The Unbeatable Emperor
Chapter 146 The Strange Spirit

The intent of the death sword enveloping the front was unclear, and Luo Xiu followed the induction of this martial intent and moved forward.

The more we advance, the power of death martial arts will become increasingly clear and powerful The invisible power of martial arts makes people feel that their body and soul are on the verge of death.

Luo Xiu unleashed his sword killing intent to counter the death sword intent.At the same time, a second image of the original law of life and death appeared in his mind, and he grasped the mysteries of the wheel of life and death, especially mysteries that focus on the power of death.

Unconsciously, Luo Xiu was immersed in this selfless situation.

Long Ming was once a powerhouse comparable to a tier 9 Martial Emperor. Even though he fell into the Innate realm due to the secret method of killing his life, his territory still existed. Under this veil of death sword intent, he would not suffer from anything.

"This child is already immersed in a realm of selflessness and enlightenment, and has no defense at all from the outside world. Do you want to take the opportunity to kill him?"

Long Ming's eyeball turned around, and Luo Xiu was almost threatened by Luo Xiu in the Ten Thousand Demon Mystic Realm, and he was almost intimidated by him.

However, when he thought of the Divine Trace of Consciousness, Long Ming hesitated, because as soon as Luo Xiu died, the Divine Trace of Consciousness would explode.With the fragile Sea of Consciousness of his current innate rank, the Divine Trace of Consciousness would explode, it will collapse and die.

"Uncle Long, I only survived my second life after nine deaths. If I die like this, I'll really lose money." Long Ming hesitated.

At this moment, Long Ming sensed a faint wave of Shadowless Dragon fluctuations born with the power of space and was naturally extremely sharp in perception.

He saw a faint and towering ghost flying over, sensed the living Yang energy from Luo Xiu, and instantly rushed towards him crazily.

“Do you want to help?” Long Ming's eyes flickered. Although it was only born now, it was still easy to stop the god purification level ghosts.

But soon this idea was rejected by Long Ming, and he quietly said: "The best thing is that this ghost shatters the enlightenment of this child. If he is seriously injured by this, Long Ming will have more time to increase my strength. Able to rebel against guests, get rid of the control of his spiritual consciousness.

Thinking of this, Long Ming sneered, his figure hidden in the sky, ignoring the ghost pouncing on Luo Xiu.

Sudden realization was a dream for any martial artist.

Once in a state of enlightenment, one's entire mind would enter a vacuum state, and it would be easier to comprehend the mysteries in martial arts, and strength would expand greatly.

Luo Xiu was immersed in his current state of enlightenment. In his sea of consciousness, the death blade intent turned into a pitch-black war sword, and his own mind turned into a war sword. Swords constantly collided, sensing death blades from him. The essence of meaning.

Suddenly, he realized something in his heart, and his body moved instinctively, raising his hand to show.

This ordinary-looking finger, but containing the breath of death, made people feel as if they were facing a death crisis, they could not resist at all, if they were to fight back violently, he said, they would die with no place to die.

“This is the power of death martial arts?” Luo Xiu's feelings became increasingly clear in his heart.

Under the death martial intent, one would have the illusion of facing the despair of death.Feelings that came from the depths of the soul were unbearable, and there was no doubt that death would cause fear, fear, fear, and fear in the heart.It is difficult even half of the strength to display.

However, Luo Xiu did not know that what he was pointing at was the exact direction in which the ghost pounced towards him.

The death breath spread, the ghostly human face revealed boundless panic, and the illusory body instantly collapsed and disappeared without a trace.

"Mrs, is this okay?" Long Ming was stunned. "This kid is too charming. He had realized the mysteries of death martial arts so quickly?"

At this moment, Luo Xiu opened his eyes, just in time to see the scene where the ghost had fainted and disappeared.

He grabbed it with a probing hand, and dead flames rose between his palms and directly grabbed it towards Long Ming, who was integrated with the space on his shoulder.

Seeing this scene, Long Ming was startled, his first reaction was to move away, but suddenly felt a pain in the sea of consciousness, and the connection with the power of space was instantly severed.

"Suckers! Damn the trail of consciousness!"

Long Ming roared in his heart, knowing that Luo Xiu caused a trace of God consciousness, which made his soul ache.

When it was cut off from the power of space, its silver-white figure appeared, and Luo Xiu pinched its neck.

Under the burning Nether Death Flame, Long Ming cried out in pain.

After a while, Long Ming's cry became increasingly weak, like a silvery-white dead snake, held by Luo Xiu in his hand.

Luo Xiu expressionlessly, stared coldly at the shadowless dragon in his hand, revealing a fierce killing intent.

“I know it's wrong, don't burn it again, burn it again and you'll die!” Long Ming's shout was weak, and he was in pain to death under the burning of the Nether Death Flame.

“Do you know that you almost killed me now?” Luo Xiu sneered, and did not retract the flames of death between his palms.

"I will not dare anymore ..." Long Ming repeatedly begged for mercy.

“Other times, I will instantly trigger a trace of divine consciousness, and let your soul fly!” Luo Xiu gave a cold warning, before he threw Long Ming to the ground.

Long Ming slumped on the ground, silently cursing himself for provoking this evil star. If he had not sneaked into the Taixuan Gate 50,000 years ago to steal the mysterious stone, he would not have been depressed in the Ten Thousand Godly Demon Realm and his life was running out. Old dead in it.

"His strength is stronger than others. Uncle Long is now in the shallow waters of Long You, so let's hold this bad breath for now!"

"Uncle Long, I can bend and stretch my body. Let your stinking son be great first. Sooner or later there will be Uncle Long's day my turn."

Luo Xiu also knew that Long Ming was an ancient powerhouse, and it was because of the initial coercion he was willing to plant with a trace of divine consciousness to follow him.

However, Luo Xiu believed that as long as he was given enough time, sooner or later the arrogance possessed by the ancient dragon clan would be annihilated, Luo Xiu naturally would not allow this to happen.

“Do not pretend to die on the ground, this is the first and last time, understand?” Luo Xiu said coldly.

Long Ming hurriedly nodded, and after this lesson, he also knew clearly that this evil star was not easily provoked, and the miserable life he sent to others could only continue.

After comprehending the meaning of death martial arts, the death breath that spread here was naturally unable to cause the slightest hindrance to Luo Xiu.

This death blade intent has passed through at least 50,000 years and can still survive to this day, which suggests that its owner must be a great martial arts expert.

After walking through an area filled with death martial intent, a powerful yin aura flowed towards him, and this yin aura was extremely pure, and it was extremely pure, it made him feel that his cultivation base had faint signs of a breakthrough.

"You're protecting me."

Luo Xiu said to Long Ming, then sat down cross-legged and began to absorb and purify the pure Yin Qi here.

When refining this pure Yin Qi, the cultivation effect was completely different from that of Earth and Sky Qi.

Luo Xiu's cultivation base began to steadily increase, and it didn't take long for a stronger aura to spread from his body, and his cultivation base broke through to the sixth stage of God Refining.

"His mother, the enchanting bastard who killed him today has broken through again ..." Sensing the stronger True Yuan fluctuations in Luo Xiu's body, Long Ming suddenly lamented in his heart.

The higher Luo Xiu's cultivation base was, the more paths he would have to travel if he wanted to surpass the opponent and get rid of the traces of spiritual awareness.

Along with the increase in his cultivation level, as he had mastered the second martial intent, combining the death martial intent with the killing sword martial intent, Luo Xiu's divine consciousness had also been enhanced, as well, reaching the nine level realm of God cultivation.

All of this did not stop, Luo Xiu continued to absorb pure Yin Qi, and his cultivation still increased and then increased.

In his sea of thoughts and knowledge, Luo Xiu also practiced the "Deep Art of Soul Condensation", condensed into a sword form, like a series of illusory sword shadows, back and forth around the life and death beads.

After a long time, Luo Xiu lifted his hair and howled long, suddenly opening his eyes and standing up.

A tyrannical aura spread from the body, and a fierce aura of death and killing intent filled the surrounding space, making the shadowless dragon Longming, whose figure and space merged into one body, forced to appear.

"Buck, motherfucker, motherfucker! ..." Long Ming was shocked and furious. The stronger Luo Xiu was, the more annoyed he was.

Luo Xiu glanced at Long Ming with an indifferent gaze, this ancient shadowless dragon was much more honest after the lesson, and he did not make a few small moves as he practiced.

Sweeping his gaze around, Luo Xiu's consciousness sensed that the open ground where he was, surrounded by death martial arts, was only a small area where he was unaffected, and there was pure Yin Qi.

This pure Yin Qi seemed to be blocked by Death Martial Will, and it solidified here.

Luo Xiu realized after thinking for a moment, the open ground where he was was supposed to be the place where the master of Death Martial Intent had once practiced.

The pure Yin Qi was completely absorbed by him, and his cultivation level was raised to a small level, giving Luo Xiu a feeling that his intentions were still not finished.

Suddenly, Luo Xiu's gaze was fixed at a distance of over ten meters, the withered bones were sitting cross-legged, beside these withered bones, there was a ghost floating in the air.

But unlike other ghosts, this ghost does not lung at him, but rather floats in a dazed manner, sometimes raising illusory and vague arms and waving them several times.

Luo Xiu noticed this phantom movement, his pupils shrunk slightly, as the traces of the ghost's arms waved, there were mysterious signs of death martial intent.

Suddenly, this ghost seemed to have an induction, staring at Luo Xiu with a pair of godless eyes.

This ghost looked very different, it was a ghost that seemed to have self-awareness.

In general, ghosts that can give birth to self-awareness must at least reach a ghost level equivalent to the Wujun realm in Wuxiu.

As for the ghost that Luo Xiu saw, the aura fluctuation in his body was only the seventh level of God purification, which was far from the realm of ghost kings.

“Who are you?” Waves of divine consciousness spread into Luo Xiu's perception.

Luo Xiu looked at the strange ghost, and said lightly: "I'm Luo Xiu, who are you?"

“Who am I?” The ghost was confused, his eyes were blunt, and he seemed to be thinking seriously about who he was.

Luo Xiu looked at Long Ming and asked, "When I practiced just now, did this ghost stay there the entire time?"

"Yes, this ghost must have a strong obsession before death, so even if he turns into a ghost in a very gloomy place after death, his obsession will still be maintained."

Long Ming said, "There was a legend in ancient times that the obsession of some martial arts experts could pass through the cycle of reincarnation and would not disappear after a hundred reincarnations."

“Disperseverance?” Luo Xiu's heart moved slightly, remembering that the reincarnation spirit said that the special feeling he had when facing Yan Xiruo was a kind of obsession.

He looked at the ghost who was still thinking about who he was, what was his obsession?