Peerless Taoist

The mountain stood tall amidst the smoke.    

The dragon-headed Daoist was nowhere to be seen. He had forcibly used the power of the dragons for his own use, but right now, the images of the dragon's power had completely disappeared. They had been ruthlessly crushed by Mount Tai.    

"What demonic technique did you use? I don't believe it!"    

The dragon-headed Daoist priest was enraged and roared as if he had gone mad.    

He suddenly shattered a rock and escaped from Mt. Tai's suppression.    

The dragon-headed Daoist who appeared once again no longer had that kind of imposing aura that stood in the horizon. He was like a normal Demonic Beast, becoming sparse and ordinary.    

Lu Yu smiled faintly: "I've said it before, this is the territory of the human race. "    

"And you can't win against me in the territory of the human race."    

Hearing this, the Dragon Head Daoist's body suddenly trembled, as if he had thought of something.    

That was in the ancient era of a long time ago. When the ancient demon attacked Mt. Tai, it paid a heavy price. Corpses were everywhere, and the ancient demon was also greatly injured in that war.    

He finally understood one thing.    

The Human Emperor's Cauldron was the ultimate treasure of the human race.    

And Mount Tai was the belief of the human race.    

As long as this place was still the territory of the human race, then the faith power of the human race would endlessly be poured into the two treasures, even allowing Mount Tai to suppress him in the form of a shadow.    

"Lu Yu, you really do have the bearing of the Human Emperor. It seems that I can't tolerate you anymore!"    

The dragon-headed Daoist roared in anger. He had been defeated by Lu Yu in a row, which made him furious.    

He suddenly raised his hand and made a grabbing motion. This time, he did not grab them one by one. Instead, he spread his fingers, as if he wanted to control everything in the world.    

"The dragon realm is ruled by ten thousand dragons!"    

The Dragon Head Daoist shouted loudly. He used his supreme divine ability to communicate with the heaven and earth, and forcefully absorbed the powerful power that the dragons had accumulated for ten thousand years!    

The Confucian Sect had used ten thousand years to accumulate a long river of energy.    

The dragons had also accumulated a vast amount of power over the years.    

This was the foundation of the dragons, and it was not something that could be easily used. Even a purple-and-gold divine dragon like Ao Guang rarely used it.    

However, the dragon-headed Taoist, who was the "great-grandfather" of the ancient demon, had a terrifyingly high status in the dragon race. He could casually take and take away all the foundation that the dragon race had accumulated.    

A total of thirty thousand majestic True Dragon phantoms occupied the place behind the Dragon Head Daoist.    

A world-destroying scene appeared in the sky above. Any one of the True Dragons here was enough to destroy many small worlds and other worlds, not to mention that when all these giants gathered together, the power they created was even more shocking.    

This time, the dragon-headed daoist was enraged.    

The more potential Lu Yu displayed, the more killing intent he had in his heart.    

The human race could never have a second Ying Zheng!    

When the aura had gathered to a certain degree, the Dragon Head Daoist suddenly let out a long cry, and all the golden dragons in the surroundings fused into his body, causing his strength to swell up greatly!    

At this moment, the dragon-headed daoist's eyes were burning with flames, and the space beneath his feet started to distort violently. A surge of power akin to that of ten thousand dragons surged within his chest.    

When Lu Yu used the Qi Gazing Technique, he suddenly frowned.    

He had a feeling that the power that the dragon-headed daoist possessed right now was already close to that of the ancient Ying Emperor.    

By now, Lu Yu could already sense that the Great Luo Golden Immortal and the Martial Emperor were not completely the same. There was also a difference between the two.    

And now, the dragon-headed Daoist was already approaching the level of the Ying Emperor.