"I'm different from them!"
"They feared the Buddha, so they restrained themselves with countless precepts. And I am the only one who respects me, so I will not be bound by any laws."
Lu Yu is evolving and belongs to his own way.
Before that, his spells were taught to him by the Marquis Que. The inheritance of his previous life was the inheritance of the Ghost Emperor, and even his current martial arts cultivation base was given by the Emperor.
Although Lu Yu was following his own path, he was always using the methods of others.
Whether it is immortal arts or martial arts, they are all inherited from the most unique and powerful source power in ancient times. They are ferocious and unparalleled, making him unstoppable.
But in his last life, Lu Yu was, after all, a well-known Taoist figure in the heavens.
Although there are many dangers in the outside world, Lu Yu seems to have put all dangers aside at this moment, and his heart is full of peace.
A string of big golden runes evolved in Lu Yu's palm, and there was an endless avenue hidden in it, which made people intoxicated at a glance.
"There seems to be something wrong with him, and he attacked with all his strength to destroy the soul of the blasphemer."
Some Bodhisattva found Lu Yu's clue and shouted loudly.
Of course, the rest of the Bodhisattvas would not give Lu Yu a chance to exert their most powerful Dharma and bombard Lu Yu with all their might.
Lu Yu drew a circle with his palms and blocked it with immortal techniques, but he was pushed back dozens of meters together.
This is an extremely dangerous situation. Lu Yu has been pushed to the limit, and the soul on his body is getting darker and darker, and he is on the verge of collapse.
But Lu Yu's eyes were still shining brightly, full of fighting spirit.
In Lu Yu's mind, a series of ancient inheritance flashed through his mind, filled with a vast and surging breath. This is the background of Lu Yu. If a person has no ink in his heart, it is impossible to create something.
In a trance, in Lu Yu's mind, he recalled the figures of the prehistoric creatures that appeared in the ancient ruins.
That prehistoric creature looked extremely old, and the green bull riding on it was several times stronger than the old man in size and aura.
But it is such an ordinary-looking old man, but he seems to have endless power in his body. Even the ancient emperor is not an opponent in front of him.
"The way he uses is different from ours."
Lu Yu seems to be a marquis in the ancient times, imagining a strong person, learning from their strengths and complementing their weaknesses, and finally condensing his own mana.
The prehistoric creatures can deprive the world of the law with just one finger and a single word.
For the ancient immortals, at most, they only used the way of heaven, but they could not truly master the way of heaven.
But that prehistoric creature was so powerful that it was a complete mess, and all the laws followed his orders.
"The law is a tool, not the bondage of heaven! Everything we thought was wrong!"
Lu Yu felt as if he had spied on a bottleneck, something that no one had ever spied on before.
In his mind, there are countless backgrounds, all of which are accumulated, and a mysterious spell will come naturally.
A huge stone tablet was condensed in Lu Yu's hands.
"What, did you play well?"
With a loud shout, Lu Yu slammed the stone tablet down, instantly breaking the head of the Vajra Fist Bodhisattva.
Immortal Fa, Taishang Town Demon Monument!
Lu Yu's divided soul leaped into the sky, held the stone tablet and smashed it down hard, and swung it towards the bodhisattvas in front of him.