Martial Dao Great Emperor

In the past two years, since Luo Xiu deposed one of the two martial lords Tao Yunqian and Wan Liancheng and killed the other, the Zifu ancestor spent resources to train two martial lords.

One of them was the old man in purple shirt who was injured by Luo Xiu, and there was a short middle-aged man who was also at the first level of Wu Jun.

However, the middle-aged Martial Lord was also pale at the moment and was seriously injured, not by Luo Xiu, but by the warship he was in before, which was severely hit by the warship controlled by Mu Zixiu, and the aftermath of the explosion of energy , affected him.

Under Lord Wu, there is no enemy in Yihe. Luo Xiu doesn't even need to use his spiritual consciousness. With just a sweep of his spiritual consciousness and using his soul attack, he can easily break the sea of ​​consciousness of these people.

Seeing their disciples being killed like pigs and dogs in a slaughterhouse, the faces of the two martial lords, the old man in purple and the middle-aged man, turned pale.

The ancestor escaped, but when the two Martial Lords faced a young man with only the cultivation level of Martial King, they felt an overwhelming sense of fear.

Especially the old man in purple shirt. He had personally experienced Luo Xiu's strength, so he turned into a light escape without any hesitation, just wanting to escape from here quickly.

Because he knew very well that the Zifu Palace was over, and as long as he was still alive, with his status as a powerful Wujun, he could live freely wherever he went.

Suddenly, the purple-shirted old man felt a threatening aura coming from behind him. His expression changed slightly, and he immediately gathered his true energy and struck behind him.

boom!

Under the sweep of the five-color divine light, the true energy collapsed, and the body of the old man in purple flew out as if struck by lightning.

"Damn bastard!"

The purple-shirted old man's chest was filled with anger. He did not expect that Luo Xiu would pursue him relentlessly.

He spurted out a mouthful of blood and quickly made seals between his palms. The purple true essence quickly condensed in front of him, turning into a purple sword that was more than ten meters long.

But before the old man in purple could strike, Luo Xiu's figure suddenly disappeared from his perception, and then a dangerous aura appeared behind him.

"Teleport again?"

The old man in purple shirt was shocked, but it was too late to react.

He instantly felt Luo Xiu slashing his back hard with another sword. Not to mention that he was already injured. Even in his prime, facing such a sword, he would never be able to stop him.

puff!

The purple-clothed old man opened his mouth and spat out another blood arrow. The dent in the armor on his back was attacked again, and bursts of bones breaking sounds came from his body.

The severe pain caused the purple-shirted old man's facial expression to become distorted, and at the same time he was extremely horrified, because in the face of Luo Xiu's attack, he had no power to resist at all. If this was the case, I'm afraid he would have to do it today. Fell here.

escape! You have to escape!

The old man in purple shirt forced himself to calm down and took out a purple talisman from the storage ring.

This is a seventh-level wind-controlling talisman. Because the Palace Master of Zifu and Wan Liancheng were both dead and injured, so after he broke through to the realm of Lord Wu, the ancestor gave him a seventh-level wind-controlling talisman to save his life.

When the purple-shirted old man took out the seventh-level talisman, Luo Xiu had a sneer on his lips.

Not to mention just a seventh-level talisman, even the flying speed of a Martial King-level powerhouse may not be able to match the speed of the Wushu Spirit Wing.

Click!

The moment the talisman was crushed and activated, a ray of green light enveloped the old man in purple. His speed increased instantly and he flew into the distant sky.

Bang!

Behind Luo Xiu, Wu Guo's spiritual wings waved, and the shaking surrounding space became distorted. His speed also surged, and he quickly caught up.

The old man in purple shirt was completely desperate, because he found that even if he activated the seventh-level wind control talisman, he was still caught up by Luo Xiu.

The next moment, the old man in purple shirt felt a tearing pain in the back of his heart, and a sword gang condensed with five-color divine light penetrated his body.

The flying figure of the purple-robed old man suddenly stopped. He glanced at Luo Xiu with dull eyes, and blood gurgled out from the corners of his mouth.

Luo Xiu's face was expressionless, his impure spiritual wings trembled slightly, and he appeared directly in front of the purple-shirted old man. The power of the Five Elements Law was condensed between the fingers of his right hand, and he directly pierced the opponent's Dantian with a puff, and grabbed out a The golden elixir is still stained with blood.

The pupils of the old man in purple suddenly dilated, a crazy thought filled with resentment, and a purple light shot out from between his eyebrows.

This purple light was extremely bright, emitting a majestic soul aura. It was clear that the purple-shirted old man gathered the power of his soul before his death. Even if he died, Luo Xiu who killed him would also be severely injured.

However, there was disdain on Luo Xiu's lips, "You are not overestimating your capabilities."

The body of the old man in purple exploded with a bang.

As for the purple light that he gathered his soul before dying, it was suddenly frozen as soon as it flew in front of Luo Xiu.

Behind Luo Xiu, a towering human-shaped shadow appeared, several feet high, surrounded by black and white light.

This humanoid phantom is Luo Xiu's pseudo Yuan Shen, and it is actually not much different from the real Yuan Shen.

The phantom of the soul struck out with a palm, directly crushing the purple light that the old man in purple shirt had condensed his soul into before he died.

Immediately afterwards, Luo Xiu looked at the middle-aged man. He was the last Martial Lord under the Zifu Palace.

boom!

The majestic soul breath spread from the body of Yuanshen Xuying. When he killed the purple-shirted old man, the middle-aged martial lord who had escaped far away was suddenly horrified and inexplicable.

Because he sensed that a breath had crossed the barrier of space and locked him.

"Wugongshan was killed?" The middle-aged Lord Wu's face turned extremely ugly. Wugongshan was the name of the old man in purple.

At this moment, he noticed that a figure was flashing continuously, flying towards his location at a speed that was almost teleporting.

"Buzz!"

In just a short moment, the middle-aged Martial Lord was chased by Luo Xiu, and the five-color divine light swept over him. At the same time, he activated the Void-Denying Spiritual Fire and drowned him.

The middle-aged Martial Lord's first reaction was to take out the seventh-level wind control talisman, but he had no time to activate it, and his body movements suddenly stopped in an instant.

Immediately afterwards, the void-devouring spiritual fire flooded over and burned his body into nothingness. Only the golden elixir in his body was not burned out under Luo Xiu's control and was stored in his storage ring.

Luo Xiu was too lazy to collect the Martial King-level Yuan Dan, but the golden elixir in the body of the strong Martial King was a good alchemy material and should not be wasted.

…

After a while, the chaotic secret realm of Zi Mansion became quiet, and there was a dead silence.

There were corpses everywhere, filled with the smell of blood. Two bronze warships, unmanned, fell to the ground, making huge holes.

Mu Zixiu came in the warship, and Ning Hezhou stood proudly on the deck, holding a bloody head in his hand. It was the head of the Zifu ancestor. His eyes were round and round, as if he would not rest in peace.

On the other side, Yan Yue'er also flew in from the air, with a lot of blood on her body. It didn't take much to know that Tao Yunqian, the enemy who killed her parents, must have died in her hands.

The hatred that had accumulated in her heart for more than three hundred years finally killed her enemy one day, but she still couldn't calm down.

"Boy, the mission is half done."

Ning Hezhou raised his hand and threw the head of the ancestor of Zi Mansion on the ground, then rolled it away more than ten meters away.

The reward for the mission issued by Luo Xiu was to kill the ancestors of Zifu and Xuanyang. Now that the ancestors of Zifu have been executed, only the ancestor Xuanyang is left.

As for the ancestor of Zifu's storage ring and the treasures on his body, they were naturally divided between the two Martial Emperors Mu Zixiu and Ning Hezhou.

In addition, there is the treasure trove of Zifu Palace. Zifu Palace’s two thousand years of accumulated heritage is also a huge wealth.

A moment later, Luo Xiu broke through the formation restrictions placed near a training tower. The lower seven floors of this training tower contained a large amount of training resources, with mountains of vitality stones piled up, numbering in the hundreds or tens of millions.

There are many elixirs, the worst of which are level five elixirs, and there are quite a few level seven elixirs.

There are also soldiers, armor, elixirs, etc., too numerous to count.

The top three floors store a large number of jade slips of martial arts, among which are the ninth-grade martial arts and the cultivation methods of Zi Yao Xingjun.

There is also a ninth-level skill, the Purple Qi Jue.

These resource treasures in the Zifu Palace treasure house were divided into three parts. The two Martial Emperors Mu Zixiu and Ning Hezhou each took one part, and Luo Xiu and Yan Yue'er took one part.

The Purple Qi Jue and Zi Yao Xingjun's cultivation methods were also imprinted in three copies.

"I didn't expect that a sect with only the third level of Martial Emperor in charge would have such rich wealth in its treasure house."

After the resources in the treasure house were divided among the four people, it can be said that everyone was happy. Mu Zixiu and Ning Hezhou, the two martial emperors, also gained a lot.

There are also three warships in Zifu Palace, two of which are the most ordinary warships. Only the warship owned by the ancestor of Zifu is a high-end warship among the low-grade warships.

Mu Zixiu had a better warship, so the warship of the Zifu ancestor was taken away by Ning Hezhou, and the remaining two warships fell into the hands of Luo Xiu and Yan Yue'er.

After coming out of the Zi Mansion Secret Realm, Luo Xiu squeezed the seal and sealed the entrance to the Zi Mansion Secret Realm.

Without the token he personally refined, even the powerful Martial Emperor would not be able to forcefully open the entrance to this secret realm.

Generally, sect forces that can be passed down for thousands of years have mountain-protecting formations. This kind of formation is much more powerful than ordinary formations of the same level.

However, Zifu Palace does not have a similar formation, mainly because the core of Zifu Palace is located in the secret realm. Once the entrance to the secret realm is blocked, foreign enemies cannot easily invade, and naturally there is no need to set up a mountain protection formation.

Moreover, the layout of the mountain-protecting formation requires a lot of resources and requires the help of high-level formation masters. The price is not ordinary expensive.

It can be said that the reason why the Zifu Palace was destroyed so easily was that the lack of a mountain-protecting formation was a key factor. It can be said that success is the Zifu Secret Realm, and failure is also the Zifu Secret Realm.

"let's go!"

After leaving the secret realm of Zi Mansion, the four of them each drove a warship and flew across the sky towards the east of Tianwu Kingdom.

The news of the destruction of Zifu Palace is bound to be unstoppable, and it will not take long before it reaches the ears of other forces.

Luo Xiu must use the power of thunder to eradicate the Xuanyang Sect before they get the news.

On the way to Xuanyang Sect, Luo Xiu waved his hand to arrange the formation around the warship, and then started practicing.

Luo Xiu is very clear that compared with those martial arts experts in the world, the main thing he lacks is time, so he never wastes any time that can be practiced. Only by settling down over many years can he ensure his martial arts cultivation. Always marching forward.

He took out two Wujun-level golden elixirs, combined them with several elixirs, and refined them into the Great Return elixir, which contained majestic vitality.

A golden elixir embodies the true energy cultivation of a first-level Martial Lord.

With a special combination of elixirs, the true energy contained in the golden elixir can be converted into vitality, so that other martial arts practitioners can take it to improve their cultivation.

However, this kind of Great Return Pill cannot be taken by just anyone, because the vitality contained in it is too violent and unstable. It requires extremely high physical strength to withstand the impact of the medicine.

The refining process of the elixir went smoothly, and it didn't take long for him to refine two large return elixirs.

He raised his hand and waved, a five-color light flickered, and he took out the five-color spiritual lotus platform from the storage ring.

Immediately afterwards, Luo Xiu waved again, and he scattered the mountains of vitality stones around. This time, after destroying the Zifu Palace, he got millions of vitality stones, which could be used to provide sufficient vitality. With the help of the Five Colors The Linglian Platform is transformed into the spiritual energy of heaven and earth with better cultivation effect.