtained the divine blood from the later earth God or the blood god, it was far less pure than this drop of divine blood.

In the later stage of the cultivation of ordinary gods, the minds of countless believers will be mottled and complex, which is not as pure as at first.

Some people believe in gods just to get better Kung Fu. Some people believe in gods just to get enough influence background.

Even if believers poison their faith, others cannot detect it, but it is enough to poison the gods directly.

The original Mi Fei is a clear example.

Therefore, those divine blood will also be doped with some impurities, and the quality is far better than this drop.

"Give it to me, give it to me!"

Seeing that the divine blood left his body, the son of Shura immediately fell into madness and desperately began to snatch the divine blood from Lu Yu's hand.

That's his foundation.

If there is no God's blood, it is equivalent to that he has lost the position of inheriting the Shura God. He will even be punished by the family for not taking good care of the Shura God's blood.

"Sneak into the imperial court. Since I found out, you don't want to leave."

Lu Yu kicked Shura's son to the ground, his eyes cold.

Just then, behind Lu Yu, there was a sonorous and powerful sound of footsteps.