Chapter 1339: Different Concepts

"The Immortal Slashing Sword, it's actually the Immortal Slashing Sword!..."

The black shadow old man's voice was still so hoarse and harsh. Perhaps because of extreme fear and terror, his black shadow-like soul body was trembling constantly, as if it would dissipate at any time.

"It seems that you have some knowledge. Since you can recognize the sword in my hand, I think you should know what to do without me saying it, right?" Luo Xiu sneered.

"Yes, yes, yes, since you are the successor of the Immortal Slashing Sword, I am just a little immortal, you old man, just treat me as a fart..."

The black shadow old man nodded repeatedly with horror on his face, and almost knelt down to Luo Xiu.

Although the Immortal Slashing Blood Sword was in Luo Xiu's hand, in fact, the black shadow old man's understanding of the Immortal Slashing Blood Sword was better than Luo Xiu.

The Immortal Slashing Blood Sword can be said to have an innate restraint on soul cultivators like him, especially the killing intent carried by the Immortal Slashing Blood Sword. If he was slashed by a knife, his soul body would definitely be swallowed by the Immortal Slashing Blood Sword in an instant.

Luo Xiu didn't know this, but the old man in black didn't know that Luo Xiu didn't understand, so he was so frightened and scared.

Luo Xiu ignored the old man in black. He knew very well that he was just pretending now, and he didn't dare to take any further action. If he accidentally revealed his flaws, he was not sure that he could beat this soul cultivator. The big hand that the other party had just condensed with soul power made him very afraid.

His eyes fell on the godheads and human-shaped holy souls surrounding the black tower, and frowned: "What are you going to do by hooking out the godheads and holy souls of so many people?"

"Because I was injured too badly, I need to devour some pure soul energy to restore my origin, but I definitely don't have the idea of ​​devouring you. Even if I have ten thousand courage, I dare not do it." The old man in black smiled cautiously.

After hearing this, Luo Xiu knew that the black shadow in front of him was not the real body of this soul cultivator, and the black tower suspended in the air was his real body!

The Supreme Immortal Spirit Taboo is the supreme soul refining technique. Luo Xiu certainly knows that many powerful soul cultivators will fuse their soul essence with natural materials and treasures to forge their own soul tools.

For soul cultivators, a fragile body is just a burden. They can travel freely between heaven and earth without a body. The body refined by the soul tool is much stronger than the body.

Seeing Luo Xiu's eyes fall on the black tower, the old man in black shuddered. If this little ancestor gave him a knife, it would definitely cost him his life.

If Luo Xiu knew that the Immortal Blood Sword was so powerful, he would have taken action long ago. It was because of the mutual fear between the two sides that Luo Xiu had no intention of taking action.

There were more than a hundred divine bodies and human-shaped holy souls surrounding the black tower. Luo Xiu didn't pay attention at first. When he looked carefully, he instantly sensed a familiar breath from one of the divine bodies.

"Yurong!"

Luo Xiu raised his hand and grabbed it, and a divine body fell into his hand. In the crystal-clear divine body, a beautiful face was reflected.

Then Luo Xiu's divine sense spread out, and then he found Qi Yurong's body among the people lying in the hall.

"You are so bold that you dare to touch my people?" Luo Xiu shouted coldly, and when he looked at the old man in black shadow, his eyes showed a fierce murderous intent.

It's over!

The old man in black shadow was so scared that he was not trembling, but collapsed directly. This time it was the black little tower that was trembling. After all, this little tower was his body, his life soul weapon.

"My lord, spare my life, my lord, spare my life, I really didn't know that this girl was yours..."

The face of an old man appeared on the black little tower, and he was so anxious that he almost cried.

"Stop talking nonsense to me, tell me how to let her divine body return to her body." Luo Xiu said coldly.

"Her godhead was drawn out by me with the soul-stealing wind. As long as her godhead touches her body, it will return to its place and she will be restored to her original state." The face on the black tower said tremblingly.

Luo Xiu's figure flashed and he came directly to Qi Yurong's side, and then placed the godhead on her forehead.

Buzz!

A ray of light flashed, and then Qi Yurong's godhead entered her forehead, and then Luo Xiu saw her eyelashes trembling.

"Young Master!"

The moment Qi Yurong opened her eyes, she hugged Luo Xiu. When her godhead was drawn away by the soul-stealing wind, she thought she would never see him again in this life.

Although she had prepared herself to die when she risked her life to return to the wilderness, she still hoped that she could see Luo Xiu before she died. Even if she could say a word to him and then die immediately, she would have no regrets.

She would never forget what Feixue said before she died. She was afraid that one day she would be like Feixue, and even if she died, she would not have the chance to say "I love you" to the person she loved.

"Okay, I'm here, everything will be fine." Luo Xiu patted Qi Yurong's back and comforted her softly.

Qi Yurong was fine, but the soul cultivator of the black tower was almost scared to death. He saw the close relationship between Luo Xiu and Qi Yurong, and thought to himself what sin he had committed. He just grabbed a woman and turned out to be the lover of this little ancestor?

Qi Yurong choked a few times and said, "Sister Feixue is dead, and Sister Zi Yan and Xiao Jiang Ming are in one of my magic weapon spaces."

In fact, without Qi Yurong telling him, Luo Xiu's consciousness could sense the aura of Cai Ziyan and Xiao Jiangming on a jade pendant she was wearing.

If he could sense it, then the soul cultivators with stronger consciousness could also sense it. It was just because the cultivation of Cai Ziyan and Xiao Jiangming was too low that he did not draw out their godhood.

Hearing the news of Feixue's death, Luo Xiu couldn't help but sigh in his heart. If she hadn't died, Luo Xiu planned to train her to become a Taoist master.

After calming down, Luo Xiu's murderous eyes fell on the black tower again, "You dare to touch even my people, what kind of explanation are you going to give me?"

After hearing Luo Xiu's words, the soul cultivator of the black tower knew that today's matter should not be passed so easily. The Immortal Sword in the hands of the little ancestor in front of him was definitely a death warrant. If he was not careful in serving, his life would have to be explained here.

Thinking of this, the black tower flashed with light, and two pure white diamond-like, fist-sized crystals floated in front of Luo Xiu.

"This is..."

Although Luo Xiu had never seen these two crystals, he was not unfamiliar with the rich fairy spirit emitted by these two crystals, because the fairy essence in the cushion he got from the Wentian Palace was the power condensed from the fairy spirit.

Since it was such a precious place, Luo Xiu certainly would not be polite. He raised his hand and put away the two crystal stones, but his face showed anger, and he shouted: "With just these few things, do you think I am a beggar? Believe it or not, I will chop you with a knife?"

The soul cultivator in the black tower was frightened and explained quickly: "My lord, calm down, my lord, calm down, I was just a small follower in the ancient battle, and even my life soul weapon was damaged. I had to devour the godhead and the holy soul to recover. Even if you kill me, I really have no other treasures to offer you."

Looking at the look of this soul cultivator, Luo Xiu knew that this guy didn't dare to lie. In fact, he didn't dare to push too hard. After all, even if he had the Blood Sword of Immortal Slashing, his strength was definitely not as good as this soul cultivator. He still thought that the reason why this soul cultivator was so afraid of him was because the owner of the Blood Sword of Immortal Slashing regarded him as the successor of the Blood Sword of Immortal Slashing.

One's background can certainly scare people, but if this soul cultivator is really pushed into a corner, the situation will be bad.

Thinking of this, Luo Xiu snorted, "I don't think you dare to lie to me."

"How dare I lie to you? If you don't have anything else to do, I'll take my leave now?"

As soon as he saw the Immortal Blood Sword in Luo Xiu's hand, the soul cultivator of the black tower was frightened. If he was not afraid of making this little ancestor unhappy, he would have run away long ago, and would not have cared about devouring these godheads and holy souls?

Luo Xiu did not speak, and the soul cultivator of the black tower took it as his tacit consent. The black tower turned into a black light and disappeared in an instant.

As the black tower disappeared, the surrounding black palaces also dissipated, and the godheads and holy souls were summoned by their respective bodies and flew back, and the souls returned to their positions.

The masters of the divine nature are all the Nine Emperors and Supremes whose cultivation is below the Dao Lord. As for those who can condense the Holy Soul, the worst is the Dao Lord realm, and one of them is even in the late Dao Lord realm.

"Thank you, Lord Shura, for saving my life."

The first one to wake up was the late Dao Lord. He was a middle-aged man with gray hair. Luo Xiu had met him once at the Taoist meeting in Xuanhuang Holy Mountain. He was not under the command of any Dao Lord and was considered a casual cultivator.

"Daoyou are too polite. I have something else to do. See you later." Luo Xiu nodded, and then he sacrificed the Immortal Dao Plate and disappeared with Qi Yurong.

As soon as Luo Xiu left, the others woke up one after another. Although their divine natures were all taken away from their sea of ​​consciousness by the Soul-stealing Wind, they all saw clearly what happened in the black palace just now, so they all knew that it was the Lord Shura of the Wilderness who saved them.

"Is that knife called the Immortal Slashing Knife? I only heard that Lord Shura got the peerless vicious knife of the Nine Stars of the Earth Realm. It seems that this knife has a great origin!"

"That's right. It's called the Immortal Slashing Knife. Does it mean that it's a vicious knife that can kill immortals? Otherwise, how could it scare the man who took away our godhood and holy soul like a grandson?"

Everyone was talking about it. Greedy thoughts flashed in the eyes of several Taoist masters. They had been trapped for a while and didn't know what happened in the wilderness.

When Lietian woke up, Luo Xiu had just left, but he didn't expect that when Luo Xiu left, he didn't even pay attention to him.

Being able to cultivate to the realm of Taoist masters and be ranked among the twelve heavens of Taichu, Lietian is certainly not an idiot. Luo Xiu's behavior is obviously to draw a clear line with him. From now on, no one owes anyone anything.

The Taoist master Lietian couldn't tell what he felt in his heart. He still felt a little guilty towards Luo Xiu. After all, if Luo Xiu hadn't helped him find the Tianyi Holy Water, it would be a long time before he wanted to reshape his origin.

But after he agreed to serve Luo Xiu for 10,000 years, he really didn't help much, and instead did some things that were not authentic.

However, Lietian didn't think he did anything wrong. Repaying Luo Xiu's kindness to him was important, but his own life and death was of course more important than this kindness.

Perhaps, this is the reason why people with different philosophies cannot work together. Because their philosophies are completely different, Luo Xiu simply didn't bother to pay attention to him anymore. The Shura Holy Land doesn't need a Taoist master like him now.