There was a loud noise, and all the flying swords were shattered.
The Seventh Elder, who was originally arrogant, suddenly changed his expression at this moment.
His flying sword is a spell of Xuanxian level.
Can't even catch Lu Yu's move?
"So that's the case, Qinglian God should just pull the seedlings and encourage them. It seems that you are his diehard loyalist. It took so much power of faith to promote you to Xuanxian." Lu Yu said lightly.
He has long seen that there is still an extremely strong power of faith in the Seventh Elder.
The seventh elder is not a god, so the power of faith should be given to him by the gods.
So much power of faith is enough for a genius to directly become a master in the late Xuanxian period, and may even touch the edge of the world master.
It's a pity that the Seventh Elder is just a rotten tree.
The only thing he is useful to God Qinglian is probably his loyalty.
It's just that this kind of Xuanxian realm obtained by pulling seedlings to encourage growth is not even as good as ordinary Xuanxian early stage, so how can it be Lu Yu's opponent?
"What is your cultivation level, how is it possible!" The Seventh Elder was like a frightened bird, and immediately prepared to flee.
His judgment on Lu Yu was indeed wrong.
To be precise, the Seventh Elder didn't see through at all what Lu Yu's cultivation level was.
So based on his experience, he deduced that for a monk of this age, the Human Immortal Realm was already as high as the sky, and it was impossible to go any higher.
"Don't go yet, I still have a lot to clarify." Lu Yu chased after him directly.
Seeing Lu Yu following behind him like a shadow, the Seventh Elder suddenly showed a ferocious expression.
"Boy, although I don't know what kind of weird method you used, but I will kill you today!" The Seventh Elder suddenly yelled and turned around abruptly.
In his mouth, he began to recite a complicated incantation.
This spell, like some wizards performing sacrifices, is full of evil words.
After chanting the mantra, the muscles of the Seventh Elder's whole body swelled violently again.
The Qinglian tattoo on his right arm also began to emit a faint blue light.
In Lu Yu's qi-watching technique, waves of faith gathered on the Seventh Elder from all directions.
"There are so many believers in Qinglian God now." Lu Yu felt startled.
In recent years, Qinglian God can be said to have established a foothold on the Beiyan Continent and has developed believers.
Such a strong power of faith, if Emperor Taigan was still there, this situation would never happen.
"You should be a core member of the Qinglian Sect. I just caught you and asked you a good question." Lu Yu murmured.
Seeing that there was no panic expression on Lu Yu's face, the Seventh Elder suddenly felt ignored.
"You little ignorant child, when I peel off your skin, you will know what regret is." The Seventh Elder sneered.
But just as he finished speaking, he suddenly felt a figure appear in front of him.
It turned out to be Lu Yu, and he came to the Seventh Elder in an instant.
Afterwards, Lu Yu slapped him.
Snapped!
With just one slap, the Seventh Elder's whole body was followed, and he spun around twice in mid-air before falling heavily to the ground.
The body that originally exuded a terrifying aura seemed vulnerable in Lu Yu's hands.
"Let me ask you, where is Qinglian God hiding now?" Lu Yu asked coldly, stepping on the head of the Seventh Elder.
"Little brat, I want to kill you!" The seventh elder was furious and began to struggle hard. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com