Peerless Daoist

The voice of the God of Shura roared like that from the nine heavens.

This voice, like a decree, spread all over the country. All the people who heard the voice could not help but feel a sense of submission.

Soon, the mysterious forces around him eroded in the direction of the landing plume and quickly came to Lu Yu.

"Trying to erode my life."

Lu Yu flicked his fingers, and a burning talisman appeared in his palm.

This talisman is an ancient Chinese character. When the talisman has appeared, the tyrannical pressure suddenly falls on the whole divine land.

Even as the owner of this land, he felt a thrill.

"Who are you! Are you the gods of ancient times The God of Shura roared.

In this pressure, he felt a trace of existence that crushed him.

This is the prestige that only a god higher than him can send out.

"Even ancient gods, you are only attached to a mortal. As long as I devour you, my divinity can go further

A touch of greed swept through the eyes of the God of Shura, and the power to control the erosion of the years came again.

His body, faintly sends out a black air, condenses a huge Shura Dharma on his head.

This is the original Dharma form of the gods, which surpasses the Dharma form imagined by ordinary monks.

"Mortal? You say, who is mortal! "

Lu Yu is in the fierce fire of the God of fire, and his eyes are cold at the Shura God.

That mysterious force to Lu Yu's side, but has no impact on him.

"How could it be!" The God of Shura was shocked.

His magic power of years, even for many powerful Daojun, will feel headache.

But it's useless here.

However, he did not know that Lu Yu's incarnation of the God of fire was a high-level God in the ancient heaven.

Such a God is not a future God like Shura can challenge.

Boom!

Lu Yu controls the shadow of the fire god. Without hesitation, Lu Yu slaps the altar with one hand.

"Not good!"

The God of Shura originally calm face, finally appeared a trace of panic.

Unexpectedly, Lu Yu's target is not him at all, but the altar behind him.

With the rupture of the altar, the innumerable souls stored in it immediately poured out like a spring.

These souls are all under the control of the Shura God, caught here and slaughtered.

Now, all the souls that helped Shura recover are gone. It will take a long time for him to regain his strength in those years.

"So your noumenon is inside!"

Lu Yu's eyes turned purple. He used the ancient martial art of looking at Qi to understand everything inside the altar.

There's an arm buried in the ground.

That arm, ancient, vicissitudes, as if all the charm of heaven and earth are contained in it.

But the most striking is the finger above the arm.

Five fingers, only four fingers.

"It is said that when Emperor Taiqian suppressed the Shura God, he personally cut off a finger on each of his hands to show his punishment. It turns out that this is true! "

Lu Yu just swallowed up the ghost of too dry, many memories are not complete.

However, looking at the arm in front of you, the legend about the God of Shura being cut off should be true.

The cut of the emperor of heaven is equivalent to the attack of the road. Even if the power of the Shura God can reach the sky, he will never grow a fifth finger.