Chapter 1067 Huang Ting Eight Hundred Classics

The ninth-level divine formation seals the sky and the earth. Under this blockade, even the ninth-level king-level sky-breaking talisman will lose its effectiveness.

With no way to escape, Wu Yingxiong's face suddenly showed a look of panic, and his Taoist heart became disordered.

He knew very well that if he couldn't escape, then he had only two ways to go.

Either fight to the death, or beg for mercy, provided that Luo Xiuhui is willing to let him go.

A talented man like Wu Yingxiong would not bow down easily, so he did not choose to beg for mercy, and his eyes gleamed with the fire of fighting to the death.

"Possessed by the Martial Saint!"

Wu Yingxiong roared angrily, and golden light spurted out from his body. He was born in the ancient Wusheng family. The ancestors of their family were almost comparable to beings like the Cangtian and the Lord of Reincarnation. They were definitely not the so-called Wushengs in the lower cultivation planes. Comparable.

The Martial Saint clan has inherited the bloodline of their ancestors, but as time goes by, by the time of Martial Hero's generation, the Martial Saint bloodline has become very weak. Summoning the soul of the ancestor to possess it has become a forbidden technique. Once used, it will damage the enemy. The result of losing one thousand to oneself is eight hundred.

This was Wu Yingxiong's last resort. After using the Martial Saint Possession, his combat power increased crazily, almost reaching a level comparable to that of a ninth-level god king.

"As expected of the ancient Martial Saint clan, even though it is only a meager bloodline power, it can increase such a strong combat power."

Facing the martial arts heroes whose strength has skyrocketed, even Luo Xiu has to avoid the edge for the time being.

The more Wu Yingxiong fought, the more frightened he became. Although he gained the upper hand in the fight after using the magical power possessed by the Martial Saint, if he could not break through the blockade of the surrounding nine-level divine formation, he would still be unable to escape.

He didn't expect Luo Xiu to be so powerful. His combat power at the moment was already comparable to that of a ninth-level god king, but he only had a slight upper hand. As time went by, his strength gradually weakened. Once it weakened to a critical point , then what awaits him is a dead end!

In the blink of an eye, half an hour passed. Wu Yingxiong's soaring combat power continued to decline. Before, his attacks could continuously push Luo Xiu back. At this moment, Luo Xiu was able to deal with it easily and with ease.

"I told you, you can't escape from my hands!"

Luo Xiu also noticed that Wu Yingxiong's aura began to drop continuously. He saw his body shake, and the tyrannical physical power and mana surged crazily. He raised his hand to make a seal, and a ten thousand seal was shot out, and the sky collapsed and the earth shattered!

Wu Yingxiong's face changed with shock, but he was helpless. Even with the defense of the divine armor, he was thrown away by the tyrannical force, and blood spurted out from his mouth.

The powerful power in his body continued to dissipate, because his Martial Saint bloodline was relatively weak, and the magical power possessed by the Martial Saint could not last long.

This gave rise to despair in Wu Yingxiong's heart, and his belief in fighting to the death was shaken.

"Luo Xiu, I have no grudge against you, I..."

Luo Xiu naturally knew what Wu Yingxiong wanted to say, but he didn't wait for Wu Yingxiong to finish speaking. He waved his hand directly and said, "What's the use of saying this now? There is no enmity between you and me, but you But you have to join forces with others to deal with me. From the moment you decide to be my enemy, you must prepare to die here. "

Hearing this, Wu Yingxiong's heart instantly sank to the bottom. He roared crazily, blooming the brightest glory of life. At this moment, there was only one battle left.

boom!

The two magical powers collided together, and the entire sky was flooded with endless bright light, just like two planets colliding together, extremely gorgeous.

After a long time, formation flags flew from all directions into the storage ring in Luo Xiu's hand. Luo Xiu walked out of the bright light, and a scarred corpse fell from the air and fell into the dust.

"Cough cough cough..."

Luo Xiu coughed up some blood in his mouth. First, he was possessed by the magical power of the Martial Saint, and then he burned the source of life in a desperate fight. Even though he killed the Martial Hero, he himself suffered serious internal injuries, and his cultivation was extremely depleted. big.

"There is another powerful body missing between heaven and earth." Luo Xiu sighed and shook his head. Throughout the ages, there have been countless geniuses, and each kind of divine body is rare in the world. It is even rare for one to appear across several eras.

Now, a divine body was beheaded by Luo Xiu, and he felt somewhat regretful in his heart. Without this battle, once the future martial hero grows up, with the tyranny of the golden body, he will definitely have a place in this world.

Looking around, Luo Xiu murmured to himself, "The competition for places in the Huangta is fierce. Tens of thousands of talented heroes gathered here, until in the end only a thousand people were left to fight. I don't know how many people will perish. "

Throughout the ages, every era will have a period of incomparable splendor and prosperity, and during this period, the rise of the younger generation of strong men will be based on countless corpses. In the end, only a few scattered people can stand at the pinnacle of martial arts.

During this period, it was also the beginning of an era's transition from its heyday to its decline, and it was also a harbinger of the catastrophe of the era.

Nowadays, Luo Xiu has no shortage of various magical pills in his hands. He swallowed the magical pills to restore his lost cultivation, because here he may encounter powerful opponents at any time and has to be fully prepared.

After his cultivation reached the realm of the eighth-level gods and demons, Luo Xiu could clearly feel that his strength was countless times stronger than before. When a man at the peak of gods and demons faces a martial hero, he will definitely lose!

Because with the breakthrough in cultivation, treasures such as the Plow Sky Sword, Zixiao Heaven Refining Furnace, and Qingtian Divine Monument, he can also exert greater power. In terms of overall strength, his improvement is not just a star or a little bit.

Wandering in this vast world in the palm of his hand, Luo Xiu also encountered more than a dozen battles in succession. Under normal circumstances, he would not kill him. As long as the opponent retreated when faced with difficulties, he would leave room for him.

Of course, there are also some people who are ignorant. There is nothing good to say to such people. There is only one word, kill!

Ever since he embarked on the path of martial arts training, he has always been a decisive person. He has his own weighing in his heart about who should be killed and who should not be killed.

Divine consciousness spreads. With the blessing of the power of the Holy Soul, ordinary eighth-level gods and demons can cover a radius of more than 200,000 miles at most, but his divine consciousness can cover millions of miles, and every movement can be detected. Insightful.

Suddenly, Luo Xiu's consciousness sensed a familiar aura, and his heart immediately moved. It instantly turned into a stream of light, broke through the air with a cry, and flew away into the distance.

With Luo Xiu's speed, it didn't take long to reach an area close to a million miles away. His figure merged with the void and landed on the top of a mountain. Unless someone carefully probed with spiritual consciousness, it would be difficult to find him. trace.

Looking around, he saw a familiar figure, with a black divine tower above his head, and the aura of the demon was surging, blocking the magical powers.

This is a chaotic battlefield, with magic weapons and magical powers flying all over the sky. There are at least hundreds of people fighting in melee. Large areas of space are shattered, and countless mountains are falling.

Each of the strong men who came to compete for the spot in the Desolate Tower carried at least one ninth-level artifact. The ninth-level artifacts swept across the void densely, exuding a heart-stopping vast divine power. The land of thousands of miles around was covered. The flying ashes were annihilated, and all tangible qualities were reduced to nothing.

Luo Xiu just glanced at it casually and saw that several people died unexpectedly. It was obvious that someone was fighting here at the beginning. Later, other people passing nearby also heard the news and gradually turned into a melee.

Even Luo Xiu was not willing to easily join in such a melee. Although he was very confident in his defense, if he was bombarded by hundreds of ninth-level artifacts, no one would be able to survive.

At the same time, Luo Xiu also saw Huang Wuji and Yun Yitian. The two of them joined forces with Hu Qingqing to activate the Heavenly Demon God Tower. They were being besieged by Huang Fangtian and five people. The situation was very bad.

Luo Xiu immediately flew towards the battlefield without any hesitation.

"Haha, Luo, you came just in time, I will take care of you together today!" Huang Fangtian said indifferently when he saw Luo Xiu flying over.

"It is said that you are the reincarnation of the Supreme Being, so let me see what you are capable of!" Huang Fangtian asked the other five people to surround Hu Qingqing and the other three, while his own aura surged and he headed towards Luo Xiu.

"Go away! Wanfa Seal!"

Luo Xiu smashed the void with a bang, formed seals with his palms, and evolved magical powers from all the heavens. With his current state, the ten thousand dharma seals even contained the power of Qingtian, the power of Xingtian, the power of Haotian, and the power of reincarnation. Dao Yun made his magical power terrifyingly powerful.

"What kind of magical power is this?"

Huang Fangtian showed a shocked look. The most precious treasure in the Huang Realm is called Huang Ting Eight Hundred Scriptures, which contains eight hundred magical powers. And Luo Xiu's seal contains more than eight hundred magical charms, and there are probably thousands of them!

"Buzz!"

A pavilion appeared above Huang Fangtian's head, with streaks of black and yellow energy falling all over his body. The pavilion was radiant, as if there were countless gods and demons chanting sutras in it, and it was endlessly magical.

This pavilion is Huang Ting, which contains eight hundred sacred scriptures, each of which is extremely powerful and can be regarded as the top magical power.

As a genius of the Huang clan, Huang Fangtian practiced one of Huang Ting's eight hundred divine arts.

With a bang, the two magical powers collided, and thousands of miles of void were annihilated.

"Crack!"

The Huangting above Huang Fangtian's head shattered into several cracks and fell back dozens of miles in the air.

"Come again!"

Luo Xiu stepped forward and made a seal with his palms. The power of the second Ten Thousand Dharma Seal was a little stronger than the previous one.

"boom!"

"boom!"

"..."

Luo Xiu blasted out three Ten Thousand Dharma Seals in succession, each seal being stronger than the previous one. The Huang Ting above Huang Fangtian's head exploded with a bang, and his face turned pale.

Only then did he realize that he had been forced back nearly ten thousand miles by Luo Xiu's three magical powers!

"As expected of the reincarnation of the supreme power!"

Huang Fangtian narrowed his eyes slightly and said coldly: "There are only one thousand places in the Huangta. If you and I fight to the death, and if someone else secretly kills you, the gain will outweigh the loss. You and I will fight another day!"

Before he could finish his words, Huang Fangtian's body surged with black and yellow energy, transforming into a yellow court again, instantly turning into escaping light and disappearing into the sky.

As soon as Huang Fangtian left, the five people with him also left one after another. Hu Qingqing, Huang Wuji, and Yun Yitian breathed a sigh of relief and their pressure was greatly reduced.