Martial Dao Great Emperor

Both Yan Yue'er and Yan Xiruo could feel the powerful aura of the Nine Yin Nether Snake, and the two women looked at each other, and both felt settled.

Originally, they were a little worried that the gods and demons of the Zhoutian Star Palace would be detrimental to Luo Xiu.

The closest to Netherworld Ghost Yuan is the Holy Land of Xuanmen. As Luo Xiu drove on the road, he found out his mind to understand the law of origin of time, but this law was too profound.

Half a day later, the group came to the Xuanmen Holy Land and landed in front of the mountain gate of the Xuanmen Holy Land.

In front of the mountain gate of the Xuanmen Holy Land, there was a disciple who was responsible for guarding the mountain. When someone showed up, he greeted him and asked, "Who is the one who came here, please sign up!"

As a disciple of the Holy Land, even the most ordinary disciple of the outer sect will feel that it is a kind of supreme glory, a kind of lofty and proud posture.

Luo Xiu ignored the guardian disciple, but looked into the inside of the mountain gate of the Xuanmen Holy Land, and saw that the mountain gate was filled with halls, the attic was densely covered, and the clouds and mist were looming, giving people an unfathomable feeling.

At the same time, in a hall in the Xuanmen Holy Land, several powerful emperors gathered here, looking at the floating mirror in front.

In this mirror, the scene before going out of the mountain is vividly reflected, and the image of Luo Xiu and his party can be seen.

Among the several powerful emperors, three belonged to the Xuanmen Holy Land, and one of them was the Xuanmen Holy Master.

There are also two elders from the Holy Land of the Sky, who have been cultivated for Emperor Wu.

In addition to these five, there are also three wearing star robes, who are obviously strong in Zhoutian Star Palace.

"Senior Brother Zhongyue's speculation is correct, Luo Xiu, the little demon, will come to trouble me at the Xuanmen Holy Land first!"

The Holy Master of Xuanmen is an old man with a childlike face and an angry face.

The Senior Brother Zhongyue in his mouth was an old man in Zhou Tianxing Palace. This man was extremely old and had lived for 9,000 years. He was one of the most experienced imperial powers in the world.

"This son relies on some talents and strength to behave nonsense. My Zhou Tianxing Palace and All Sacred Lands cannot be condoned. If he dares to come today, let him stay!" The old man named Zhongyue said in a deep voice.

"Senior Brother Zhongyue is right, but this child's combat power is comparable to that of the titled Emperor Wudi. With our strength, I'm afraid it will be difficult to take him down." Xuanmen Sage Master frowned.

"Is the Xuanmen Saint Lord afraid of this little demon?" The old man Zhongyue frowned and said loudly: "Although the old man is old, his cultivation has reached the Wudi Ninth Level. Even if he is not as good as the Titled Emperor, he is not far away."

"Moreover, this time the old man did not come alone, but also brought two juniors and the treasures given by the Holy Master. It is easy to win this little demon!"

Hearing this, the expression of the Holy Master of Xuanmen changed slightly, "Does Senior Brother Zhongyue bring Guizong's magic weapon?"

The weapons used by the gods and demons are naturally sometimes called divine weapons.

The inheritance of the Xuanmen Holy Land is also very long, but because the gods and demons have not been born for tens of thousands of years, the gods and soldiers forged by the powerful gods and demons in the past have long been lost.

The old man Zhongyue stroked his hair and beard, and nodded confidently, "With the magic soldier in his hand, the little demon surnamed Luo can only punish!"

At this moment, Luo Xiu in the bright mirror suddenly raised his head, his eyes seemed to pass through the bright mirror and fell on the emperor realm powerhouses present.

"Humph!"

A cold snort suddenly sounded, and the bright mirror in front of the eight powerful emperors suddenly fell apart and shattered into dust.

Outside the mountain gate of the Xuanmen Holy Land, Luo Xiu sneered, and naturally he made the cold snort just now.

He is now a master of the sacred formation, and there is a surveillance formation in front of the mountain gate of the Xuanmen Holy Land. How could he escape his perception?

Moreover, he not only discovered the surveillance array, but even with the help of the surveillance array, he discovered that there were eight Wudi in the mountain gate of the Xuanmen Holy Land.

"Zhou Tian Xing Palace seems to have no long memory. Is it to be regarded as dear to me?"

There was a fierce murderous intent in Luo Xiu's eyes. He had already let go when he was in Yuling Mountain. If someone else appears to be an eye-obtrusive, he will not show mercy.

"Who are you guys? Why are you wandering in front of the mountain gate of my Profound Gate Holy Land?"

When the disciple Moriyama saw that the few people in front of him ignored him, he suddenly felt that his face was dull, and his tone of voice was a bit bad.

At this moment, a powerful breath filled the gate of the Xuanmen Holy Land, Luo Xiu smashed Mingjing with a cold snort, letting the eight martial emperors inside know that he had discovered the prying of himself and others.

Therefore, these eight martial emperor powerhouses no longer hide anything, releasing the aura and coercion of the emperor realm powerhouse, pacing in the air and stepping out of the mountain gate.

Behind these eight martial emperors are thousands of disciples from the Xuanmen Holy Land. These martial arts are all well-trained, neat and uniform, and their auras are gathered together, and they have formed a general trend.

As the so-called general trend, people's will is the general trend, gathered together, can compete with peerless power.

"Luo Xiu, why did you come to my Xuanmen Holy Land?"

The Holy Master Xuanmen stepped on the auspicious clouds, immortal wind, and looked down at Luo Xiu in front of the mountain gate, asking indifferently.

Thousands of disciples' auras gathered to form a general trend, gathering on the body of this Profound Sect Saint Master, making his aura like a **** and demon, and oppressing the heavens.

This kind of aura can change the color of any strong imperial realm, but it is nothing to Luo Xiu. Before the majestic momentum reaches him, he will be dissolved into invisible by the aura released by himself.

"Why do you know why you ask me why you are here?"

Luo Xiu smiled faintly, "You put up such a battle, it seems that we can't have a good conversation between us."

As he said, Luo Xiu's gaze fell on the three Zhoutian Xing Palace martial emperor powerhouses, "I have warned you in Yuling Mountain before, but it seems that Zhou Tianxing Palace didn't take what you said to your heart. "

The old man Zhongyue snorted coldly, stepped out of the sky, and shouted: "You little demon is a lot of evil, do you think that you can be domineering with some strength? From ancient times to the present, the All Saints have made great contributions to the two races of demons, how can you allow you? A junior presumptuous?"

"If you retreat today, the old man can still assume that nothing has happened, but if you still don't understand, you can't say that you will be suppressed here today."

As soon as this remark came out, the Jiuyin Nether Snake beside Luo Xiu snorted coldly. In terms of its cultivation base in the realm of gods and demons, the eight martial emperors in this area are like ants.

"Senior, let me come."

Luo Xiu smiled slightly and said: "There are a few emperor realms, you don't need to do it yourself, you just need to hold the line for me."

While speaking, Luo Xiu stepped into the air, alone, confronting the eight emperor realms and the general trend gathered by the thousands of Wuxiu on the Xuanmen Holy Land.

"Today I want to see how you suppressed me." Luo Xiu's tone was very flat.

"Fucked!"

The Holy Master of the Profound Sect glanced at Luo Xiu, and his old eyes flickered immediately. Under the blessing of the general trend of the sect, his aura seemed like a **** and demon, unfathomable.

I saw him stick out one hand, spread his five fingers, and condense a palm gangway, hundreds of meters in size, fingers like pillars, covering the sky and sun.

"It's just a tricky blessing with the general trend to have the gods and demons, but you are not the real gods and demons after all."

Luo Xiu pointed out that life and death were united and turned into a divine light.

"puff!"

The big hand of the Holy Master of Xuanmen was pierced by the gods in an instant. This **** of light contained the original divine power, like an arrow, without losing its momentum, and continued to shoot towards the Holy Master of Xuanmen.

"Small bugs!"

The Xuanmen Holy Master shook his figure and avoided the divine light, and immediately raised his hand, a golden light flew out and turned into a dragon shape, instantly entwining Luo Xiu firmly.

This golden light is surprisingly a rope treasure, but a top-grade spiritual treasure.

Immediately afterwards, a large cyan seal was punched out by the Holy Master of Xuanmen, and the void was crushed with a crisp sound, collapsed and collapsed every inch.

This great seal is also a powerful spirit treasure. The Xuanmen Holy Land has a long heritage. Although the treasures of gods and demons have been lost, many powerful emperor-level spirit treasures have been handed down.

However, the reason why the gods and demons treasures are stronger than the emperor-level spirit treasures is not only the difference between the power and the divine power of the original law, but also the most important point is the spirit!

Even among the treasures of gods and demons, there are high and low grades. The treasures of the gods and demons that derive from the spirits of the spirits can be truly given the title of gods and soldiers in a certain sense.

Luo Xiu's strength was unable to break free from the rope that bound his body. He saw the light flickering at his pubic area, the black dragon spear flew out, and Hongtian Qi turned into a black dragon and threw out. Repair income.

This is the power of Qi Ling, which can easily seize control of treasures that have not been derived from Qi Ling.

This rope is an emperor-level spirit treasure. Naturally, it is impossible for a spirit to be born. When a treasure with a spirit is encountered, it will be instantly seized of control.

Because of the weapon spirit, he has the talent to control weapons.

In a sense, like the spirits of heaven and earth, they are creatures in a special form.

It's just that the weapon spirit of the Black Dragon War Spear was formed in a special way. Hong Tian had just become a weapon spirit, and currently he was only able to restrain the treasures below the gods and demons, and had nothing to do with the treasures of the war soldiers above the gods and demons.

Because the warriors' soldiers and treasures will have their own brand of consciousness engraved on them, before Hong Tian became a tool spirit, it was just a ray of remnant thoughts of the god-king level powerhouse, and he could not deal with the god-knowledge brand of the god-devil powerhouse.

There is no need for Luo Xiu to do it himself, the cyan big seal that came crashing down was also controlled by Hongtian, turned into a palm size, and fell into Luo Xiu's palm.

"you……"

The Holy Master of Xuanmen was shocked. He thought that with the magical effects of two spiritual treasures, even if Luo Xiu had a magic lamp, he might not be able to resist it.

But he didn't expect that Luo Xiu didn't even move, and instead snatched the two spirit treasures he had used.

This made the Holy Master Xuanmen startled and angry, but also a little frightened, and a bad premonition rose in his heart.

"Holy Master Xuanmen, why don't you make a move? This seat is still waiting for you to give me two more spiritual treasures." Luo Xiu smiled.

The Holy Master of Xuanmen was trembling with anger, and his anger was unforgivable. He could only see the power of the law, and seven light wheels appeared behind his head, and each light wheel was condensed into substance.

"Seven rounds of Dharma Seal!"

The Holy Master of Xuanmen refused to continue to use Lingbao. Although there were a lot of Lingbao in the Holy Land of Xuanmen, if all of them were taken away by Luo Xiu, it would be really worth the loss.

So he gave up using Lingbao to deal with Luo Xiu, and instead displayed the world-familiar knowledge of the Xuanmen Holy Land, the seven-wheel Dharma seal!

Based on the cultivation base of Emperor Wu's later stage, the attack power of each light wheel can be comparable to the power of the spirit treasure, but these light wheels are not real spirit treasures, but are unique, and Luo Xiu naturally cannot take them away.

"Back to you."

Luo Xiu smiled indifferently, and raised his hand to throw out the cyan big seal. The big seal rose in the wind and turned into the size of a mountain, blocking all the seven light wheels.

Then Luo Xiu threw the rope again, the rope turned into a golden dragon, shuttled through the void, and suddenly appeared at the feet of the Holy Master Xuanmen.

The Holy Master of Xuanmen was shocked and his face changed drastically. This rope is an exotic treasure made by a certain sage in the Holy Land of Xuanmen. Ordinary Wudi is tied up, and both the cultivation base and the soul will be suppressed and blocked. Resistance.

Even a strong man in the late Martial Emperor stage like him would be suppressed by most of his strength if he was tied up.

"Never get **** by this rope."

The Xuanmen Holy Master looked solemn, and immediately retracted a light wheel, the light wheel became larger and stretched behind him, making it impossible for this rope to tie him.

"As expected to be the Holy Master of Xuanmen, the seven-wheel Dharma Seal of Xuanmen Holy Land is indeed not a weak jerk.

Luo Xiu saw that the Holy Master Xuanmen blocked the attack of the two spirit treasures, smiled slightly, and said, "I wonder if the Holy Master Xuanmen dare to take a shot?"