Martial Dao Great Emperor

Chapter 1676: Son of the Past

Chapter 1676: Son of the Past

Yuanshi Shengzhu came forward and set the rules of the life and death duel, causing many people to frown.

However, in the face of the decision of the Holy Lord, none of the people present are qualified to oppose, and the saintess of Yuanshi has a firm attitude, no matter whether it is the strong old generation or the younger generation, there is no change in color.

Life and death duel means that there will be a risk of falling!

"Now that the rules have changed, you can choose to continue the fight or withdraw."

As he spoke, the Lord Yuanshi turned his gaze to Luo Xiu on the battle platform, revealing a hint of admiration, "You should kill Guojue when you are born as a boy, and you should be neat and tidy. In the previous game, you played well!"

In the words, Yuanshi Holy Master admired Luo Xiu's pseudonym Ziyu very much. This made the faces of the people of the Holy Spirit tribe even more ugly. After all, the person who was killed just now was a young and handsome of their Holy Spirit tribe.

It's nothing more than the death of a young disciple, and the key is to lose a supreme immortal artifact. This loss is much larger than the death of a young master.

However, the people on the side of the Holy Spirit race can only dare to be angry and dare not speak. After all, this is the home ground of the Yuanshi Race. Unless the Holy Master of the Holy Spirit race also comes, they are eligible to have an equal dialogue with them.

The great holy masters may not be as good as Zhixian, but they are definitely the most powerful minority under the Zhixian, far from being comparable to other immortal master-level elders.

One after another, they looked at Luo Xiu on the battlefield. Just as Yuanshi Holy Master said, the rules have been changed, so no one will say anything if he chooses to quit now.

Once you choose to continue, if you want to quit in the middle, it will not be so easy.

"Haha, life and death duel is just what I want."

Luo Xiu carried his hands behind his back, proudly as a cloud, overlooking all the descendants of the Holy Lands around the battle platform.

At the same time, he also felt that the Yuanshi Holy Master seemed to convey a trace of kindness to him.

This is a good thing for Luo Xiu. After all, as the contemporary Holy Lord, he still has the right to speak. This will allow him to do certain things in the future, and get a lot of convenience.

"Who else will come?"

As Luo Xiu's voice echoed in the air, many people's expressions were a bit ugly. After all, through the previous battle, everyone could feel that Ziyu's combat power was not so strong.

The descendant of the Holy Spirit clan holding the Immortal Weapon was almost a face to face, and he was bombarded and killed.

However, even if he knew that his combat power was strong, All Sacred Lands was still unwilling to give up. After all, if anyone could kill Ziyu, he could get everything in him.

"I come!"

A black-clothed man stepped onto the battle platform, his cultivation was impressively in the realm of a fairy.

"It's the previous son of the Holy Spirit Race!"

"The Holy Spirit race is too shameless, right? The Son of the previous generation is no longer the younger generation in a sense."

"In this battle, there is no stipulation that the younger generation must be allowed to play, right?" Someone from the Holy Spirit race retorted.

"Joke, Fairy Miaoling recruits her husband, why don't you Holy Spirit race let the ancestors of the highest immortal level go up too?"

There are many holy places in the ancient city, and there are many people who are not afraid of the Holy Spirit race, and are not afraid to offend them.

However, no matter what the people around him talked about, the saint son of the Holy Spirit race still stepped onto the battlefield.

"If you dare not fight with me, you can abstain." The black man said proudly.

Compared with today's younger generation, this holy son of the Holy Spirit race has cultivated for nearly 30,000 years, and his cultivation has reached the realm of immortal monarchs for tens of thousands of years.

It's just that his comprehension is unsatisfactory, and he has practiced for 30,000 years, and he is only in the middle stage of Xianjun.

"Hehe, why don't you dare?" Luo Xiu disapproved.

"well!"

The black-clothed man sneered, and saw a flash of golden light on his body, running the Promise Eucharist inherited by the Holy Spirit Race.

At the same time, bright light continuously appeared on his body, showing a suit of armor, pervading the wave of powerful Dao rules.

"The Most Immortal Battle Armor?"

Around the battle platform, many people were surprised. The previous disciple of the Holy Spirit race held the Supreme Immortal Sword. This time he sent a fairy monarch. He was already very shameless, but he was still wearing the Supreme Immortal Battle Armor?

You must know that the same is the ultimate fairy weapon, the defensive fairy weapon is more rare than the offensive fairy weapon.

In particular, fairy weapons like battle armor can not only provide a strong defense, but also provide powerful support for the owner of the battle armor and exert a stronger combat power.

For example, this black-clothed man is like this. His cultivation is in the middle stage of Xianjun, but after putting on the Supreme Xian's battle armor, his aura is already comparable to that of the later stage of Xianjun.

If you really fight against a strong man in the late stage of the fairy monarch, with the defense of the most immortal battle armor, the opponent can hardly break the defense, and will be able to stand invincible easily.

"You can remember my name, the previous son of the Holy Spirit race, Dongfang Qinghe!" said the black man coldly.

Wearing the Armor of the Supreme Immortal, the power of the rules of the avenue surged all over his body. He raised his hand and grabbed it, and another immortal sword appeared in his hand. It was another Immortal artifact.

"kill!"

With a loud shout, Dongfang Qinghe had already taken the initiative. With a wave of the fairy knife in his hand, it cut out a blazing and terrifying knife gang, tearing the sky of the ancient city, and the light was extremely bright.

Luo Xiu raised his hand and grabbed it. The Supreme Immortal Sword he had previously snatched appeared in his hand, vomiting an unparalleled sword light.

At the same time holding the Zhixian weapon, Luo Xiu rushed forward, and the Zhixian sword waved, the sword light rose in the wind, resembling a real dragon, shattered into the void, and collided fiercely with the opponent's sword.

Dao Gang collapsed in an instant, and Luo Xiu held the immortal sword in his hand, and his long hair flew, where the sword's edge was pointing, the void was broken, and the force was unstoppable.

"What is the origin of this Ziyu? It is so powerful?"

"It's nothing more than amazing insight, and unparalleled combat power. Except for the Holy Land or some ancient hidden inheritance, it is impossible to cultivate such a genius."

People exclaimed that at this moment, Dongfang Qinghe, the primordial son of the Holy Spirit tribe, burst into the Promise Holy Light, each of which was several feet thick, and thousands of them fell at the same time. , As if the heavenly palace collapsed, the scene was magnificent and shocking.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!..."

The holy light fell and blasted and killed them. Luo Xiu and even the fairy sword smashed it, but the figure was soon submerged, making it impossible for people outside the battle platform to see the situation inside.

"Holy child-level characters step into the realm of the fairy king, and they can overlook the fairy king level, not to mention holding two great immortal tools..."

Some people are worried. Of course, what they worry about is not Ziyus life or death, but worry that if Ziyu is killed by someone from the Holy Spirit tribe, then what he has will fall into the hands of the Holy Spirit tribe. .

"Boom!"

Suddenly, the sky and the earth shook, and Luo Xiu, who was submerged by the Infinite Light, spread out ripples. With him as the center, within a hundred meters, it was as if a domain was formed, and all laws would not invade.

Within this seemingly small one-hundred-meter area, chaos opens up, reincarnation hangs high, and good fortune derives. The three supreme rules are evolved simultaneously, so that the holy light bombarded from the sky will instantly be transformed into nothingness. It hurt Luo Xiu's body.