Martial Dao Great Emperor

"If you have any needs, the sect will meet them." Jiuxuan Sect Master said.

Luo Xiu's contribution to the sect is enough to be recorded in the sect's history books and be remembered forever.

However, he didn't know how to make up for the heavy price and loss Luo Xiu had paid to protect the sect.

To know.

The price Luo Xiu paid was not only the supreme cultivation foundation he had forged through countless opportunities.

In the process of fighting against Holy Lord Zhentian, every collision and explosion of his moves came at the cost of his own life.

"I want to go home." Luo Xiu said.

At this moment, he didn't think much about anything else. What he thought about was the eternal world. He hadn't gone back for a long time and had been practicing hard. Now, he didn't need to practice for the time being. The first thought that came to his mind was to go home.

…

In just a few days.

Luo Xiu's aura kept falling, and no one could stop it. Even if the Jiuxuan Sect Master injected his own Tao power into Luo Xiu's body, he could not maintain his Tao foundation.

His foundation has begun to disintegrate and collapse. Without the support of his cultivation foundation, his cultivation will also dissipate step by step, and he will completely fall into a mortal state.

And once he loses all his cultivation and becomes a mortal.

His life will also come to an end.

This is the heavy price Luo Xiu paid for this battle.

According to the calculations of the Jiu Xuan Sect Master, and according to Luo Xiu's current situation, he still has about a hundred years left.

For monks who live a long life in the void.

One hundred years is too short.

The leader of the Jiuxuan Sect needs to take charge of the overall situation within the sect.

His master, Palace Master Xuanxiu, is also very important in the sect and cannot leave easily.

Finally, the leader of the Jiu Xuan Sect sent an elder from the Hunyuan Realm to take Luo Xiu away from the void area where the Jiu Xuan Sect was located.

"Husband!"

"My husband is back!"

The moment Luo Xiu returned to the eternal world.

I don’t know how many people shed tears, and I don’t know how many people felt relieved.

He was struggling outside.

His wife Hongyan at home is praying for him all the time, hoping that he can return safely.

The elder following Luo Xiu was already very old and had lived for thousands of chaotic eras. Seeing this scene at this moment, he couldn't help but get wet at the corners of his eyes.

This nephew Luo is really a sweet-tempered person.

Ten years in a row.

Luo Xiu was always accompanied by his wife, Hongyan, surrounded by women, talking and laughing, and the things he had experienced in the void were something that he could never finish describing for a long time.

The elders responsible for protecting Luo Xiu are hidden in the void of high heaven. The eternal world is just a low-level origin world, but the origin world will also be affected by the monks.

Luo Xiu walked out of the eternal world. As he cultivated more and more to a profound and powerful state, the world of origin also continued to grow.

Nowadays, he has grown to a certain extent, and some of the strongest people have even entered the realm of gods.

Yan Yue'er, Yan Xiruo, Luo Yu'er, Qi Yurong, and the other girls' cultivation have also reached the realm of gods.

All of this was benefited from Luo Xiu, who brought changes to the entire eternal world.

As for the fact that Luo Xiu's foundation was damaged and his life was not long, he did not tell the girls.

Thirty years later.

Zhentian Palace has been destroyed.

Master Jiu Xuan, Master Xuan Xiu, and Master Moon God Palace, powerful men from all major forces came one after another. Their extremely powerful existences made the gods in the eternal world and the surrounding civilized countries tremble with fear.

These people all came to visit Luo Xiu, because they all owed Luo Xiu a huge favor. Without Luo Xiu's final desperate outburst and fight, all the forces would have been wiped out by Zhentian Palace.

Master Jiuxuan and Master Xuanxiu also tried various methods, but they were unable to help Luo Xiu repair the damaged foundation. His cultivation level had fallen to the level of the God Lord of the Void.

In order to make up for it, the major forces left behind many treasures, and a large amount of resources were accumulated together, which is enough for people to cultivate into Shinra. However, all of this is of no use to Luo Xiu...

Wait until fifty years have passed.

Luo Xiu's cultivation level has fallen to a level even lower than the spirit realm.

At this time, Yan Yue'er and the others also discovered the problem with Luo Xiu.

However, Luo Xiu explained that there was nothing wrong with him, he just encountered some problems in his cultivation and he needed to reorganize his cultivation path.

Wait until the eightieth year.

Luo Xiu's cultivation has fallen to the realm of gods and demons. In no more than twenty years, he will lose some of his cultivation and foundation, and will die in the moment of turning into a mortal.

The purple magic dragon is here.

Not only is the Purple Demon Dragon here, but also the unfathomable existence of Emperor Xuan Shen is here.

"Are you crazy? Is it worth it?" Purple Demon Dragon saw Luo Xiu's situation as soon as they met, and his face was extremely gloomy.

He values ​​Luo Xiu very much, because he knows how strong Luo Xiu's foundation is. In the future, he will definitely be a seedling who is expected to cultivate to the level of Lord Shinra, and there is even a slim chance of hitting the throne of the Great Emperor in the new era. Bit!

However, this guy didn't cherish it at all. In order to protect a small and insignificant sect, he actually sacrificed his own foundation and pushed himself to a dead end.

"Whether it's worth it or not depends on you." Luo Xiu was still very open-minded.

"Immortal old man, do you have any idea?" Purple Demon Dragon looked at the Xuan Shen Emperor beside him.

"There is no way. The foundation is completely destroyed and there is no way to recover, unless it can be rebuilt." Emperor Xuan Shen shook his head, "And reshaping the foundation does not mean reshaping the foundation he had before, but must rely on himself. To reorganize and create a more powerful Taoist base than in the past, no one or treasure can help him, he can only rely on himself. "

"Senior's words are exactly what I want to do." Luo Xiu smiled.

Everyone thought he was hopeless.

In fact, Luo Xiu never thought that he would die like this. He was waiting for the moment of reinvention.

"You are very confident, boy." Emperor Xuan Shen glanced at Luo Xiu in surprise, and gave him a rare look of appreciation.

"Let's go. If this kid can successfully reshape Daoji, we will meet again in the future. If he fails, then he will disappear and cease to exist."

Finally, Emperor Xuan Shen and the Purple Demon Dragon also left.

Because even an unpredictable and powerful person like Emperor Xuan Shen is helpless against Luo Xiu's current situation.

It has not reached the first hundred years.

Only in the ninety-sixth year.

Luo Xiu was sitting cross-legged in a valley filled with birds and flowers, asking people not to disturb him.

Suddenly.

The last trace of cultivation in him, and the last trace of the foundation of cultivation, completely disintegrated and dissipated.

And at this moment.

Luo Xiu's body became blurry and seemed to disappear at any time, as if all traces had been wiped out from the world.

"My way is martial arts."

"True self, martial arts, combined into one, it is true martial arts!"

"My cultivation path was very complicated in the past, and it was not until later that I laid the foundation of true martial arts."

"To me, today's catastrophe is exactly an opportunity, allowing me to directly lay the foundation of Zhenwu cultivation from the most basic level of cultivation. The foundation of Zhenwu Dao created in this way completely surpasses the foundation I created in the past!"

"let's start!"