Chapter 3240: The Holy Emperor Arrives

If nothing unexpected happens, the army of tens of thousands of monks gathered by the inheritance from the ten directions will almost be wiped out by Luo Xiu on his own.

There are only four of the ten Great Sage Kings left, and their lives may be in danger at any time.

At this moment, the Holy Emperor, who had never shown his face, appeared.

"My little friend, let's stop."

This voice carries the vicissitudes of time, as if coming from the depths of the void. The voice is not loud, but it clearly reaches everyone's ears, as if it echoes in the depths of the sea of ​​consciousness.

Most of the army of tens of thousands of monks had been killed by Luo Xiu.

The remaining four great saint kings, as well as the three divine sons and Qi Shengtian who had not died in Luo Xiu's hands before, all looked towards the direction where the voice came from.

This is a man wearing a black robe. He steps out with one step, and the space around him seems to be empty. It is as if he has become the master of the world and transformed into a supreme emperor as soon as he appears.

This is the gap between the big realm levels.

A strong man in the Holy King Realm has mastered the power of high-level order, and is far superior to the Holy King at the level of life.

Even a powerful man at the level of a great saint king cannot compete with the power of high order by using the power of two taboos to strengthen the medium order power he possesses.

When the man in black robe appeared, he was followed by four people.

One of them is an old man in white robes, and the other three have condensed and powerful auras. They are better than Qingfeng and other great saint kings. They should be quasi-sage emperor level experts.

"Little friend Luo, you have killed enough people. How about giving me some face and letting it go?" The man in black robe cupped his fists towards Luo Xiu.

As a Holy King, a single thought can crush the Holy King.

Now, with the dignity of the Holy Emperor, he is so polite to Luo Xiu, as if he were an equal, which shows that he has recognized the power displayed by Luo Xiu and regards him as a strong man of the same level.

"Elder Yuan!" Qingfeng bowed and saluted. Although he was a Great Saint King-level genius in Qingling Mountain, he still had to salute as a junior in front of a powerful Saint Emperor.

Qingfeng calls him an elder. This black-robed Holy Emperor named Yuan Tian is naturally a strong man who came out of Qingling Mountain.

Qingling Mountain is known as the place where the Great Dao originated. Among the many inheritances of this era, Qingling Mountain can be vaguely called the first inheritance and the oldest inheritance.

Therefore, today's ancient land of creation can only allow one Saint King realm powerhouse to come, and the quota for this coming fell into the hands of Qingling Mountain.

At this moment, Qingfeng and the others were all at the end of their strength, forcing the use of top-notch Holy Emperor-level weapons, causing their cultivation to be almost completely exhausted.

It can be said that their life and death are now controlled by Luo Xiu's thoughts. If he wants to kill someone, he only needs to activate the Seven Forbidden Return to One Technique to kill them here.

Emperor Yuan Tian obviously knew this, so he cupped his fists towards Luo Xiu and said: "Qingfeng is one of the more outstanding disciples of our Qingling Mountain lineage, so I ask you to be noble and forgive him this time. If you have You can make any requests, and I, Yuan, can agree on behalf of Qingling Mountain."

As a Saint-Emperor level expert, Yuan Tian did not show any strength or dominance after his appearance.

On the contrary, his attitude was very polite and his tone was very sincere.

However, no matter what his attitude was, the aura of the Holy Emperor that permeated his body still made countless monks present feel so depressed that it was difficult to breathe.

If we say, the group of monks is like a pack of wolves.

So whether they are in the realm of enlightenment or the realm of the Holy King, they are all ordinary wolves, while in the realm of the Holy King they are the wolf kings, with a suppressive aura coercing their bodies.

Luo Xiu didn't speak, just stared at Yuan Tian.

Yuan Tian didn't care about this and continued, "My little friend's strength is beyond imagination. He is not a Holy Emperor but is comparable to a Holy Emperor. He can be called a Forbidden Holy King. He has been able to reach this point after practicing for tens of thousands of years. Let's People admire.”

As he spoke, Holy Emperor Yuan Tian raised his hand and grabbed it. The Qing Shen seal that had been forcibly activated by Qingfeng fell into his hands. A slight movement of the power of the avenue suddenly caused the seal to emit an astonishing aura, far exceeding what Qingfeng had just done. A breath that can inspire.

"This seal is an imitation of my Qingling Mountain Suppressing Treasure. If it is another Holy Emperor weapon, there is no harm in giving it to my friend. However, this seal involves the mystery of the Suppressing Magical Artifact, so I can only take it back." Yuan Tiansheng The emperor said so.

"Huh, surnamed Yuan, could it be that according to your wishes, the Void Destruction Sword from my Heavenly Palace can be given away?" A figure of a man as powerful as a god appeared, raised his hand to grab it, and the Void Destruction Sword fell on the into his hands.

At the same time, several figures walked out of the void, each figure shrouded in divine light. Their aura was vast and unpredictable, and their pressure swept across the heavens.

The Ten Thousand Stars River Map also fell into the hands of one of the women. The woman had a peerless and alluring appearance, dressed in white, as pure as a lotus, without the smell of fireworks.

This made everyone present shrink their eyes and feel awe-inspiring.

Even Luo Xiu was a little surprised. As far as he knew, there was currently only one Holy Emperor coming to the ancient land of creation, which was the Holy Emperor Yuan Tian just now.

Now it seems that there are other Holy Emperors coming, but they are silent and silent.

Although Yuan Tian's expression was slightly surprised, he just smiled, as if he had expected the arrival of these Holy Emperors.

A tall man looked at Luo Xiu coldly, "You are an extraordinary young man. It seems that you have received the fortune of the ancestor of the demon clan in the fairy and demon world. As long as you are willing to stop, I can spare your life."

"The Qingling lineage teaches everyone. You have killed countless lives. Although it is a big mistake, God has a kind of benevolence. As far as I know, the Qingling Saint of this generation is quite talented. You can be a follower of the Saint." An old man with white hair and beard said in a cold tone.

Several Saint Emperor Realm masters stood together, and the vast and unpredictable pressure enveloped Luo Xiu.

They all saw the fight between Luo Xiu and tens of thousands of cultivators.

Some people wanted to use Luo Xiu for themselves, while others had murderous intent in their eyes and wanted to strangle him.

The reason why they didn't take action right away was because the lives of Qingfeng, Wushenyu and the other four were all in Luo Xiu's hands.

Before, even those who held top-level Saint Emperor weapons were not Luo Xiu's opponents.

Now that he has no Saint Emperor weapons, if Luo Xiu wants to kill someone with his methods, the Saint Emperors really can't stop him.

"Want me to let him go?"

Luo Xiu sneered. The Saint Emperor Yuan Tian seemed to be polite, but in fact he just wanted to stabilize him and pretend to be nice.

Over the years, Luo Xiu has experienced too many intrigues and deceptions. How could he not know that once he let the four people from Qingfeng go, these Saint Emperors would most likely take action and turn against him on the spot.

"I'm not asking you to let them go, but you have no choice but to let them go. The inheritance we represent is far beyond your imagination, young man." A white-haired old man from the Takong Dojo said coldly.

A great Saint King from the Takong Dojo died at the hands of Luo Xiu. The white-haired old man treated Luo Xiu with almost no concealment of murderous intent in his eyes.