"You are a hypocrite, you dare to do something to me, you really ate a bear's heart and leopard courage!"
The female fairy was furious. Although she was blown away, she didn't show awe at all, and her eyes were full of anger.
Lu Yu smiled angrily: "You say I'm a false immortal?"
"Isn't it? Only my illusory holy land can grasp the true meaning of becoming an immortal. You are just like the group of savages in the mountain village outside, but you are all false immortals sitting in a well."
The fairy raised her white swan neck, showing a proud expression.
Lu Yu frowned slightly, he didn't intend to waste time on this kind of person.
"Who is making noise outside?"
Suddenly, a clear voice came from the depths of the forbidden area.
The voice was thick and powerful, as if it was filled with infinite magic power, and it spread far from the deep place, deafening like the sound of thunder.
The female fairy screamed: "Holy Master, a fake fairy mudblood dared to break into the forbidden area. The disciple came to stop him, but was injured by his attack. This person has committed a heinous crime, and I ask the Holy Master to kill him!"
The person who came was dressed in white clothes, with long flowing hair and awe-inspiring eyes. He was a peerless and handsome man, with eyebrows like swords and eyes like sharp edges. When he appeared, he had the posture of a superior.
Lu Yu felt the surging power of pure yang from his body. This is the true immortal who has truly survived the thunder calamity and baptized the soul with the thunder.
This person is the Lord of Phantom!
"You are Lu Yu, you wantonly break into my forbidden area, do you really think that I dare not kill you?" The Lord of Magic said indifferently.
After finishing speaking, he didn't even wait for Lu Yu's answer, and suddenly said: "My seat has reached a critical stage in my cultivation, and I don't allow others to disturb me. Today I am kind enough to spare your life, and you will be a slave in my illusory holy land for a hundred years. You can be convinced." ?”
As soon as the psychic lord opened his mouth, there was the sound of metal and stone colliding, and a dignified coercion descended, which could not be questioned by anyone.
Lu Yu said lightly: "You seem to have forgotten that I came here to destroy your illusory holy land."
"You are so courageous. Our Holy Master has a benevolent heart and kindly spared your life, but you still don't appreciate it." The female fairy on the side shouted.
"Let me be a slave, can your Illusory Holy Land bear it?" Lu Yu said.
"What nonsense, hurry up and kowtow to our Holy Master!" the female fairy said loudly.
Boom!
Lu Yu didn't talk nonsense, there was a golden light shining in the palm of his hand, and a golden light handprint with strong power immediately slapped it hard.
The female fairy's haughty and mocking face froze, she couldn't even react, she was directly photographed into a blood mist, and her body was smashed to pieces.
"Noisy." Lu Yu's face was indifferent, and he stood with his hands behind his back, 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 illusory lord stepped forward with one step, fierce and mighty.
"You can try." Of course Lu Yu stood facing each other without fear.
On Lu Yu's body, the nine-color rays of light illuminated the sky, and the fairy light was dazzling and dazzling.
Sensing this aura, the Holy Master Linghuan narrowed his eyes immediately: "So you are also a true immortal, yes, you have achieved such an achievement at a young age, and you should have obtained a certain inheritance from a true immortal."
A look of greed flashed in his eyes: "This inheritance of true immortals is naturally reserved for the virtuous. This kind of thing, falling into your hands is just a waste of money, so leave it to me."
Seeing this greedy look, Lu Yu immediately understood what the Lord of Magic was thinking.
The golden light gathered in the palm of his hand, and he slammed it hard.