Martial Dao Great Emperor

"No **** pattern?"

Ruolan's voice was surprised.

She also knew that what she had just said was a bit too impulsive, the **** pattern had a special aura, if the other party used the **** pattern, she would definitely be able to sense it.

And she did not sense the unique breath of the **** pattern, which meant that the other party did not use the **** pattern.

Of course, if you want to sense the unique breath of the **** pattern, apart from the **** pattern master, only monks who have been in contact with the **** pattern for a long time can perceive it.

"I admit that I underestimated you, but if you think you can defeat me only by the strength of your physical body, then you are too naive."

Ruolan shot again in an instant, and a tower emerged above her head, filled with a vast and powerful aura.

Third-grade Protestor Weapon!

There are twelve levels of sermons, and there are twelve grades of weapons.

At this moment, the tower that Ruolan sacrificed to is a third-rank meditation weapon, which is equivalent to the top treasure.

"boom!"

A blow from the tower shook the world.

After Luo Xiu's body was tempered by the Chaos Thunder Pond, he had already stepped into the Proving Dao level.

However, he did not choose to use his physical body to forcefully shake the Daoist weapons, but the lightning flashed on his body and disappeared in an instant.

Now, the Thunder Dragon escape method he created in the past has been further transformed and improved in the Chaos Thunder Pool.

"Want to hide?"

"Nothing to hide!"

The moment Luo Xiu escaped, Ruolan's jade hand squeezed the seal, and strands of magical light flew out of the tower, and the magical light was intertwined, forming a big net, covering the entire battle platform. .

"Very good magical powers."

Even if Luo Xiu has now increased the speed by an unknown number of times, there is no solution to this trick.

But for Luo Xiu, he doesn't necessarily have to hide.

Raising his hand to grasp, the broken halberd that was behind his back fell into his hand.

As soon as the broken halberd appeared, there was an ancient and wild aura circulating, full of powerful deterrence.

"The weapons are good, but unfortunately they are incomplete."

Ruolan snorted, and as the printing method of his hand changed, the big net covering the entire battle platform began to shrink.

"is it?"

Luo Xiu smiled lightly. He still didn't use Dao Power to cultivate his base, which was comparable to the physical body of a Proving Dao weapon, using 50% of his power.

Even though it was only 50% of the power, it was already far beyond the half-step realm peak.

It can be said that the power of Luo Xiu's punch, even the so-called Daozi-level in Qingyu, can't stop it.

In the face of absolute power, no matter how exquisite your **** channel method is, it is useless.

"Boom!"

Luo Xiu used the broken halberd to cross the sky, and the big net intertwined with divine light was torn and shattered in an instant.

"Do you think this can beat me?"

What surprised Luo Xiu was that the woman named Ruolan did not admit defeat, and a mysterious aura suddenly emerged from her body.

The power of the domain?

Luo Xiu's eyes narrowed slightly, of course he was familiar with the breath of power.

And this Ruolan's comprehension of the power of the domain is above the Yin and Yang Daozi.

After all, Daozi of Yin and Yang only comprehended the initial stage of the 50% transformation, but this woman named Ruolan at least understood the stage of the initial achievement of the Qicheng transformation.

It can be said that this woman's talent has surpassed Yin and Yang Daozi.

Although her cultivation base is much worse than that of Yin-Yang Daozi, she has only practiced for about 7,000 years, while Yin-Yang Daozi has practiced for at least 20,000 years.

"Oh? The aura of the power of the domain can make Ruolan use the power of the domain. It seems that she has met an opponent."

In the direction of the City Lord’s Mansion, a middle-aged man sits under a big tree drinking tea and looks towards the central square of Guankong City.

"Ruolan's opponent is not easy." Sitting across from the middle-aged man was an old man in a green shirt with a smile on his face.

"Oh? That said, Peng had noticed it a long time ago?" The middle-aged man raised his brows and realized that he seemed to be hindsight.

In an instant, two powerful divine consciousnesses descended.

"This youth in purple shirt, what a strong body!"

"Yes, his physical body is comparable to a Daoist weapon, and with only about 50% of his physical body's power, Ruolan has been able to go all out." The Qingshan old man squinted his eyes and said.

"He has been cultivating for about ten thousand years, and he is able to refine such a powerful body. This is not something that can be done with a strong body training method. It must be done with countless opportunities for good fortune." Middle-aged men are also well-informed.

"Yes, he can get countless opportunities for good fortune, which means that this child is a person with great fortune, a person who is favored by fate, and he is not just that simple, he is also a **** pattern master, his right hand There is a powerful **** pattern hidden in it, which can kill the Taoist priest."

Speaking of this, the old man in the green shirt flashed a glimmer of light in his eyes.

"what?"

The face of the middle-aged man changed in shock. In terms of eyesight and insight, he was far inferior to the old man in green shirt, Peng Lao.

...

On the battlefield.

Luo Xiu's gaze fell on the woman named Ruolan, and he smiled slightly, "Seven percent of the world's initial stage is good, but it is still not my opponent. You should understand that until now, I haven't used Dao. Powerful cultivation base."

"Hmph, I don't believe that you can defeat me with your physical body!"

Ruo Lanjiao yelled, and Miao Man's figure flashed away. The **** tower she sacrificed was also shining brightly, turning into a huge mountain, moving towards Luo Xiu's suppression.

"Boom!"

Luo Xiu raised his hand with a punch. It was still 50% physical strength, but it was the power of a punch, and he blasted the tower out.

Although this **** tower is a third-grade dao weapon, with Ruolan's cultivation base, it is impossible to urge the power of the dao-level, so Luo Xiu can knock it into the air with only 50% physical strength.

At the same time, Luo Xiu's figure moved, leaving only a jumping thunder arc in place.

In the next instant, Luo Xiu had appeared behind Ruolan, with the broken halberd in his hand lying between her neck.

As long as he moves the killing mind, with a single blow, this woman can be wiped out.

"You lost." Luo Xiu said lightly.

"I……"

Ruolan lowered her head, she turned her head to look at Luo Xiu, under the golden mask, a pair of beautiful eyes flowed with brilliance.

Because for her, as long as someone defeats her, then this person will be her lifelong companion.

"You actually won?"

"My God, Princess Ruolan is going to be famous."

"This person is too powerful. With only the power of the flesh, he has defeated our Sky City's Proud Girl?"

...

The crowd below the platform exploded.

"Om!"

At this moment, a middle-aged man dressed in brocade clothes appeared directly on the battle platform, as if teleporting.

Moreover, his appearance didn't even make Luo Xiu aware of it in advance, and it didn't cause the fluctuation of the space, showing the clever means.

"It's Lord City Lord!"

The appearance of this person caused a thousand waves of waves with one stone, and everyone under the battle platform respectfully saluted this middle-aged man in brocade.