In the sea of consciousness, Luo Xiu's consciousness hesitated several times, should he take the initiative to communicate with the soul in the Soul-Suppressing Monument?
Although he also tried to communicate after that incident in the past, there was no result.
But Luo Xiu had a subconscious feeling. The more critical the life and death situation, the more successful he would be if he wanted to communicate with the thing that was suspected to be the soul of the ancient demon on the Soul-Suppressing Monument. Because
Because only in this kind of crisis can the other party negotiate better terms with him. Part 1
A spontaneous appearance gave him powerful power to kill powerful enemies, which was like a foreshadowing, planting a seed in his heart.
At the same time, Luo Xiu also thought about the magic pill he got in the oldest ruins, but that magic pill didn't seem to improve his cultivation and combat power, but a magic pill that could heal extremely serious injuries. It was the same as the magic pill that the Black God had taken.
The magic elixir is similar, but more effective.
Unexpectedly, as the cultivation reaches a later stage, the elixir functions more as an auxiliary, and it is almost impossible to directly use it to improve cultivation. The improvement of strength is more about perception than the acquisition of direct power. "
It's over, give up your useless resistance, no matter how defiant your methods are, you are only at the Ancestral Realm, and these methods of yours are nothing but child's play in front of us at the Dao Realm."
The three enlightened people came together, and from the moment Luo Xiu appeared in front of them, the outcome was already destined and there would be no change.
"Have you ever heard of ancient patterns?" Luo Xiu asked slowly as a golden pattern appeared in his hand.
"What are ancient patterns?"
"Mysterious!"
It’s just a divine pattern, do you still want to defy heaven?”
Even if you have enlightenment-level divine marks, you can't do anything to us."
The man in black robe, the skinny old man, and the old man in white didn't take it seriously at all, because to them, no matter what Luo Xiu did, it was just a death struggle.
"Really?" Luo
Xiu smiled, and then he raised his hand and flicked it, activating the ancient pattern.
"Whoosh!"
It's still that ordinary-looking stream of light that flies out. It doesn't feel any powerful breath or energy. It seems like it has returned to nature, with all its power restrained. "
It's all in vain."
The old man in white snorted, "Since you are so stubborn and I don't want to waste time with you anymore, I will send you on your way."
As he spoke, the old man in white stretched out his hand and grabbed the stream of light that was transformed into golden ancient patterns. "
Poof!" Next
For a moment, the golden ancient pattern penetrated the palm of the old man in white.
The power of order he condensed in his palms was like a fictitious thing, like fragile white paper that could be penetrated easily, like it was made of tofu.
"Chi!"
The next moment, the stream of golden ancient patterns was like a sword blade. With a stroke across the sky, the old man in white's eyes widened and his head fell from his neck.
For those in the Tao realm, even if the physical body is destroyed, they will not die easily. As long as the true spirit is still there, rebuilding the physical body is not a big problem for people in this realm. But
The problem is that the moment the head was chopped off, his true spirit was wiped out in an instant.
This is the really scary place.
Just like the ancestor Xuanyuan who showed enlightenment-level power, he had no chance to resist or dodge. The power of the ancient pattern pierced the center of his eyebrows, shattered the sea of consciousness, and annihilated the true spirit.
In the end, Luo Xiu did not take the risk to use the power of the suspected ancient demon in the Soul-Suppressing Monument.
Because judging from the state of Ancestor Xuanyuan, although he has gained the power of the ancient demon, his whole personality seems to have changed drastically.
Deep down in his heart, Luo Xiu was also repelled by this kind of power.
So when he was really at his wits end, he did not use the power of the ancient demon in the Soul-Suppressing Monument as his first choice, but used the last ancient pattern in his hand. This
It was the last ancient pattern left by his father Tai Shang Yu to save his life. He
You can only choose one of them to kill.
As for how the situation will develop later, it is difficult to predict.
"Fellow Taoist?"
The man in black robe and the skinny old man were shocked. They never thought that as a strong man in the enlightenment realm, his head would be cut off directly by a very inconspicuous divine mark?
"His true spirit has been wiped out!"
"How is this possible!" When
When they sensed that the true spirit of the old man in white was also annihilated, the remaining two enlightened people looked horrified.
At the same time, he looked at Luo Xiu in horror and disbelief.
"Actually, I'm not willing to waste such a trump card." Luo
Xiu sighed, as if he was heartbroken about using up an ancient pattern.
Immediately afterwards, golden lines appeared on his hands, which vaguely looked the same as the ancient lines he had just used. But
In fact, what he condensed this time was the art of divine patterns, which was not at the same level as the ancient patterns. But
The black-robed man and the skinny old man didn't know that when they saw the golden lines condensed in Luo Xiu's hand, their pupils instantly dilated, and they chose to retreat without hesitation and distanced themselves from him.
Xiu did not take action, but stared indifferently at the two enlightened masters who retreated into the distance.
He knew very well that he couldn't talk much at this time. Once he spoke, he would be exposed. After all, beings who could step into the realm of enlightenment had survived for a long time and were very shrewd. They were not easily intimidated.
"Are you trying to be mysterious?" The skinny old man narrowed his eyes.
"If he really had such powerful means, why didn't he use them in the first place?" The man in black robe also felt the same way.
Even so, the two of them did not dare to try to get closer easily.
"There is no need to get close. With our cultivation, we can kill people in the air even if we cross thousands of miles." The skinny old man and the man in black robe looked at each other. For monks of their level, let alone crossing thousands of miles.
Thousands of miles away, killing people across borders is easy.
As soon as their figures flashed, the figures of the skinny old man and the man in black robes disappeared, but the aura they locked on Luo Xiu's body did not disappear. And
Even with Luo Xiu's level, he couldn't erase the aura locked on him by the powerful people in the enlightenment level.
This brought a bitter smile to Luo Xiu's face.
What he was most worried about finally happened. The two powerful men in the enlightenment realm were not scared to retreat. Although they were cautious, they still did not give up.
"Boom!" Suddenly
Suddenly, a huge crack appeared in the void above Luo Xiu's head, and a terrifying big hand tore open the starry sky. Divine light condensed between the palms of his fingers, and the power of the avenue condensed into runes, and it grabbed him.
"Boom!"
In another direction, a large black handprint penetrated the void.
The two powerful men in the enlightenment realm struck across the distance of space. In this way, they could attack Luo Xiu without worrying about being attacked by Luo Xiu using the ancient patterns just now. Same thing.
At that time, this was also a test by two powerful men in the enlightenment realm. If Luo Xiu still had ancient patterns, he could block their attacks. If not, then he would be dead.
Even if there are risks, the two enlightened masters cannot give up easily. After all, Luo Xiu has the inheritance of the oldest divine pattern in his body, which is what many natural beings in the Tao world want to pursue.