Chapter 3206 Your Highness, Save Me

The sword made of condensed green gold energy shimmers with bright divine light and is filled with ancient aura.

At the same time, a pressure that does not belong to this era spreads.

"Chi!"

When Luo Xiu swung the sword and slashed out, the void passed by in an instant like nothing.

The magical weapon that Qingtian Saint King was using with all his strength was not yet approaching.

A ray of sword light had already descended and struck the Holy King Qingtian, crossing time and space.

In an instant.

All movements of Holy King Qingtian came to an abrupt halt.

The magical weapon that erupted with terrifying power suddenly extinguished its light and fell from the sky.

"you……"

There was an unbelievable look in the eyes of Saint King Qingtian. He stretched out his hand and pointed at Luo Xiu. A bloodstain started from the center of his eyebrows and extended all the way to his abdomen.

Immediately afterwards, everyone present saw that the body of Holy King Qingtian was split into two halves, and both the physical body and the true spirit were extinguished at the same time at this moment.

Just a sword.

Kill the Holy King Dzogchen!

Everyone was stunned, and even their breathing stopped.

Killing a strong man at the Holy King Realm Dzogchen level with one sword was simply unbelievable, like a fantasy in the sky.

"What method is that?"

"I don't know, this method seems to be beyond the avenue."

"Is he really just an enlightened person?"

Many powerful people in the Saint King Realm communicate with each other.

Chen Qiankun, the third true disciple of the Nine Phoenix Patriarch who was watching the battle in the distance, also suddenly changed his face in shock, and stared at Luo Xiu with a cold light in his eyes.

"You guys deserve to die."

Luo Xiu glanced at the surrounding sky. Although the only person who took action before was Holy King Qingtian, most of the other people were accomplices.

"Luo Xiu, you killed Holy King Qingtian, are you still going to be enemies with all of us?"

"Yes, we admit that you are very powerful, but you have to know that among the heavens in the Tao Realm, there are not only us Holy Kings. Once the Holy King comes, or even the Holy Lord comes, how can you resist it?"

One by one, the Holy Kings spoke, each of them was in the Great Perfection of the Holy King Realm, and was not inferior to the strength of the Holy Lord Qingtian.

Seeing King Qingtian being killed with a sword.

They didn't dare to take action easily, but with so many people together, they weren't particularly afraid of Luo Xiu.

"If you give up here, there is still room for negotiation." Purple Sun Saint King also came out and said.

"die!"

There was no expression on Luo Xiu's face, and his response was simple, only one word.

"boom!"

Suddenly, the lapis lazuli sword he held in his hand struck out again. At this moment, he was like an ancient god of war, spanning the ages.

"Puff puff!……"

Blood spurted out, and three holy kings on the spot were killed by a sword before they could react, and their bodies were broken into two pieces.

This made other people extremely shocked, because they could not see any trace of Luo Xiu's action.

It seems that as long as he swings his sword, no matter how far away he is, the sword will come down instantly and hit his opponent.

Such a killing technique simply ignores time and space, and ignores the existence of the order of the avenue.

And the only power that can achieve this level of power is the legendary forbidden power that transcends the times!

But in Luo Xiu's case, he didn't call it the forbidden power, but the original energy.

Over the years in the world of immortals and demons, Luo Xiu has continuously absorbed the aura emanating from the ancestor of the Devouring Demon Clan. The wisp of Origin Qi that was originally only as thick as a finger has been condensed by him and has become very powerful.

The divine sword condensed with the energy of the origin is a supreme weapon. With his current cultivation level, its power can be comparable to the top holy king's magic weapon. Coupled with the existence of ignoring the rules of the order of the avenue, Without adequate defense, even the Holy King Dzogchen will be almost certain to die once he is attacked.

"You all deserve to die for hurting my wife and trying to kill my friend!"

"kill!"

Luo Xiu kept swinging his sword, and every time he swung his sword, someone would be killed. Not even the Holy King could stop him, let alone those enlightened monks from various heavens.

"kill him!"

The eyes of all the Daotian people were also red. When they saw Luo Xiu going on a killing spree, a holy king sacrificed a purple cauldron and smashed it towards Luo Xiu.

It was a pity that the cauldron had not yet arrived. Luo Xiuju waved his hand and struck out with a sword, killing the holy king from the air, causing blood to fly.

"boom!"

The strong man with Burning Heaven Dao was surrounded by blazing flames. He hesitated for a moment and was about to run away.

But as soon as his body moved, his eyes widened. When his head was chopped off, he didn't even know when the sword came.

Luo Xiu's attack was so elusive that even though he was far away, someone would be killed with just a swing of his sword without any trace of the attack being visible.

"Your Highness is here and will not tolerate your impudence!"

The figure of an old man appeared, pacing in the air.

Above the old man's head, there was a spinning sacred furnace suspended, with a curtain of light hanging down, emitting a forbidden aura.

"Qiang!"

Luo Xiu waved his sword, and across hundreds of miles of void, he heard a loud sound that penetrated gold and cracked stone, and the vibrating void shattered.

However, the old man was not killed. The divine furnace, which contained a trace of the original aura, blocked Luo Xiu's blow.

"You are too arrogant. Although I don't know how you mastered the forbidden power to such an extent, you are only a junior in the realm of enlightenment. Do you really think that you can be invincible if you master the forbidden power?"

The gray-clothed old man sneered, but he was also a little scared in his heart. If it weren't for the divine furnace passed down to him by Chen Zhen, he would have followed the footsteps of the Holy King Qingtian and others and could not block the elusive sword.

"Do you think you can block it with a turtle shell?"

A hint of sneer appeared at the corner of Luo Xiu's mouth.

"Buzz!"

I saw more cyan gold air emanating from his body, and the cyan gold sword in his hand became more condensed, and the aura became more and more powerful.

"Boom!"

The next moment, Luo Xiu swung the sword again.

And the power of this sword was several times stronger than before!

"What!"

The gray-clothed old man's face suddenly changed. The moment Luo Xiu swung the sword, he felt a strong sense of life and death crisis.

"Use my blood and holy soul to protect your body!"

At this moment, the gray-clothed old man roared and directly spit out a mouthful of his own blood.

In an instant, the divine furnace above his head spun faster, and nine-colored divine lights flew out, turning into the shadow of a nine-colored divine phoenix.

Although it was just a shadow, it was filled with the vast and unpredictable aura of the origin, making everyone present feel this pressure, as if they were carrying a mountain on their backs.

The power of the origin is above the most ancient and endless avenue of the times.

In any era, the avenue represents everything, and the will of the avenue of the times is above everything. Only by cultivating to the realm of the great emperor can one be on an equal footing with the will of the avenue of the times.

So, the existence of the aura of the origin is a kind of transcendence, transcending the times.

If people who have not transcended are compared to mortals.

Then the transcendent people are gods.

This is a kind of overlooking of the level of life, which has nothing to do with cultivation.

No matter how weak the breath of the gods is, any mortal, no matter how powerful, will instinctively feel awe in their hearts.

If all this is sublimated to a higher level.

Then transcending the level of life is the meaning of fate.

"Your Highness, save me!"

The old man roared, because he was shocked to see that the nine-colored phoenix phantom condensed by a wisp of forbidden breath in the divine furnace was torn apart by a terrifying sword light.

Seeing that this sword light was about to kill him, he was terrified and called for help.