There was silence all around.
The sky was extremely dark, and a blood moon hung over Weiyang City.
The Weishui was rolling, setting off turbulent waves, and the surrounding temples dedicated to the god of Weishui collapsed one after another.
God will fall, a vision of heaven and earth.
"Even the gods were killed!" The Qi army officers and men who dared to come in a hurry stood there, not daring to step forward even though they were carrying swords in their hands.
Lu Yu slaughtered several strong men one after another, and the air was filled with a bloody smell, and there was no strong man present who could be his opponent.
"Who will be stronger between Lu Yu and the ancestor of the Zhou family?"
All the onlookers had such a question in their minds.
The powerhouses who died one after another have shocked everyone, and countless Taoist senses swept over. Even in the outside world, there are countless pairs of eyes staring at the battlefield in front of them.
The troubled times are about to start, and it is just a beginning, Lu Yu has already taken the lead in attacking the opponent's imperial capital.
Lu Yu's speed was fast, and in the blink of an eye, he was already above the palace.
There are many palaces, golden tiles flooding, vermilion red pillars arching high beams, the palace of the Qi Dynasty is resplendent and full of style.
Five people flew out of the palace, all of them were of the world master realm, and they burst out with a vast imposing manner.
They are the royal consecrations guarding the palace of the Qi Dynasty. They were invited by the Emperor Zhou Jingtang of the Qi Dynasty with a lot of money, and they have the supreme blessing of the Qi Dynasty.
"A hairy boy who dares to break into the palace of my Daqi is simply courting death!"
Several royal worshipers shouted angrily, the magic weapon was clenched tightly in their hands, and the magic power was poured into it frantically, and the magic weapon burst into a dazzling brilliance, and rushed towards Lu Yu.
Those magic weapons are actually quasi-imperial weapons!
Magical treasures are often found, but imperial weapons are quite rare.
Whether it is a medicinal pill or a magic weapon, those with the word "emperor" in the rank are supreme beings, meaning the emperor of all things, who can sweep everything.
The three sharp blades Lu Yu used in his last life, Duan Shou, Yan Jue, and You Jun, were the imperial weapons.
Although the quasi-imperial weapon is not as powerful as the emperor's weapon, it already has the power of the emperor's weapon.
Facing the siege of several quasi-imperial weapons, Lu Yu seemed quite calm.
Lu Yu clenched his fists tightly, his whole body blood dignified, like wolf smoke piercing the void, as if a raptor descended from the sky.
The fist energy burst out, and in an instant, it turned into several powerful fist marks in the void, and smashed it out.
The force fell, and all the magic weapons touched were cracked, the surface was sunken, and the essence was emitted, and the power was weakened to the extreme.
There were several quasi-imperial weapons, swaying and flying away with a punch from Lu Yu.
At the same time, Lu Yu stretched out his five fingers, and hit the royal family with a strong force.
The strength was like a dragon's roar, and it sent out bursts of roars, rushing towards it, and four of the royal family worshippers were killed on the spot, and the sky was stained with blood.
The only remaining offering, the magic weapon in his hand was not thrown out, but was firmly guarded by his side.
In his hand, he held a treasured umbrella, which radiated the light of colorful glazed glass.
The face of worship is full of horror.
Just now, he felt an overwhelming momentum, rolling towards him.
This momentum is too powerful, and for a moment, the sacrifice feels as if his life does not belong to him.
Seeing that the killing intent in Lu Yu's eyes was more intense, the worshiper shouted loudly, and thousands of mana gathered on the treasure umbrella, making the treasure umbrella more radiant.