Martial Dao Great Emperor

"Husband, I miss you so much..."

Yan Yue'er's eyes were a little red, and she hugged Luo Xiu regardless of whether there was anyone else around.

Luo Xiu reached out and hugged Yue'er, feeling filled with emotion.

In his tens of thousands of years of life, Yan Yue'er can be said to be his first woman. The two of them have also experienced many ups and downs, whether it was in the Star Sea Realm, the Bafang Supreme Realm, or... In the fairy world, there are too many hardships.

"Don't worry, no one can separate us again in the future." Luo Xiu gently stroked Yi Ren's back and murmured to himself.

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"Meet the Holy Son!"

A man in a green shirt arrived at the Ziqi Mountain Peak, and was greeted by a group of monks at the foot of the mountain. They all knelt on the ground, their eyes full of admiration and heat.

These people come from various major forces and inheritances in the Taoist world, and now they have chosen to follow the command of Holy Son Qingling.

After all, the origin of the Holy Son of Qingling is so legendary. It was the Qingling Mountain of the Endless First Era, known as the origin of all the methods of the entire era.

Moreover, Holy Son Qingling himself is also very knowledgeable and proficient in countless magical powers and Taoism. Many inheritances in the Taoist world regard Qingling Mountain as a god. Holy Son Qingling is the successor of the generation, so he has naturally obtained the support of those big forces. support.

"Everyone, get up."

Holy Son Qingling waved his hand, "Is Luo Xiu on the mountain?"

"Replying to Lord Shengzi, that evil beast named Luo is on the mountain."

"We are willing to follow the Holy Son, kill that evil beast, and help the Holy Son to take back the Taoism!"

Among the people kneeling on the ground to worship, there were a dozen people in total, and one or two of them were even more extraordinary geniuses.

"Very good." Holy Son Qingling smiled and nodded.

Climbing the Ziqi Mountain Peak, if you want to go to the top, you must pass through the Ziling Valley.

At this moment, the location of Purple Spirit Valley was filled with powerful aura fluctuations.

"The Holy Son Qingling is here!"

When the man in green shirt arrived, all the monks in the Purple Spirit Valley area were alarmed.

Qingling Mountain is so legendary that the Holy Son of Qingling, who is said to have come out of Qingling Mountain, is undoubtedly one of the most talked about geniuses in the entire Taoist world.

His body was shrouded in a faint blue light, and many people's spiritual consciousness could not sense the aura on his body. It was as if his whole body had been integrated with this ancient world, inseparable from each other.

A faint blue light enveloped the whole body, spotless, walking in the void like a god, as if patrolling the heavens, seeing all the suffering in the world.

"I'm here for Luo Xiu, and I want to take back the Taoism inherited from Qingling Mountain."

The voice of Holy Son Qingling came out slowly. The sound was not loud, but it fell clearly into everyone's ears.

Moreover, the attitude of Holy Son Qingling is also very clear. His target is Luo Xiu, and other unrelated people should retreat and not get involved.

At the same time, Holy Son Qingling's eyes naturally turned to where Luo Xiu was.

Just a look at him made Lan Yifei feel like he was struck by lightning, his face turned pale, and he felt the huge gap between himself and the Holy Son of Qingling.

Only Luo Xiu, Zuo Jingfeng and Yan Yue'er didn't feel anything special.

"This person's target is me, you don't need to get involved." Luo Xiu glanced at Zuo Jingfeng and said.

"Since I choose to go with you, then we are companions. Am I the kind of person who is afraid of getting into trouble?" Zuo Jingfeng snorted coldly, but when he looked at Holy Son Qingling, there was also a look in his eyes. A trace of fear.

Because his ancestral blood spiritual sense sensed that this Holy Son of Qingling was also an extremely terrifying person.

As for Yan Yue'er, it was naturally impossible for her to retreat. Even if Luo Xiu asked her to leave, she would not be able to leave.

In the past years, she could not fight side by side with Luo Xiu, and now she could not let Luo Xiu face everything alone no matter what she said.

Luo Xiu didn't say anything, because he knew that Yan Yue'er was no longer what she used to be. She had awakened the forbidden bloodline of the Nine Phoenix Supreme. In terms of purely the power and talent given by the bloodline, even Zuo Jingfeng's ancestral blood, It is also inferior to the blood of Jiufeng Supreme.

After all, the ancestor of the divine race could rival the Great Emperor and even kill the Great Emperor.

But the legendary Nine Phoenix Supreme exists above the emperor, incarnating into the legendary untouchable taboo.

All along, Luo Xiu has been walking alone most of the time on this road to becoming a strong man.

Now, he is no longer alone.

This feeling was very special, but it made Luo Xiu feel very comfortable, as if there was a warm current surging in his heart.

Saint Qingling's eyes first fell on Luo Xiu, and then he glanced at Zuo Jingfeng and Yan Yue'er, with a solemn look in his eyes.

It would be fine if there was only Luo Xiu.

But with his eyesight, he can naturally see that both Zuo Jingfeng and Yan Yue'er are geniuses who are above all others and can be called the strongest!

As for Lan Yifei, he was completely ignored by Qingling Holy Son and was just an insignificant person.

"This is a supreme level showdown!"

The other monks retreated and stood watching from a distance.

The monks who followed Saint Son of Qingling all had ugly expressions on their faces, and they were no strangers to Zuo Jingfeng and Yan Yue'er.

One is the genius of the divine race who transformed from the blood of the ancestors, and the other is the genius goddess of Jiu Feng Daotian who awakened the forbidden supreme blood. Each of them is the most powerful level.

Although the Holy Son of Qingling is very strong, if he faces the three most powerful ones at the same time, he may be on the iron plate.

"Stand back."

The Holy Son of Qingling waved his hand. He knew very well that this level of battle was not something that his followers could handle.

"yes!"

The people behind Qingling Holy Son did not dare to say anything and chose to retreat obediently.

For a moment, in the sky above the empty area, there was only the Holy Son Qingling, facing Luo Xiu and the other three.

As for Lan Yifei, Luo Xiu also waved him to retreat first. Otherwise, if the war breaks out, Lan Yifei may not be able to withstand the impact of the aftermath.

"You want to kill my husband?"

Beside Luo Xiu, Yan Yue'er's eyes were cold, like the sun turning into flames.

As her voice came out, the entire void seemed to turn into a sea of ​​flames. This was a vision caused by the sky, affected and resonated by the forbidden supreme blood in Yan Yue'er's body.

"That's right!"

The Qingling Holy Son's tone was calm. Although he knew very well that the three people in front of him were very strong, as a descendant of Qingling Mountain, he was not allowed to flinch even if he faced three powerful enemies.

"Do you think you can fight against the three of us by yourself?" Zuo Jingfeng said coldly, his body filled with a monstrous aura, which was the majesty and power of the ancestor's blood.

"It's just the blood of the ancestors of the Spirit Clan, it's nothing." Qingling Holy Son's tone was still calm, as if he didn't take Zuo Jingfeng seriously at all.