"You are a fake fairy, and you dare to attack me. You are so brave!"
The female fairy was furious. Although she was whipped away, she showed no awe at all, and her eyes were full of anger.
Lu Yu laughed a little angrily: "You said I'm a fake fairy?"
"Isn't it? Only I, the Spiritual Illusion Holy Land, can grasp the true meaning of becoming an immortal. You, like those wild people in the mountains and villages outside, are just fake immortals who sit in a well and watch the sky."
The fairy raised her white swan neck, showing a proud look.
Lu Yu frowned slightly, he had no intention of wasting time on this kind of person.
"Who is making noise outside?"
Suddenly, a clear voice came from deep within the forbidden area.
The sound was thick and powerful, as if filled with infinite magic power, and spread far from the deep place, as deafening as the sound of thunder.
The female fairy screamed: "Holy Master, a fake fairy mudblood, dared to break into the forbidden area. The disciples came to stop him, but were injured by him. This person has committed a heinous crime, and I ask Holy Master to kill him!"
The person who came was dressed in white clothes, with long flowing hair and stern eyes. He was an extremely handsome man, with eyebrows like swords and eyes like sharp edges. He had the attitude of a superior when he appeared.
Lu Yu felt the surging power of pure Yang in his body. This is a true immortal who can truly survive the thunder tribulation and baptize the soul with thunder.
This person is the Holy Lord of Spiritual Fantasy!
"You are Lu Yu, you want to break into my forbidden area. Do you really think that I dare not kill you?" Holy Lord Linghuan said indifferently.
After saying that, he didn't even wait for Lu Yu's answer, and suddenly said: "I have reached a critical stage in my practice and do not allow others to disturb me. Today I will spare your life with a kind heart, and you will be a slave in my Holy Land of Spiritual Illusion for a hundred years. Are you convinced?
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As soon as Holy Lord Linghuan opened his mouth, the sound of metal and stone clashing was heard, and a solemn pressure descended, allowing no one to question it.
Lu Yu said lightly: "You seem to have forgotten that I am here to destroy your spiritual holy land."
"You are so brave. Our Holy Lord has a merciful heart and kindly spared your life, but you still don't appreciate it." The female fairy on the side yelled.
"Can your Spiritual Fantasy Holy Land afford to make me a slave?" Lu Yu said.
"What nonsense are you talking about? Come here quickly and kowtow to our Holy Lord!" the female fairy said loudly.
Bang!
Lu Yu didn't talk nonsense. Infinite golden light flashed in his palm, and a golden handprint with powerful power was slapped hard.
The arrogant and mocking face of the female fairy froze, and she couldn't even react. She was directly shot into blood mist and shattered into pieces.
"Noisy." Lu Yu looked cold and stood with his hands behind his hands, as if he had just killed an ant.
"It seems that I was too kind, so that you lost your fear and dared to attack my disciples in front of me."
The Holy Lord of Spiritual Fantasy stepped out in one step, with great power and majesty.
"You can try." Of course Lu Yu was not afraid and stood facing him.
On Lu Yu's body, the nine-color glow illuminates the sky, and the fairy light is dazzling and radiant.
Holy Master Linghuan sensed this aura, and his eyes suddenly narrowed: "So you are also a true immortal. That's right, you have achieved such an achievement at such a young age, and you should have obtained the inheritance of a true immortal."
A hint of greed flashed in his eyes: "This true immortal inheritance is naturally inhabited by virtuous people. If this kind of thing falls into your hands, it will just be a waste of natural resources, so leave it to me."
Lu Yu saw this greedy look and immediately understood what Holy Lord Linghuan was thinking.
Golden light condensed in his palm, and he slapped it hard with a sudden palm.