Martial Dao Great Emperor

The nine peaks propped up the heaven and the earth, and gave birth to a sea of ​​thunder, which is called the land of powerful thunder sacrifices, and also known as the thunder sea of ​​nine peaks.

At this moment, as far as Luo Xiu was concerned, he had no choice but to kill Dongfang Yunyi, she was the saint of the generation of the Holy Spirit race, representing the face of Holy Spirit Mountain.

However, it makes no difference whether to kill or not. Just because he is a descendant of the Supreme Clan, the Holy Spirit Clan could not let him go.

"If I don't die, I will step into Zhixian in the future, it will be the time when the holy spirit tribe is annihilated!"

With boundless hatred, the eyes of Lu Mengyao staring at him before he died, Luo Xiu rushed towards the Jiufeng Thunder Sea without hesitation.

In this life, he has stepped into countless various Jedi, each time he can put himself to death and be reborn.

At this moment, he didn't know whether he could survive in this thunder sea, but he knew very well that if he didn't rush into this Jedi, he would definitely die in the hands of the Holy Spirit Race.

As soon as he entered the sea of ​​thunder, the dazzling thunder light pounced on his face, blocking all directions, and there was no way to avoid it.

He rushed in with the body of the dragon and magic cauldron, intending to cross this thunder sea.

With the horror of this nine-peak thunder sea, it is absolutely impossible for the chasing soldiers of the Holy Spirit Race to chase in, so the enemies he will face will be sharply reduced.

The entire Jiufeng Thunder Sea covers a vast area, covering an area close to tens of millions of miles. With the power of the Holy Spirit Clan, it is impossible to completely enclose this area in a short time.

"Catch in!"

The immortal kings of the Holy Spirit clan also rushed into the Thunder Sea. The Holy Spirit Clan has dual cultivation of soul and body, and has the supreme method of tempering the holy land of Immortal Dao. Almost all of these immortal kings have been to Jiufeng Leihai with the help of the thunder to temper their bodies. .

The speed of the strong immortal kings is very fast, especially since these people have been here, more than a dozen immortal kings are fast as shocking.

The thunder on the outermost periphery of the Jiufeng Leihai is blue. When it reaches a certain distance, the thunder has turned red. Even with the dragon and magic cauldron, there is still thunder’s remaining prestige falling on the body through defense. , Like a knife cut.

However, Luo Xiu still didn't mean to stop, he continued to go deep, and then the scarlet thunder turned into extremely shining white.

"Om!..."

The Dragon Demon Ding trembled violently, and countless blazing white thunder lights enveloped Luo Xiu's body. Even though his body was comparable to the best immortal artifact, he felt that he was about to crack and shatter at this moment.

At this moment, an iron block the size of a fist, and the whole body was pitch black, suddenly and automatically flew out of his storage ring.

The endless blazing white thunder light gathered one after another, merged into this piece of black iron, the black iron seemed like a bottomless pit, absorbing the thunder crazy.

"This...this is..."

Luo Xiu opened his eyes wide and his face showed a look of surprise. Of course he knew this piece of black iron, which he had obtained from the forbidden land of the Xianfeng clan when he was in the lower realm.

It is said that this should be left by the third generation ancestor of the Xianfeng Clan, which means it is equivalent to the treasure of a certain ancestor of the Huoji Palace in the four-pole holy land.

The weight of this piece of black iron is surprisingly heavy, and the size of a fist is comparable to the weight of a star. Luo Xiu has always been ignorant of the effect of this thing. He tried to refine it with the earth-level immortal fire, but he couldn’t melt it even at all. An imperial weapon like a fairy knife could not leave a trace on it.

He can be sure that the third generation ancestor of the Xianfeng clan must not know what this thing is.

At first he also speculated that the third generation of ancestors left behind the words "good fortune is hard to find", which means that the third generation of ancestors should be about a fairy king. It was not until later that he realized that the third generation of ancestors of the Xianfeng tribe was far more than he thought The powerful in the middle, the word'good fortune' left by him does not refer to the way of good fortune in the three supreme rules, but refers to a kind of chance, a kind of fortune.

He speculated that what the ancestor of the third generation of the Xianfeng clan sighed was that he wanted to seek a breakthrough to become the immortal emperor's good fortune and was not available!

The fairy phoenix clan can become the core of a sacred place. It must have had the power of the immortal, and even the legendary first ancestor, the first fairy phoenix between heaven and earth, is very likely to be the existence of the immortal emperor.

A piece of imperial weapon is difficult to damage, and something that Xianzun can't see through, even if Luo Xiu thinks with his toes, this thing is definitely not simple.

At this moment, this mysterious piece of black iron was madly swallowing thunder, Luo Xiu raised his hand to hold it, and whenever thunder approached, it would be absorbed by the black iron in his hand immediately, unable to cause any damage to him.

In this way, with this mysterious black iron, Luo Xiu continued rushing forward without any scruples, and soon there was a fourth type of thunder. The thunder here has turned into purple, and the purple light is full of light, just like a great monstrous. The breath of ancient vicissitudes.

Here, Luo Xiu could feel the aura of the chaos and the cosmos. It can be seen that the Immortal Venerable of the Primordial Age was able to sacrifice the Immortal Thunder here and was almost succeeding.

The thunder here could easily tear the body of the immortal king, but Luo Xiu quickly walked through it, and the surrounding purple immortal thunder was continuously absorbed by the black iron in his hand.

At this moment, the dozen or so immortal kings who were chasing in came to a halt. They were born in the Holy Spirit race, but not all of them have the blood of the Holy Spirit race. Even if they are powerful and comparable to the king's fairy weapon, they dare not take it lightly. Set foot in the area covered by purple fairy thunder.

Because this land of purple immortal thunder is generally the place where the Xianjun level powerhouse enters to temper the flesh.

"Everyone rushed in together, and definitely can't let this too much remnant escape."

One of the immortal kings suddenly said, and immediately raised his hand and waved, offering a chilly tripod.

"it is good!"

The other immortal kings nodded one after another, and then a dozen people joined forces to urge the tripod of the immortal king, blocking the purple fairy thunder, and rushing in.

However, Luo Xiu's speed was always faster than them, no matter how fast they accelerated, it was always difficult to catch up.

"How did this guy do it? Unhindered in the thunder sea."

"He is probably carrying a treasure for lightning protection!"

"The place where the mighty thunder offering sacrifices to thunder is related to nine. Nine is the extreme number. There are nine peaks and nine kinds of immortal thunders here. One is more terrifying than the other. You can kill the fairy!"

"Yes, even if we can't catch him, as long as he is forced into the land of black fairy thunder, he will definitely die."

More than a dozen immortal kings talked with each other through voice communication, and each of them locked Luo Xiu's figure to death.

A small land immortal, but forced more than a dozen immortal kings desperately hunted down, if they can still be escaped by the other party, the endless years of hard work of these people can be regarded as pigs and dogs.

After a while, the purple color in the front became thicker and darker. The black Xianlei suddenly came from Jiuyou, terrifying and destroying everything.

Luo Xiu slid in, and a dozen immortal kings of the Holy Spirit race behind were instantly dumbfounded.

"boom!"

A black immortal thunder struck, and the immortal kings of the Holy Spirit Mountain were all frightened. They scattered and avoided, not daring to touch them at all.

This is still on the edge, if it enters the depths of the black fairy thunder, then this kind of destructive fairy thunder will be everywhere, except for the hard top, there is no other way.

Seeing Luo Xiu's figure disappear in the depths of the black fairy thunder, more than a dozen fairy kings opened their eyes, their faces were filled with incredible expressions, bewildered.

"Damn, you can't let him run away like this, immediately notify the Holy Lord and block the Jiufeng Thunder Sea!"

"He can't escape, he can hold the fifth kind of immortal thunder, absolutely impossible to hold the sixth kind, he has to pass through the sea of ​​thunder, even more so, he has to pass the nine-fold immortal thunder.

"He is dead!"

"Yes, he must die!"