Martial Dao Great Emperor

Seeing that the attack was useless, Huo Shan's face suddenly changed.

Luo Xiu sneered, "You failed to break through and were counterattacked. Your attack is really weak."

Before he finished speaking.

Luo Xiu looked at Huo Shan, and the power of the God Sealing gathered in his eyes!

Buzz!

In an instant, the majestic power of the God Sealing rushed into Huo Shan's soul sea of ​​consciousness. The moment the soul was affected by the sealing power, Huo Shan's body stagnated in place.

If the soul is sealed, it will be like a puppet without a soul. It cannot break through the influence of the sealing power, and he can only be slaughtered!

Huo Shan is at least a cultivator at the peak of the Eighteen Dao Realms, so his soul will not be sealed in an instant. At this moment, the power in the soul sea of ​​consciousness is surging, fighting against the power of the God Sealing.

But even if it can only affect the opponent for a moment.

It was enough for Luo Xiu to launch an attack. The purple divine sword brought up a sharp sword light, directly tearing through Huo Shan's defense and piercing his body one after another.

However.

Huo Shan's body was not destroyed, and because of the stimulation of the attack, he forcibly broke through the influence of the power of the god and came back to his senses.

At the same time, the wounds on his body pierced by the sword energy of the divine sword healed rapidly at an astonishing speed.

However, the injuries caused by the sword energy of the purple divine sword were not so easy to recover. The wounds had just healed, and they were torn apart again in an instant, over and over again, and the blood flowed non-stop.

"You are looking for death!"

Huo Shan opened his mouth and spit out a dazzling streak of light, which came in front of Luo Xiu at an astonishing speed.

Luo Xiu condensed the power of the end between his palms and fingers, raised his hand and grabbed the streak of light in his hand, and found that it was a treasure that looked like a green nail.

"There are quite a lot of tricks."

Luo Xiu snorted coldly, raised his hand and waved it, more than ten purple swords appeared across the sky, directly combined into a sword formation, covering Huo Shan inside.

Huo Shan's pupils condensed, feeling the threat of death.

He took out a pill and stuffed it into his mouth, and suddenly his breath soared wildly, and he broke through the blockade of the sword formation.

At the same time, his speed increased dramatically, wanting to escape from here.

Luo Xiu was not in a hurry, took out a fist-sized seal, and threw it out casually.

This seal was a treasure he found from the relics of the Wuqi Venerable.

After the seal is activated, it will lock the target, ignoring the barrier of time and space distance.

For the top strong men in a high realm, this seal is like a chicken rib, and it is not very useful.

But for the cultivators of Luo Xiu's level, this thing can be called a killing weapon at a critical moment!

Bang!

Huo Shan, who had just escaped not far, was hit hard on the head by the treasure seal. He staggered and fell from the escape light, falling to the ground in a mess.

Then, the sword formation enveloped him again.

To be on the safe side, Luo Xiu took out six puppet creations and formed a formation again to seal and trap him.

And this time.

Huo Shan was no longer able to escape.

Huo Shan was also tough. He did not beg for mercy before he died, because he knew that even if he begged for mercy, it would be useless. The moment the two sides chose to fight, it was either you or me.

Killing and being killed.

This is the fate of these cultivators.

Luo Xiu quickly cleaned up all traces and wiped out the breath.

Then he hid his figure and left here quickly.

Next, he had to go to the Shikong Realm to complete the task of the Evil God Cult.

Not long after.

Luo Xiu came to the Shikong Realm.

The scope of this small world is more than ten times larger than the Panxue Realm where he originally sat.

There are also Yuanmeng monks stationed here to patrol the area, but their cultivation is not high, basically they are at the seventh, eighth, or ninth realms.

With Luo Xiu's method of hiding his figure and aura, these patrolling low-level monks can't see him at all.

Boom!

Suddenly.

It was like two meteors falling from the sky, and they were two escape lights that rushed into this Shikong Realm.