Chapter 2017: Shura's Rage

"Sure enough, my cultivation is too low."

Reaching out his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, Luo Xiu felt a little helpless.

After all, his cultivation was only at the third level. Forcing his strength to the supreme level, such a powerful force was simply not something his body could bear.

Although his body was very strong, it was only comparable to a saint-level magic weapon, and could not reach the level of bearing supreme power.

And the reason why he could bear the blessing of this power was more due to the fact that he relied on the Shura armor. Although this set of armor was incomplete, it also had a characteristic, which was that it could reduce 80% of the damage to the owner of the armor from the outside world.

So when Luo Xiu carried the supreme power, he only bore 20% of the backlash force. Otherwise, it would be impossible to bear it, let alone personally kill the incarnation of a supreme power.

And even so, he had reached his limit by persisting until now. If he continued to maintain it, his body would not be able to withstand the impact of the supreme power.

"Boom!"

With a palm, the old site of Holy Spirit Mountain collapsed under his palm print, forming a huge cenote.

For Luo Xiu, Holy Spirit Mountain was just his first stop.

…

The location of Moruotu was in a hidden place, and the entire ancient hidden place was covered by formations, so it was unknown to the world for a long time.

However, such means could not be hidden from Luo Xiu. He knew the location of Moruotu long before he came out of the Emperor Ancient City.

After destroying the Saint Clan strongman at the old site of Holy Spirit Mountain, he went straight to Moruotu and killed his way into this ancient hidden place with an unparalleled attitude.

"Little beast, you are bullying too much!"

In Moruotu, there were strong men from Moruo Daochang in the endless chaos. Seeing Luo Xiu enter Moruotu and start a killing spree, they were immediately angry and their hair and beards flew up, and they raised their heads and roared.

It can be said that among all the major Daoist-level inheritances in the fairy world, the biggest loss was in the Moro Daoist. The ordinary disciples and cultivators who died were fine, but the most important thing was that they lost a Daoist.

And this Daoist was not an ordinary Daoist, but a Daoist with the Senluo Demon Eye!

As the saying goes, there are actually differences in the level of Daoist geniuses. The Morozi who had the Senluo Demon Eye in the past was undoubtedly the top genius among the Daoist geniuses.

After all, even Fang Yi once said that he followed Gu Yue, a Taoist who had achieved enlightenment, and met a Taoist who had the Senluo Demon Eye when he was at his peak. The other party just looked at him, which made him feel horrified in his heart. He asked himself if he was not his opponent and dared not look at him.

"Don't you even have a top saint?"

Standing in the air above Moro Land, Luo Xiu's expression was cold. His consciousness spread out, covering the entire Moro Land. He only sensed a few breaths belonging to saint-level cultivators, and did not perceive the more powerful Dao power fluctuations.

With the Black Dirt Immortal Emperor accompanying him, Moruotu's strength was simply unable to resist, and the final result was naturally that the entire ancient hidden land was razed to the ground and ceased to exist.

"Boom!"

Just when Luo Xiu and the Black Dirt Immortal Emperor had just razed Moruotu to the ground and were about to leave, a powerful aura descended, and then a tall and burly man with long blood-red hair tore open the void with his hands and walked out.

This was a middle-aged man, his eyes were like lightning, and it seemed that all the laws of the heavens were evolving and destroying around him. It was a supreme existence who mastered the power of creation and destruction.

The blood-haired middle-aged man's eyes were extremely cold. He glanced at the desolate Moruotu, and then stared at Luo Xiu, "Are you the junior who is called the 'Supreme Immortal'?"

"Yes, it's me, who are you?" Luo Xiu responded coldly.

"You are really young and formidable. When I was still in the Dao Realm, I fought with your father, Tai Shang Yu. I didn't expect that after so many years, his son is better than his father and stronger than he was when he was young." The middle-aged man with blood-red hair said in a condescending manner.

"What did you say?"

Luo Xiu heard this, and his eyes immediately burst into anger. He heard Long Aojun say that there were as many as 20 to 30 Dao Realm cultivators who besieged his father, Tai Shang Yu, in the ancient era!

At that time, his father was in a critical period of breaking through the Saint Immortal Emperor Realm. In that state, he was besieged by so many Dao Realm cultivators. The desperate predicament can be imagined, and Long Aojun also died in that battle.

Given the environment of the Immortal Realm, even the major ancient hidden places cannot produce so many Dao Realm cultivators at once. Obviously, many of them are inherited from the Dao Fields in the endless chaos.

The blood-haired middle-aged man who appeared in front of Luo Xiu at this moment was the descendant of the Moro Dojo three Chaos epochs ago. He came to the Immortal Realm with the cultivation of the Dao Realm to carry out the task of killing Tai Shang Yu.

"Your father Tai Shang Yu is indeed a figure, but unfortunately he is still a little worse than me. I punched him through the chest."

The blood-haired middle-aged man put his hands behind his back and said to Luo Xiu with a sneer, "It's a pity that a wisp of his soul escaped in the end. Now that a long time has passed, I don't know if he is still alive. I think even if he survived, it would be difficult for him to cultivate to a high level, and I am already in the Supreme Realm."

"After three long Chaos epochs, he has only cultivated to the Supreme Realm. Do you have the nerve to put on a high-handed attitude in front of me?" Luo Xiu shouted angrily.

At this moment, Luo Xiu felt a surge of murderous intent in his heart, and the terrifying murderous intent even formed a blood-red flame around him.

"This person is not simple. Although he is an incarnation, he is slightly stronger than me." The Black Dirt Immortal Emperor stood beside Luo Xiu and said in secret.

Although Luo Xiu was full of anger and wanted to kill the blood-haired middle-aged man in front of him to avenge his father who was forced into a desperate situation in the past, he knew very well that there was still a big gap between his strength and that of the other party.

"I can help you!"

At this moment, a voice suddenly came into Luo Xiu's sea of ​​consciousness, and what surprised him was that the owner of this voice was... Emperor Yan!

Emperor Yan woke up?

The Senluo incarnation in the Guyue space suddenly stood up, and then he saw Emperor Yan lying in the Taoist Palace, still lying there with his eyes closed.

"My essence has been depleted too much, so I haven't fully awakened yet, but the elixir you gave me is very effective. I have restored some of my Dao power, so you can use it to bless yourself and kill strong enemies."

The voice of Emperor Yan was full of vicissitudes. Luo Xiu had communicated with Emperor Yan on a spiritual level because of the induction of Emperor Yan's mark, so he immediately recognized that it was Emperor Yan's voice.

"Okay, then I thank you, senior!"

With Emperor Yan's promise, Luo Xiu's eyes were full of fighting spirit.

For the fastest update of error-free novel reading, please visit Please bookmark this site to read the latest novels!