Many people did not expect Huang Zun to appear, but what is even more unexpected is that someone actually defeated Huang Zun!
Although it is not a real Huangzun, the ability to defeat Huangzun at the pinnacle of the Seven-wheeled God Emperor also means that this black-robed boy has the potential and talent far beyond Huangzun!
Huang Zun is already the strongest, could this black-robed boy become a Taoist master in the future?
Compared to the others, sitting near Luo Xiu, the martial arts powerhouses who depended on the Promise Sword Realm were extremely excited.
That is Huang Zun, the existence of the strongest, the young master can leapfrog to kill, what kind of power is this?
Zuoqiu was dead, Huang Zun lost more than just a direct disciple. Together with the invincible image that Huang Zun had always maintained, Luo Xiu was also slammed under his feet, crushed and unconcerned!
Staring at the black-robed boy who was sitting calmly underneath, the Great Desolate City Lord suddenly had a feeling of regret. He who had achieved the supreme cultivation status, an instinct derived from instinct told himself that this black-robed boy possessed With unimaginable huge potential!
Perhaps many people don’t care much about his past life, because even though his past life is very famous, he is after all a person who has fallen short after he first entered the realm of supremacy. Even the ancestors of the ancestral land of the desert clan always They all believe that even if the young man's future achievements can surpass his previous life, he will at most stop at the late supreme stage, and at most be the realm of the supreme.
If you fail to become a Taoist master, you will eventually be an ant. For the ancestors of the ancestral land, a genius who cannot become a Taoist master will not be taken care of by them.
But today, Luo Xiu killed Huang Zun at the pinnacle level of the Seven-Round God Emperor with just one move. It can be said that he slapped the face of those who underestimated him sharply!
His potential is more than the strongest?
"Even to open up a fairy road?..."
In another time and space, the ancestors in the depths of the ancestral land of the Huang Clan always paid attention to the movement here. When they saw the scene where Luo Xiu bombarded Zuoqiu, these ancestors respected the mysterious ancestors. We all sat up in shock!
"Even the first ancestors failed to open up the immortal way!"
"Report to the ancestor!"
"Notify Huang Zhentian, be sure to keep this child!"
"..."
The ancestors communicated with each other, and everyone's face and heart were filled with deep shock, which could not be calmed for a long time.
"Shaking the sky, you must stay here, and the old man wants to see him in person!"
In the Hall of the Lord's Mansion in the Great Desolate Ancient City, the body of the Great Desolate City Lord trembled slightly, and the ancestor's voice came in his mind.
It was the ancestor who told him not to hinder Huang Zun from taking back the origin of the deserted tower, and Huang Zhentian was his name.
"Friend Luo..."
The Great Desolate City Lord looked at Luo Xiu, and when he was about to speak, he saw Luo Xiu suddenly shaking his head.
"City Lord, I thought about it a while ago. Just as the Heavenly Desolate Sage Master said, I don't have many masters in the Promise Sword Region, and it is indeed difficult to gather the men and horses to control the twenty desolate warships."
"What? This..."
The Lord of Great Wilderness was stunned at once, and at the same time, bursts of bitterness arose in his heart.
Just now, Luo Xiu also promised to help him, but at this moment he suddenly changed his words. Why didn't he understand why?
This is the main hall of the Great Desolate City Lord's Mansion. Huang Zun is here to do his hands on Luo Xiu. As the master here, he has not done his due duties. Why can he get the strong support from the other party?
As the Lord of the Great Desolate City thought, Luo Xiu was indeed a little bit chilled, whether it was because of his own relationship with Huang Wuji’s friends, or the enmity between him and the Demon Dao Sacred Land and the Blood Brae Clan, he represented the Wuji Sword Territory and strongly supported Dahuang The ancient city, all this is understandable.
But when he faced the threat of Huang Zun, the Lord of the Great Desert looked on indifferently. Can such an ally be considered an ally?
"Friend Luo, this is not what I want to say."
The Lord of the Wilderness sighed in his heart, and he said to Luo Xiu through the voice of his divine sense, "Our ancestor of the Wilder clan wants to see you."
"Sorry, Lord City Lord, I am very busy and have no time." Luo Xiu's expression was very indifferent, and he refused without hesitation.
The face of Great Desolate City Lord was ugly, but he also knew that if something happened to him, his attitude might not be as good as Luo Xiu now.
"If there is nothing else, I won't bother the Lord City Lord presiding over the discussion. There are still some things that need to be dealt with in Jianyu, so I will leave now."
Luo Xiu stood up straightforwardly. Based on the attitude of the Lord of the Wilderness just now, let alone help, he would not send a soldier to help!
You don't care about my life and death in the ancient city of the wilderness. What is it to me with the survival of your ancient city?
"You presumptuous!"
A middle-aged woman next to the Great Desert City Lord suddenly stood up with a cold voice.
This middle-aged woman came from the ancestral land of the Desolate Clan and was also a supreme. She came from the ancestral land of the Desolate Clan to assist the Lord of the Desolate Clan.
The breath of a supreme-level powerhouse firmly locked Luo Xiu, making him feel that the surrounding space was constantly oppressed, making it difficult for him to move.
Luo Xiu turned his head coldly, staring coldly at the middle-aged female cultivator, "The Great Desolate Ancient City also wants to go to war with my Promise Sword Realm?"
As soon as this statement was made, everyone was in an uproar!
"Joke! You are a junior, can you also represent the failure of the Promise Sword Realm?" The middle-aged woman snorted coldly, "Why do you come here as you say you are, and leave when you leave?"
Living in the ancestral land for many years, although this middle-aged woman is supreme, she doesn't know what it means to be moderate in scrutiny, and what she says and does is very domineering, which makes many martial arts experts from all forces wrinkle. Frowned.
If the Great Desolate Ancient City draws people's hearts like this, who will follow you?
Because everyone here is not stupid, anyone can see what happened just now, but it is a mistake in the ancient city!
"Who said he can't represent the Promise Sword Domain?"
At this moment, a voice suddenly came from outside the main hall door.
"My palace said it!"
The middle-aged woman blurted out almost instinctively.
"Who do you think you are?"
A cold snort suddenly came, and then a finger appeared like a sword, and went straight to the middle-aged woman.
The Great Desolate City Lord and others had not reacted to help, but the sword had already arrived in an instant.
"Boom!"
The middle-aged woman almost had no resistance, she was shot off on the spot, her body slammed against the wall, and blood spilled from the corner of her mouth.
Fortunately, the main hall of this city lord's mansion is blessed with the formation pattern of the supreme-level formation, otherwise the entire main hall would be destroyed in one blow.
One after another, they stared at them, and saw a figure slowly pacing in at the gate of the main hall.
This was a young man with black hair and scattered dancing. He wore a cyan gown with his left hand on his back. His eyes were as sharp as a sword, and he swept across several Supremes headed by the Lord of the Desert.
"Who are you!"
Five Supreme Lords, including the Great Desolate City Lord and the Heavenly Desolate Lord, stood up one after another, and their breaths bloomed, and ten divine wheels appeared behind each person, as bright as the sun hanging in the air, with a vast breath.
"My name, Dugu!" The green shirt man said lightly.
"Master of Sword Domain!"
Hearing this name, many people feel awe-inspiring.
The lord of the Promise Sword Realm has always been mysterious and rarely makes any moves, but no one had thought that the lord of the sword realm would be a supreme!
And he is also a strong man who can defeat other supreme easily!
"Brother!?"
When Luo Xiu saw Dugu, he couldn't help but was stunned, and his face immediately showed joy.
If a senior came here, he naturally had nothing to worry about.
"Junior, you did a good job."
Dugu smiled slightly, raised his hand and waved, the aura locked in Luo Xiu's body was annihilated, and Luo Xiu immediately recovered his freedom, jumped, and came to Dugu's side.
At the same time, more than two hundred seven-wheeled emperors attached to the Promise Sword Region also stood up one after another, and came behind Dugu and Luo Xiu.
This is a statement that they represent the sect family behind their respective families, and advance and retreat together with the Promise Sword Realm, and are both prosperous!
The Promise Sword Domain has been operating for many years under the control of Dugu, and naturally there will be no difference in the cultivation of loyalty to the forces under his command.
Hearing Dugu's praise to him, Luo Xiu's mouth had a wry smile. Obviously, the brother had already known what had happened before.
If he had known that the senior brother would come to him as his backer, he would have been a bit tougher and arrogant when he faced the Supreme Desolate City Master just now, right?
"Friend Dugu Taoist."
The Great Desolate City Lord arched his hands and clasped his fists, he found that he could not sense the cultivation level of the Lord of the Sword Region, and his heart was truly awe-inspiring.
However, for the politeness of the Great Desolate City Lord, Dugu did not appreciate him, and sneered: "I know very well what calculations your Desolate Clan made, but you shouldn't count my juniors. Naturally, someone will ask you Desolate Clan for an explanation. ."
Before the voice fell, Dugu didn't bother to pay attention to the Great Desolate City Lord and others, patted Luo Xiu's shoulder beside him, and smiled: "Junior Brother, let's go."
Dugu and Luo Xiu walked towards the outside of the hall, followed by more than two hundred seven-wheeled emperors.
"Shaking the sky, stop them!"
The middle-aged female cultivator who was blown away by the lone lonely shouted, "We have six people, and he is only one!"
"Shut up!"
Huang Zhentian shouted angrily, and he secretly cursed this woman that she had not succeeded in doing enough, and that Huang's face was almost lost by her.
And just when Dugu took Luo Xiu away from the main hall of the Great Desolate City Lord's Mansion, Wuji Dao Zun came to the ancestral land of the Desolate Race in another time and space.
The ancestral land of the desert tribe has never been known to the world, but it was a small world specially opened by the ancestors when they opened up the wasteland, similar to the worlds like the outer planets and the void.
The ancestral land is the root of the deserted tribe. In the long and endless years, even the members of the deserted tribe can only enter the ancestral land when they have cultivated to the supreme realm.
"Old man Huang, get out and give me an explanation!"
The Promise Dao Zun, as if entering the realm of no one, descended directly to the ancestral hall of the Desolate Clan, and the ancestors who were respected as gods by the clan people, at this moment, kneeled in front of him respectfully, not dare The slightest trouble.
Dao Master, Dao Venerable, a word difference, a world of difference, these ancestors of the ancestral land, each is Dao Master, but all of them together, it is not enough for Wu Ji Dao Zun to slap.
