Lu Changqing's eyes regained half of his clarity, and a layer of cold sweat broke out on his back involuntarily.
If he allowed the state to continue and fell into a rage for a long time, he would eventually die from exhaustion.
After saving two people in a row, Lu Yu turned and left without the slightest hesitation.
The evil spirits from all directions came overwhelmingly, and their roars were deafening. If a person is not determined, in front of this group of evil spirits, his legs will become weak and he will not dare to move.
The three rushed out all the way, and suddenly found that the attack of the evil spirits in the four directions had weakened, and was not as fierce as before.
Yin air shrouded all directions, and under the empty underground palace, a figure stepped into the air and stood in front of the three of them.
A dragon robe swayed with the breeze, and Li Xu's long hair fluttered. Even after a thousand years, his body was still immortal, as if he was really alive.
"He is clearly dead, why do I have the feeling that he is still alive." Lu Changqing murmured.
He is also a veteran who has fought on the battlefield for many years. He has seen bloody corpses, but when he faced such a corpse, he felt his scalp tingling.
"Maybe he really is still alive."
Holy Lord Huangtian looked at the ghosts in all directions: "These ghosts only know how to kill, but they still maintain respect for Li Xu, just like facing their own emperors before they were alive."
"The comer is not friendly, do it!" Lu Yu waved his hand, vigorously, and slapped a golden handprint hard.
The golden handprints covered the sky and the sun, mixed with the sound of gusts of wind, the space around Lu Yu was violently distorted, forming black holes one by one.
Li Xu still had a gloomy expression on his face.
He raised his head slightly, and there were golden dragons entrenched on his body, surrounding him in all directions. He looked lifeless, but every move he made was brilliant, full of sacred and solemn aura.
Li Xu struck out with one hand, and also extended his palm, unexpectedly taking Lu Yu's handprint abruptly.
"Boom!"
When the handprint fell, Li Xu took it abruptly without any damage.
With Lu Yu's current cultivation base, even if he is a master of the third level of the world master, he needs to deal with it carefully, and he may fall if he is not careful.
It can be seen that Li Xu's relaxed posture is actually a means to break Lu Yu easily, and he even has spare strength.
"Lei come!"
Holy Master Huangtian's eyes were faintly flickering with lightning, his fingers pinched the talisman, and the talismans scattered in all directions. As the talismans burned, bright electric arcs emerged out of thin air, and he held them in his hand.
At the same time, Lu Changqing also took a step forward, with crimson mana bursting out from his body, transforming into a flame icon, with murderous intent in his eyes.
This is the ancient soldier saint, Lu Boyan.
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Lu Changqing had always used it as the finale method before, and now facing the former emperor of the Tang Dynasty, he also chose to display his strongest method.
But Li Xu didn't move at all.
He just stretched out his hand, Yin Qi emerged from all directions, forming a huge dragon of Yin Qi behind him.
Howling the long dragon, it actually forcibly passed through the thunder, and bit on the phantom of the soldier saint.
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"The power of the Soldier Saint will burn the camp!"
The brilliance of Lu Changqing's body shone, as if he was in the phantom of the soldier saint. The phantom controlled the flames and slammed them on the long dragon of Yin Qi