Martial Dao Great Emperor

Tianwu Kingdom has changed.

Since the collapse of the small world of Dongfu, and the fall of twenty martial masters, the situation in the surrounding areas of the Tianwu Kingdom has always been on the verge of turmoil.

Fan Tide was destroyed by Luo Xiu in the small world of the cave mansion, and most of his soul was destroyed, leaving only a ray of soul in the soul lamp.

He wants to restore the cultivation base of the former martial master, at least more than ten years.

The Fan family did not dare to say anything about it, and strictly sealed the news, while other parties in the Tianwu Kingdom had heard of it and were ready to move.

Like Fan Tide, the palace lord of the Purple Mansion saved his life with the Soul Lantern. When the ancestor of the Purple Mansion learned the news, he was furious and went out of the customs and went to the Tongshui Swamp to investigate.

In the ordinary Qingyun City in the past, there are now a gathering of strong people. In the small world of Dongfu, many of the martial masters who took advantage of Luo Xiu have moved to Qingyun City and live near the Luo family.

On this day, Qingyun City was peaceful and peaceful, purple suddenly filled the sky, and an unpredictable coercion descended on the city.

The spreading purple gas turned into a huge barrier, like an inverted bowl, covering the entire Qingyun City.

In the sky above Qingyun City, a simple and huge warship emerged from the clouds.

On the deck of the battleship, a well-known Wu Xiu stood proudly, full of murderous air.

In the Tianwu Kingdom, only the Fan family’s royal family had warships for a long time, but this warship did not come from the Fan family's royal family. On the heights of the warship, a flag was hung and wrote: Purple Mansion!

"It's from Zifu Palace!"

The martial arts powerhouses in the city were all shocked, and they looked up at the bronze warship in the sky with solemn expressions.

At the same time, all the blue guards in Qingyun City also gathered, standing on the wall under the leadership of the master of Wudian.

"Who came?" Yukong, the master of Wudian, flew up and shouted.

He had just entered the realm of refining the gods, and had no knowledge of the three supernatural forces surrounding Tianwu Kingdom.

Above the battleship that was like a mountain ridge, an old man with white eyebrows wearing a purple robe with one hand on his back, a pair of indifferent eyes, slowly looked over.

The old man just glanced at Qingyun City below indifferently, and then ignored it.

With his identity and cultivation base, how can he lower his figure and compare it with a ant?

"Are you the head of the Martial Hall appointed by Xiaoyao Sect in Qingyun City?"

On the battleship, a middle-aged man stepped out, condescending, overlooking proudly: "Give you three breaths time, hand over Luo Xiu's family in the city, or die!"

"Luo Xiu?"

When the Lord of the Martial Hall heard this name, his expression was shocked.

He didn't know who Luo Xiu had offended, but the other party came directly to the door.

"Who is your excellency, don't you know that all the major cities in Yunlong County are under the shelter of Xiaoyaomen?"

The Lord of the Martial Hall looked groaned and could only take out the backstage of Xiaoyaomen.

Although Xiaoyao Sect is not the top power in Tianwu, it is also the sect that dominates a county. Under normal circumstances, no one wants to provoke it.

However, what the Lord of the Martial Hall didn't expect was that after he revealed the background of the Xiaoyao Gate, all the purple-clothed martial arts who stood on the battleship looked disdainful.

It seems that for these guys on the warship, Xiaoyaomen is nothing more than an influx.

"Xiaoyao Gate is no more than a small sect, not to mention a small Qingyun City, even if it is Yunlong County City, this seat can raise its hand and destroy it!"

The middle-aged man sneered, his eyes flickered, and he pointed out a volley.

"Rewind!"

Ye Xiangdou in the city below saw this scene with awe-inspiring expression.

However, although he reminded the Lord of the Martial Hall, he was still a little late after all. As soon as the middle-aged man pointed a purple light, he snorted, and instantly penetrated the skull of the Lord of Martial Hall, bringing up a string of blood stains mixed with white pulp.

This scene fell in the eyes of many Wu Xiu in the city below, and the audience was instantly in an uproar.

Especially for those martial cultivators in Qingyun City, the master of the martial hall is equivalent to a city master, with a high level of cultivation and powerful strength.

But the lord who was as powerful as the martial hall was pointed and killed by the people on the warship like an ant. Who was the other party? What kind of terrifying cultivation base?

On the battleship of the Purple Mansion, for the middle-aged man, killing a mere divine refinement was nothing but a trivial matter.

He shook his sleeves and waved his hand coldly, "The disciples of the Purple Mansion Palace follow the order and enter the city to capture Luo Xiu's family. If you dare to stop anyone, you will kill you!"

Following an order from the middle-aged man, hundreds of figures swooped down on the bronze warship, all of them were cultivation bases above the Wuzong Refining God, and the dozens headed by them were the cultivation bases of the Martial King realm.

Such a huge strength is enough to destroy the overlord of Yunlong County, Xiaoyaomen, let alone a small Qingyun City?

In the city, Ye Xiangdou's expression was gloomy and uncertain, and everyone in the Luo family and Liu's family was also ashamed.

Even those martial masters who took advantage of Luo Xiu and promised to help him protect their relatives, their faces changed and they did not dare to move.

Because, on the battleship above Qingyun City, sitting on the ancestor of the Zifu Palace, Emperor Wu is the strongest!

"stop!"

At this moment, an angry shout came, and two figures appeared, stopping the many Zifu Palace martial arts who swooped down.

The two figures, one man and one woman, the man wearing a blue shirt and the woman wearing a mask, both release the breath of a powerful man.

"The juniors pay homage to the ancestors of the Purple Mansion."

The two did not make a move, but saluted the ancestors of the Purple Mansion on the bronze warship.

The middle-aged man is the master of the Changhe sect, and the woman with a mask is the master of Xuanyang.

The ancestor of the Purple Mansion on the battleship frowned, "You two juniors, want to stop me too?"

"Senior joked, the younger generation naturally didn't dare to stop Senior from acting." Changhe Sect Master and Xuanyang Sect Master said quickly.

"Since you don't dare, then let go, otherwise, don't blame the old man for his ruthlessness!" The ancestor of the Purple Mansion snorted coldly, overwhelming.

In the small world of Dongfu and his party, Zifu Palace suffered heavy losses. Not to mention the fall of a Wujun elder, the contemporary palace lord only has a ray of soul. As the ancestor of Wuhuang, how can he not be angry?

Moreover, what he cares more about is the ancient inheritance obtained by the junior named Luo Xiu. If he can capture his relatives and threaten him, he may be able to obtain the ancient inheritance and go further.

Concerning the future of his martial arts, the ancestors of the Purple Mansion would naturally not be soft-hearted, and he would dare to kill anyone who dared to stop him.

"Hmph, the ancestor of the Purple Mansion is so powerful!"

Suddenly, a sneer came, and the space in the distant sky was ups and downs, and a figure slowly emerged, surrounded by golden light.

In the golden light, a figure stepped out, with a sneer on his face, with his left hand behind his back, a long silver hair fluttered down, fluttering in the wind, like a fairy in the dust.

As soon as this person appeared, the world seemed to be under his control.

"Xuan Yang, are you going to stop me?" Seeing this person, the ancestor of the Purple Mansion flashed sharply in his eyes.

This time a person with golden light can make the ancestors of the purple mansion concentrating on it. Obviously it is an existence of the same level, the Wuhuang ancestor of Xuanyang Sect!

"It's not to stop you, but this Luo Xiu's relatives, we can't act rashly."

There was another voice coming, a turbulent river rushing in the sky, amidst the ups and downs, the figure of an old man was standing on the waves, his hand stroked his white beard and smiled.

The ancestors of Changhe and Xuanyang are here together!

At this point, the three most powerful martial emperor-level powerhouses in the surrounding area of ​​Tianwu Nation gathered in this small Qingyun City.

The initiator of such a scene was Luo Xiu, a teenager who was only now a teenager!

It was such a humble young man who was able to pull his teeth among the martial arts powerhouses, taking away the ancient inheritance, not to mention, but also causing the fall of several martial monarchs, causing an uproar, and alarming the superior Martial Emperor ancestors.

...

"What is this place?"

Luo Xiu stood in the air, overlooking a barren ground below. Under the hot sun, small gravels shone with golden light.

This is a desert. From a distance, you can vaguely see raised sand dunes, strange-shaped mushroom stones, and occasionally a few cacti standing in the desert.

The only thing that makes people feel a little more comfortable is the endless blue sky.

In the small world of the cave mansion, with the force of the ancient formation forbidden, Luo Xiu didn't know where he was teleported to.

"This ghost place is really hot." Long Ming raised his hand, and Zhen Yuan turned into a fan in his hand. Now that he has turned into a human form, he is like a rich man.

Connect with the black profound soul in the palm of the left hand with divine consciousness, "Do you know where this is?"

After all, the ancient formation prohibition for transmission came from the hands of Emperor Black Xuanwu.

"It's a random transmission. I don't know where it is. Moreover, the world of ancient times is quite different from the current world."

The Black Profound Soul couldn't determine where this was. The only thing that can be determined is that this place is definitely not in the Tianwu Kingdom, because the ancient formation of the small world of the cave mansion prohibits the transmission, at least it can traverse millions of miles.

In desperation, Luo Xiu had no choice but to choose a direction to move forward. The first thing he had to do was to determine where he came.

In the sea of ​​dantian Qi, the three spirit treasures of Emperor Black Xuanwu did not move at all, and the souls residing in the palm of his left hand were also extremely weak. Based on the current situation, they could not pose a threat to him for the time being.

Luo Xiu did not have complete trust in Emperor Black Xuanwu. The reason why he agreed to let the other party's soul reside in his body was mainly because of the circumstances at the time and he couldn't help himself.

In the endless desert, it is impossible to distinguish the direction. Luo Xiu flew aimlessly for several days, at least for thousands of miles, and the surrounding environment still didn't change much, as if he was always spinning in place.

On this day, Luo Xiu landed on the top of a barren hill, his eyes suddenly turned to the distant horizon.

In his line of sight, a vague black spot moved from far to near. When Luo Xiu saw the black spot clearly, his pupils suddenly shrank.

It was actually a black warship, the whole body was forged from a black metal, and the speed of the flight was equivalent to that of a powerful man in the late King of Wu flying at full speed.

Within the territory of Tianwu Kingdom, those who can control warships are at least the powerhouses at the rank of Martial Lord.

As the distance approached, Luo Xiu saw a flag hung on the jet black warship, writing: Mingguang Chamber of Commerce.

Booming...

The warship smashed into the air very quickly, and the air around it was cracking like thunder.

Luo Xiu hurriedly flew over. In order to prevent misunderstandings, before it was near, he shouted with the blessing of true yuan: "I'm lost in the next place. I don't know if I can take me for a ride, and I will thank you later."

On the deck of the battleship, there were a dozen Wu Xiu wearing battle armor and armed with combat soldiers, headed by three powerful men who gave off the breath of King Wu.

Feeling the breath of King Wu radiating from Luo Xiu's body, the three leaders on the warship looked at each other. One of the middle-aged men stepped out and said loudly, "Friends, please get on board!"