Peerless Taoist

Many people had never seen such a powerful killing move in their entire lives. They didn't even dare to imagine that a move could be used like this.    

"Peng!"    

Lu Yu took another step forward. His fist and palm contained a destructive aura. Under the terrifying pressure, another million evil spirits were turned into ashes.    

At this moment, a vacuum had formed in front of Lu Yu.    

There were no longer any evil spirits that could stand in front of Lu Yu normally. All the evil spirits that came close to Lu Yu were crushed and devoured by the Tai Chi diagram, turning into Lu Yu's own energy.    

However, at this moment, a warning suddenly came from behind Lu Yu's head.    

At this moment, Lu Yu made a decisive reaction. With a palm strike, he sent the incoming evil spirit flying. In the blink of an eye, he grabbed the brush, ink, and dragon boat, and in the blink of an eye, he disappeared into the void.    

The moment Lu Yu disappeared, a terrifying red light instantly pierced through the space where he was standing just now.    

Rumble, rumble, rumble ~ ~ ~    

The space began to collapse inch by inch, forming many spatial black holes. Even many of the surrounding evil spirits were affected and were destroyed.    

A terrifying black figure stood in the air, and his robes were tattered and tattered. He was like a dried corpse.    

It was a Heavenly Divine Realm evil spirit!    

The Heaven's Legacy level evil spirit had chased all the way here, but it had lost its target. It couldn't help but roar in anger.    

At this moment, Lu Yu had already traveled ten thousand miles into the deep space with the pen and ink.    

"Lu Yu, what was that thing just now?" Ji Yanran could not help but ask.    

Lu Yu shook his head. "I'm not sure either. To be honest, I don't know any more than you do."    

"There's actually such a secret realm in Kunlun Mountain..." Ji Yanran took a deep breath as her eyes were filled with shock.    

The enormous evil palm that covered the sky left a deep impression on her.    

"Sir, could it be... the Emperor of Great Qin, Lu Yu?"    

At this moment, Jiang Junhao suddenly asked.    

His eyes were fixed on Lu Yu, as if he wanted to see through him.    

Lu Yu said lightly, "Since you already have the answer in your heart, why ask me?"    

Jiang Junhao's body trembled slightly. He took a deep breath and cupped his hands in salute. "Thank you, Your Majesty Qin Huang, for your help."    

All of this happened too suddenly.    

However, how could the Imperial Guards behind Jiang Junhao not guess Lu Yu's identity?    

The Underworld God of the Heavenly Transformation was extremely powerful. They had long since guessed that Lu Yu was not an ordinary person. If he was Qin Huang, it would make sense.    

All the Imperial Guards also bowed.    

"You are all Zhou ministers. There is no need to bow to me. Saving you was just a matter of convenience."    

Lu Yu waved his hand and said, "Your Ancestor Jiang Shang is one of the few War Saints left in this world. I have long wanted to recruit him. When you return, you can tell your Ancestor that if he comes to our Great Qin, everything can be discussed. "    

Jiang Junhao was slightly taken aback. He did not expect Lu Yu to still be thinking about their Ancestor at this moment.    

"Let's talk about it when we get out of here." Jiang Junhao revealed a bitter smile.    

"There is no such thing as a dead end in this world."    

Lu Yu carried the brush and the dragon boat as he moved forward.    

In the dark deep space, there was only endless loneliness and indifference. A faint light was emitted from afar, filled with a sacred and solemn aura, cutting through the dark night.    

Lu Yu's Spiritual Sense swept across the area. He controlled the pen and ink dragon boat to approach the source of the light.    

This was where the threads of fate between Big Black and the monkey ended.    

This was a floating island. The island was huge, and there were mountains on it. A majestic temple was built on the floating island.    

The ancient temple was ancient. Even though it had been here for countless years, it still radiated an immortal light.    

The gate of the temple had been destroyed, but the broken walls were still as magnificent as before. The plaque was still there. There were a few words of 'Great Lightning Tune Temple' written on it in ancient language.    

The dim light kept on fighting back against the darkness, as if someone had been pulled into the abyss and was making a final struggle.    

As Lu Yu stepped into the floating island, he saw a large number of skeletons in front of the mountain gate.    

After tens of thousands of years, this place had been enveloped by a mysterious power that had not been tainted by dust.    

On the ground, words were carved out of sharp stones, filled with unwillingness and despair.    

"I've come to the Spiritual Mountain, but the Buddhas are nowhere to be seen."    

"I begged in front of the Buddha, but the Buddha statue collapsed and the Buddha statue shed tears of blood."    

"The Buddha doesn't exist, and faith has no thoughts. I've traveled a hundred thousand miles, but I can't use the True Technique. Everything I see is barren."    

"May I ask where the path is...?"