The bronze armor can only be worn by the commander-level. The materials used to make it are extremely exquisite. Each piece of armor is engraved with inscriptions, and there is a faint aura of magic flowing on it.
But even with such a hard armor, even after being struck by thunder, its surface still shattered with countless cracks.
The strong power of thunder and lightning penetrated the armor and struck Meng Shuai hard on his body.
Suddenly, even though Meng Shuai was a martial saint, a deep scar appeared on his back, and blood was flowing out.
"Meng Shuai!"
Others present were extremely anxious and shouted.
They wanted to go in and rescue them, but the sea of thunder in front of them was too terrifying. Without the strength of the Martial Saint, it would be difficult to get even close.
Meng Shuai was not discouraged. He gritted his teeth and resisted the terrifying thunder.
Immediately afterwards, he stepped forward quickly, grabbed Lu Yu's shoulders, and carried him on his back.
Rumble——
Above the sky, bursts of thunder roared.
Heaven seemed to be angered by this behavior, as if someone wanted to question the power of Heaven and take away people's lives in front of it.
A tyrannical pressure descended on everyone.
This kind of pressure is even stronger than when Demon Ancestor Xiang Liu appeared just now.
It was as if a high mountain had fallen above everyone's heart. The next moment they would be suppressed by this high mountain. Their scalps became numb for a while, and they even found it difficult to breathe.
"There is an aura of destruction in the thunder and lightning, and it is all the power of pure Yang. This is indeed a tribulation! What kind of person is this? He is not only a martial saint, but also an expert in tribulation!"
Meng Shuai sensed it for a while and couldn't help but feel frightened.
The target of those thunders was not him, but just some residual thunders around him had already affected him, causing him to almost lose his life.
Lu Yu, on the other hand, completely withstood the terrifying power in front of him.
Martial Saints and monks are two different cultivation systems.
In ancient times, there were many qi-refiners. After they achieved success in cultivation, they would transcend tribulations and ascend.
But few people can go very far on two roads at the same time, because people's energy is limited and their talents are also limited, and it is impossible to take into account all aspects.
"This is definitely a genius. If we recommend him to the emperor, he will definitely be a talented person in the future!"
Thinking of this, Meng Shuai suddenly took out half of the tiger talisman from his waist.
This half of the tiger talisman represents his power to command the army.
On it, several lines of ancient text are engraved.
As soon as the tiger talisman came out, a chilling aura suddenly emitted from the surroundings, and a faint imperial power appeared from it.
"On top of my tiger talisman, there is a powerful blow given by His Majesty himself. I originally planned to leave it to the Demon Ancestor, but if I can save this genius, it will be worth it."
Meng Shuai pressed down the inscription on the tiger talisman and injected part of the mana into the tiger talisman.
Suddenly, all the inscriptions began to glow, and a mighty sword energy flew out of the tiger talisman, straight into the sky!
This sword energy exudes an upright and bright atmosphere, as if there is an emperor sitting in the court in the void, holding a sword in his hand, aiming at the sky and slashing with one sword.
In the whole world, could it be the land of the king? On the shore of the land, could it be the ministers of the king!
This domineering force even wants to be higher than the sky and the way of heaven. Even if you are the way of heaven, you must submit to the rule of the emperor.