Martial Dao Great Emperor

Although Luo Xiu's cultivation base did not reach the realm of the Holy Emperor.

But his combat power can reach a level comparable to that of the middle holy emperor.

When the tall Saint Emperor appeared, Luo Xiu instinctively felt a very dangerous aura.

This means that the opponent has enough power to threaten him.

Such a holy emperor, naturally, cannot be the early holy emperor, at least the middle holy emperor, or even the late holy emperor.

This person has long silver-white hair, a pair of eyes gleaming with fiery golden light, and a powerful aura, which locks Luo Xiu firmly.

Luo Xiu's eyes narrowed, his expression revealing a deep guard, and the dark spear emerged in his hand, which he held tightly.

He is ready to fight for life and death. After all, the opponent is very likely to be a powerhouse of the late Saint Emperor. There is a big gap between this level of powerhouse and him.

"I don't even know when in the ancient land of good fortune, a strong man from the late Saint Emperor stage will come." Luo Xiu said indifferently.

"You think too much, now the ancient land can only allow the holy emperor realm to descend for the time being, and it is also quite restrictive, and can't descend too many people." The silver-haired man said lightly.

"So, you are a creature in the ancient land?" Luo Xiu suddenly understood.

"For you, what's the point of knowing? Someone asked me to kill you. If you want to blame, you shouldn't offend someone who can't be offended." The silver-haired man said indifferently.

After hearing this, Luo Xiu's first thought was the Son of Qingling.

He killed the top ten holy queens, and he did not expect the following changes to occur.

The emergence of early ancient repairs.

The arrival of the oldest son.

There is also the Son of the Azure Spirit, who has actually been blessed by the luck of the endless era and became the Son of the endless.

Those who can have the face to invite the strong man in the late Saint Emperor Realm to take action should be the ones among the three children of hope.

It should be impossible for the early sons.

Then the problem should lie with the oldest son and Qingling Shengzi.

Although the suspicion of Qingling Shengzi is the greatest.

But Luo Xiu also had a feeling that when the oldest son looked at him, although he had no intention to kill, his eyes were full of abyssal indifference.

"It's useless to say more."

Suddenly, the silver-haired man made a move, and strands of mysterious runes were condensed into a big hand, and the man's technique was surprisingly the most ancient.

The void in all directions was imprisoned by the power of the vast runes. Luo Xiu would flee without it, so he held a dark spear, his figure flashed and killed him.

"Om!"

This gun penetrated the void, and almost instantly, it came to the silver-haired man.

"Your cultivation is too weak. Although you can kill the holy emperor in the early stage and want to hurt me, there is no such possibility."

The silver-haired man shook his head. When he reached his level of existence, his condensed Dao Soul had reached an unpredictable level of control over the Dao.

A rune flew out of his body, and with a bang, it collided with the dark spear in Luo Xiu's hand.

The rune is like a magnet, sticking to the blade of the gun, making Luo Xiu's gun frozen, unable to stab it forward.

To ban everything with the Avenue of Runes, all laws are not present, this is the vast coercion and unpredictable power of the powerful in the late Holy Emperor.

"boom!"

At this moment, the silver-haired man raised his hand and pinched the fingers of his sword, with his fingers close together, like a sharp sword, hitting Luo Xiu's head.

In Luo Xiu's eyes, this sword finger was enlarged unlimitedly, like a horrible mountain of swords, crushing him into powder.

"White Jade Tower!"

Luo Xiu's body was filled with white jade light, and the power of the physical body turned to the extreme, and the phantom of the white jade pagoda appeared above his head.

"Rumble..."

Sword Mountain pressed down, and the white jade pagoda phantom on top of Luo Xiu's head instantly cracked.

Although the White Jade Pagoda is incomplete, Yiluo Xiu's realm can only be integrated, and it cannot be completely refined for the time being. Naturally, the power he can urge is also very limited.

In the end!

Luo Xiu yelled. Under his forcible explosion, his strength suddenly became dozens of times stronger.

"Boom!"

Accompanied by a loud noise, the silver-haired man snorted, and on the sword fingers that were brought together, blood was dripping with the sound of broken bones.

"interesting."

The silver-haired man's face sank, as a strong man in the late Saint Emperor stage, he was actually injured by a young junior.

When Luo Xiu fought against the Ten Great Heritage, his hiding in the dark was naturally a means to know Luo Xiu.

It's just that he didn't expect that, using his realm to test with his own hands, the strength of the opponent's office was much stronger than he thought.

But he didn't take it seriously.

As a strong man in the late Holy Emperor, if even a junior can't solve it, wouldn't it be a shame?

"Om!"

His eyebrows glowed, and the bright silver glow exploded, polishing the soul of the long years, bursting out terrible soul pressure, and wanted to use the pressure of soul and consciousness to completely suppress this junior.

In the depths of Luo Xiu's eyebrows, the azure gold true spirit holding the primitive ancient pattern suddenly opened his eyes.

The other saint kings condense the Dao Yin with the true spirit and consciousness.

Luo Xiu took a different approach and only cultivated the true spirit, turning it into the soul of the beginning.

When the pressure of the opponent’s soul was overwhelmed, the original ancient pattern shone and vibrated. The oldest brand that was originally integrated with the true spirit also filled with a powerful aura, making Luo Xiu actually in the soul consciousness. It is actually faintly able to contend with the strong of the late Saint Emperor!

As a result, not only the silver-haired man on the opposite side was shocked.

Even Luo Xiu himself was a little unexpected.

Although he cultivated the soul of the beginning, but also as much soul power as the level of the middle holy emperor.

There seems to be little difference between the middle and late stages of the holy emperor, but it is like the sky, insurmountable.

However, the power blessing of the primitive ancient patterns and the most ancient imprint allowed him to overcome the shackles and compete with them.

Even if it is still inferior to the opponent's soul consciousness, it is not much different, at least it can protect itself, and will not be completely crushed by the opponent's soul consciousness.

"Retreat!"

At this moment, Luo Xiu no longer thinks about the good luck in the bronze tower.

As his figure flickered, he flew quickly, planning to leave here.

After all, before that, he had already experienced a great battle, whether it was the ultimate return to one technique or the original return to one technique, he had already performed it.

Now even if it can be used again, but the maintenance time is shorter, and the loss of cultivation base needs time to recover.

"You can't leave!"

The silver-haired man's cold voice came, and the sky was surging with divine light, displaying great magical powers and drowning toward Luo Xiu's suppression.

At this moment, it was as if the sky was falling apart, all the monks retreated one after another, and the three children of hope all watched indifferently, and no one had any intention or idea to intervene.

The first ancient son was dressed in a blue shirt, moving with the wind, his eyes suddenly looked at the oldest son in white, and he smiled faintly, "Speaking of which, he is your brother. Are you planning to stand by like this?"