Martial Dao Great Emperor

Holy Son Qingling swallowed a pill to recover from his body's injuries.

There was a trace of solemnity on the handsome face, "Luo Xiu, who are you? There is no inheritance or strong person in the endless world that can cultivate a person like you."

In this regard, Holy Son Qingling has the most say.

Because among the geniuses of his generation, the Qingling Mountain behind him is definitely the strongest inheritance in the endless world, even more powerful than the ancient Heavenly Palace and Three Dao Palace.

As the Holy Son of Qingling, he has received the best resources and secret techniques for tens of thousands of years. After all, Qingling Mountain trained him as a son of hope from the beginning.

The fate of the era belongs to the monks of the entire era, scattered in the three thousand heavens.

Qingling Mountain started planning before an era of chaos, and paid a lot of money for the delivery of benefits. Only then did he receive 80% of the luck of the entire era, making him the first generation of the Endless Son.

It can be said that in this endless era, there should and cannot be a genius more powerful than him.

But the problem is that Luo Xiu's existence is not just as simple as being stronger than him, it is simply crushing him!

Yes, it’s crushing!

Even though Holy Son Qingling is unwilling to admit and accept this fact, the fact is right in front of him.

Luo Xiu was only at the first level of the Holy Emperor, but he was already at the eighth level.

In this way, he can be crushed. If Luo Xiu is allowed to practice to the same level as him at the eighth level of the Holy Emperor, he will die if he meets him!

The Endless Son, blessed by the luck of the times, was like a joke in front of him!

"I am who I am." Luo Xiu said lightly.

In his life, he rose from humble beginnings step by step on his own.

Whether it is the life and death beads at the beginning, or the memories of awakening the supreme emotion later, when placed on the level of the Taoist world, they are not even considered to be in the mainstream.

Therefore, Luo Xiu grew up completely on his own, and the opportunities and fortunes he received were all created by himself, and he experienced the hardships of life and death again and again.

Yes, he is not as noble and extraordinary as the Holy Son of Qingling.

But the hardships he has gone through are far beyond what a person like Qingling Holy Son who grew up with a golden key can compare with.

Moreover, his path was created by himself. If he really had an extraordinary background from the beginning and had a peerless expert to guide his practice, his own path would be hindered.

Even his father Taishang Yu in his previous life only left a burial place in the immortal world, and later left him three ancient patterns in the endless world, allowing him to save his life when he was weak.

It can be said that Taishang Yu did not interfere in Luo Xiu's growth path and had almost no influence.

"Hand over the most powerful method you have practiced, and I will spare your life."

Luo Xiu stepped on the void and walked towards Holy Son Qingling, his voice indifferent.

When Holy Son Qingling appeared, he threatened to take back the Great Law and the Emperor's Law from his body.

Later, Luo Xiu also gradually discovered that the purpose of Holy Son Qingling seemed to be not just as simple as the two most powerful methods. After all, although the ten most powerful methods were very strong in the Taoist world.

But if compared with the forbidden secret technique, it is still a little inferior.

Among the top inheritances in the Endless, many of them are forces that have produced forbidden powerful men, and they all master the inheritance of forbidden secret techniques. Even though the inheritance is not as complete as the most powerful method, it is not much inferior.

So Luo Xiu suspected that there was a secret hidden among the ten most powerful methods.

Since the Holy Son of Qingling aims to collect the ten most powerful spells, he must have started collecting the most powerful spells a long time ago. He has at least four or five kinds of most powerful spells in his possession.

Feeling the killing intent permeating Luo Xiu's body, Qingling Holy Son's eyes also became profound.

The power of the magical elixir he just took spreads out in his body, and his injuries have almost recovered. After all, given his status, the elixir he carries is definitely extraordinary.

"boom!"

A majestic aura condensed on the body of Holy Son Qingling, turning into a diffuse light that enveloped the whole body.

"Luo Xiu, although I admit that your strength is very strong, even the peak of the Holy Emperor is nothing in front of you, but you should not think that you can act unscrupulously. You have to know that the space in this ancient land is getting bigger and bigger. The more unstable it is, now that a powerful Saint Emperor can come in, it won’t be long before the Holy Lord can come in as well.”

"If you are the reincarnation of a strong man, then you should be more aware of the power of the Holy Lord. No matter how powerful you are at the level of the Holy Emperor, as long as you have not yet stepped into the realm of the Holy Lord, you will He can never be the opponent of the Holy Lord."

"You should still care about yourself." Luo Xiu said indifferently, "Hand over what I want, or die, it's your choice!"

"I don't believe you dare to kill me. I am blessed with 80% of the luck of the Endless Era. If you kill me, you will be an enemy of everyone in the Endless World. Even the taboo strong men in the Eternal World will not let you go. You!" Holy Son Qingling said with a sneer.

"I can not?"

Luo Xiu smiled, "Then I'll let you see whether I dare or not."

While speaking, Luo Xiu was still pacing forward. Although there was a faint smile on his face, the murderous intention on his body suddenly became more powerful and terrifying.

"you……"

Qing Ling Shengzi's face changed drastically. He naturally couldn't sit and wait for death. His aura surged again, and his aura exceeded the level of the peak of the Saint Emperor, stepping into a level that can be called a half-step Saint.

Of course, this kind of power blessing does not belong to Qing Ling Shengzi himself, but should belong to the power of the era's luck.

In other words, Qing Ling Shengzi's own strength, with the cultivation of the late Saint Queen, can be equivalent to the peak of the Saint, and stronger than the ordinary peak Saint.

But if he is blessed with the luck of the times, he can be further powerful and reach the level of a half-step Saint.

A magic sword, surrounded by green light, appeared in the hands of Qing Ling Shengzi, and slashed across the sky, killing Luo Xiu.

But this is not all the means of Qing Ling Shengzi.

"Boom!"

A terrible roar resounded, and Qing Ling Shengzi's eyebrows suddenly cracked, and a door emerged. A golden figure walked out of it, and in an instant it changed from an inch to ten thousand feet.

This is a golden shadow with endless divine light all over its body. It is like a raging aura, sweeping and surging, terrifying.

In an instant, under the pressure of this powerful aura, countless people felt their souls trembling and their bodies shaking.

Pairs of eyes were filled with fear.

Saint!

This is the aura of the Saint!

Could it be that a Saint has descended?

Although it is just a shadow, like a clone transformed by a divine consciousness, the aura of the Saint cannot be faked.