Chapter 536 The Incarnation of God

After the third Heavenly Punishment Thunder Tribulation, Luo Xiu's physical body and spiritual consciousness have been tempered and have reached the peak level of gods and demons.

This time, he used the skills of life and death to seize the essence of the life brand that devoured a powerful god king. Under the refining of such majestic essence, the realm of his ancestral god blood refining technique also began to continuously improve.

If the first level of the Ancestral God Blood Refining Technique is practiced, the physical combat body can be upgraded to the realm of gods and demons, and if the first level is practiced to the level of Great Perfection, the physical combat body can reach the peak realm of gods and demons.

His original physical body was the peak fighting body of gods and demons. Now he has cultivated the Ancestral God Blood Refining Technique to the first level of perfection. His physical body is still at the peak of gods and demons, but his physical body is no less powerful than the fighting body of gods!

The realm remains unchanged and the combat body is stronger, which means that Luo Xiu's physical body will have more room for growth in the future and has unlimited potential!

Outside the Abyss of Death, after searching for more than half a year, but still unable to find Luo Xiu, the nine gods of the Nine Demon Valley chose to leave.

Everyone knows the horror of the abyss of death, but Luo Xiu has gone deep into it with Emperor Martial cultivation. More than half a year has passed, and no one thinks he is still alive.

The Demon Prison God also took people away. As one of the four holy places of the human race's demonic path, it lost two gods because of a junior Martial Emperor. This had a great impact on the foundation of the Demon Prison Mountain.

You must know that the standard for measuring whether a party is strong or not is based on the number of top experts.

The four major holy places of the human race and the three major super tribes of the demon race. Each major force has a small number of gods. Losing two of them at once is equivalent to losing nearly 200,000 years of heritage!

This means that the strength of Demon Prison Mountain has suddenly regressed back to 200,000 years ago!

Originally, the Holy Land of Demon Prison Mountain could be ranked second or third among the four holy places, but now it can only be ranked at the bottom.

A figure appeared quietly near the abyss of death. He was wearing a black robe. His figure did not pause at all, and entered the abyss of death like a fleeting shadow.

If someone saw this scene, they would be extremely shocked, because the Abyss of Death is a vicious place of death. Even a God-level expert would have to think twice before entering to explore, but this person rushed in without hesitation. What kind of courage and strength does this require?

This man in black robe is none other than the incarnation of a god that Situ Zhengjian spent five hundred years cultivating!

With the same cultivation as a god, he entered the abyss of death as if he had returned to his own home. His speed was as fast as lightning, and he soon reached a depth of tens of thousands of miles!

"It came very quickly..."

At the bottom of the abyss, Luo Xiu slowly opened his eyes, and two rays of light shot out from his eyes, like swords piercing out, knocking back the origin of the surrounding law of death.

He can integrate with the law energy in the abyss of death, and has a clear understanding of the situation in the entire abyss. Naturally, he can sense that someone is approaching here at an extremely fast speed.

You can guess with your toes that the person coming must be Situ Zhengjian. Due to the rules of the plane, the God King cannot go down to the lower realm, but he can use his incarnation or suppress his own cultivation in the realm of gods to reach the lower realm. Purpose.

"Little beast, you are dead!" In the heart of the world, the Demon King cursed resentfully.

The demon king's voice was a little weak. The essence in his life mark had been refined by Luo Xiu to 70% to 80%. It was hard for him to imagine how a boy with only the cultivation level of Emperor Wu could withstand it. Such majestic power of essence?

"There must be a big secret in this little bastard, and he has devoured so much of my life essence. By refining and eating him, I can make up for my lost essence!"

At this moment, the large-scale law of death energy rioted, and the endless black flames condensed and turned into a whirlpool.

In the center of the whirlpool, Situ Zhengjian, dressed in black robes, stepped forward with a gloomy expression and murderous intent.

"You are not a creature from the Heavenly Demon Realm, but a creature from the Xuantian Realm!"

Situ Zhengjian's eyes were full of murderous intent, "I don't care if you are a remnant of the Tianxiang Clan. If I catch you and search for your soul, I will know everything!"

A powerful and vast aura surged around him. With a wave of his hand, a sword light condensed with the energy of the Law of Death struck towards Luo Xiu.

For Situ Zhengjian, even if the cultivation level of this incarnation is only the third level of the gods, it is completely easy to kill a mere Martial Emperor.

No matter how talented a Martial Emperor is, his strength is at most comparable to that of gods and demons, which is great, and it is impossible to rival the gods.

"Situ Zhengjian, I have been waiting for you for a long time!"

Luo Xiu was unafraid, exuding overwhelming fighting spirit and murderous intent, and his aura was rising steadily.

After all, his cultivation was only at the seventh level of the Martial Emperor. Although his aura was almost comparable to that of the late gods and demons, he was still not worth mentioning in front of Situ Zhengjian.

"It seems that you are indeed a remnant of the Tianyao Sect, a mere sect from the lower realms. I have destroyed countless people. How dare you, a Martial Emperor, come to seek revenge from me? This is simply ridiculous!"

Although Situ Zhengjian was very contemptuous and disdainful towards Luo Xiu in his words, he didn't leave any room for him once he made a move.

People like Situ Zhengjian who have lived for endless years understand the principle of using all their strength to fight a lion against a rabbit.

"boom!

Facing the blow from the powerful God, Luo Xiu punched out. It seemed like an ordinary and simple attack, but it contained an artistic conception of great simplicity.

Fist and sword fighting skills!

At this moment, his fist was like a sword, sharp and sharp, cutting through the void!

Zhutian Wuxiang evolved through the fist and sword combat skills. As Luo Xiu continued to perfect this magical power and reproduced the fist and sword combat skills, its power increased countless times.

The former boxing and sword fighting skills were evaluated by Sha Ziyan as the prototype of magical powers, but the current boxing and sword fighting skills are no longer a prototype, but can rival real magical powers!

Generally, only gods can create magical powers, but Luo Xiu, with his cultivation as Emperor Wu, has already perfected his magical powers to a level comparable to real magical powers!

This means that Luo Xiu's cultivation level is far from that of the gods, but his understanding of the martial arts realm is comparable to that of the top gods!

The black light was shattered by his punch. His body was so powerful that it compressed the surrounding void and distorted it.

"Is your body so strong?"

Situ Zhengjian's expression was stern. The opponent was clearly only at the seventh level of the Martial Emperor, but his physical body could actually rival the battle body of a god?

Even in the world of Tianzhu, there is no genius who can achieve this level. How can it be possible to achieve this with the inheritance and resources of the world below that are not worth mentioning?

"Hmph, no matter how strong your body is, what can you do? I can completely suppress you by relying on the difference in cultivation." Situ Zhengjian was boiling with murderous intent.

Luo Xiu sneered disdainfully, "Just because a mere third-level incarnation of a god is not qualified to kill me, you, a mighty god king, don't even have the guts to let your body go down to the lower realm."

"How can you kill a pig with a knife? Even if you are a junior Martial Emperor, you should not be so arrogant even if you have some skills. This incarnation of a god can easily suppress you, then steal your soul and make you die in pain!"

Situ Zhengjian shouted angrily, with his fingers together like swords, and with one finger pointing, the energy of the Law of Death gathered into a black light, carrying the power of annihilation that destroyed all things, and flew towards Luo Xiu's Dantian.

Although Situ Zhengjian is just an incarnation of a god at this moment, his control over the energy of the law belongs to a god-king level powerhouse!

This finger contains the mood of annihilation that destroys all things, and even a God-level powerhouse may not be able to resist it.

Luo Xiu's expression became extremely solemn. The Situ Zhengjian in front of him was only an incarnation, but it was his most powerful opponent so far. He was a third-level incarnation of a god, but his strength was stronger than that of an ordinary god. He represented a mid-level figure. Face the strength of the world's top experts!

"One shot of silence!"

Luo Xiu stepped forward with his spear and stabbed it out, sublimating the law of death that he had understood and mastered.

The bright and dazzling spear light was like a shooting star, emitting a shuddering aura of destruction and annihilation.

"boom!"

Luo Xiu's spear light collided with Situ Zhengjian's sword finger, and a violent explosion occurred in an instant. The energy aftermath roared and swept away, forcing away the surrounding rich law energy, forming a vacuum zone.

Luo Xiuzhi felt a boundless and terrifying force rushing towards him. The law energy contained in the opponent's sword finger easily crushed his law energy. The gun light condensed with one shot collapsed suddenly!

The terrible black light collapsed the gun light, but it was still very fast without any loss. It was about to pierce Luo Xiu's Dantian in the next moment.

"So strong!"

A look of shock flashed across Luo Xiu's face. With just one shot, he had brought the law of death he had mastered to its extreme, but it was not worth mentioning in front of Situ Zhengjian, and he was easily crushed.

This is not only a gap in cultivation, but also a gap in the realm of laws!

Situ Zhengjian is the God-King who practices the Law of Death. His height in the realm of the Law has reached an incredible level, but Luo Xiu has not even been recognized and mastered the origin of the Law of Death, so there is no comparison at all.

"Bang!"

The Divine Wings of the Innocent Blue Dragon unfolded behind him, and with a resounding dragon roar, Luo Xiu's figure disappeared in an instant and appeared more than ten miles away.

Chi!

The black light shot out from the sword finger penetrated the space and shot into the unknown void. This made Luo Xiu tremble with fear. If he was hit by the black light just now, even if his physical body could be comparable to the battle body of the gods, he would definitely be hit. Severe injuries or even death!

"The treasure of the gods that contains the law of speed?"

Situ Zhengjian narrowed his eyes slightly, "I even admire you a little. You are only a Martial Emperor, and your level of law is not high, but the shot just now has the attack power of a mid-level god with your powerful body."

"It's a pity that you want to be my enemy, so you are destined to die in my hands today."

Situ Zhengjian's figure was flickering and erratic, and his consciousness could not lock on to it, but he was pressing towards Luo Xiu at extremely fast speeds.

"Hell of wronged souls!"

He used a magical power, and endless dead souls rushed out, ferocious and terrifying, overwhelming the sky and the earth, tens of thousands of them.

In Situ Zhengjian's view, the only thing that stood out about the junior Martial Emperor in front of him was his physical combat body that was as powerful as a god.

However, in a battle between martial arts masters, physical strength alone is useless. The opponent can completely suppress you with a cultivation level far beyond yours, leaving your physical strength useless.

"Xuantian Dao Sect!"

Luo Xiu's eyebrows cracked, and the Dao Gate flew out from between his eyebrows. The ancient stone door opened, a dragon roar came out, and the spirit of death stretched out its huge head.

It thought it had escaped the suppression of Xuantian Dao Sect, but suddenly it saw tens of thousands of dead souls rushing towards it, overwhelming the sky.

The hell of wronged souls is the magical power that Situ Zhengjian has cultivated. With the realm of the law of death that he has mastered, even a God-level strongman may not be able to resist this magical power, and his whole body and essence will be swallowed up by endless wronged souls. It's clean.

But the spirit of death is different. He itself was born from the law of death, and the soul of death is the best tonic for it!

"Roar!"

It opened its mouth in excitement, as if swallowing the heaven and earth, swallowing tens of thousands of innocent souls into its belly at once, and belched with satisfaction.