Martial Dao Great Emperor

Chapter 536: Avatar

Chapter 536: Avatar

After the third Thunder Tribulation, Luo Xiu's physical body and divine consciousness had been tempered, and he had reached the level of the peak realm of gods and demons.

This time, the power of life and death of the heavens was used to capture the life brand essence that swallowed a god-king powerhouse. Under such a majestic refinement, the realm of his ancestral god's blood refining tactics began to continuously improve.

If the first level of the blood refining technique of the ancestors is completed, the physical body can be elevated to the realm of gods and demons, and if the first level of cultivation reaches the level of Dzogchen, the physical body can reach the peak realm of gods and demons.

His original physical body was the peak battle body of the gods and demons, and now the ancestor god's blood refining technique has been cultivated to the first major completion, and the realm of the physical body is still at the peak of the gods and demons, but his physical body is not inferior to the gods battle body!

The realm remains the same, and the battle body is stronger, which means that Luo Xiu's physical body has more room for growth in the future, and its potential is endless!

Outside the abyss of death, after more than half a year of searching, Luo Xiu was never found, the nine gods of the Nine Demon Valley chose to leave.

The horror of the abyss of death is well known to the world, but Luo Xiu went deep into it with Emperor Wu's cultivation. After more than half a year passed, no one thought he could still live.

The Demon Prison God also took people away. As one of the four holy places of the Human Race Demon Dao, two gods were lost because of a Wudi junior. This had a considerable impact on the foundation of the Demon Prison Mountain.

You know, the standard for measuring whether a party is strong or not is based on the number of top powerhouses.

The four sacred places of the Human Race Demon Dao and the three super clans of the Demon Race, each of the big powers has a small number of gods, and the loss of two at once is equivalent to the loss of nearly 200,000 years of heritage!

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

Originally, the Demon Mountain Holy Land could rank second or third among the four sacred places, but now it can only be the bottom.

A figure appeared silently near the Abyss of Death. Wearing a black robe, the figure didn't stop at the slightest, and entered the Abyss of Death like a glimpse of light.

If this scene is seen by people, it will be extremely shocking, because the abyss of death is a vicious place of death, even if the god-level powerhouse enters the exploration, he must think twice, and this person rushed in without hesitation. What kind of courage and strength does this require?

This black-robed man is no one else, just the incarnation of a deity that Situ Zhengjian has consumed five hundred years of cultivation base!

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

"Come here very quickly..."

At the bottom of the abyss, Luo Xiu slowly opened his eyes, two divine lights shot out from his eyes, like a divine sword piercing out, shaking back the origin of the law of death around him.

He can be integrated with the law of energy in the abyss of death. He is insightful into the situation in the abyss, and he naturally senses that someone is pushing toward it at an extremely fast speed.

It can also be imagined with toes that the person who comes is bound to be Situ Zhengjian. Subject to the rules of the plane, the **** king cannot go to the lower realm, but he can use the incarnation or suppress his self-cultivation to the realm of the gods to reach the lower realm. purpose.

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

The Demon Kings voice is a bit weak. The essence of his life imprint has been fully refined by Luo Xiu by 70% to 80%. It is hard for him to imagine a kid with only Wudi Xiuzhi, how could his body bear it. Such a majestic essence power?

"This little **** must have a big secret in his body, and he has swallowed so many life essences in this seat, refining and eating him, can make up for the lost essence of this seat!"

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

In the center of the whirlpool, Situ Zhengjian in a black robe stepped forward with a gloomy expression and killing intent.

"You are not a creature from the Heavenly Devil Realm, but a creature from the Profound Heaven Realm!"

Situ Zhengjian's eyes were full of murderous intent, "I don't care if you are the remnant of Tianjiamen or not, if you catch you and search for your soul, everything will be known!"

A powerful and vast aura surged all over his body, and with a wave of his hand, a blade of law of death energy condensed towards Luo Xiu.

For Situ Zhengjian, even if the cultivation base of this incarnation is only in the triple realm of the Heavenly God, it is completely easy to kill a mere Wudi.

No matter how genius the emperor is, his strength is as great as the gods and demons at best, and he can't match the gods.

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

Luo Xiu was awe-inspiring and fearless, his body exuded a terrible fighting spirit and murderous intent, and his momentum rose steadily.

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

"It seems that you are indeed the remnant of the Tianjiamen, a sect of the lower realm, and this seat has been destroyed countless times. You are a Martial Emperor, dare to come to this seat for revenge? It's a laugh!"

Although Situ Zhengjian was very disdainful of Luo Xiu in his words, he did not leave the slightest leeway when he shot.

The lion fights the rabbit with all its strength. People like Situ Zhengjian who have lived for endless years are naturally very clear.

"boom!

Facing a blow from the strong **** of heaven, Luo Xiu punched in shock, seemingly ordinary and simple attack, but it contained a kind of artistic conception of great simplicity.

Fist sword combat skills!

At this moment, his fist is like a sword, showing its sharp edge, cutting out the void!

The heavens have evolved through fist and sword combat skills. With Luo Xiu's continuous improvement of this magical power, the power of fist and sword combat skills has increased countless times.

The former boxing and sword fighting skills were evaluated by Yan Ziyan as the prototype of supernatural powers, but at the moment the boxing and sword fighting skills are no longer in prototype, but can be comparable to real supernatural powers!

Generally, only the gods can create supernatural powers, but Luo Xiu has achieved the perfection of supernatural powers, comparable to the level of real supernatural powers!

This means that Luo Xiu's cultivation is far from the Celestial God, but his perception of the martial art realm is comparable to the top Celestial God!

The black Daoguang was smashed by his punch, and his physical body was tyrannical, twisting and deforming the surrounding void.

"The body is so strong?"

Situ Zhengjian's expression was stunned, and the opponent was clearly only the seventh level of Emperor Wu's cultivation base, so his physical body could actually be comparable to the Celestial God War Body?

Even in the big world of Tianzhi, there is no genius that can achieve this level. How can it be possible for the inheritance and resources that are not worth mentioning in the lower bounds?

"Huh, how can the physical body be stronger? This seat can completely suppress you with the difference in cultivation base." Situ Zhengjian's killing intent was boiling.

Luo Xiu sneered with disdain, "Just because a trivial incarnation of the heavenly gods is not qualified to kill me, you are a powerful **** king, you don't even have the courage to let the lower realm of your body."

"How can you kill the pig with a sledge-knife? The little Wudi junior, even if you have some skills, you shouldn't be so arrogant. The incarnation of this **** is enough to easily suppress you, and then draw your soul to death, causing you to die in pain!"

Situ Zhengjian shouted angrily, and his fingers were close together like a sword. With one pointing, the law of death energy gathered into a black light, and with the power of decimation to destroy all things, it flew towards Luo Xiu's Dantian.

Although the Situ Zhengjian at this moment is only the incarnation of a god, its control of the law energy belongs to the king of gods!

This finger contains the mood of destruction that destroys everything, and even the power of the gods may not be able to resist it.

Luo Xiu's expression became extremely dignified. The Situ Zhengjian in front of him was only an incarnation, but he was his most powerful opponent so far. A triple incarnation of the gods, whose strength was stronger than ordinary gods, representing the middle rank. Face the strength of the world's top powerhouses!

"One shot killed!"

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

The dazzling spear light resembled a shooting star, giving off a shuddering breath of destruction.

"boom!"

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

Luo Xiuzhi felt a boundless and terrifying force rushing forward. The law energy contained in the opponent's sword fingers easily crushed his law energy at the level, and a shot of annihilated the condensed spear light and collapsed!

The terrible black light collapsed the spear light, still fast, without any loss, and Luo Xiu's dantian will be penetrated in the next moment.

"So strong!"

Astonishment flashed across Luo Xiu's face. With the shot just now, he had already exerted the law of death he had understood and mastered to the extreme, but in front of Situ Zhengjian, it was not worth mentioning, and he was easily crushed.

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

Situ Zhengjian is a divine king who practices the law of death, and his level of law has reached an incredible level, but Luo Xiu has not yet recognized the origin of the law of death and is completely incomparable.

"Boom!"

The unsullied blue dragon divine wings spread out behind him, and with a resounding dragon chant, Luo Xiu's figure disappeared instantly and appeared more than ten miles away.

Huh!

The black light shot by the sword finger penetrated the space and shot into the unknown void. This made Luo Xiu's heart tremble. If he was hit by the black light just now, even if his physical body could rival the Celestial body, he would definitely be hit. Hit hard and even die!

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

Situ Zhengjian's eyes narrowed slightly, "This seat even admires you a little. The martial emperor's cultivation is only a small amount, and the realm of laws is not high, but with the tyrannical body of the shot just now, it has already possessed the mid-stage attack power of the god."

"It's a pity that you are going to be an enemy of this seat, and you are destined to die in the hands of this seat today."

Situ Zhengjian's figure flickered and was erratic, and his divine consciousness could not be locked, but he forced it towards Luo Xiu extremely quickly.

"Hell of wronged souls!"

He displayed a magical power, endless death souls rushed out, hideous and terrifying, overwhelming tens of thousands.

In the eyes of Situ Zhengjian, the only thing that stood out for this Wudi junior was his tyrannical battle body comparable to the gods.

However, in the battle of martial arts powerhouses, the physical tyranny alone is useless, and the opponent can completely suppress you with the cultivation base far beyond yours, making your physical strength useless.

"Xuantian Dao Sect!"

Luo Xiu's eyebrows split, the door flew out from the center of the eyebrows, and the quaint stone door opened, a roar of dragon came out, and the spirit of death protruded its huge head.

It thought it had escaped the suppression of the Xuantian Taoist Sect, but suddenly saw tens of thousands of death grievances rushing over the world.

The **** of the wrong soul is the magical power of Situ Zhengjian's cultivation. With the realm of the law of death that he masters, even the power of the gods may be unable to resist this magical power, and both the cultivation base and the essence will be swallowed by the endless wrong soul. The cleanliness.

But the spirit of death is different. It is born from the law of death, and the soul of death is a good tonic for it!

"Roar!"

It opened its mouth in excitement, as if swallowing the sky, swallowing tens of thousands of grievances into its abdomen at once, and burped with satisfaction.