The golden handprint was struck hard, directly crushing the body of the Holy Master of Spiritual Fantasy.
Even this golden light hand seal did not dissipate after crushing the Holy Lord of Spiritual Illusion. The power was violently released, and the buildings in the surrounding forbidden areas were crushed one after another.
Many tall buildings in all directions collapsed, and the entire forbidden area trembled violently, as if it could not withstand Lu Yu's terrifying power.
However, Lu Yu's expression did not change at all. Instead, he looked to the side in the void.
"It's just an external incarnation, and you plan to use this to fight me?" Lu Yu said coldly.
The void in the distance originally seemed empty, but suddenly the space shook, and a figure emerged from the void.
This person is the true form of Holy Lord Linghuan, and what was just crushed was just an incarnation of him.
With a sneer on his face, he looked Lu Yu up and down: "Turns out you are just a barbarian with no brute strength. I thought you would master such mysterious magic."
Lu Yu couldn't help but laugh. This man was really short-sighted and couldn't see the mystery of his palm.
It's because Lu Yu's current body is so powerful that he doesn't need many complicated moves at all. He can release heaven-shaking power with just one palm and one punch.
"If you can't use it here, how about you and I go fight outside?" Lu Yu suggested.
He recognized that this spiritual master was a true immortal, and if he wanted to kill him, he would have to use enough power.
But there are ruins of the Heavenly Palace all around, and Lu Yu just made countless buildings collapse with just a casual blow. Lu Yu has no intention of letting this rare ruins of the Heavenly Palace collapse.
"That's what I meant. It doesn't matter if you die, don't destroy my fairy palace." Holy Lord Linghuan sneered and took the lead to step out of the forbidden area.
Lu Yu followed closely, and the immortal power emanating from his body became more and more powerful.
Two powerful men appeared high in the sky at the same time, immediately attracting the attention of everyone around them.
At this moment, countless powerful men were already standing on the holy mountain, watching quietly.
Many people originally came to pay homage to Zuo Zuo, the Heavenly Snake God, and to wish Zuo Zuo Zu a birthday, but unexpectedly Lu Yu suddenly came and killed the birthday boy, making the birthday banquet meaningless.
Many powerful men have not dispersed. They are waiting here, intending to witness this shocking battle with their own eyes.
The outcome of this battle is related to the future of the entire Nether World, and they plan to stay here to obtain first-hand information.
"City Master Li, who do you think is stronger or weaker between Emperor Qin and Holy Lord Linghuan?"
Many powerful men looked at an old man present. This was the famous Yin-Yang City Lord in the Ninth Realm and he was very powerful.
"I do hope that Emperor Qin can win, but the Holy Lord of Spiritual Fantasy is mysterious and unpredictable, and he has the inheritance of the ancient immortal sect. And Emperor Qin... he is still too young after all."
City Lord Li let out a deep sigh, and a touch of melancholy flashed across his old face.
Everyone present had this attitude. They gathered here because they wanted to see the outcome of this battle. The Holy Land of Spiritual Fantasy has long lost the hearts of the people. From the big shots like them to the common people, they all hope that the Holy Land of Spiritual Fantasy will end this way.
collapse.
Unfortunately, things in the world are not all as expected. The Holy Land of Spiritual Illusions appears out of nowhere and suppresses all directions, naturally relying on its supreme divine power.
In addition to many powerful people in the Ninth Realm, the monks from the Spiritual Fantasy Holy Land are also watching.
However, their mentality is obviously different. Everyone has a sneer on their face, and they stand proudly.