Martial Dao Great Emperor

Xuanyang Zongshan Gate, deep inside the majestic palace, is the retreat place of Xuanyang Patriarch.

After greeting many guests, Xuanyang Sect Master came to the secret room where the ancestor was retreating and said respectfully: "Lingshuang asks to see the ancestor."

Two candles were lit in front of the secret room, and the flames flickered.

"Are all the guests here?" A majestic old voice suddenly came from the secret room.

"Returning to our ancestors, the people from Zifu Palace haven't arrived yet." Xuanyang Sect Master replied respectfully.

"Old Monster Tao is quite arrogant. I tried to summon him before, but there was no response." Patriarch Xuanyang snorted coldly, as if he was quite dissatisfied that Patriarch Zifu had not arrived at this time.

"Ancestor, the auspicious time has come."

Before Master Xuanyang finished speaking, the stone door of the secret room slowly opened, and an old man wearing a white robe with a golden halo floating behind his head stepped out of the secret room.

The old man had one hand behind his back, and his whole body was filled with a majestic aura overlooking the world.

When Xuanyang Sect Leader saw the old man in white robes, he bowed even lower. Xuanyang Sect's current status was all due to the existence of this ancestor.

However, her humble attitude made him frown in the eyes of Patriarch Xuanyang, "Lingshuang, you have a good talent, but you are still at the fourth level of Martial Lord after so many years. Do you know why?" ?”

"Lingshuang doesn't know, please give me some advice from our ancestors." Sect Master Xuanyang asked respectfully.

"Because you still lack the arrogance of a strong martial artist. When you stop being so humble in front of me, maybe you will understand this, and your cultivation will improve by leaps and bounds." Mr. Xuanyang Ancestor stroked his white beard and said.

Hearing these words, Xuanyang Sect Master showed confusion and fear, "Lingshuang dare not disrespect our ancestors. I don't know why our ancestors said this."

"To be a strong person, you must have a proud heart. If you don't have a strong heart, how can you become a strong person? A truly strong person will not bow down to anyone."

Patriarch Xuanyang said slowly: "The more you fear me and treat me like a god, you will never be able to surpass me. My lifespan will be exhausted in two hundred years, and there is no hope of reaching the level of Martial Saint in this life." Realm, from now on, the inheritance of our Xuanyang Sect will be handed over to you."

"If you cannot break through to the Martial Emperor realm before I fall and ascend to heaven, our Xuanyang Sect's thousands of years of foundation will be destroyed."

Speaking of this, Patriarch Xuanyang couldn't help but let out a long sigh. The most fearful thing about the inheritance of a sect is that there will be no successors.

He had already mentioned the points that needed to be mentioned. Everyone's path to martial arts cultivation was different, and he couldn't give her any more advice.

"Let's go."

After the words fell, Patriarch Xuanyang walked towards the outside of the palace.

"See our ancestors!"

When Patriarch Xuanyang came out, the noisy square suddenly became quiet. Thousands of disciples of Xuanyang Sect, wearing uniform white robes, all knelt on the ground and shouted loudly. , the sound shook the sky.

"Greetings to the ancestor!"

Guests from all directions also stood up and saluted respectfully.

"Excuse me, everyone." Patriarch Xuanyang smiled slightly, waved his sleeves, and an invisible energy lifted everyone up.

There were at least thousands of people gathered in the square, and Xuanyang Patriarch could influence everyone with just a few gestures. This cultivation level was unfathomable.

A golden halo hung behind his head, and his whole body shone with a faint golden glow, making him look like a god or an immortal banished from the dust.

The two Martial Emperors Mu Zixiu and Ning Hezhou, who were mixed in the crowd, both suppressed their true energy fluctuations and showed solemn expressions on their faces.

The two of them, the third level of the Martial Emperor, are the patrol envoys of the Hunters Guild in a region, and their strength is comparable to the fourth level of the Martial Emperor.

And Ning Hezhou is at the fourth level of the Martial Emperor. He is a strong man who follows the body-refining martial arts route. He is among the top masters at the same level. When he killed the Zifu ancestor in the Zifu secret realm, he basically He did it alone, Mu Zixiu was only responsible for holding down the formation.

But when Patriarch Xuanyang appeared, both of them felt an unfathomable feeling.

"This old guy's two thousand and eight hundred years of life are indeed not in vain. His true energy cultivation is unfathomable." Mu Zixiu said in a deep voice.

"I didn't expect that a small Tianwu Kingdom in the southern region would have such a master." Ning Hezhou also had a hint of fear in his eyes.

What they are afraid of is not the cultivation level of the ancestor Xuanyang. The cultivation level of this ancestor Xuanyang is also the fourth level of the Martial Emperor. Although the cultivation level has never been able to break through, the true essence condensed by him is majestic and vast. Measurement.

This is what Mu Zixiu and Ning Hezhou are really afraid of. They are both at the fourth level of the Martial Emperor. Ning Hezhou asked himself that his true energy was far inferior to that of the Xuanyang ancestor.

"This old guy is about to run out of life. If there is a life-and-death fight, he won't be able to afford you and me. It won't be a problem for us to work together to take him down."

"It depends on whether Shura can really break through this seven-level mountain-protecting formation. Otherwise, if there is a fight, the two of us might have to deal with it here."

Mu Zixiu and Ning Hezhou looked at each other, their expressions becoming more solemn.

"Haha, Brother Li is celebrating his 2800th birthday. Sun is late. I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

At this moment, a long laugh came from the air, and a carriage came riding on the clouds and fog. The carriage was made of jasper, and it was pulled by a three-headed and fifth-level fire dragon, a middle-aged man with a sword. The man is a charioteer and has a martial arts level.

"Brother Sun, what a grand occasion." Li Xuanyang smiled lightly.

As befitting his peers, there is no doubt that the person caught in the car must also be an ancestor of the Emperor Wu.

The car curtain slowly opened, and a middle-aged man in purple appeared in front of everyone. He was wearing gorgeous clothes, a star crown on his head, and a red mole between his eyebrows. He had an invisible majesty that made people endure. I can't help but want to worship.

Most of the martial arts cultivators present from various forces did not know the Martial Emperor named Sun. Only a few people knew that this person was named Sun Qianshang. He was a casual cultivator with an unknown name and rarely walked around in the world. .

To the left of Li Xuanyang, Sun Qianshang sat down cross-legged. Seeing that there was still an empty seat opposite, he frowned slightly, "Brother Tao is not here yet?"

"Maybe he has a bigger airs than you." Li Xuanyang was noncommittal and seemed a little unhappy.

In the crowd below, Mu Zixiu and Ning Hezhou's expressions were much uglier. Another Martial Emperor had arrived, which was obviously not a good thing.

"clang!"

Suddenly, a bell rang throughout the world, and the lingering sound lingered in the sky above Xuanyang Mountain, clearly audible.

An altar was erected in the center of the square. Li Xuanyang walked up in the air, stood on the altar, and worshiped heaven and earth.

This kind of worship is usually performed by martial arts cultivators who are about to run out of life, praying to God, hoping that they can break through the shackles, further their cultivation, increase their life span, and live for eternity.

The entire process of worshiping heaven and earth was filled with solemn silence.

At this time, Luo Xiu had already placed more than a hundred formation flags at the mountain gate of Xuanyang Sect.

"It's finally completed. Can this be used to crack the mountain-protecting formation?" Luo Xiu's consciousness could clearly sense the position of each formation flag. After confirming that the position was correct, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Boy, do you doubt the level of this emperor's formation?" Emperor Black Xuanwu snorted, "What I asked you to set up is a Small Universe Reversal Formation. As long as the formation is activated, this seven-level mountain-protecting formation can be stopped. The time of the hour.”

"Only an hour?" Luo Xiu frowned.

"You are too greedy to swallow an elephant like a snake. If your cultivation level were not too low, I would have let you seize the control of this formation." Emperor Hei Xuanwu said dissatisfied.

Luo Xiu smiled awkwardly and did not continue to argue with Emperor Black Xuanwu about this issue.

Now that the means to break the mountain-protecting formation have been laid out, now is the time to take action.

At this moment, all the masters of Xuanyang Sect gathered in the square to participate in Li Xuanyang's birthday party. This made Luo Xiu's movements much easier.

However, a large sect like Xuanyang Sect will not relax its guard at such a critical moment. There are still many disciples responsible for guarding and vigilance in some core and important places.

After searching for nearly half an hour, Luo Xiu found the entrance to an underground secret passage. There were eight disciples guarding the entrance.

Among these eight disciples, five are at the ninth level of God Refining and three are at the Martial King level.

On a stone tablet next to it, the word "dungeon" is engraved.

Obviously, since this place is called a dungeon, it should be the place where Xuanyang Sect keeps prisoners. His sister and the Liu family are likely to be detained there.

Luo Xiu did not attack directly, but took advantage of the cover of the hidden formation. He first set up a formation to isolate and shield the aura near the entrance of the dungeon. In this way, no matter what battle happened inside, there would be no aura of true energy. The fluctuations are perceived by the outside world.

"boom!"

As soon as he came up, he directly activated the Void Swallowing Spiritual Fire, and the overwhelming sea of ​​​​fire flooded the eight Xuanyang Sect disciples.

"Someone is trying to break into the dungeon!"

After the eight disciples reacted, they immediately shouted loudly, but their voices were isolated by the formation and could not be transmitted outside.

At the same time, Luo Xiu had already used the Azure Dragon Shattering Void Body Technique to rush forward. The five-color divine light flashed away and sealed the space around these people.

Screams and exclamations rang out one after another. Under the power of the Void Swallowing Spiritual Fire, these disciples with the highest cultivation level of the King of Martial Arts had no power to resist at all.

The people guarding the entrance to the dungeon were not very strong, but Luo Xiu did not relax his vigilance because of this.

After he entered the dark passage of the dungeon, he moved very slowly, and his consciousness was always in an open state, keenly sensing the movements around him.

Suddenly, his steps stopped suddenly, because just five meters in front, he discovered an extremely concealed warning formation. The level of this warning formation also reached the seventh level.

Once someone accidentally triggered this formation restriction, Luo Xiu estimated that Patriarch Xuanyang would know immediately that someone had broken into the dungeon.

However, since this warning formation was discovered by him, it naturally posed no threat to Luo Xiu.

His hands turned into afterimages, and he formed dozens of seals, and beams of light flew out from between his palms, like prison chains, immobilizing the operation of this seven-level alert formation.

Then he flashed and walked directly through, but the seven-level warning formation did not react at all.

Immediately afterwards, Luo Xiu discovered some formation restrictions one after another, most of which were warning formations and a few trapping formations. However, the levels of these formations were not high, mostly level five and level six.

After a while, he entered the dungeon, which was dark and damp. There was a lamp about ten meters away, emitting dim light.

The space inside the dungeon was very large, and Luo Xiu could hear a lot of abuse. It should be that some people who had a grudge against the Xuanyang Sect were imprisoned here, in the dark and filled with resentment.

The place was filled with the smell of decay. In several cells, Luo Xiu saw corpses and the stench hit his nostrils.

"let me out!"

Seeing someone coming in, the people imprisoned in the cell all stretched out their hands with disheveled hair and ugly faces.

Luo Xiu was expressionless and ignored these people, because he didn't know whether these people were good or evil. The purpose of his coming was just to save his family. He was in no mood to care about the life and death of other people.

Not long after, Luo Xiu found a larger cell and saw his sister, Luo Xiuer.

She held a crying child in her arms, who was already four or five years old. The cell was cold and damp, and everyone was shaking their heads and looking listless.

All the members of the Liu family were arrested, and some ordinary people with no cultivation even died in the cells and lay motionless in the corner.

Luo Xiuer's husband Liu Yuan was being pointed at and yelled at by several people at the moment, but he could only swallow his anger and was unable to refute.