Chapter 292 Father and Son (3)
The attack came extremely fast.
Even Lu Yi did not expect that in addition to the old man Blood God, there was actually a cultivator from Yuanlingtian beside Le.
But Lu Yu's reaction was beyond Lu Yi's expectations.
A palm-sized, crystal clear piece of white jade that was filled with the spiritual charm of heaven and earth, with extremely complex and exquisite wind, cloud and thunder patterns carved on it, emitting powerful and fluctuating spiritual talismans, suddenly burst out from Lu Yu's chest.
As soon as this talisman appeared, countless lightning bolts emerged from the thin air around Lu Yu, and gathered on several blood shadows and two black auras.
Along with a shrill roar, several blood shadows were blown to pieces, leaving only a few sparse blood shadows fleeing backwards in a panic. They barely escaped the thunder and re-formed at the gate of the imperial city.
They were several young men with red hair, glowing red eyes, and pale skin and lips.
Obviously, this is a young monk from the Blood River Sect.
And those two black auras charged forward firmly amid the thunder.
The black gas condensed into two burly young men who were nearly ten feet tall and wore heavy black armor and held heavy halberds.
The lightning struck the two young men, causing their armor to splash with fire, but the two men walked firmly and continued forward against the lightning. Even though the thunder roared and fell, their bodies only trembled slightly, but they could not stop their steps.
Looking at the attire of the two young men, Lu Yi remembered the intelligence given to him by Mo Suanzi, about one of the most famous evil sects in Yuanlingtian - the Palace of the Barbarian King.
This is a sect that relies mainly on family bloodline inheritance.
Refining the blood, strengthening the body, and when the body is strong enough, he will slaughter the world, nourishing his own blood with the essence of hundreds of millions of people, constantly stimulating the blood to return to its ancestral source, and then possessing an extremely powerful body and extremely powerful combat power.
It is said that the Barbarian King Palace was originally a sect that was both good and evil. Although it did things unreasonably, it could not be considered completely evil.
However, in the shocking battle with Jishengtian, the secret recipe of the Barbarian King Palace that nourished its own bloodline and constantly traced back to its ancestral roots was destroyed by the Jishengtian monks. After the war, the Barbarian King Palace embarked on the evil path of slaughtering all living beings and strengthening itself, and later acted more and more insane, and was completely classified as a heretic.
Regardless of whether they are good or evil, the bodies of the Barbarian King Palace are extremely powerful, and their combat power is extremely terrifying. Moreover, although the method they use to temper their bodies is evil, the tempered bodies are extremely strong and pure, and have extremely strong resistance to various thunder and fire methods, and even various specialized methods of breaking demons and killing evil.
The thunder released by Lu Yu's talisman easily and severely injured several disciples of the Blood River Sect, but he was helpless against these two monks from the Barbarian King Palace!
Lu Yu exclaimed: "What a strong body!"
He swung his sword, and a stream of sword energy slashed through the bodies of the two Barbarian King Palace monks.
With a loud 'crack', Lu Yu's hundred-foot sword energy was smashed into pieces by the two cultivators. Lu Yu's body shook and his face turned pale.
Behind Lu Yu, dozens of Lu Qingyang's disciples said nothing and at the same time offered up all kinds of strange and bizarre instruments.
There are more than a dozen talismans, seven or eight flying knives, five or six flying swords, and two or three flags.
The most exciting thing was that they also sacrificed a variety of strange instruments such as big seals, ancient bells, ancient zithers, and big drums, and the vibrations emitted by each of them were quite powerful.
Lu Yi glanced at these various instruments and found that the words and symbols on many of the instruments came from at least seven or eight different dynasties before the Great Seal - did Lu Qingyang and his men really get a lot of good things from ancient tombs?
If Lu Yu had not received the orthodox inheritance of the Supreme Beiming Immortal Sect, which has always stood at the peak of the Supreme Saint Heaven, sitting high in the clouds, overlooking the ever-changing many divine dynasties and immortal dynasties in the mortal world, he would not have been able to recognize so many characters and symbols that were popular in the national dynasties.
"Good fellow, what a good fellow!"
Lu Yi sighed.
All kinds of weapons fell on the two Barbarian King Palace monks, but all attacks were in vain.
The cultivation level of Lu Yu and his companions is at the Fiery Fire Realm.
However, these two Barbarian King Palace monks were clearly at the peak of the Fiery Realm, and were already half a step away from growing the golden lotus.
And just like the situation of martial arts practitioners in the secular world, in martial arts, the combat power of Henglian practitioners is generally a little stronger than that of martial arts practitioners of the same level. In the cultivation world, sects that specialize in body building, unless their level is too poor, like the Barbarian King Palace, when they face cultivators of the same level...
Unless you encounter an extreme sword cultivator who can break everything with one sword, physical cultivators will always have an advantage in combat power.
Unfortunately, Lu Yu and his group can be considered as "Talisman practitioners".
Lu Yi could feel up close that Lu Yu and his companions were following the path of "Talisman Cultivation" where a talisman could move heaven and earth and a talisman pen could shock ghosts and gods. The aura they had was so strong that it was in harmony with the natural world.
As for the talisman cultivators...the more advanced they are, the more powerful they become.
In realms like the Furnace Realm and the Fiery Realm... Lu Yu and his companions really have no good way to deal with these two monks from the Barbarian King's Palace.
Lu Yu's expression changed slightly.
The two Barbarian King Palace monks endured all kinds of attacks and walked in front of him step by step. They slowly raised the heavy halberds in their hands, grinned at him, and were about to strike him with the halberds.
At this critical moment, Lu Yu, who was standing next to Lu Yu, actually had the leisure to ask him: "So... Da Sima was inspired by the impermanence of life after his wife passed away, so he followed the Master to travel around the world, striving to find the way to immortality!"
This topic was what Lu Xu himself had just said when he and Lu Yi were drinking in the central military tent of the new army camp.
Lu Yu looked at Lu Yi in astonishment: "Le Huo, what are you talking about now? Hurry up and leave... these two..."
The heavy halberd chopped down.
On Lu Yu's chest, a talisman that was three feet six inches long and six inches wide, shining with golden light, and made of some unknown strange metal, appeared. Then it quickly released rays of light to protect Lu Yu's body.
Lu Yu stretched out his hand, trying to grab Lu Yi's shoulders and throw him backwards.
These days, Lu Yu always takes Lu Yi with him no matter what he does - this is very strange.
After all, what Lu Yu wanted to do was to start a rebellion in Xinyin, so he shouldn't let Lu Yi, an "outsider", get involved.
But strangely enough, on the day when the recruitment notice was posted outside the imperial city, when Lu Yu saw Lu Yi for the first time, he immediately took a great liking to this "strange young man" with a big beard.
It was an inexplicable liking that came from instinct and from the heart.
Fu Xiu's spiritual perception is still extremely powerful and sharp. This kind of good impression has made Lu Yu quite .
Facing the monks from the Barbarian King Palace at this moment, Lu Yu was not worried about himself, but was afraid that this "young" and "untrained" young man would be harmed by these two brutal monks from other worlds.
Lu Yi laughed "hehe" and shook his shoulder to avoid Lu Yu's sure-fire grab.
He raised the red tasseled spear with a white wax shaft weighing only a little over ten pounds and stabbed it lightly: "That's not right, Grand Marshal. As the general of Grand Marshal's Central Army, I should naturally kill the enemy together with Grand Marshal."
Lu Yu was so angry that his mouth was crooked.
These days, Lu Yi appeared in front of him as a young man who had fled from Jizhou to Yincheng, who came from a wealthy family and had more gold, silver and jewelry than he could spend, but other than his "financial resources", he was an ordinary young man in all other aspects.
"You bastard, do you understand... this is... this..."
Lu Yi thrust out with the spear in his hand.
With a shattering tearing sound, the ordinary red tasseled spears suddenly exploded. Thousands of cold rays were wrapped in the light and shadows created by the red tassels. The spear rays tore through the void, like a huge dragon enraged, desperately impacting the void with its sharp horns...
The cold light pierced the bodies of the two Barbarian King Palace monks.
The armors worn by the two monks were both fine-quality armors forged with rare metals by powerful monks of the Barbarian King Palace. Ordinary monks who had just planted the Golden Lotus Seed would find it difficult to break through the defense of the heavy armor.
Not to mention, the red tassel spear in Lu Yi's hand is just an ordinary, very normal spear. In Dayin, it can only be used as a prop for street performers to attract guests. It is not even qualified to be a small flower spear with a white wax shaft to be a military product!
It's just such a small flower gun.
Even the spear head, which is more than a foot long, is forged from ordinary black iron, the workmanship of an ordinary street blacksmith shop.
A cold light suddenly appeared, and the two monks from the Barbarian King's Palace let out miserable howls of fear.
They instinctively felt the breath of death.
But they had no time to dodge.
Countless cold rays bombarded their bodies, causing their armor to disintegrate, shatter, and annihilate piece by piece. A terrifying, brutal and unreasonable force far more terrifying than the so-called mountain pressing down on their heads came upon them.
The armor on their bodies was shattered in an instant, and then their bodies were shattered.
After thousands of trials and tribulations, each of them had harvested the blood and essence of at least a million people, and used this to refine and strengthen their family bloodlines to create strong bodies. However, their bodies were shattered in the sky full of gun shadows, and even their souls were shattered.
The spear beams, with terrifying roars, pierced through the rapidly disappearing figures of the two Barbarian King Palace monks, and rushed towards the gate of the imperial city like giant dragons.
Several Blood River Sect disciples who were still gasping for breath roared in fear, and were then drowned by countless spear beams.
The gate of the imperial city collapsed.
The square behind the gate collapsed.
The first and second main halls behind the square collapsed.
A series of extremely deep ditches extended from in front of Lu Yi all the way to the north wall of the imperial city.
From the south gate to the north wall, there was a straight crack ten feet wide and a hundred feet deep.
Lu Yu turned around and grinned at Lu Yu: "What did you say?"
Lu Yu was stunned, and several jade and gold talismans of different sizes quietly appeared around him.
He looked at Lu Yi seriously and said in a deep voice, "May I ask, who are you, brother? Why are you hiding in Xin Yin? What do you want to do? It was my master who first spotted the fortune of Xin Yin!"
Lu Yi pondered for a moment, then wiped his face with his hand, canceling the camouflage effect of the Dream Bubble Pearl.
"I, Great Yin 'Emperor Wenzong', was granted the title of Lord Weiyang, Minister of Rites, concurrently Minister of the Imperial Academy, and Supervisor of the Imperial College. I am Lu Yi from the Lu family of Jingyang."
Lu Yu touched his nose and said dryly: "If I'm not mistaken, I should still be your son!"
