Peerless Taoist

The dragon-headed daoist's eyes were filled with killing intent, and his entire body was flickering with a bright light.    

"Heaven and Earth Realm?"    

Lu Yu frowned, and keenly caught the words of the Dragon Head Daoist.    

It was an unfamiliar word, but Lu Yu knew that the Dragon Head Daoist definitely wasn't speaking without thinking.    

Seeing Lu Yu's confused expression, the dragon-headed Taoist laughed. "An aboriginal is an aboriginal. You don't know anything, yet you want to fight with me!"    

After he finished speaking, the dragon-headed Daoist suddenly took the lead and attacked.    

His dragon claws were sharp, and the space that they swept past began to collapse inch by inch. The terrifying power created a ruthless wave of air that swept out.    

The city walls of Guang Yin City were tall and sturdy, but they were affected by the wave of impact. Pieces of bricks shattered and fell down.    

"Your Majesty!"    

In the sky, all the Qin soldiers were anxious. They did not expect the Dragon Head Daoist to be so strong, to be able to destroy the heavens and earth with a single strike. How were they supposed to defend against this?    

Even Big Black's hair stood on end, as it hid in the storage bag, not daring to say anything.    

What kind of terrifying power was this?    

Back then, even many Great Luo Golden Immortals would not be able to withstand such an attack.    

However, Lu Yu's expression was indifferent. He took a step forward, and the bronze cauldron behind him also let out a rumbling sound. A golden light that was tens of thousands of meters long flashed out from the bronze cauldron.    

At this moment, the bronze cauldron had three feet that steadily stepped in the air, and its surface was carved with countless people of the human race. There were ordinary people, as well as nobles, generals, ministers, and tribal chiefs. Their faces all appeared and disappeared on the bronze cauldron.    

They were formed by the belief of the human race.    

There were too many people in the world who believed in the God of Berserkers. Some believed in the God of Berserkers, some believed in the God of Luo, some believed in the Buddha, and some believed in the Dao...    

However, no matter how much they believed in the Dao, they all shared the same belief in the Human Emperor!    

This belief was extremely pure. It was not filled with ambition and benefits like praying to God or Buddha. It was purely out of respect for the heart.    

Lu Yu was not the real Human Emperor yet, but he was recognized by the Ninth Great Emperor!    

"Even though you have the power of ten thousand kilograms, I have hundreds of millions of people from the human race who believe in you."    

Lu Yu raised his head, and after saying that, he directly pushed the bronze cauldron over.    

"Boom!"    

The dragon-headed daoist was caught off guard and was sent flying dozens of meters away by the bronze cauldron. He spat out blood repeatedly, and each mouthful of blood emitted a faint light and a supreme power.    

The move he used just now was as if it had been immersed in mud, and he was unable to unleash all of his strength.    

The terrifying attack was completely dissolved by the limitless faith of the human race.    

The dragon-headed Daoist couldn't help but feel shocked and furious. He suddenly realized that he was fighting on the territory of the human race. If he couldn't kill Lu Yu quickly, his ending would only get worse.    

Cheers came from below. Many people couldn't help but rejoice when they saw Lu Yu send the dragon-headed daoist flying. The scene was quite lively.    

This would bring more faith.    

Outsiders could not see it.    

However, in the eyes of the Dragon Head Daoist, there was clearly an endless amount of pure faith energy that surged into the huge bronze cauldron in Lu Yu's hand like a tide.    

It could be imagined that Lu Yu's strength would continue to increase until it surpassed his!    

"A furious roar of a tyrannosaurus, ten thousand dragons returning to their nest!"    

The Dragon Head Daoist suddenly became angry and used supreme techniques to capture him out of thin air.    

Streams of pure magical energy, the magical energy flying dragons that were being controlled by him, were grasped in the palm of his hand, and then poured into the back of his head, forming a circle of light that was surrounded by ten thousand dragons.