Ever since the small world of Dongfu collapsed and several of the twenty powerful Martial Lords died, the situation in the surrounding areas of Tianwu Kingdom has always been on the edge of turmoil.
Fan Taide's physical body and most of his soul were destroyed by Luo Xiu in the small world of the cave, leaving only a ray of soul in the soul lamp.
It would take at least ten years for him to restore his former martial arts power.
The Fan family's royal family did not dare to speak out about this and strictly blocked the news, while other forces in the Tianwu Kingdom had heard about it and were ready to take action.
The Palace Master of Zifu, like Fan Taide, both used the Soul Lantern to save their lives. After the ancestor of Zifu learned the news, he was extremely angry and left the customs in person to investigate the Tongshui Swamp.
Qingyun City, which used to be ordinary, is now full of powerful people. In the small world of Dongfu, many powerful Martial Lords who have benefited from Luo Xiu have moved to Qingyun City and live near Luo's family.
On this day, Qingyun City was peaceful and peaceful. Suddenly the sky was filled with purple energy, and a vast and unpredictable pressure descended on the city.
The spreading purple energy turned into a huge barrier, like a large upside-down bowl, covering the entire Qingyun City.
In the sky above Qingyun City, a simple and huge warship broke through the clouds and appeared.
On the deck of the warship, a well-trained martial artist stood proudly, with a chilling air.
In the Tianwu Kingdom, only the Fan family royal family has always had warships, but this warship does not come from the Fan family royal family. On the height of the warship, there is a flag hanging, which reads: Zifu!
"It's from Zifu Palace!"
All the martial arts masters in the city were alarmed, and they all looked up at the bronze warship in the sky with solemn expressions.
At the same time, all the Qingjia guards in Qingyun City also gathered, and under the leadership of the Lord of the Martial Palace, stood on the city wall.
"Who is coming?" The Lord of the Martial Palace flew up in the air and shouted loudly.
He was just entering the realm of refining gods for the first time and was unaware of the three major transcendental forces surrounding the Tianwu Kingdom.
On top of the warship that stood like mountains in the sky, an old man with white eyebrows wearing a purple robe, one hand behind his back, slowly looked at him with a pair of indifferent eyes.
The old man just glanced at Qingyun City below indifferently and ignored it.
With his status and cultivation, how could he lower his stature and compete with an ant?
"Are you the Lord of the Martial Palace appointed by Xiaoyao Sect in Qingyun City?"
On the warship, a middle-aged man stepped out, looked down from a high position and said proudly: "I will give you three breaths to hand over Luo Xiu's family in the city, or you will die!"
"Luo Xiu?"
When the Lord of the Martial Palace heard this name, his expression suddenly froze.
He didn't know who Luo Xiu had offended, but the other party came directly to his door.
"Who are you, your Excellency? Don't you know that all the major cities in Yunlong County are protected by Xiaoyao Sect?"
The Lord of the Martial Palace looked deep in thought, and could only take out the backstage of Xiaoyaomen.
Although Xiaoyao Sect is not the top power in Tianwu, it is still a sect that dominates a county, and generally no one is willing to take the initiative to provoke it.
However, what the Master of the Martial Palace did not expect was that after he told the background of Xiaoyao Sect, all the purple-clothed martial arts cultivators on the warship who stood with cold faces showed disdain on their faces.
It seems that, to these guys on the warship, Xiaoyaomen is nothing more than inferior goods.
"Xiaoyao Sect is just a small, inferior sect. Not to mention a small Qingyun City, even the Yunlong County City, I can raise my hand and destroy it!"
The middle-aged man sneered, then a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he pointed a finger in the air.
"Quickly retreat!"
Ye Xiangdou in the city below saw this scene with a stern expression.
However, although he reminded the Lord of the Martial Palace, it was still a little late after all. The middle-aged man pointed out a purple light, and with a pop, it instantly penetrated the skull of the Lord of the Martial Palace, bringing up a string of blood mixed with white pulp.
This scene fell in the eyes of many martial arts cultivators in the city below, and the whole place was in an uproar.
Especially for those martial arts cultivators in Qingyun City, the Lord of the Martial Palace is equivalent to a city lord, with profound cultivation and tyrannical strength.
But as powerful as the master of the Martial Palace, he was killed like an ant by the people on the warship. Who was the opponent? What kind of terrifying cultivation level did he have?
On the Zifu warship, for a middle-aged man, killing a mere refining god is nothing more than a trivial matter.
He shook his sleeves and waved his hand coldly, "The disciples of Zifu Palace obey the order and enter the city to arrest Luo Xiu's family. Anyone who dares to stop them will be killed without mercy!"
Following the middle-aged man's order, hundreds of figures immediately swooped down from the bronze warship. All of them were cultivators of the God Refining Martial Sect or above, and the dozen or so people leading them were at the Martial King Realm.
Such a huge force is enough to destroy Xiaoyaomen, the overlord of Yunlong County, let alone a small Qingyun City?
In the city, Ye Xiangdou's face was gloomy and uncertain, and everyone in the Luo family and Liu family also looked ashen.
Even those powerful Martial Lords who took advantage of Luo Xiu and promised to help him protect his relatives, their expressions changed and they did not dare to act rashly.
Because, on the warship above Qingyun City, sits the ancestor of Zifu Palace, the powerful Martial Emperor!
"stop!"
At this moment, an angry shout came out, and two figures appeared, stopping many Zifu palace martial arts cultivators from swooping down.
These two figures, a man and a woman, the man is wearing a blue shirt and the woman is wearing a mask, both exude the aura of a powerful warrior.
"Juniors pay their respects to the ancestors of the Zi Mansion."
The two men did not take action, but bowed respectfully to the Zifu ancestor on the bronze warship from a distance.
The middle-aged man is the leader of the Changhe Sect, and the masked woman is the leader of the Xuanyang Sect.
The ancestor of Zi Mansion on the warship frowned slightly, "You two juniors also want to stop me?"
"Senior is joking, so of course I don't dare to stop senior from doing what he does." Master Changhe Sect and Master Xuanyang said quickly.
"Since you don't dare, then get out of the way, otherwise don't blame me for being ruthless!" The ancestor of the Zi Mansion snorted coldly, with a mountain of pressure.
The Dongfu Small World and the others suffered heavy losses in the Zifu Palace. Not only did an elder of the Martial Lord die, but the current palace owner only had a trace of his soul left. As the ancestor of the Martial Emperor, how could he not be angry?
Moreover, what he cares more about is the ancient inheritance obtained by the junior named Luo Xiu. If he can capture his relatives and use them as blackmail, he might be able to obtain the ancient inheritance and go one step further.
When it comes to his own martial arts future, the ancestor of Zi Mansion will naturally not be merciful. He will kill anyone who dares to stop him.
"Hmph, the ancestor of Zi Mansion is so majestic!"
Suddenly, a sneer came, and the space in the distant sky fluctuated, and a figure slowly emerged, surrounded by golden light.
In the golden light, a figure stepped out with a sneer on his face, his left hand behind his back, his long silver-white hair flowing down, fluttering in the wind, like an immortal banished from the dust.
As soon as this person appeared, the whole world seemed to be under his control with just one thought.
"Xuan Yang, are you trying to stop me?" When the ancestor of the Zi Mansion saw this man, a sharp light flashed in his eyes.
This person covered in golden light can make the ancestors of the Zi Mansion focus on him. He is obviously an existence of the same level, the ancestor of the Martial Emperor of the Xuanyang Sect!
"It's not that I want to stop you, but that Luo Xiu's relatives cannot act rashly."
Another voice came, and a turbulent river rushed across the sky. Amidst the ups and downs of the waves, an old man's figure stood standing on the waves, stroking his white beard with his hands and a smile on his face.
Ancestor Changhe and Ancestor Xuanyang are here together!
At this point, the three most powerful Martial Emperor-level experts in the surrounding areas of Tianwu Kingdom have gathered in this small Qingyun City.
The initiator of such a scene is Luo Xiu, a young man who is only a teenager now!
Even such an inconspicuous young man was able to pull out the teeth of all the powerful Martial Lords, take away the ancient inheritance, and also lead to the fall of several Martial Lords, causing an uproar and alarming the lord of Martial Emperors.
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"What is this place?"
Luo Xiu stood in the air, overlooking the barren land below. Under the hot sunlight, the tiny gravels shone with golden light.
This is a desert. In the distance, you can vaguely see raised sand dunes, strange-shaped mushroom rocks, and the occasional cactus standing in the desert.
The only thing that can make people feel a little comfortable is the endless blue sky.
In the small world of Dongfu, Luo Xiu was not sure where he was being teleported when he started teleportation with the power of the ancient formation.
"This damn place is so hot." Long Ming raised his hand and waved it, and the real energy turned into a fan in his hand. Now that he has transformed into a human form, he looks like a handsome young man from a wealthy family.
Contacting the Black Mysterious Soul in the palm of his left hand with his spiritual consciousness, "Do you know where this is?"
After all, the ancient formation prohibition on teleportation came from the hands of Emperor Black Xuanwu.
"It's a random transmission. I don't know where it is. Besides, the world in ancient times is quite different from the current world."
The Black Mysterious Soul cannot be sure where this is. The only thing that is certain is that this place is definitely not within the Tianwu Kingdom, because the ancient formations in the small world of Dongfu prohibit the start of teleportation, which can at least travel millions of miles.
In desperation, Luo Xiu had no choice but to choose a random direction to move forward. The first thing he had to do was to determine where he had arrived.
In the qi sea of Dantian, the three spiritual treasures of Emperor Black Xuanwu did not move at all. The soul residing in the palm of his left hand was also extremely weak. Based on the current situation, it could not pose a threat to him for the time being.
Luo Xiu did not have complete trust in Emperor Black Xuanwu. The reason why he agreed to let the other party's soul live in his body was mainly because he could not help himself due to the situation at that time.
In the endless desert, it was impossible to tell the direction. Luo Xiu flew aimlessly for several days, at least thousands of miles away. The surrounding environment still did not change much, as if it was always spinning in place.
On this day, Luo Xiu landed on the top of a deserted hill and suddenly looked towards the horizon in the distance.
In his sight, a blurry black spot moved from far to near. When Luo Xiu saw the appearance of the black spot clearly, his pupils suddenly shrank.
It was actually a black warship, its entire body forged from a jet-black metal, and its flying speed was equivalent to that of a strong man from the late King of Wu escaping at full speed.
In the Tianwu Kingdom, those who can control warships are at least strong men of the Wujun level.
As the distance got closer, Luo Xiu saw a flag hanging on the black warship, which read: Mingguang Chamber of Commerce.
Rumble...
The warship soon broke through the air, crushing the surrounding air with a thunderous crackling sound.
Luo Xiu quickly flew over. In order to prevent misunderstandings, before he got close, he used his true energy to support and shouted loudly: "I'm lost. I wonder if you can give me a ride. I will thank you very much."
On the deck of the warship, there were more than a dozen martial arts warriors wearing battle armor and holding combat weapons, headed by three strong men who exuded the aura of the King of Martial Arts.
Feeling the aura of King Wu emanating from Luo Xiu's body, the three leaders on the warship looked at each other. One of the middle-aged men stepped out and said loudly: "Friends, please come aboard!"