Chapter 560： Go to the battlefield of ten thousand races and meet again! (1/2)

Every few days, Luo Xiu would leave Shiyou Zijin Gourd and come to fight the last battle to see if his strength has improved.

And under the condition of retreat and meditation, Luo Xiu's strength did improve every day.

Today, with the killing state turned on, he only needs a short hundred breaths of time to defeat the slaughter at the pinnacle of the junior emperor rank.

It's a pity that, despite this, Luo Xiu is still not 100% sure that he can defeat the Lord of the Dark Destroyer.

After all, the strength of the Dark Annihilation Domain Lord is stronger than Slaughter's Projection.

Even, it has reached the level of infinitely close to the half emperor.

Among the many domain masters, the strength of the Dark Destroyer Domain Masters is definitely the top group.

"Your strength has improved far faster than I imagined."

After receiving the praise from Slaughter, Luo Xiu was not arrogant and complacent, but rather humblely opened his mouth and said: "It's just a fluke to stand on the shoulders of seniors."

"No, this is your talent."

Lun shook his head and refuted Luo Xiu's remarks.

I have to say that for his inheritor, he can be said to be 10,000 points satisfied.

High talent, humble character, firm belief, and unremitting efforts.

Even if he had a bone in his egg, he couldn't find out what was wrong with Luo Xiu.

Afterwards, Lun smiled and said, "When are you going to the Ten Thousand Race Battlefield? Is there a plan?"

Luo Xiu nodded and said, "Don't worry yet."

"However, after consolidating for a while, I also intend to leave."

Although he had practiced for nearly 120 days before and after, under the effect of Shiyou Zijin Gourd's control of the flow of time, only twelve days had actually passed.

This fetish can be said to provide great convenience for his practice.

If there is no such treasure, Luo Xiu will retreat this time, and it will take a full half a year, if not to mention.

He now understands why those monks who are powerful enough to retreat at random, it is only a few years.

There is no Jiazi in the mountains, and the cold is endless.

Once practicing, it is really easy to lose the concept of time.

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Outside, another ten days have passed.

Luo Xiu finally chose to leave Shiyou Zijin Gourd and appeared in the Slaughter Temple.

Today, he has blood flowing in his eyes, and the aura on his body has undergone earth-shaking changes!

He just stood in place, as if walking out of the sea of ​​blood from the dead mountain, exuding a thick and terrifying murderous aura.

Those who are not determined, may even be directly crushed by Luo Xiu's murderous aura!

After Luo Xiu appeared in the Slaughter Temple, all the monks were silent, afraid to make the slightest noise, for fear that they would annoy the killing god.

You know, the last time Luo Xiu used **** means to suppress everyone was only more than twenty days ago.

Only after such a short time has passed, for this group of monks, it is absolutely fresh in memory.

"Is that Shura? It's terrible... Just looking at him, I feel my body trembling."

"How long has passed since, and the aura he exudes seems to be even more terrifying!"

"They all said that he passed the Trial of Killing and inherited the inheritance of the Lord of Killing. Now it seems...this rumor should be true."

"Shhh, keep it quiet, if Shura hears us talking about him, worry about moving his head!"

Luo Xiu didn't care at all about the comments coming from his ears.

After finally finishing the penance, his only idea now is to enter the battlefield of ten thousand races as soon as possible.