Chapter 5527 The power of pain

"Not good!"

Luo Xiu's face suddenly changed. He clearly felt that he was cut off from the dimension of the heavens and entered a different dimension.

"Buzz!"

Without waiting for Luo Xiu to react.

The void above his head shook, and a huge palm pressed down.

The palm lines of this palm were clearly visible, and each palm line seemed to contain the true meaning of the mysterious avenue.

At the same time, Luo Xiu also felt an unprecedented sense of oppression and crisis.

The existence beyond the nine-level has taken action!

In the past, there has never been a strong man beyond the nine-level who took action because the Supreme Lord left a backhand in the avenue of the heavens.

However, since the people on the Tianyuan side chose to take action, they naturally could not joke with the lives of such a strong man.

Since they dared to take action, it means that they are sure that they can avoid the second restriction left by the Supreme Lord.

The huge palm fell, the speed was not fast, but everything was annihilated and erased wherever it passed!

But the same.

Luo Xiu could also feel that the formation that sealed and isolated everything was shaking violently, and huge cracks appeared on the formation light curtain.

This means.

This formation restriction cannot achieve long-term isolation, and can only achieve isolation for a moment.

However, for the top powerhouses.

One strike is enough to kill!

Even if it is just a magical power condensed by the power of pure Dao, Luo Xiu also feels that his soul, body, and Dao are locked in place.

This locking power.

If it were any other cultivator in the end realm, Luo Xiu could ignore it.

But the same method was used by an existence beyond the nine Daos, but Luo Xiu felt that he could not move, could not dodge, and could only fight hard!

"Heavenly Sword Book!"

"True Martial God Cauldron!"

"Purple Gold Divine Sword!"

Luo Xiu's body, the power of the Dao burst out and boiled with all his strength.

As the huge palm fell.

The shadow of the evil god was suppressed and his size continued to shrink.

At this moment, under Luo Xiu's full-strength burst.

He merged with the phantom of the evil god, with the Tianwu Sword Book and the Zhenwu Divine Cauldron on his head, and the purple-gold sword in his hand.

Boom!

A terrible loud noise erupted.

The purple-gold sword pierced the huge palm, but it could not hurt it at all.

There was even a terrifying recoil force, which made Luo Xiu feel the bones of the sword-holding arm shattered in an instant.

The huge palm continued to press down, and it was about to press on the head of the evil god's phantom.

In an instant, the Tianwu Sword Book burst out countless great Dao divine lights.

However, even so, all the great Dao divine lights were crushed. It was not that the Tianwu Sword Book was too weak, but that it was limited by Luo Xiu's own ability and could not fully exert the great Dao power contained in the sword book.

The Tianwu Sword Book turned into a stream of light and sank into Luo Xiu's brow again, and the light became dim.

The voice of the weapon spirit also came, "I tried my best, and it depends on you next."

Luo Xiu had no time to make any response.

The Zhenwu Divine Cauldron was also hit and shrunk instantly, sinking into the body, and even many cracks appeared on the cauldron.

Zhenwu Divine Cauldron is Luo Xiu's life-long divine weapon. When the cauldron was injured, Luo Xiu's body would naturally suffer a backlash, and cracks appeared on his body, as if porcelain was about to break.

The next moment.

The huge palm continued to press.

The phantom of the evil god collapsed.

Finally.

Only Luo Xiu himself was left, and his Chaos Avenue and Zhenwu Avenue burst out together. The whole person was like a dazzling black and gold sun, colliding with the huge palm.

Boom!

The terrifying loud noise and the aftermath of the power of the avenue drowned everything and turned into a violent ocean of energy, raging and sweeping everything.

The huge palm ran out of energy and dissipated.

Luo Xiu did not die.

But there were more cracks on his body, densely packed.

It stands to reason that he could recover from this injury in an instant, but at this moment, there was a mysterious power lingering in the cracks, making his body unable to recover quickly.

Not only that.

There was also an extremely terrible pain covering his whole body. Even with a strong will, his face twitched a few times.

"Damn Painful Avenue!"

Luo Xiu knew that the reason for this was that the power of the Avenue contained in the opponent's huge palm contained a power similar to the Painful Avenue.