The last immortal lord had just died, and at the next moment, Luo Xiu came behind another immortal lord.
In the golden space of Zhenxian Realm, Luo Xiu's figure is towering and stalwart, like an immortal emperor, omnipotent.
The Immortal Zhentie hit with a stick, and the Immortal Lord of the Holy Spirit Race desperately resisted, but all the methods were crushed by the Immortal Zhentie and they were useless.
The immortal master yelled desperately, he was unwilling to die just like this, the eyebrows and dantian were constantly flashing immortal lights, all kinds of immortal magic weapons, no matter what their level, all directed towards Luo Xiu behind him. Boom away.
It's a pity that all this was in vain, Zhen Xian Tie shook lightly, and all the magic weapons of the fairy soldiers collapsed into powder, unable to achieve the slightest blocking effect.
"puff!"
Between the electric light and flint, the Zhenxian Iron knocked on the forehead of the immortal master powerhouse, and the opponent's body was shattered inch by inch. When the wind blew, there was nothing left, and it became empty forever.
Luo Xiu didn't need to see the result at all, and then his figure disappeared again, locking the next person.
Countless people in the entire ancient city were alarmed, including the Patriarch of the Five Emperors and the Holy Master of the Yuanshi Clan.
In the current world, the most immortal does not appear, the immortal deity does not appear, and the immortal lord-level elders in the sacred grounds are almost rampant in the world, and their respect is amazing.
However, on this day, these immortal master-level elders aloft are like mourning dogs, chased and killed with no way to the sky and no way to the earth.
No one had seen Luo Xiu originally, but at this moment, no one was optimistic about the Holy Spirit Race. Even the powerhouses at the Holy Master level had to admit in their hearts that if they were against someone like Shang Luo Xiu, their chances of winning would be close to zero.
"Horrible evildoer!"
"Are the people of the Supreme Clan so evil?"
"Impossible. If every member of the Supreme Clan is so powerful, there would be no chance for the Holy Spirit Clan to rise later."
"Yes, even if it is the legendary immortal emperor of ancient times, even when he was a young immortal king, he definitely didn't possess such a powerful combat power."
"..."
Everyone's heart is not at peace, because Luo Xiu's strength is too strong, and what is even more terrifying is his future growth potential.
This is the case for the Immortal King. If he becomes an immortal monarch in the future, stepping into the immortal lord and becoming the ultimate immortal, who else can be his opponent in this world?
On the road of the young generation's future battle for the immortal emperor, there is such an evil spirit pressing down, who can hold their heads up?
Shao Lingtian thought of the time when he was going to fight Ziyu on the Tianque battle platform, but now thinking about it again, he suddenly felt how ridiculous he was at that time.
If it weren't for the old elder of the clan to pull himself, I am afraid that after he rushed up, he would definitely end in defeat.
"Even if you kill the old man, my ancestor of the Holy Spirit race is here, you can't escape death!"
In the end, the old man who was suspected to be the previous saint lord shouted, all the other immortal lords with him had been chased by Luo Xiu, and he was the only one left at this moment.
Luo Xiu turned a deaf ear to this and didn't argue about it. With a body of thousands of feet, holding the immortal iron in his hand, slashing the immortal sword with his head hanging, he rushed to the night with a killing intent, and directly rushed into the resident of the Holy Spirit Race in the ancient city.
"Om!"
Suddenly, a light curtain rose up around the residence of the Holy Spirit tribe, and the lines of the avenue above the light curtain were intertwined and crisscrossed, as if the road was branded in the void.
"Defensive prohibition!" Everyone stared at the movement here, seeing the rising light curtain, immediately knew that the Holy Spirit race had activated the resident defense formation.
All the holy places are rooted in the ancient city of Emperor, and there has never been an example of a holy place being attacked or forced into force.
Therefore, the formation restrictions of the major holy grounds around the resident are not so powerful, but equivalent to the level of the sixth-order immortal formation, which can resist the immortal master.
This kind of formation prohibition is not powerful, but at this critical moment, it blocked Luo Xiu for a moment.
"Boom!"
When Luo Xiu smashed the restriction with one blow, it was because of being blocked that moment, the old man's cold laugh came from the resident of the Holy Spirit tribe.
"Too much remnant, today you are dead! The old man has already got the imperial weapon!"
Before the words fell, a vast imperial might diffused from the residence of the Holy Spirit Race.
The old man in brocade clothes, who was anxious just now like a dog at home, is now smiling, with murderous intent in his eyes.
His figure rose slowly, with golden light shining, like a round of big sun, above the head of this holy master-class old man, there was a fairy pagoda suspended, immortal and mighty.
Containing imperial prestige, it is undoubtedly imperial weapon, the difference lies in whether there is a prefix of the two words Zhengdao.
However, the imperial weapon of Zhengdao is the treasure of the holy land to deter the Quartet. It has always been placed in the ancestral land, and it cannot be placed in the resident of the ancient city.
Therefore, the immortal pagoda in front of me is not an imperial instrument of Proving Dao, but a refined imperial instrument created by the emperor of the Holy Spirit with 9th-order immortal materials.
Among the imperial artifacts, immortal emperor’s perception of the supreme rule avenue is inscribed. The difference from the emperor’s imperial artifact is that it lacks the power of the immortal emperor.
Legend has it that Zhengdao imperial artifacts are integrated with the immortal emperor, and contain part of the immortal emperor's own power.
"boom!"
Just above the resident of the Holy Spirit tribe, the battle between Luo Xiu and the predecessor of the Holy Spirit tribe who held the imperial weapon immediately broke out.
Under the blockade of the Jingshi Immortal Fire Great Array, their battlefield was unable to leave the ancient city of Emperors. The vast imperial power and powerful avenue rules continued to spread, causing the ancient city of Emperors, which had been almost destroyed into ruins by demons, to suffer more severely again. The devastation.
The powerhouse of the Saint Lord level holds the imperial weapon, which can make the Zhixian ancestor retreat. After all, although Zhixian occupies the advantage of the road realm, it is still inferior to the immortal perception and imperial prestige contained in the imperial weapon. Thousands of miles.
Even if the saint master-level characters can't urge the imperial weapon's might, they can make up for the gap in realm, and compete with the immortal, even slightly lower.
It can be said that with the imperial weapon in hand, Luo Xiu and the previous holy lord of the Holy Spirit race are almost equally divided. The two have fought in the air for an unknown number of rounds, and no one can do anything about it.
At this moment, the Jingshi Immortal Fire Array outside the ancient city opened a door, and a vast breath descended on the city.
"The ancestors of Zhixian are here!"
The people of All Sacred Lands exclaimed, breaking through the stone carvings from the demons and monsters, and then to Zhixian entering the demons, and Guiyuanxianzun entering the demons. A lot of things happened one after another, but the time was not long.
However, for the people of All Saints, this seemingly short period of time feels extremely long.
In any case, I finally waited for the great ancestors to come from the ancestral land of the great holy land. There are these great ancestors, which can make people feel a lot of peace.
"Who is fighting at the station of my Holy Spirit Race?"
A man with flying beard appeared in the sky above the ancient city of Emperor. His body was draped in a bronze armor, his hair was fluttering, his figure was burly, his voice was loud, the mighty of the immortal, and it was as majestic as a mountain, and the oppressors could hardly breathe.
There is no doubt that this is a supreme immortal, and not a clone, but a deity.
