Martial Dao Great Emperor

Beyond the ancient land.

It's not just the Heavenly Golden Lord.

In other places in the Dao Realm, there are also powerful masters of the Holy Venerable Realm with unfathomable cultivation. They all look different, some are angry, some sneer, and some are silent.

Although the strong in the holy state cannot enter the ancient land.

But with the methods they master, they can perceive what happened in the ancient land.

Many of the monks who existed in the ancient land are equivalent to their eyes.

Therefore, for all the powerhouses in the holy state, the appearance of Luo Xiu appeared in their eyes at this moment.

The figure standing proudly in the emptiness of chaos is like eternity.

at the same time.

Luo Xiu, who was in the ancient land, also seemed to have a reaction.

His true spirit has escaped from the endless or the most ancient level of cultivation, condensing the original soul.

He has a feeling of being peeped.

But this feeling was fleeting, and he couldn't help but frown.

At this moment, the Blue Spirit Saint Child who had also broken his hole card, was horrified and then retreated. It seemed that there was only the thought of running away in his heart.

"How is this possible? I am the son of endless, and I carry the blessing of the luck of the times. How can I lose to you? How can you be so strong?"

As the son of the first generation of endless, this is a kind of supreme glory, aura added body, aura blessing, in the future, he has a very high possibility of becoming a taboo-like existence, juxtaposed with the legendary big man.

But at this moment, he looked desperate. Whether it was faith or Taoism, his whole person was about to shatter like glass.

"There is nothing impossible in this world."

Luo Xiu held the black broken blade in his hand, holding the incomplete weapon in his hand, but he didn't look downright in the slightest, on the contrary, he was proud of it.

However, only Luo Xiu knew his own situation.

Although the previous consecutive shots have eliminated the phantom of a saintly realm powerhouse, it was his limit eruption. In addition, he was also injured during the previous fight and the robbery, and he has been suppressing it all the time. .

Luo Xiu didn't rush to shoot.

Because the original body's powerful resilience is running on its own, his injuries are constantly being repaired between every breath.

The cracks on his body surface are healing.

The loss of cultivation in his body is gradually recovering.

Performing the original return to one technique was a great consumption. Luo Xiu didn't know if those who wanted to deal with him had other means, so he did not act rashly.

"I don't believe it! I don't believe all of this!" Qing Ling Shengzi hissed.

Qingling Mountain is the oldest heritage of the endless era and the origin of the endless road.

After more than three thousand chaotic eras.

Qingling Mountain only condensed a spiritual orb.

The life bred in the spirit beads.

And his Green Spirit Son was conceived from that Spirit Orb.

So his name is called Qingling.

His future is bound to be limitless, but he has only cultivated for tens of thousands of years. He has not yet become a great emperor, and has not achieved taboos. How could he die here?

Heavenly Golden Sovereign is also a life bred on Qingling Mountain. His strength is placed among the powerhouses of the Sovereign Realm, and it is also a top-level existence. His phantom of consciousness is not something that any Sage Emperor Realm can contend.

What exactly is going on?

How did Luo Xiu do it?

The Qingling Saint Child's heart is very chaotic at this moment. In the Dao Realm where there are no great emperor realm powerhouses today, Tianjin Saint Venerable can be called one of the strongest people.

The reason why he knew that Luo Xiu's strength was very strong, but still calm and determined, was because he had such a powerful hole card.

But he never thought of it.

He held the trump card that he was relying on, but he was vulnerable to a blow in front of Luo Xiu, and was easily cut off.

At the same time, his belief was extinguished, and his Dao heart was shaken, showing signs of collapse.

Qing Ling Shengzi was very frightened.

Because he knows very well that for a monk in his realm, Dao heart and faith are very important.

Faith collapsed, and there is hope to be regained in the future.

But if Dao Xin collapses, then his whole person will be completely destroyed, because Dao Xin is closely related to cultivation base. Once Dao Xin is lost, cultivation base will also be lost.

Luo Xiu walked around, his own state gradually stabilized, and he could be sure that even if there was an emergency, he would be sure to react.

Qingling Son must die.

This person is blessed by the luck of the times. Once he misses the opportunity to kill him, the growth rate of the opponent will be very terrifying.

Even if Luo Xiu had the assurance and confidence to suppress him now, if the Qingling Saint Child had cultivated to the Holy Venerable realm and he was still in the Holy Emperor realm, the result would be completely different.

And when the Qingling Son saw Luo Xiu walking towards him, he already knew what would happen next.

At this moment, he actually calmed down.

"Are you sure you dare to kill me?"

"You have to know that my body carries 80% of the luck of the endless era. If you kill me, you will be the enemy of everyone in the entire endless era!"

"Really? Be the enemy if you are an enemy, why do you fear everything in my life, Luo Xiu?"

Luo Xiu's tone was very plain, as if he was telling a trivial thing.

"puff!"

He waved the broken blade in his hand. At this moment, the Qingling Saint Child at the end of the crossbow could not resist at all. He could only watch the black broken blade slash across.

next moment.

His head flew out, his eyes were round, full of unwillingness and resentment, and he couldn't squint.

at the same time.

At the moment when the Qingling Son died, a large swath of golden light surged from his body, and the body of the Qingling Son was also decomposed, turned into golden light, and condensed into a cloud.

The power of luck!

The cultivators present all shrank their eyes, and their eyes showed a bright light.

The words of luck are illusory.

It is said that air luck is related to destiny, and those who receive the blessing of air luck will have better luck. For example, it is easier to practice, to enlighten the Tao, and even to get luck.

Legend has it that there are two rivers in nothingness.

One is the long river of time, which records the past of one era after another.

There is also a long river of fate, which carries the fate of every life and records the fate.

The strong can go against the flow of time and follow the past.

But only those who are detached are qualified to jump out of the shackles of the long river of fate and merge their fate with themselves, and my fate is beyond my control.

Since ancient times, only special people like usurpers have the ability to spy on fate, and even some powerful usurpers can modify the traces of fate to some extent.

Luo Xiu is undoubtedly the closest person.

It was also the first time he saw this kind of luck, a kind of power he had never touched before.

But Luo Xiu is different from other monks. There is no * in his eyes, and his soul and body do not have any desire for this so-called force of luck.

After all, this is the luck of the endless age.

In essence, Luo Xiu is no longer an endless cultivation.

Therefore, whether to integrate these so-called forces of air transport is of little significance to Luo Xiu.

These powers of luck, only the benefits of endless cultivation are the greatest.

Even the cultivation of the early ancients is also the most ancient cultivation, unless someone has practiced the endless law, otherwise, it will be useless.