Chapter 1171 (2/2)
”Feixian!”
A fairy light flickered, as if it had become the only one between heaven and earth. Luoxiu's figure instantly came to the God Emperor elder of xuesha clan.
”Poof!”
The blood light splashed, and the pupils of the ninth grade shenhuang level elder of the xuesha clan were dilated, and their bodies were fragmented. Under the attack of Feixian magic, they were broken into a piece of blood mist.
The immortal light dissipated, and Luoxiu, dressed in a black robe, strode out of the blood mist.
There was a shrill cry from the broken blood mist. I could see that the blood fog drifted away towards the distance and gathered together continuously to re condense the body of the blood chazu elder.
”It's not dead? Life is hard. ”
Luo Xiu's face showed a trace of sarcasm. When he raised his hand and grabbed it, he immediately developed a Honglu, which enveloped the elder of Xuecha clan. The road of Hong was surging and refining everything.
In the ancient city of Dahuang, many martial arts practitioners were stunned to see this scene. The ninth class God level elder of the xuesha clan was actually shrouded in the palm and finger by a ninth class deity. The road of Hong was refined, and the breath was constantly weakened.
At the same time, Luoxiu's other hand was not idle, and a number of magical powers were spread out by him. The other blood chazu whose accomplishments were no more than the ninth class God King level could not resist his attack, and they all died and fell dead!
”Poof!”
A moment later, the cauldron of the main road was changed into Luoxiu's right hand, and a scroll of pictures fell in his hand. As for the elder of the blood chazu, he had completely turned into fly ash.
”Who dares to run wild in my ancient city?”
At this time, an angry yell came. A burly young man came with many strong men from the ancient city of great wilderness. However, they came a little late because the battle was over.
”Brother Luo? What happened? ”
Seeing that the big young man who was the head of the field was in great need, he could not help but look puzzled when he saw Luoxiu, who was the focus of attention in the field.
”Brother Huang came slowly. I came to celebrate the city master's achievements in the ancient city of Dahuang, but I was attacked by the xuechazu in the city, but I almost lost my life!” Said rochew with a smile.
As soon as you say this, you can't help but look strange when you see Wu Xiu in the first World War. In the dark, you almost died? A God Emperor of the blood chazu and dozens of God kings were all killed by him alone, OK?
People from the ancient city of Dahuang came forward to tell Huang Wuji what happened. This made Huang Wuji surprised and looked at Luoxiu.
”I didn't expect brother Luo, your strength has been so strong. This is indeed the negligence of our ancient city of Dahuang. I will ask them to give an explanation to them!” Said Huang Wuji.
Today's wasteland is also the realm of the ninth class God King. As the little city Lord of the great waste ancient city, his strength is comparable to the ninth class God Emperor.
However, by contrast, the strength of Luoxiu has been able to kill the ninth class emperor, which can be described as two completely different concepts.
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When we meet again after many years, it is obvious that Huang Wuji is much more mature and stable than in the past.
What Luoxiu didn't expect was that Huang Wuji was married. His wife was a woman of the Tianhuang aristocratic family. It was said that she was the descendant of shenhuang.
At the invitation of the boundless, Luoxiu came to the mansion of the city Lord.
”Brother Luo, let me introduce you to you. This is my wife, named Xuanyi.”
Luo Xiu raised his eyes and saw that the woman named Xuanyi was the best choice for her appearance and temperament. Standing with Huang Wuji, she was quite a talented woman, very well matched.
Moreover, this woman named Xuanyi is not low in cultivation, and she is also the most favored woman who achieves the realm of the ninth class God King.
In today's octagonal realm, there are not many people in Luoxiu's generation who can reach the realm of the ninth class God King.
”I've met Miss Xuanyi.” Luo Xiu bowed his hands to see the ceremony.
”It's very kind of you.” Xuanyi Yingying salutes, gentle and elegant, etiquette.
Luo Xiu and Huang Wuji were seated and Xuanyi was making tea. Luo Xiu understood that the marriage between Dahuang ancient city and Tianhuang aristocratic family was actually a means to deal with the catastrophe.
After all, in today's wasteland, undercurrent surging, chaos has been born, the magic land suddenly rises, and its strength can almost compete with the ancient city of Dahuang.
There are also small movements of the blood chazu, which seems to have colluded with each other in the holy land of the evil way.
In this situation, Dahuang ancient city also had to seek strong allies, so they chose the Tianhuang aristocratic family.
The Tianhuang aristocratic family is the inheritance left by the Supreme Master of the wasteland of the previous generation. Although there is no strong one in this generation, there are still supreme ancestors alive!Luo Xiu thought that he had participated in the selection of the Tianhuang aristocratic family at that time. He had obtained the supreme divine formula in the secret realm of the bitter sea reincarnation bridge. He had helped him a lot at that time. He also promised to take care of the Tianhuang aristocratic family one or two in the future.
”Under the catastrophe, first of all, I have to determine my position. Which side should I stand on?” Roche's eyes narrowed slightly.