At this moment, Lu Yu certainly has no time to pay attention to Mr. Zhang's depression.
His heart has been completely occupied by killing intent.
Just thinking about it, Lu Yu thought of this little girl waiting alone in the Netherworld Senluo Palace.
In this life, Lu Yu has vowed not to let any of his relatives suffer.
"If you want to enter the palace, you have to pass me first."
At the end of the street, a god stood proudly above the void.
On his forehead, there is not a single strand of hair, and densely packed divine patterns are carved on it. A series of painted paintings began to spread from the forehead to the whole body, only revealing a pair of golden eyes, which exuded supreme coercion.
强牺 tianlaixsw.com 读牺。 is hanging behind the gods With a bright golden light wheel.
There are phantoms behind the light wheel, including old people, children, women, and strong men. The power of faith of countless believers gathers behind their heads, and the scent of incense wafts around.
He is the God of Weishui.
The Weishui Tangtang flows continuously, passing through the city of Weiyang.
The river water has a spirit, and all living beings worship it, and over time a powerful god is formed.
The God of Weishui defected to the King of Qi early on. After the establishment of the Qi Dynasty, the God of Weishui was named the patron saint of the Qi Dynasty, and his strength rose to a higher level.
Almost every city in the Qi Dynasty will build a temple for the God of Weishui.
There are many temples and endless beliefs. Countless incense is transported into the body of the God of Weishui every day.
He is powerful, sacred, and majestic, and what he says is like a voice from heaven, which makes people dare not think of disobedience.
Lu Yu ignored his majesty and continued to move forward, bursting out with fist force.
The powerful fist strength, like the shocking power of a god, descended suddenly.
The God of Weishui showed a serious face, chanting divine scriptures aloud in his mouth, and holding his hand against the void, he actually captured the Weishui from the air.
At this time z.*c o m Zhang Si. The surface of the Weishui River was turbulent, and many edicts moored on it suffered disaster.
A thousand-mile long river hangs above the void.
This is an eternal spectacle, and only high-level gods like the God of Weishui can display it.
"Boom!"
With Lu Yu's punch, he slammed on the water.
Thousands of miles of Weishui were all used to dissipate the power of Lu Yu's punch, and a vortex was smashed out of the water surface, and countless forces began to spread towards the surroundings.
"You can't enter the palace today, get out!" The resonant voice of the God of Weishui exploded in the sky.
Lu Yu still didn't speak, and then punched out again.
The fist is as strong as fire, the flames are surging, and the water hanging above the sky is actually evaporating waves of heat.
Afterwards, Lu Yu stepped into the water with his whole body.
"The Weishui River is my domain, if you come in, don't go out."
The hands of the God of Weishui seemed to be covered by immeasurable golden light, controlling the surrounding water flow, completely enveloping Lu Yu.
The ten thousand zhang river water is sealed layer by layer.
Even with the power to reach the sky, there is no way to escape from it.
But at this moment, a vast sound of dragon's cry suddenly came from Lu Yu's body.
The power of the Martial Immortal burst out suddenly!
Lu Yu raised his hand in a shock, and actually directly shook the river water in front of him, poked out his palm directly from the seal of the river water, and clasped the head of the God of Weishui.
Take a quick grip!
Make big z.com make owls. The head of the God of Weishui exploded in an instant, blood flew everywhere, and the body of the god fell powerlessly to the ground.
Thousands of miles of rivers in the sky, like raindrops, splashed down.
Like a god of killing, Lu Yu stepped on the body of the god of Weishui and continued to walk forward