When I saw these powerful men at this moment, I felt waves of magical pressure coming from before me. They were obviously not weak monks.

Twelve masters gathered together. Although they were just shadows of the Dharma, their tyrannical momentum gave people a great sense of oppression.

"God..."

Lu Yu looked at a particularly huge Dharma form among the twelve phantoms.

The image was that of a burly man, with eyes wide open and lifeless, as if there were endless Taoist charms hidden inside.

Behind the man, there was a bright wheel of light across the sky, with a dense array of runes suspended in it, slowly rotating along the path of the wheel. Every time it rotated, it would exude supreme pressure.

There was an unusual aura exuding from that man's body.

That is, the power of incense.

This man is a god, and a high-level god with considerable strength.

"King Qi, is this your trump card?" Lu Yu raised his head, his black hair disheveled and his eyes like lightning.

He faced these twelve Dharma images without any fear.

"Just keep your words here, and you will soon know what it means to seek death." King Qi said viciously.

He could no longer remain calm now. Lu Yu had just landed a punch, which had already defeated almost 80% of the luck in his golden seal.

Even if Lu Yu died, King Qi would have suffered heavy losses this time. Such luck could not be accumulated in more than ten years.

"It's just twelve Dharma images."

Lu Yu said calmly: "Even if all twelve of you are present, I will suppress them all."

"Stupid!" A cold snort came from the twelve dharma images.

"A young genius, who just killed some unknown people before, became arrogant and extravagant. He is so arrogant that he doesn't know whether to live or die!"

The twelve phantoms emitted bursts of laughter, not taking Lu Yu's words to heart at all.

Holy Lord Huang Tian and Lu Changqing flew forward and said loudly: "Along with us!"

The rest of the people followed suit one after another, bursting out with their own momentum.

Many of them are actually not weak in strength. If they were placed outside, they would be strong men who could intimidate a party. These people released their own pressure at the same time, almost making the world change color.

The god's Dharma form standing behind the twelve phantoms suddenly stretched out his hand, with divine magic evolving in his palm.

In the area around Lu Yu, thousands of divine patterns suddenly appeared, and the space seemed to be split. A colorful divine light completely isolated other people.

Although the distance between the two sides is only a short distance, it is like a natural chasm, inaccessible.

"The realm of gods!"

Holy Lord Huang Tian and Lu Changqing were shocked, and immediately used their magic power to attack.

But the space in front of him was like a black hole of nothingness. No matter what kind of attack it was, it was swallowed up by the colorful light curtain and absorbed outside.

"There is a time limit in the God's Realm, Lu Yu, please hold on a little longer!" Lu Changqing shouted.

Others also cast spells one after another, bombarding the light curtain continuously.

"They can't save you. When they open the light curtain, they will only see your body!" The old man laughed coldly.

"My corpse? I remember your faces. Today I will destroy your dharma images first. After I get out, I will personally come to your door and kill you all!"

Lu Yu's eyes flashed with endless fighting intent, and he shouted loudly.

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