In the sky, the broken solar meteorites flowed with molten flames, pouring down.
It's like a long river of flame falling from the sky.
On the earth, a sea of molten fire surged and roared like thunder.
A big battle is taking place in this secret world of Molten Sun.
boom!
A thin man wearing a simple robe with gray hair on his temples struck across the sky, stirring up the Nine Heavens Divine Flame and overwhelming enemies from all directions.
He has unparalleled power, looks out in all directions, and is unparalleled in his ferocity.
Every blow caused the heaven and earth to tremble, and the void exploded.
This person is none other than Emperor Luo Qing!
An unparalleled myth that once dominated the epoch.
A peerless overlord who clawed his way out of the vanished ancient god and lived a second life!
but--
None of his opponents are weak.
They are more than ten ninth-level peak god masters from major giant-level forces.
Each one of them is a giant who once intimidated a divine continent, and their skills are as high as the sky.
Among them, a middle-aged man wearing a feather robe, a star crown, and wielding a bronze Taoist sword has the most terrifying combat power.
It was he who restrained the thin man in the robe, otherwise he would have been killed by the other party and escaped from death.
"Emperor Luo Qing, you are already about to die, just a fragment of your soul. Even if you struggle desperately, how long can you struggle?"
A tall man in a long robe with a beard and hair like a halberd, holding a spear in his hand, shouted loudly, the sound shaking the whole place.
His power was also terrifying. As he waved his war spear, lightning flashed and thunder exploded. Countless thunders pierced the sky in an orderly manner, and the aura of destruction was earth-shattering.
boom!
Emperor Luo Qing made a seal with his palm, and a palm print that looked like a blue sky collapsed in the sky, and the tall man in the battle robe was violently sent flying.
The war spear in his hand was trembling violently.
Although the man in the shirt is strong, he is inferior in front of Emperor Luo Qing!
But at the same time, Emperor Luo Qing groaned, and a crack appeared on his body.
In fact, his body was already covered with scars, like broken porcelain, and he was bleeding.
Emperor Luo Qing ignored him. He was still aggressive, fierce and brave.
The divine flame power of the entire molten sun secret world was pulled by him and turned into a boundless molten storm, raging across the entire place.
This brought great trouble to all the opponents, and they were unable to defeat Emperor Luo Qing for a while.
"It's just a broken ray of soul, but it's so powerful?"
Some people looked gloomy and couldn't believe it.
From the beginning, they knew that Emperor Luo Qing was seriously injured and that his Taoist body was an empty shell, extremely weak.
There was only one piece of his soul left, and his injuries were extremely serious.
But unfortunately, there is such a guy, but he is extremely powerful, his combat power is extremely domineering and terrifying!
In a one-on-one situation, those Nine Refining God Lords present who are at their peak are destined to lose!
It is simply unimaginable how powerful Emperor Luo Qing must have been in his heyday!
"According to Lord Di'e, this person does not belong to this world, but is a peerless ruthless person brought by Su Yi from the path of the ancient gods."
The middle-aged man in Yuyi Xingguan frowned, "As early as nine years ago, he was beaten to death by Ran Deng Buddha and others on the road to lead the star. In the end, only a ray of remnant soul escaped.
I haven’t recovered from it today.”
"Even I didn't expect that in such a situation, he could be so powerful..."
This battle has been going on for a quarter of an hour.
Emperor Luo Qing hid around the Tianxiu Sword Tomb, kept escaping, and was finally besieged in the secret world of Molten Sun.
But no one expected that such a seriously injured guy could be so tenacious.
Until now, there are no signs of being unable to hold on!
During the conversation, everyone became more and more swift and fierce in their actions, using their astonishing magical powers and using the immortal Taoist soldiers at the bottom of the box to continuously contain and suppress Emperor Luo Qing.
But every time, he was blocked by Emperor Luo Qing!
His aura was too strong, and he looked intimidating, as if he could not be shaken.
"Don't slack off! He has no wings to fly!"
The man in feather's clothing had sharp eyes and said in a deep voice, "Even if I consume him, I will consume him to death!"
He noticed that although Emperor Luo Qing's momentum was still strong, his weak body was about to completely collapse.
All this proves that the other party is at the end of its tether!
When there is even the slightest sign of weakness, the army will be defeated and the game will be over!
"kill!"
A group of Nine Refining God Lords became fierce and attacked with all their strength, surrounding Emperor Luo Qing.
Emperor Luo Qing's thin face was as white as paper, but the corners of his eyebrows and eyes were full of coldness and indifference, and he was still very calm.
As a dominant figure who once fought his way to the top of the civilization of an era and was respected throughout the world, he has been accustomed to life and death and experienced bloody tribulations throughout his life. How could he care about the predicament in front of him?
Even if he died in battle, he was confident that he would be able to support him!!
Suddenly, Emperor Luo Qing's eyes shrank and his expression suddenly changed.
At this moment, he who was originally calm and calm suddenly looked a little anxious.
"open!"
A low drink.
Emperor Luo Qing raised his hands, and his power suddenly surged. The endless divine flames evolved into bright and blazing rules and order, and spread suddenly.
There were exclamations in the field.
The formidable enemies that surrounded them on all sides suffered terrible impacts one by one, staggering and stumbling backwards.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Emperor Luo Qing flashed his figure and charged out.
laugh!
The middle-aged Yuyi Xingguan immediately blocked the attack and took out the bronze Taoist sword in his hand. Under the sweep of a blue cloud-like sword energy, the fleeing figure of Emperor Luo Qing was immediately torn into pieces.
The Tao body is destroyed!
However, at the moment when the Tao body was destroyed, Emperor Luo Qing's soul had already escaped.
This was beyond the expectations of middle-aged Yuyi.
Because with the combat power displayed by Emperor Luo Qing, he could have withstood this sword if he had to resist.
But he doesn't have it anymore!
In order to escape for his life, he would rather sacrifice his body!
"Chase! He can't hold on any longer!"
The middle-aged Yuyi Xingguan shouted loudly, led everyone to move across the sky, and pursued with all their strength.
…
A quarter of an hour later.
Deep in the Tianxiu Sword Tomb, there is a black wasteland with no life left.
Emperor Luo Qing's figure moved and appeared on the side of a small hill.
He reached out and grabbed it.
The small hill collapsed into powder, and the ground was lifted up, revealing a mysterious forbidden formation.
Within the forbidden formation, a figure was lying.
She was a delicate-looking woman, clothed in commoner clothes and wearing a jade hairpin, with a gentle temperament.
However, there was a thick black death air lingering around her, constantly eroding her vitality.
The skin color also becomes pale, transparent, and dull.
Emperor Luo Qing's heart trembled, and he realized that the black death energy had invaded the place between the woman's eyebrows!
"Xiaoxiao, just hold on a little longer and I'll take you away soon!"
Emperor Luo Qing's voice was low, and there was an unconcealable worry between his brows.
This former ruler of the era, a terrifying existence who had endured countless tribulations, suddenly lost his composure when facing a woman.
He opened the forbidden formation and picked up the woman's figure that was shrouded in thick death aura.
"Brother Luo, it's me...I've caused you..."
The woman opened her eyelids with difficulty, her eyes were dim and her voice was weak and intermittent.
Emperor Luo Qing felt sad in his heart and said softly: "Xiaoxiao, you were just used by bad people. How can you implicate me, let alone... you saved my life."
In my mind, a scene from many years ago quietly emerged.
At that time, he fought desperately for Su Yi on the road to lead the star. In the end, his body was destroyed, and only a trace of his soul survived. He was completely comatose when he escaped into the world of the gods.
When I woke up, I saw the pretty woman Xiao Xiao in front of me.
She is just a young monk, practicing in a little-known sect, and is still the humblest outer disciple.
In the eyes of gods, there is no difference between them and ants.
However, it was this kind-hearted woman from the lowest level of the divine realm who saved Emperor Luo Qing.
She is Emperor Luo Qing's savior!
In the past few years, the remnant soul of Emperor Luo Qing has been taken care of by Xiao Xiao.
Xiaoxiao regards him as a big brother and talks to him about everything.
Xiaoxiao also vowed to help Emperor Luo Qing completely heal his injuries.
It has been nine years in a flash.
For nine years, Emperor Luo Qing never revealed her identity, and she did not dare to teach her any secrets of practice, for fear that any abnormalities in her practice would attract the attention of others and get her into trouble.
However, in Emperor Luo Qing's heart, he had long regarded Xiaoxiao as his younger sister, and decided to repay this kind-hearted girl when he resumed his Taoism in the future.
After all, Xiao Xiaoke did not know his identity at all, nor did he receive any feedback or repayment, but he was able to take care of him meticulously during these nine years. Is this something that ordinary people can do?
Nine years is enough to see through a person's true nature.
Not to mention, for a being like Emperor Luo Qing, even if Xiaofanfan has even a hint of utilitarianism towards him, he can see through it at a glance.
However, Xiaoxiao never expected anything in return or calculated anything, but sincerely regarded him as a "weak person" who needed to be taken care of.
A poor man in distress...
"Brother Luo, I can't hold on anymore. My eyelids feel so heavy and I really want to sleep..."
Xiaoxiao's eyes were a little distracted, and his voice was weak and inaudible, "If I die...brother Luo, can you take my ashes home..."
"Just bury me under the willow tree in the small yard...it was planted when my parents were still alive..."
Her voice gradually became blurry and she wanted to close her mouth.
Emperor Luo Qing felt pain in his heart, and he did not hesitate to use his secret technique, using the remaining power of his soul to save the girl in his arms.
However, that thick death aura is extremely strange and cannot be resolved at all, and can only be suppressed temporarily.
"Xiao Xiao, hold on, don't you want to know who I am? I'll tell you when I take you home!"
Emperor Luo Qing's voice carried a hint of power, which finally restored the little spirit.
But he was still extremely weak.
This made Emperor Luo Qing secretly anxious.
At this time, a chuckle sounded:
"Your Majesty exists so much, but you spend so much of your energy on a little girl who is like an ant. It's really... touching!"
In the far distance between heaven and earth, middle-aged Yu Yi and a group of Nine Refining God Lords moved over, and in just a blink of an eye, they blocked all directions.
Seeing that they were about to take action, the middle-aged Yuyi stopped him and said:
"The little girl is about to die. Just give them some time to say goodbye to each other without disturbing her."
The words were very generous. But after a brief thought, everyone understood and understood what Yuyi middle-aged man meant, and they all chose to stop and watch indifferently.