Chapter 3245: A Shot of Ferocity

"Boom!"

Holding the black spear, Luo Xiu activated the power of two incomplete original artifacts, and a vast and unpredictable aura spread out in an instant.

"What!"

The moment they felt this aura, the faces of the ten holy emperors changed instantly, because they could all feel that the holy emperor-level magic weapons they had sacrificed seemed to be trembling.

"Split the sky!"

Suddenly, Luo Xiu stabbed out with a spear.

This spear looked ordinary, but in an instant, it tore the sky apart, and the power of a spear penetrated tens of thousands of miles of the void.

And within the range of this spear, everything seemed to be fixed, and they could only watch this spear pierce through, but they could not dodge it at all.

Among the ten holy emperors.

Three of the holy emperors had a blood hole between their eyebrows.

Their eyes were wide open, and their expressions were filled with horror and unwillingness.

"Bang!"

The next moment, the bodies of the three holy emperors collapsed, but their Dao souls did not escape, and they disappeared under the power of that spear.

As for the holy emperor magic weapons sacrificed by the holy emperors, they were also severely damaged one by one. The spiritual wailing contained in the magic weapons, the brilliant divine light dimmed, and the power was greatly reduced.

"This..."

The whole world was dead silent.

No one expected such a thing to happen.

That shot was so terrifying that ten holy emperors joined forces to resist, but three of them were killed in an instant, and their bodies and souls were destroyed.

Fortunately, the ten holy emperors did not stand together.

Otherwise, if all of them were locked by the shot just now, I am afraid that all of them would be killed by Luo Xiu in one move.

"Kill three holy emperors with one shot?"

Among the ten holy emperors, the only woman was pale. The strength of each of the three killed was equal to her.

This means that if Luo Xiu wanted to kill her, she would definitely not be able to escape a death!

"He definitely does not have this kind of strength because of the black spear in his hand!" The holy emperor of the Three Gods Palace said with an ugly face.

"It seems that his spear was snatched from a junior in Jueqiang Valley." The remaining Saint Emperors all looked at the Saint Emperor of Jueqiang Valley at the same time.

The Saint Emperor of Jueqiang Valley was an old man. He explained with a very ugly face: "I don't know the origin of this black spear. How did the junior get it? No one in Jueqiang Valley knows. It should be a good fortune that the junior got from nowhere."

At the critical moment of life and death, the Saint Emperor of Jueqiang Valley would naturally not hide anything.

But the problem is that the senior officials of Jueqiang Valley really don't know the existence of the black spear.

It can be said that except for Gu Fengru himself, before he was killed by Luo Xiu, no one else knew that there was such an amazing weapon hidden in Gu Fengru's sea of ​​consciousness.

It's a pity that Gu Fengru died in Luo Xiu's hands before he grew up to the point of mastering this weapon.

The black spear was also subdued by Luo Xiu, refined in the sea of ​​consciousness, and became a murder weapon in his hand.

"That weapon is too terrible. It killed three Daoists with one move. With our strength, we can't take it down." The remaining seven Saint Emperors looked at each other and saw deep helplessness in each other's eyes.

The strongest weapons in their hands are the three top Saint Emperor magic weapons, the replica of the Qingshen Seal, the Void Destruction Sword, and the Ten Thousand Stars Map.

However, these three top Saint Emperor magic weapons were trembling under the breath of the black spear. How can they fight?

Saint Emperor Yuan Tian took a deep breath and looked at Luo Xiu, "Daoyou Luo, maybe we can sit down and talk to turn hostility into friendship. What do you think?"

At this moment, even as a Saint Emperor of Qingling Mountain, Yuan Tian could only choose to bow his head.

The faces of the other six Saint Emperors were also somewhat helpless and unwilling. What they represented behind them was the top inheritance in the Dao world, but now they can only bow their heads in front of a junior. What a shame it is?

But they had no other choice, because Luo Xiu's strength was too strong. With three of their companions dead, they no longer had the courage to continue.

"Haha, if you can beat me, kill me, if you can't beat me, ask for peace. Should all the good things in this world fall on you, and should you have the final say in all things?"

Luo Xiu sneered, "But... who do you think you are?"

"Bang!"

Before the words fell, Luo Xiu ruthlessly shot out with a gun.

"Not good!"

"Get out of the way!"

The seven Saint Emperors were shocked and turned into escape lights, trying to escape at a very fast speed.

"Chi!"

A gun mark once again penetrated the void of heaven and earth.

Because the seven Saint Emperors were not in the same area.

So Luo Xiu's gun could only lock one person.

"Puff!"

The Saint Emperor of Jiufeng Daotian was shot dead.

It can be said that Jiufeng Daotian suffered a great loss in this ancient land of creation. Two of the true disciples of Jiufeng Patriarch died.

Now a Saint Emperor has fallen again.

But all this is not over.

From the moment he made his move, Luo Xiu had no intention of showing mercy. The principle he believed in was that anyone who wanted to kill him would be killed without mercy!

Even if the remaining six Saint Emperors wanted to escape.

But the ancient land of good fortune was so big, where could they escape to?

Even if there were hundreds of thousands of miles of void between them.

As long as Luo Xiu's consciousness is locked on him, he can catch up, stab him from a long distance, and kill him on the spot.

Just after one stick of incense.

Of the ten holy emperors, only Yuan Tian himself died.

He is the Holy Emperor who came out of Qingling Mountain.

Among the ten holy emperors, he is also one of the highest-status people.

At the same time, he is also the first Holy Emperor to come here in the entire ancient land of creation.

The imitation of the Green God's Seal had been pierced by the spear in Luo Xiu's hand. Even though he had many other magical weapons in his hand, the moment he was locked by Luo Xiu, his face turned ashen in an instant, and he was shocked. To the extreme, my body was shaking.

Luo Xiu didn't draw his gun.

But just the locking of the aura prevented Yuan Tiansheng Emperor from daring to move rashly.

He looked back stiffly.

I saw Luo Xiu's figure, walking step by step, pacing in the void.

In a moment.

Luo Xiu came to Yuan Tiansheng Emperor and stared at him without any emotion in his eyes.

"Where is Holy Son Qingling?"

Luo Xiu asked, squinting his eyes.

Since entering the Ancient Land of Creation, Luo Xiu has not encountered Saint Qingling.

The person he killed at the beginning was only an incarnation of the Holy Son of Qingling, and his true form never appeared.

Even with so many things happening in succession, Holy Son Qingling did not appear.

This has always puzzled Luo Xiu.

After all, the inheritance of Qingling Mountain is extremely ancient, and the various methods it masters are far beyond the imagination of ordinary monks.

Luo Xiu always felt that there was some conspiracy and calculation in this.