Martial Dao Great Emperor

"Pah!"

When the memory reading was completed, Luo Xiu directly crushed the true spirit of the founder of the Moruo Sect.

All the clues were finally connected together. It sounds complicated, but it is not difficult to understand.

The seven major dojos noticed the fairyland in order to find the Tianyun Stone.

However, there is indeed a Tianyun Stone in the fairyland, but they did not find it. As a result, they dug out the existence of the Devouring Soul Clan, and even involved the Destroying Dao Bell.

This also made Luo Xiu realize that the Tianyun Stone he got was becoming more and more complicated.

The ancestor king realm cultivator who came to Xiao Wuji to give orders was definitely just an errand boy. After all, at the level of the ancestor king, he should not be able to touch what the Tianyun Stone is.

But no matter what, if there is no intervention from the seven major dojos, even if the fairyland will eventually face the disaster brought by the strong men of the Devouring Soul Clan, it is an unquestionable fact that the seven major dojos slaughtered and enslaved the fairyland in the years of several chaotic eras.

It was also because of the targeting of the seven major dojo that his father Taishang Yu and mother Miaohua had to make a decision to send him, who was still in his cradle at that time, from the fairyland to the lower world.

Later, Taishang Yu disappeared, and his mother Miaohua also entered the Supreme Palace and has not been heard from since.

Luo Xiu still couldn't let go of this hatred, nor could he mind it.

"Boom..."

The entire Moro dojo was pulled into the vortex, and no one could escape, not to mention these cultivators in the small endless, even the ancestor kings in the big endless, if there were no treasures like Dingshan Yin, few people could resist the innate devouring power of the black underworld crocodile.

Jun Wumen and the others watched all this silently. Although they didn't know what kind of grudges Luo Xiu had with these ants in the small endless, they would not intervene unless they met a strong man who threatened Luo Xiu. After all, this was Luo Xiu's own business.

Then, Luo Xiu went to the other six major dojos. None of them was spared. He searched the memories of the leading patriarchs. The results were the same as those in the memory of the patriarch Moro. There were no more clues and information.

For a long time in the future, because of the destruction of the seven major dojos, this small endless city will inevitably fall into permanent turmoil and chaos.

And all this has nothing to do with Luo Xiu.

Although the seven major dojos were destroyed, he did not feel the pleasure of revenge in his heart.

Because whether it was the Tianyun Stone, or the Dao-Destroying Bell and Fang Yi, their whereabouts were unknown, and there were few clues.

"What are your plans?"

In the empty chaos, a group of people stood on the back of the Black Nether Crocodile. Jun Wumen looked at Luo Xiu and asked.

"I don't have any plans. I came back from the Heavenly Realm for revenge. Now the revenge I should take is also avenged. I am going to return to the Heavenly Realm to prepare for the Endless Dao Conference." Luo Xiu said so.

"Ahem... "

Jun Wumen cleared his throat, "I mean, what are you going to do about your marriage with Ruolan?"

"Marriage?"

Luo Xiu was stunned, and then he showed a helpless expression.

Jun Ruolan, who was standing beside him, blushed directly, lowered her head and pinched the corner of her clothes, and occasionally glanced at Luo Xiu secretly, and her pretty face would blush.

"Isn't there still some time before the thousand-year period we agreed on? Let's put Ruolan's matter aside for the time being. After the Infinite Discussion Conference is over, I will definitely give you an answer, how about it?"

Luo Xiu could only say this helplessly after a little hesitation.

He didn't believe in the predictions of the usurper, because in his dictionary, the theory of fate is not credible, and only by believing in oneself can one change fate.

Hearing this, Jun Ruolan, who was lowering her head, showed a hint of disappointment on her pretty face.

Jun Wumen sighed, and just as he was about to say something, a vast breath suddenly descended.

In the chaotic void not far from them, a figure shrouded in divine light appeared at some point.

This was a man in a white robe, with his hands behind his back and a disc of divine light hanging behind his head, standing there like a god.

"Ancestor!"

The moment Jun Wumen and Old Peng saw this man, their faces suddenly changed, because both of them were great ancestors who had achieved the ninth level of the Dao, and they would naturally not mistake the aura of an ancestor-level strongman.

At the same time, the man in the white robe, who was shrouded in divine light, looked at Luo Xiu calmly.

"Who are you?"

Feeling a powerful aura locking onto him, Luo Xiu looked at this man with a solemn look in his eyes.

The man in the white robe looked ordinary, but his eyes were like stars, arrogant and insolent.

His eyes were clearly looking at Luo Xiu, but he made Luo Xiu feel that the other party did not take him seriously at all, just like looking at a ball of air.

"He is indeed a natural talent. His bloodline has undergone countless transformations and sublimations, and will soon become a lineage of his own, becoming the ancestor."

Faced with Luo Xiu's question, the man in white robes did not answer, but nodded lightly, as if he was observing something.

This feeling made Luo Xiu very unhappy. The other party's eyes seemed to have seen through all the secrets of him.

"As far as I know, you are still a divine pattern master, and your attainments in the divine pattern technique have probably reached the level of an intermediate divine pattern master. With your talent and strength, plus your status as a divine pattern master, from ancient times to the present, There is no genius who can compare with you in the thirty-three realms of the Great Endlessness."

"Who are you?"

Luo Xiu became a little impatient when he heard the other party talking to himself.

"You don't need to know who I am. I came to you to give you two choices. Swear allegiance to me with your Taoist heart, and at the same time let me plant a life-and-death restriction in your sea of ​​consciousness that controls your life and death. As for the second The only option is that I kill you and get what I want."

The man in white robe said calmly, as if he was telling a trivial matter.

"Senior, I am from the Jun clan..."

Jun Wumen's expression changed and he stepped forward.

But before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by the man in white robe waving his hand.

"No matter what your origins are, you will only die. Not to mention that you are just a small ancestor king in the Jun clan. Even if your ancestor comes in person, I will not give you any face."

The white-robed man's tone was extremely indifferent, and as he waved, a big hand with concentrated Taoist power moved toward Jun Wumen, Mr. Peng, and Jun Ruolan.

The seemingly random action was filled with the vast coercion of the ancestor-level strongman, making Jun Wumen and Mr. Peng unable to even resist. Their bodies seemed to be imprisoned, unable to move.

As for Jun Ruolan, it's even worse. Her cultivation is only at the sixth level of enlightenment.

The Great Ancestor King and the Ancestor Lord are a huge watershed. If you step into the Ancestor Lord, you can despise all the Great Ancestor Kings.

"stop!"

When Luo Xiu saw this scene, his eyes were splitting, and he shouted, "Your goal is me, don't hurt innocent people!"

However, the man in white robe turned a blind eye to what he said and didn't take it to heart at all. The big hand of concentrated Tao power still shrouded it.

"If you don't stop, you'll never get what you want!"

Luo Xiu said coldly, his body also filled with an aura of death.

Suddenly, the big hand with concentrated power stopped and hung above the heads of Jun Wumen and the others.

As for the Black Crocodile, it was already trembling in fear at this moment, because under the pressure of the ancestor-level powerhouse, it could not resist at all, just like when it faced Gu Yue.

"It seems you know what I want." The man in white robe looked directly at Luo Xiu for the first time.

"You just want the soul-suppressing tablet, right?" Luo Xiu said in a deep voice.

In fact, he also thought that an ancestor-level strongman should not exist in Xiao Wuwu at all.

He exposed the Soul-Suppressing Monument in the Heaven Realm, so the greatest possibility is that the stone tablet of unknown origin brought disaster to him.

Moreover, Luo Xiu's keen spiritual sense sensed an aura similar to that of Tianyu Tianzun from the other party's body. The other party probably came from the Endless Heavenly Palace!

"In that case, just hand over the things."

The man in white robe did not deny it, and kept his calm tone.