Qing Ling Shengzi shouted, he waved the divine sword in his hand.
At the same time, the golden phantom that came out of his eyebrows also raised his hand and grabbed it. A golden divine sword phantom also appeared in his hand, making the same sword swing.
In an instant, even the world that had turned into nothingness and chaos was torn apart again.
The power of this sword surpassed everyone's imagination and was beyond the scope of the Holy Emperor Realm's comprehension and control.
Luo Xiu laughed again.
"If it's a clone of the saint, I'll still be jealous, but it's just a phantom that has been transformed by divine consciousness, so I want to kill me with this?"
After the voice fell, Luo Xiu's aura rose abruptly.
Return to the beginning!
It is stronger than the final normalization technique.
In an instant, Luo Xiu's body was filled with a breath of origin. This was not order or rune, but a breath of detachment.
Luo Xiu had already mastered this secret technique when he cultivated in the Holy King Realm.
Now he has broken through to the holy emperor realm, even if he is still in the initial state of the false source, it is far beyond the power of the past.
At this moment, Luo Xiu also seemed to burn.
The body was filled with blue-gold flames, as if turned into a god.
The cyan-gold source wheel also appeared behind him.
Luo Xiu held a black spear and a broken blade, and stood up in the air.
"boom!"
At the first hit, Luo Xiu's body shook and the corners of his mouth were bleeding.
The Qingling Saint Child spouted a mouthful of blood, and the divine sword in his hand was shaken off and let out a whine.
"Chang!"
In the second blow, Luo Xiu burst into pieces of blood mist, his arm holding the black spear shattered, and the spear turned into black light, which fell into the center of his eyebrows.
The golden phantom was cut apart by the black broken blade, split into two pieces, and let out an angry roar and roar.
Luo Xiu's injuries were heavier, and the divine armor that had been broken into the Promise helmet had more cracks.
He walked as if bathed in blood, kicked Qingling Shengzi's chest, penetrated his entire body, and splashed out more than ten meters of blood.
"This is impossible!"
I don't know how many people shouted in their hearts, opened their mouths, but didn't shout out.
You must know that even though it is a phantom, it is an unrivaled power of the Lord.
With such a trump card method, the Qingling Saint Child was still defeated?
Isn't the endless child who carries the hope of luck in the age a joke?
at the same time.
Some monks of the older generation were silent.
Because they all understand a problem.
That was before the Lord came.
Luo Xiu is already invincible in the ancient land of good fortune.
Peerless invincibility!
Unparalleled in the world!
"What a horrible person, I feel the breath of the same race in him, but it also has the breath of other bloodlines. This person with such a mixed bloodline and breath can achieve this level?"
The goddess of Xiu Luo looked at Luo Xiu in surprise, with beautiful spear-like eyes, brilliant and curious.
More people are shaking.
The golden phantom that appeared was transformed by the divine consciousness of a holy deity, and it was not an ordinary holy deity, but a famous ancestor in the realm of Taoism.
It is said that it is the Heavenly Golden Sovereign, whose body is transformed from a piece of divine gold that has been conceived in ten chaotic eras on the ancient Qingling Mountain.
Even the phantom made by the divine consciousness is the power of the Lord.
And being able to contend against the power of dispersing the saints does not mean that Luo Xiu's power has exceeded the scope of the saint emperor class, reaching the level of being able to compete with the saints?
"He has not reached the level of the Lord, otherwise, he would not be injured in the confrontation just now." Someone said.
"That's right, it's just that the Holy Venerable sealed a strand of divine consciousness in the sea of knowledge of the Blue Spirit Saint Child, and a divine consciousness can hurt Luo Xiu to defeat it. It can be seen that Luo Xiu's own power is far from reaching the holy The level of respect."
"Even if it isn't the Holy Venerable, at least at the level of the Holy Emperor, he is already invincible." Someone sighed.
The Lord is a watershed...
Especially those Saint Emperor Realm powerhouses who have lived for an unknown period of time are filled with emotion in their hearts.
Enlightenment is a big level.
From the enlightened, to the holy king, to the holy emperor and the holy deity.
Only stepping into the level of the deity is a huge watershed. Once you step into this state, it is difficult to predict the power and it is an almost insurmountable state.
It can be said that even if it is a strong person in the peak realm of the holy emperor who has cultivated the power of taboo, no matter how strong the power is, it is no match for an incarnation of the holy emperor.
Even a phantom that was transformed by divine consciousness contained the power of the holy emperor, and it was easy to kill the peak of the holy emperor and the half-step holy emperor.
Luo Xiu's ability to defeat the divine consciousness phantom of the Lord means that he is stronger than the peak of the holy emperor and the half-step holy emperor, but he still has not reached the level of the holy emperor.
same.
Since the divine consciousness phantoms of the Saint-level powerhouses have all appeared, it also means that through this divine consciousness phantom, the Heavenly Golden Sovereign can feed back the situation in the ancient fortune land to the ontology.
Then it means that those holy ancestors who are in the outside world already know what happened in the ancient land.
...
at the same time.
In the realm beyond that ancient land.
Three thousand heavens are like three thousand continents floating in the vast darkness of void.
The location of Qingling Mountain.
Not in the three thousand heavens.
But the endless nothingness beyond the three thousand heavens.
At the end of each Daotian, there is the endless Chaos Sea.
At this moment, near the endless chaotic sea, a tall figure filled with golden light was sitting on a dim star.
This star contains a wealth of sacred mineral essence, and now it has been swallowed clean.
The figure shrouded in golden light suddenly opened his eyes, and countless cracks appeared in the stars under him. With a bang, they broke apart and turned into broken meteorites, floating like rootless duckweed in the chaotic nothingness.
"court death!"
An anger resounded in the void, and countless ripples spread, causing the chaotic air like sea water in the chaotic sea to violently oscillate, setting off stormy waves.
"Hey!"
He raised his hand with a stroke, tore open the void, stepped out in one step, and came to an isolated space, a sacred mountain suspended in the air, radiant and blue like jade.
Qingshan has spirit, hence the name Qingling, he is a piece of divine gold on Qingling Mountain.
"what's going on?"
A figure paced up, saw the Heavenly Golden Sovereign, and felt anger and killing intent from him.
"The divine consciousness phantom that I left on the Saint Child was cut off, and the Saint Child is in danger of life and death!" Heavenly Golden Sovereign said in a deep voice.
"Who would dare to kill my son of Qingling Mountain?" The cold voice made the surrounding air frosty, and a middle-aged man in blue appeared.
"Om!"
His eyes are like two divine lights, breaking through the overlapping void, as if he wanted his gaze to penetrate everything and see through the scene in the ancient land.
The powerful saint's aura permeated, spreading out from the space where the Qingling Mountain was, and some monks in the heavens who were closer were also sensed, each trembling, and their souls trembling.
This is the power of the Lord.
Just the exudation and coercion of the breath can cover and suppress a Dao Tian!
"It's useless, the ancient land isolates everything. At the moment, I can't wait for anyone to get in, but the people inside will come out sooner or later." In the eyes of the Heavenly Golden Sovereign, two stars were burning with anger.
