With the blessing of Hades' Dharma, Lu Yu suddenly felt the power of incense.
Even though the Taoist Lord of the Netherworld has long since died, the Taoist lineage of the God of Hades has not been cut off. In the Netherworld, there are still countless living beings worshiping the God of Hades day and night.
Under the blessing of endless incense, Lu Yu's divine power expanded to its peak.
The duel between masters often only lasts for a moment.
Although Lu Yu encountered this Yin Monk for the first time, he already knew what he wanted to do when he saw his murderous intent.
Dark flames emanated from the eyes of Hades.
In the hands of the huge Dharma Prime Minister, a long sharp knife was raised and slashed in the direction of the Yin Monk.
As soon as the sword slashed out, there were loud noises piercing the void all around. The long sword flew across the sky and fell suddenly, as if it was about to cut through the sky.
"Om!"
The Yin Monk suddenly opened his rotten mouth, and a true word came out of his mouth.
This loud roar!
Almost making the entire city of Chang'an tremble, echoes burst out from Yin Monk's mouth and began to echo in all directions.
Boom! Boom!
Countless pavilions and pavilions were reduced to ashes and collapsed under this loud roar.
Lu Yu only felt that his Hades Dharma was like a small boat in the storm, which might capsize at any time.
With Lu Yu's current state, he couldn't resist this roar.
In an instant, Lu Yu felt a coldness all over his body, fear, panic, uneasiness, and all kinds of negative emotions intertwined together, almost making people crazy.
Lu Yu was almost unable to maintain the normal operation of the Dharma.
"Ho! Ho! Ho!"
At this moment, bursts of roaring sounds came from the surroundings.
Di Ting turned her head and stared at Lu Yu fiercely with her white eyes.
Immediately afterwards, countless Yin soldiers from all directions turned their heads at the same time and looked at Lu Yu with their eyes.
The God of Hades can no longer deter them.
These Yin soldiers are like evil ghosts who have escaped from hell, finally breaking free from their restraints and trying to devour their master.
"Lu Yu, think of a solution quickly." Dahei was startled, kicked off his legs, shrunk several times, and landed on Lu Yu's shoulders.
"What a powerful Buddhist sound skill. This is a wake-up call. Xuanzang has been dead for so many years, but he still has such strength." Lu Yu felt his scalp numb.
At the beginning, when facing many Bodhisattvas in the Buddhist world, Lu Yu was able to compete with them because of the blessing of divine blood.
But now, the divine blood has been exhausted, and with his current strength, he is still a little reluctant to deal with such a top powerhouse.
"Xuantian Dao Sutra, protect my mind."
Lu Yu silently recited the scriptures on the Xuantian Dao Sutra, and suddenly felt a coolness in his mind, and many side effects on his body disappeared without a trace.
Seeing that Lu Yu was not dead, the Yin Monk opened his mouth again and shouted out a syllable.
"Hum!"
As soon as this sound came out, it was like a big bell, shaking people's hearts and souls.
The countless inscriptions carved in front of Hanyuan Hall suddenly became dim and no longer shimmered with golden light.
Lu Yu had just woken up from the trembling of his soul at this moment, and he saw a cold and evil aura flying out from the Yin Monk's palm and rushing toward him.
"Chang'an has turned into dust, you should die too!"
Lu Yu did not retreat but moved forward. Purple flames danced in his eyes. Zhang Tianshi's shadow appeared again behind him. He raised his sword and stabbed Xuanzang, the corpse of the dead.