Chapter 1,059 Bloodbrake Divine Sword

The biggest difficulty in crossing the Dead Lake lies here. The number of undead souls on the altar is staggering. What is even more frightening is that each of these undead souls has the strength of ninth-level gods and demons or above, and some of them are even as powerful as The level of the ninth-level god king.

When he turned around and saw this scene, Xu Shengjie's expression suddenly changed, and his face turned slightly pale.

"Roar!"

The undead souls on the altar roared, and immediately they were attacked by a mass of black people.

"kill!"

Xu Shengjie raised his hand and pointed, and the divine sword flew out. Whether it was the divine sword or the divine sword, it was a ninth-level divine king weapon, with infinite power.

Faced with this situation, even Luo Xiu didn't dare to be brave. He held the plowing sword in his hand, stepped forward in the air, and rushed forward.

"boom!"

A ninth-level god-king undead figure on the altar suddenly took action. Xu Shengjie's sword and divine weapon struck the undead figure's open palm, but only sparks flew out.

The big hands of the God King of Death were buzzing and trembling, and in the blink of an eye, the swords and divine weapons were blown away. Then the big hands tore through the void and grabbed Xu Shengjie.

"God King!"

Xu Shengjie's eyes widened. Although his talent was unparalleled, his cultivation of the eighth-level gods and demons was definitely unable to compete with the ninth-level god-king.

Moreover, there were not just one or two god-king-level undead souls on the altar, but at least a dozen, or even more!

"Kill the sky!"

Luo Xiu held the plowing sword in his hand, and the light of the sword spread across the sky, colliding with the big hand of the God King of Death with a clang.

"Let's go!"

Luo Xiu glanced at the dumbfounded Xu Shengjie, then without saying a word, he turned into an escaping light and flew across to the other side of the Dead Lake.

Xu Shengjie also realized that facing this situation, if he didn't run fast, he would be dead.

However, these undead spirits on the altar could not allow the two of them to escape easily. One undead spirit with god-king level strength took action boldly, and the death energy in the sky surged, covering the two of them.

Although these undead souls do not know how to use magical powers and secret techniques, the death energy contained in their bodies is so amazing, and being in the Dead Lake, their strength has been blessed. It can be said that they are a true ninth-level god. When the king comes, he can only stay away.

"Buzz!"

Xu Shengjie sacrificed a divine bell, and the vibration of the bell sent out ripples to defend against the attack of the undead on the altar.

Luo Xiu also sacrificed the Zixiao Heavenly Refining Furnace, and when the two of them joined forces, they were also attacked by those god-king-level undead spirits, causing their energy and blood to tumble.

However, even though the cultivation strength of the two of them is comparable to that of ninth-level gods and demons, they are gradually unable to sustain themselves under the siege of a dozen or more god-king-level undead.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!..."

Big hands as black as ink pressed down, and there were waves of death energy. Luo Xiu and Xu Shengjie were completely beaten, unable to fight back, and they couldn't even get the chance to use escape skills to fly away.

"Brother Luo, what should I do?" Xu Shengjie looked at Luo Xiu and asked.

"We can only split up and run away. In this way, the attacks of these undead spirits will be dispersed, and you and I will have a chance to escape." Luo Xiu said.

"good!"

Regarding Luo Xiu's proposal, Xu Shengjie agreed without hesitation. His ability to grow to this point did not rely entirely on the Wugou Divine Body. He himself has experienced life and death many times, and he is very clear about the current situation. In this case, running away separately is the most correct choice.

As soon as he finished speaking, Luo Xiu moved the Zixiao Heavenly Furnace above his head to the left, while Xu Shengjie activated the divine bell to move to the right.

Sure enough, many undead spirits were not very intelligent and their attacks were dispersed instantly, but most of those god-king level undead spirits shot at Luo Xiu.

"Your uncle!"

Seeing this situation, even Luo Xiu couldn't help but curse.

"Haha, thank you, Brother Luo, so I'll take the first step." Xu Shengjie was overjoyed and seized the opportunity to transform into an escape light and escape as quickly as possible.

Seeing Xu Shengjie's escaping light getting further and further away until it completely disappeared, Luo Xiu's eyes flashed with sharp light.

"boom!"

The Blue Sky Divine Monument flew out from between his eyebrows, and with the power of the Heavenly Treasure, it instantly blocked all attacks.

"Buzz!"

One after another, the formation talismans bloomed with bright divine light, and the ninety-nine formation talismans were flying around Luo Xiu's body like butterflies. Under the operation of the magical power that is void of all laws, the death energy that approached his body would continue to Dissipation, the mystery is far better than Xu Shengjie's innocent divine light.

"Suppression!"

Luo Xiu's mana surged crazily, urging the power of the Qingtian Monument to suppress the undead souls on the altar.

At the same time, he rushed over in the air, hugged the altar with both hands, and wanted to pull the entire altar up from the ground.

He has already seen that this altar is also an incredible treasure. It contains the majestic death energy and the aura of reincarnation. It has been nourished by the Dead Lake for many years and is not as used as the Suppressing God Monument. The erosion of time has greatly reduced its power.

It can be said that if this altar is used for refining, it can even be used to refine divine items of the ninth-level divine emperor's weapon!

"Ho! Roar! Roar!..."

Countless undead souls roared and screamed. Although there were many god-king level undead souls among them, they did not have the magic power to cultivate like martial arts cultivators. They could only rely on brute force and death energy to break free in a moment. Can't resist the suppression of Qingtian Monument.

The power of the blue sky is endless. As long as Luo Xiu's magic power can support it, these undead spirits can never escape the suppression.

The weight of the altar was extremely staggering. Even with Luo Xiu's physical strength, it was very difficult to pick it up.

Big waves rolled in the center of the Dead Lake. When he pulled the altar up from the Dead Lake, all the undead spirits in the Dead Lake were alarmed!

At the same time, Luo Xiu also felt that his magic power could no longer hold on. After all, it was still quite difficult for him to activate a treasure of this level like the Qingtian Monument.

Luo Xiu originally wanted to put this death altar into a storage ring. However, the grade of this treasure was too high and the weight was too shocking. The space inside the storage ring could not bear it. Once it was put in, the space inside the ring would be destroyed. It will be crushed.

As a result, Luo Xiu had no choice but to seal the Death Altar and collect it into the sea of ​​consciousness between his eyebrows. His sea of ​​consciousness was vast and boundless, and many important treasures were stored here.

Then he took back the Qingtian Divine Monument, with the thirty-three speed formation talismans engraved on his body, and the power of the dual rules of space and speed of the evolution of the Tao of Formlessness, his speed increased to the limit in an instant, and he was gone in an instant.

The dead lake boiled, and countless undead souls roared out and chased Luo Xiu in the direction of his escape.

In the deepest part of the Dead Lake, a dead spirit that had been sleeping for a long time opened its scarlet eyes. He was covered in scarlet divine armor. The moment his eyes opened, it seemed as if there was a shocking murderous intention revealed.

"Who robbed the treasure of the Dead Lake and woke me up from his deep sleep?"

This undead spirit speaks human words, and is completely unlike those ordinary undead spirits that have no wisdom at all.

He claims to be the emperor, and his aura is far more powerful than that of the ninth-level God King. He is indeed a ninth-level God-Emperor level existence!

After crossing the Dead Lake and reaching the other side, Luo Xiu saw a bloody divine sword in front of him. This divine sword reached through the sky and the earth, like a sacred mountain as red as blood, exuding majestic and vast killing intent.

Surrounding this bloody divine sword were figures, each one wearing blood-clothed clothes. Their murderous intent gathered together to tear the sky apart!

"The Blood Tribe?"

Luo Xiu narrowed his eyes slightly, and he also saw a familiar figure among the blood brake clan members, True Lord Tiansha!

At this moment, a group of people from the Blood Tribe are besieging a black dragon. This black dragon has a huge body and is almost as powerful as a ninth-level god king.

Luo Xiu glanced around and saw that True Lord Tiansha was not the strongest being among the Blood Tribe. There was a woman among them who was dressed in blood and had a cold face. She actually had a ninth-level god-king level cultivation!

"Haha, Brother Luo, have you crossed over from Dead Lake too?"

Suddenly, a voice came into his ears, Luo Xiu listened, and then saw Xu Shengjie flying from not far away.

"What? Brother Xu, does he think I should fall into the Dead Lake?" Luo Xiu glanced at Xu Shengjie and said.

"This... Brother Luo misunderstood, misunderstood..." Xu Shengjie waved his hands quickly, looking a little guilty. After all, if Luo Xiu hadn't attracted the siege of most of the god-king-level undead, he might not have been able to do so easily. Crossing the heart of the Dead Lake.

At the same time, Xu Shengjie also saw the people from the Blood brake clan, his eyes fell on the woman in blood clothes at the head, and said: "There are so many people from the Blood brake clan this time, even the god-king level clan The Lord was alarmed."

Speaking of the Blood Chassis Clan, Xu Shengjie talked eloquently and said: "As far as I know, the leader of the Blood Chassis Clan has been cultivating to the realm of the ninth-level God King for at least tens of millions of years, but she has been hidden from the world for many years. , this time, even bringing a large number of powerful people from the clan to the paradise, there must be a big plan!"

Luo Xiu nodded. Strong men who have reached the level of the ninth-level god-king rarely have the opportunity to impress them. There must be a reason for this god-king of the Blood Tribe to go out.

"It is the clan treasure of the Blood Tribe. It is said that at its peak, it was a ninth-level imperial weapon. But later it was said that it was damaged in a shocking battle and the sword spirit fell, so it can only be equivalent to a ninth-level god king. The level of the weapon." Xu Shengjie pointed at the bloody divine sword that reached the sky.

"The sword spirit has fallen?"

Luo Xiu narrowed his eyes slightly. The so-called sword spirit is the weapon spirit of the Blood Divine Sword. Only the magic weapon that can derive the weapon spirit can be regarded as a real magic weapon. Without the weapon spirit, the power of the magic weapon will be reduced. It is normal for a person to fall from a ninth-level imperial weapon to a ninth-level divine king weapon.

Immediately, Luo Xiu's eyes fell on the black dragon that was besieged by the Blood Brass Tribe. This god-king-level black dragon was surrounded by majestic energy of life and death, which was much higher than the five he encountered in the Paradise at the beginning. The Golden Claw Dragon is much more powerful.

The creatures that appeared on the periphery of the Paradise were all assimilated by the life force, and then the dead souls in the Dead Lake were eroded by the death energy. After crossing the Dead Lake, the creatures here have the power of life and death at the same time.

"It seems that the Blood Tribe wants to kill the black dragon, and then refine the black dragon into the divine sword, turning the black dragon into a sword spirit. In this way, even if the divine sword cannot be restored to its heyday, But it can at least reach the level of a ninth-level divine emperor weapon!"

Luo Xiu thought in his mind, if the leader of the Blood Fiend Clan holds the ninth-level God King Sword, then in the realm of the ninth-level God King, it will be almost rare to encounter an opponent.