Countless strands of immortal energy transformed into a surging light that enveloped Lu Yu.
Immortal palaces, banners, steps, cloud chariots, and all kinds of ceremonial guards all appeared, and the surrounding areas suddenly dimmed, as if all the light had been restrained by Lu Yu alone.
An ancient dragon chariot appeared from the void, and the monster pulling the chariot was a five-clawed golden dragon with bright dragon scales all over its body. Its eyes were full of deathly silence, but the dragon's body was burly, strong, and full of power.
The surface of the dragon carriage is even more carved with dragons and phoenixes, and the edges of the carriage are carved with fine patterns and gold wire, making it luxurious and precious.
This is the chariot of the ancient Emperor of Heaven!
The Emperor of Heaven lives in a chariot and travels around the world. Over time, a vast imperial power appears, which is very difficult for ordinary people to even look directly at.
This is the last immortal method in Quehou's inheritance.
At that time, Lu Yu received the inheritance from Marquis Que in the lower realm, which included many martial arts and immortal techniques. Lu Yu had few opponents in the same realm, and even fought at higher levels many times.
Now, the last immortal method simulates the ceremonial guard used by the ancient Emperor of Heaven when traveling. The immortal light is immortal and fierce!
Ancient immortal magic, the Emperor of Heaven parades!
"Boom!"
The ancient dragon chariot cut through the void, causing all the laws of heaven and earth to roar in unison, emitting bursts of thunder.
Lu Yu drove the dragon chariot and hit hard, smashing the demonic palm into pieces and turning it into ashes!
"Why, don't you want to seize the sword? Why seize the sword if you don't have the ability!" Lu Yu shouted loudly and drove the Emperor of Heaven's chariot to hit him hard!
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Just like the collision of stars, it is a pure collision of force, sounding like thunder, shaking all directions!
Buddha seemed to have never imagined that Lu Yu would suddenly burst out with such terrifying power, and his outstretched palm was smashed into pieces and turned into ashes.
Immediately afterwards, the Heavenly Emperor's chariot continued to move forward. The Buddha's huge incarnated body was as fragile as a thin layer of paper in front of the Heavenly Emperor's chariot.
"Lu Yu, turn around and find the right shore!" Buddha roared angrily.
"I don't need to look back, and I have no retreat!"
Lu Yu responded indifferently, controlling the Heavenly Emperor's chariot and smashing the Demon Ancestor's incarnation into pieces.
Suddenly, fragments of golden Buddha light splashed in all directions, the spiritual mountain shook, and bursts of roaring continued.
All the powerful Buddhists were stunned. They watched helplessly as the incarnation of Buddha, who was the only one in the sky and on the earth, was crushed to pieces in front of their eyes.
The dissipation of the Buddha's body was also a big blow to the Buddha. The destiny of Buddhism between heaven and earth plummeted and became dim.
"Lu Yu, just wait for us. Buddhism will never take this breath. Just wait for Buddhism's endless revenge!" A Buddha shouted loudly, the voice was loud and the echo was loud.
Those powerful Buddhists are ready to leave.
If Lu Yu was alone, they could swarm him, but with two literary saints surrounding him, no one could guarantee that they could capture Lu Yu.
"What kind of place do you think this is? You can come whenever you want and leave whenever you want!"
Lu Yu shouted loudly and immediately drove the Emperor's chariot and rushed over.
A flash of blood flashed in his eyes, and the scene of Bai Suqing being tortured was still vivid in his mind. He had sworn that day to wash away Lingshan with blood.
"ah--"
The remaining Buddhist experts screamed in despair, but they had fallen into Lu Yu's territory and could not escape at all.
Once the anger that had been accumulated for a long time broke out, Lu Yu completely released Tianzun's magic power. Wherever he passed, the strong Buddhists fell one by one like wheat, and the blood of the Buddha stained the stone bricks of the Temple of Destruction.