Martial Dao Great Emperor

The sword made of condensed green gold energy shimmers with bright divine light and is filled with ancient aura.

At the same time, a pressure that does not belong to this era spreads.

"Chi!"

When Luo Xiu swung the sword and slashed out, the void passed by in an instant like nothing.

The magical weapon that Qingtian Saint King was using with all his strength was not yet approaching.

A ray of sword light had already descended and struck the Holy King Qingtian, crossing time and space.

In an instant.

All movements of Holy King Qingtian came to an abrupt halt.

The magical weapon that erupted with terrifying power suddenly extinguished its light and fell from the sky.

"you……"

There was an unbelievable look in the eyes of Saint King Qingtian. He stretched out his hand and pointed at Luo Xiu. A bloodstain started from the center of his eyebrows and extended all the way to his abdomen.

Immediately afterwards, everyone present saw that the body of Holy King Qingtian was split into two halves, and both the physical body and the true spirit were extinguished at the same time at this moment.

Just a sword.

Kill the Holy King Dzogchen!

Everyone was stunned, and even their breathing stopped.

Killing a strong man at the Holy King Realm Dzogchen level with one sword was simply unbelievable, like a fantasy in the sky.

"What method is that?"

"I don't know, this method seems to be beyond the avenue."

"Is he really just an enlightened person?"

Many Saint King Realm experts communicate with each other.

Chen Qiankun, the third true disciple of the Nine Phoenix Patriarch, who was watching the battle in the distance, suddenly changed his expression, and stared at Luo Xiu with a cold light in his eyes.

"You guys deserve to die."

Luo Xiu glanced at the surrounding sky. Although the only person who took action before was Holy King Qingtian, most of the other people were accomplices.

"Luo Xiu, you killed Holy King Qingtian, are you still going to be enemies with all of us?"

"Yes, we admit that you are very powerful, but you have to know that among the heavens in the Tao Realm, there are not only us Holy Kings. Once the Holy King comes, or even the Holy Lord comes, how can you resist it?"

One by one, the Holy Kings spoke, each of them was in the Great Perfection of the Holy King Realm, and was not inferior to the strength of the Holy Lord Qingtian.

Seeing King Qingtian being killed with a sword.

They didn't dare to take action easily, but with so many people together, they weren't particularly afraid of Luo Xiu.

"If you give up here, there is still room for negotiation." Purple Sun Saint King also came out and said.

"die!"

There was no expression on Luo Xiu's face, and his response was simple, only one word.

"boom!"

Suddenly, the lapis lazuli sword he held in his hand struck out again. At this moment, he was like an ancient god of war, spanning the ages.

"Puff puff!……"

Blood spurted out, and three holy kings on the spot were killed by a sword before they could react, and their bodies were broken into two pieces.

This made other people extremely shocked, because they could not see any trace of Luo Xiu's action.

It seems that as long as he swings his sword, no matter how far away he is, the sword will come down instantly and hit his opponent.

Such a killing technique simply ignores time and space, and ignores the existence of the order of the avenue.

And the only power that can achieve this level of power is the legendary forbidden power that transcends the times!

But in Luo Xiu's case, he didn't call it the forbidden power, but the original energy.

Over the years in the world of immortals and demons, Luo Xiu has continuously absorbed the aura emanating from the ancestor of the Devouring Demon Clan. The wisp of Origin Qi that was originally only as thick as a finger has been condensed by him and has become very powerful.

The divine sword condensed with the energy of the origin is a supreme weapon. With his current cultivation level, its power can be comparable to the top holy king's magic weapon. Coupled with the existence of ignoring the rules of the order of the avenue, Without adequate defense, even the Holy King Dzogchen will be almost certain to die once he is attacked.

"You all deserve to die for hurting my wife and trying to kill my friend!"

"kill!"

Luo Xiu kept swinging his sword, and every time he swung his sword, someone would be killed. Not even the Holy King could stop him, let alone those enlightened monks from various heavens.

"kill him!"

The eyes of all the Daotian people were also red. When they saw Luo Xiu going on a killing spree, a holy king sacrificed a purple cauldron and smashed it towards Luo Xiu.

It was a pity that the cauldron had not yet arrived. Luo Xiuju waved his hand and struck out with a sword, killing the holy king from the air, causing blood to fly.

"boom!"

The strong man with Burning Heaven Dao was surrounded by blazing flames. He hesitated for a moment and was about to run away.

But as soon as his body moved, his eyes widened. When his head was chopped off, he didn't even know when the sword came.

Luo Xiu's attack was so elusive that even though he was far away, someone would be killed with just a swing of his sword, without any trace of the attack being visible.

"Your Highness is here and will not tolerate your impudence!"

The figure of an old man appeared, pacing in the air.

Above the old man's head, there was a spinning sacred furnace suspended, with a curtain of light hanging down, emitting a forbidden aura.

"Qiang!"

Luo Xiu waved his sword, and across hundreds of miles of void, he heard a loud sound that penetrated gold and cracked stone, and the vibrating void shattered.

However, the old man was not killed. The divine furnace, which contained a trace of the original aura, blocked Luo Xiu's blow.

"You are too arrogant. Although I don't know how you mastered the power of taboo to such an extent, after all, you are just a junior in the enlightened realm. Do you really think that you will be invincible if you master the power of taboo?"

The old man in gray had a sneer on his face, but he was also a little scared in his heart. If it weren't for the divine furnace body protection that Chen Zhen passed down to him, he might have followed in the footsteps of Holy King Qingtian and others, unable to block the elusive figure. Kill with sword.

"Do you think a turtle shell can stop it?"

There was a hint of sneer in the corner of Luo Xiu's mouth.

"Buzz!"

His body was filled with more green gold aura, the green gold divine sword in his hand became more solid, and the aura became more and more powerful.

"boom!"

The next moment, Luo Xiu waved his sword again.

And the power of this sword is several times more powerful than before!

"What!"

The expression of the old man in gray suddenly changed. The moment Luo Xiu swung his sword, he felt a strong life and death crisis.

"Use my blood and essence to protect my body with my holy soul!"

At this moment, the old man in gray roared and spit out a mouthful of life essence and blood.

In an instant, the divine furnace above his head rotated faster, and streams of nine-color divine light flew out, turning into the shadow of a nine-color divine phoenix.

Although it was just a shadow, there was a vast and unpredictable aura of origin permeating the air, making everyone present feel the pressure, as if they were carrying a mountain on their backs.

The power of the origin is superior to the most ancient and endless avenues of the times.

In any era, the Great Dao represents everything, and the will of the Great Dao of the Times is above all else. Only by cultivating to the realm of the Great Emperor can one be on an equal footing with the will of the Great Dao of the Times.

Therefore, the existence of the original breath is a kind of detachment, which is above the times.

If a person without transcendence is compared to a mortal.

Such detached people are gods.

This is a bird's eye view of life levels and has nothing to do with cultivation level.

No matter how weak the breath of the gods is, no matter how powerful any mortal is, they will instinctively feel awe in their hearts.

If you take all this to a higher level.

So transcending the level of life is the meaning of fate.

"Your Highness, save me!"

The old man yelled because he was shocked to see that the nine-color divine phoenix shadow condensed with a forbidden aura in the divine furnace was torn apart by a terrifying sword light.

Seeing that this sword light was about to kill him, he was frightened and called for help.