Martial Dao Great Emperor

Martial arts practice is like the evolutionary journey of life, from ordinary creatures to gods and demons. As the realm of cultivation becomes higher and higher, while gaining powerful strength, it also has a long and long life.

Generally speaking, the vast majority of martial arts powerhouses can't get rid of the shackles of a chaotic era. Even if they are powerhouses in the supreme realm, surviving a chaotic era is basically the limit.

However, if you step into the realm of the Taoist master, the shackles of life will not have any meaning, because the powerhouse above the Taoist master level has already obtained almost eternal life.

Of course, Dao master-level powerhouses can still be killed!

The vast universe and starry sky is divided into three major interfaces. In the era of Dayan, which is older than the beginning, a catastrophe erupted. One of the interfaces was nearly shattered by the fierce battle, and life was extinct and suffered unimaginable destruction. .

And this destroyed interface is now the Bafang Supreme Realm.

Among the ancestors of these deserted tribes kneeling in front of the Wuji Dao Zun, there are people who have survived since the Dayan era, and it is also because they have lived for a long time that they know the power and fear of the powerful.

Wu Ji Dao Zun did not pay attention to the ancestors of these wild races, because at his level, these people in front of him were not qualified to talk to him at all.

When he came to the ancestral land of the desert tribe, what he wanted to see was the ancestor of the desert tribe, the ancestor of the desert!

It's just that the Wild Ancestor, one of the eight ancient ancestors who is respected by the world, seems to be a bad old man in the mouth of the Wuji Dao Zun at this moment.

"Wuji? Why are you looking for me?"

Suddenly, a voice of vicissitudes came from the depths of the ancestral hall, followed by a sound of footsteps, and a short, skinny old man walked out of the ancestral hall.

It's such a humble looking old man, one of the legendary ancient ancestors, the wild ancestor!

"I'm looking for you to settle the account!" Wuji Dao Zun was very polite, and raised his hand with a wave. The scene that had happened in the main hall of the Great Desert City Lord's Mansion before appeared.

The protagonist in this scene is naturally Luo Xiu, and what happened is exactly the whole process in which he was persecuted by Huang Zun, and then the Huang Zun Supreme took action to force him to stay.

"Huang Tower has chosen the owner again?"

Huang Zu's face changed slightly, and while surprised, a pair of cloudy old eyes revealed surprise.

Endless years ago, the barren tower came into being in the original avenue, and he also got the barren tower, and then he embarked on a road to become a strong man.

If there is no accident, in the future, he is very likely to practice the Great Dao of Desolation to the ultimate perfection, and then go one step further and spy on the supreme fairyland!

It's a pity that all of this was destroyed like a mirror flower, and when he was seriously injured and dying, he had to transform himself into Tao and evolved the starry sky of the desolate world today.

After evolving the starry sky, he was able to save, and even further his cultivation base, from the later stage of the Taoist master, advanced to the realm of the Taoist priest.

However, he also lost the possibility of further progress, not only his own martial art realm, but even his ontology would never be able to leave the starry sky in the wilderness.

Like him, the seven ancient ancestors of the other seven supreme realms all face the same difficulties and troubles.

Immortal Dao has no chance, and the waste tower can only be dusted in his own hands, so the waste ancestor no longer controls the waste tower, but to let whoever in the waste world has a higher cultivation base and stronger ability, who can control the waste tower. As for whether they can become the masters of the deserted towers, it depends on their respective chances.

Long years have passed, but the Wild Tower has never recognized the Lord again. Although it has passed through the hands of generations of strong people, there are strongest and Taoist priests, but those strong can not be truly recognized by the Wild Tower.

When Huang Zu learned the news that Huang Pago finally recognized the Lord, he was really excited, because it meant that the Desert Pagoda, which had been covered in dust for endless years, was finally about to reappear its supreme power!

"That boy is..." Huang Zu frowned, and looked at Wu Ji Dao Zun with a puzzled look.

"The disciple of the deity!"

Although he had already guessed in his heart, when he heard these words from the mouth of Wu Ji Dao Zun, Huang Zu's face still showed a trace of distressed expression.

"Wuji! Are you shameless? How many disciples have you received? You have to give me anything you say about this disciple!"

Huang Zu's face suddenly became hideous, his eyes even turned red, like a vicious gambler, on the verge of madness.

"The Wild Tower recognizes him as the master, which means that the most suitable for this young man to cultivate is the Great Dao of Desolation. If we talk about the perception of the Great Dao of Desolation, no one in this world can compare to me!"

Huang Zu stared his eyes and said, "If I hand it over to Lao Tzu for training, I will hope to become a fairy in the future!"

The Promise Dao Venerable was also a little stunned, but after thinking about it carefully, there is no wonder Huang Zu was so excited.

After all, because of that year, Huang Zu has lost the possibility of becoming a true immortal. Even after so many years, Huang Zu is still worried about it, so he hopes to find a successor to him. The unfinished road is completed!

"You old fellow, I haven't asked you to settle the account. It's okay for you, but you still want to grab my apprentice?"

Wu Ji Dao Zun laughed blankly, "Even if I give you this apprentice, can you teach it?"

"A joke! This young man hasn't even the seven-wheeled **** emperor's cultivation base, I can't teach him in the state of Dao Zun?"

Huang Zu blew his beard and stared, but soon his wrinkled old face squeezed out a slightly flattering smile, "Wuji, as long as you are willing to give me this apprentice, you can do whatever you want!"

When he said this, Huang Ancestor was ready to hemorrhage.

"Don't rush to speak so full." Wuji Dao Zun smiled and shook his head, pointing to the scene that was still present.

As Huang Zun was about to take action to grab the origin, when Luo Xiu's whole body was gushing with fairy light, the expression on Huang Zun's face suddenly became sluggish.

"This...this is..." Huang Zu's eyes rolled round, his pupils dilated, and his breathing became rapid.

"Yes, he opened up the path of immortality, so I said that you can't teach him, not just you, even I can't teach him. Although he is my disciple, he is only a master and apprentice. Did not teach him anything."

Wu Ji Dao Zun smiled and said that he was very satisfied with Luo Xiu's disciple, and even this youngest disciple was even better than Xiao Zhan, his big disciple who was born with a fairy that day.

However, Wu Ji Dao Zun said these words is really a little modest, in the previous life, if he had not been guided by the incarnation sealed in the Sealed Demon Valley, he might not have been too affectionate.

And in this life, if he hadn't taught the Nine Changes Divine Art technique, Luo Xiu might not have been able to comprehend and open up his own immortal way so quickly.

It can be said that Luo Xiu can have today's achievements and potential, and Wu Ji Dao Zun played a vital role in it.

"Haha, good! Very good!...Haha!"

After shaking his body violently due to excitement, Huang Zu suddenly raised his head and laughed, his long gray hair dancing wildly behind his head.

His laughter shook the world, and the entire time and space of the ancestral land shook, causing ripples.

When Huang Zu and Wuji were talking between the two Taoist priests, the Taoists of the Huang Clan knelt on the ground one by one, not even daring to lift their heads, and even listened to what they said between the two Taoist priests. No, I can only hear my ancestor suddenly burst out laughing.

After laughing for a long time, Huang Zu stopped and his eyes fell on Wu Ji Dao Zun again, saying: "I have to admit, old man, I really admire you!"

The Promise Dao Venerable smiled without saying a word. Of course he knew why Huang Zu had to admire him, because the two Immortal Dao geniuses unique to the Bafang Supreme Realm were all his Wuji disciples.

Some people have huge potential. Although they can be called immortal geniuses, they are still far behind the geniuses who have developed immortal Dao.

This means that as long as they are cultivated, they can easily cultivate to the realm of Dao Master Dao Zun!

As for becoming immortal, it is not that simple, because becoming immortal not only requires talent, but also the good fortune of immortality!

Huang Zu did not mention the matter of accepting disciples anymore. He stared at Wuji Dao Zun, "I know what Wuji you want, old man, I can not prevent him from becoming the real master of the waste tower, and I can even bring out some treasures. I need your disciple to do me a favor!"

"Talking to smart people is a pleasure, and the deal is done!"

The Promise Dao Venerable laughed. He knew that his purpose had been achieved. He didn't even need to ask what Huang Zu asked Luo Xiu to help.

This busyness is difficult for Dao Zun to do, but for Luo Xiu, it is very simple, and it can even be said to be a simple task.

As for the reason why the Promise Dao Venerable walked in person, it was naturally so that Luo Xiu could smoothly control the deserted tower, because in the starry sky of the desert world, there was no nodding of the old fellow of the deserted ancestor, and no one could take the deserted tower.

Not only that, he also got the treasures he needed from the ancestors.

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"Brother, where are we going?"

After leaving the Great Wilderness Ancient City, Luo Xiu had been following Dugu, but he found that the route Dugu took him did not seem to return to the Promise Sword Region.

The two hundred seven-wheeled divine emperors behind Luo Xiu were also puzzled, where is the Lord of the Sword Region going to take them?

"Go get back what should belong to you." With his hands behind his back, Dugu smiled mysteriously.

This smile made the Seven Wheels Divine Emperor even more dazed, but Luo Xiu's eyes shrank, as if he had guessed something.

Because the route they are flying at the moment seems to be in the direction of Shentian Shengzong!

At the same time, the aura of Huang Zun who was hundreds of thousands of miles away from the Divine Heaven Sect, all the disciples of the entire Divine Heaven Sect felt the vast pressure.

"Give me an order, as long as all sect families attached to the holy sect, all the martial arts who have a cultivation level above the five-wheeled **** king, all gather!"

Huang Zun's majestic voice echoed in the sky above the sect, and the faces of the gods and the elders changed in shock, and then the ancestor's command was transmitted at the fastest speed.