Luo Xiu shook his head. The Shura Clan, the Swallowing Spirit Clan, and the Purple Eye Clan were all among the top ten most powerful races.
The bloodlines of these three clans also contain amazing talents and powers.
But after Luo Xiu awakened the Supreme Soul and the Supreme Body, he never discovered anything special about his so-called Supreme Bloodline.
Perhaps the only unique thing is that he can use Shura Divine Armor.
According to *, the Shura Divine Armor can only be used by the Shura clan, and other monks can only be controlled by those with special and powerful bloodlines.
*He used to be a person who followed a powerful person at the enlightenment level, and he himself was the pinnacle ancestor of the 12th level of enlightenment.
But even he doesn't know all the ten most powerful races, and he has never heard of the Tai clan.
Perhaps the Tai clan is one of them.
Or maybe the Tai clan was a clan that appeared later. When the Tai clan appeared in Endless, they were already trapped in the Gu Yue space.
But Luo Xiu estimated that his bloodline was not strong.
Because he could feel an extremely strong and majestic blood aura from the purple-clothed young man in front of him.
Although the blood aura of the two seems to come from the same source, they are not of the same grade and level.
"A mere tribesman with a soldier-level bloodline doesn't even show respect when he sees me?"
Suddenly, the young man in purple snorted coldly, his eyes exuding a murderous intent.
Soldier-level bloodline?
Luo Xiu was stunned. He had never heard that the bloodline of the Tai clan also had levels?
"Oh? It seems you don't know anything about our clan."
Seeing the change in Luo Xiu's expression, the young man in purple narrowed his eyes slightly, "So, you should be a descendant of someone from our clan who left a bloodline outside."
"If that's the case, go to hell!"
Suddenly, the young man in purple burst out with murderous intent, and at the same time, a powerful wave of cultivation spread through his body.
Infinite realm!
This level of cultivation does not seem to be high, because Luo Xiu has even killed powerful men at the Wujing Dzogchen level.
But this young man in purple is different. He wants to be stronger than any Boundless Stage that Luo Xiu has ever encountered before!
Even the Boundless Dzogchen he killed in the Forest of Death was even stronger!
"boom!"
In an instant, the young man in purple took action without any explanation, and a palm print came towards Luo Xiu.
Judging from the speed shown by the other party before, you can imagine how fast this person took action.
Even Luo Xiu reacted quickly and activated the thunder pattern to enhance the Thunder Dragon Escape Technique, but his speed was still inferior to that of the opponent.
Seeing that he couldn't dodge, Luo Xiu didn't dodge at all. He made fist seals with his hands and used the Great Luo Technique to clash with the opponent's palm prints.
"Boom!"
Following a dull roar, air waves visible to the naked eye swept across, razing the surrounding buildings to the ground.
Many surrounding monks were also affected, and flew out one by one, with blood spurting from their mouths.
You must know that among these monks, those who can practice in a place of strong people will not be inferior in strength.
However, they were only hit by the aftermath of the fight between the two, and were severely injured, with looks of horror on their faces.
At the same time, Luo Xiu's figure flew out, using his tyrannical body to strengthen Luo Fa, and he was no match for him in terms of strength.
In mid-air, Luo Xiu stepped forward. When he landed on the ground, he still slid backwards for more than ten meters before he stabilized his body.
With his physical body and Luo Fa's strength, the power of one punch is equivalent to an attack without any later stages.
As a result, he was still crushed by the opponent.
"I ask myself that I have no grudge against you, so why did you attack me for no reason?" Luo Xiu's face was gloomy, and he stared at the other person and asked.
He could feel that when the young man in purple took action, he had the intention of killing him.
Generally speaking, for a person who wants to kill him, Luo Xiu will not talk nonsense at all and will directly treat him in his own way.
But since the other party also has Tai as his surname, he must figure out the reason behind this.
Luo Xiu even suspected that all this might be related to his father Taiyu.
"A mere Saint of the highest rank can actually block one of my palms without dying. It seems that you, a guy of low blood, still have some ability."
The young man in purple looked cold and said: "As for the reason why I took action against you, it is also very simple, because there was once a descendant of the same bloodline who came out of the Jingtian Realm and almost killed my father and had a grudge against me!"
"Who is this person you are talking about?" Luo Xiu's heart moved.
"His name is Taiyu! Although I don't know what your relationship is with Taiyu, but since you are also from the Jingtian Realm, I will not let you live!"
While talking, the young man in purple took action again. It seemed that he really wanted to put Luo Xiu to death.
This made Luo Xiu's heart also surge with murderous intent.
Since this person has a grudge against his father, then as a son, he should eradicate him!
Just when Luo Xiu was about to take action with all his strength, a voice suddenly came from high in the sky.
"Stop it all!"
As the sound came, a vast coercion also came.
Under this coercion, both the young man in purple and Luo Xiu felt as if they were carrying a hundred thousand mountains on their backs. Every inch of flesh and blood in their bodies became weightless, and they could not even move a little finger.
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Demonstration level pressure!
Luo Xiu's heart moved, and soon he saw two figures falling from the sky.
Luo Xiu was naturally familiar with his figure. It was the steward from the Land of the Strong, with a refined smile on his face.
The other person was a young monk dressed in white, and the voice just now also came from this person.
"Uncle Feng, this person carries the aura of my Tai clan's soldier-level bloodline."
Under the pressure of a Taoist-level powerhouse, the young man in purple did not dare to make a mistake, but the murderous intention staring at Luo Xiu did not diminish at all.
Hearing this, the monk in white frowned slightly, and immediately his eyes fell on Luo Xiu.
He is a Taoist-level being, so he didn't pay attention to Luo Xiu at first. Now that he focused on his body, he naturally sensed the aura of his body that came from the same source.
"It is indeed the blood of our clan!"
The monk in white nodded, then looked at Luo Xiu and asked, "What is the relationship between you and Taiyu?"
As soon as these words came out, all eyes immediately fell on Luo Xiu.
The manager of the land of strong men and Wen Renshan also had expressions of astonishment on their faces.
Because before this, they had no idea that Luo Xiu was actually from the Tai clan.
At the same time, the manager finally understood why Luo Xiu wanted to inquire about Tai Yu's whereabouts. It was obvious that the relationship between them was definitely unusual.
When Luo Xiu heard the other party's question, his eyes shrank.
Because he didn't know whether the other party and his father were enemies or friends...