Chapter 1059

The biggest difficulty in crossing the dead lake lies in this place. The number of dead spirits on the altar is astonishing. What's more, each of these dead spirits has the strength above the ninth class gods and demons, and even some of them have strong breath that is comparable to the level of the ninth class God King.

Turning around to see this scene, Xu Shengjie's face suddenly changed, his face slightly pale.

"Roar!"

The dead on the altar roared and immediately killed the black one.

"Kill!"

Xu Shengjie raised his hand, and the sword and magic weapon flew out. No matter whether it was a magic sword or a magic sword, it was the grade of the ninth grade divine king's instrument, with infinite power.

In the face of this situation, even Luo Xiu did not dare to trust the big, holding the plough Sky Sword in his hand, and strode in the air and rushed forward.

"Boom

On the altar, a dead spirit of the ninth class King level suddenly made a move. Xu Shengjie's swords and soldiers cut into the palm of this dead spirit's big hand, but only a few sparks burst out.

The big hands of the God King and the dead are humming and shaking. When they turn over their hands, they shake the swords and swords out of the sky. Then the big hands tear the void and grab them towards Xu Shengjie.

"God King!"

Xu Shengjie's eyes are wide and round. His talent is absolutely incomparable, but he can't compete with the ninth class God with the cultivation of eighth class gods and demons.

Besides, there are not one or two king level dead spirits on the altar, at least a dozen or more!

"Kill the sky!"

Luo Xiu held the plough sky sword. The light of the sword crossed the sky and collided with the big hand of the God King.

"Let's go!"

Luo Xiu took a look at Xu Shengjie, who was stunned. Without saying a word, Luo Xiu turned into a hiding light and flew to the other side of the dead lake.

Xu Shengjie also reflected that in the face of this situation, not running fast can only be a dead end.

However, these dead spirits on the altar could not let them escape easily. One of them, who had the power of king of God, bravely launched his hand. The air of death was surging in the sky, which covered their bodies.

Although these dead spirits don't know how to use their magic skills, the stillness in their bodies is amazing. Moreover, they are in the dead lake, and their strength has been blessed. It can be said that even if a real ninth class God comes, they can only give up.

"Hum!"

Xu Shengjie sacrificed a divine bell. The sound of the bell vibrated and transmitted ripples to defend the attack of the dead on the altar.

Luo Xiu also offered a sacrifice to Zixiao refining furnace. When they joined hands, they were also attacked by those King level dead spirits, and their blood was rolling.

However, even though the cultivation strength of the two of them was comparable to that of the ninth class gods and demons, under the siege of a dozen or more King level dead spirits, they were gradually unable to support.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!... "

Under the pressure of a big black hand, there are still a lot of stillness. Luo Xiu and Xu Shengjie are completely beaten and have no strength to fight back. They can't even take out the chance to use the escape skill to fly away.

"Brother Luo, what should I do?" Xu Shengjie asked Luo Xiu.

"You can only run separately. In this way, the attacks of these dead spirits will be scattered, and you and I will have a chance to escape." Said Lucius.

"Good!"

As for Luo Xiu's proposal, Xu Shengjie agreed without hesitation. He was able to grow to the point he is today, and he is not a pure God. He has experienced many hardships of life and death. It is very clear that in the current situation, separate escape is the most correct choice.

As soon as the voice dropped, Luo Xiu moved the purple sky furnace on his head to the left, while Xu Shengjie urged the divine bell to move to the right.

Sure enough, the wisdom of many dead spirits is not high, and the attack is scattered instantly, but most of the dead spirits at the king level are attacking Luoxiu.

"Your uncle

Seeing this situation, even Luoxiu could not help but burst out a rude remark.

"Ha ha, thank you, brother Luo. I'll go first." Xu Shengjie is overjoyed, seizing the opportunity to catch up with the tight body and escape with the fastest speed.

Seeing Xu Shengjie's escape light getting further and further away, Luo Xiu's eyes twinkled with fierce light.

"Boom

The stele of Qingtian God flies out of his eyebrows and blocks all the attacks with the power of the most precious treasure in heaven.

"Hum!"

Each array of talismans blooms with bright light. The ninety-nine array symbols are like a butterfly flying around Luo Xiu's body. Under the operation of the magic power of emptiness, all kinds of dead Qi will disappear continuously when it comes to his body. The mysterious place is far better than Xu Shengjie's clean divine light.

"Suppress!"

Luoxiu's magic power surged wildly and urged the power of Qingtian God tablet to suppress those dead spirits on the altar.

At the same time, he ran in the air, holding the altar in his hands to raise the whole altar.

He had already seen that the altar was also a marvelous treasure, containing the majestic stillness and the breath of reincarnation. It had been kept by the dead lake for a long time, and it was not eroded by the years like the zhensha stele.It can be said that if this altar is used for refining, it can even be used to refine the level of deities of the ninth class!

"Roar! Roar! Roar!... "

Countless dead people roared and roared. Although many of them were King level dead spirits, they did not have the magic cultivation like martial arts. They could only rely on brute force and stillness, and could not break free from the suppression of Qingtian God stele for a moment and a half.

The power of the blue sky is endless. As long as Luoxiu's magic power can support it, these dead souls will not want to get rid of repression.

The weight of the altar was astonishing, and even with the brutality of the flesh, it was very difficult to hold it up.

When he pulled up the altar from the dead lake, all the dead spirits in the whole dead lake were disturbed!

At the same time, Luoxiu also felt that his magic power could not be maintained. After all, it was quite difficult for him to activate the level of Qingtian God stele.

Luoxiu originally wanted to put the altar of death into the storage ring. However, the treasure was of too high grade and its weight was too amazing. The space inside the ring could not bear. Once put into it, the space inside the ring would be crushed.

In this way, Luoxiu had to seal the altar of death and collect it to Meixin to know the sea. His sea awareness space is vast, and many important treasures are stored here.

Then he took back the Qingtian God stele and engraved his body's 33 speed array symbols, as well as the power of Wuxiang's evolution of space and speed. In a flash, his speed rose to the limit and disappeared in an instant.

The dead lake was boiling, and countless dead people roared out and chased after Luoxiu.

At the bottom of the dead lake, a dead soul who had been sleeping for a long time opened his scarlet eyes. His body was covered with scarlet armor. When his eyes opened, it was as if there was a terrifying killing intention.

"Who snatched the treasure of the dead lake and awakened the emperor from his deep sleep?"

This dead spirit's mouth utters human speech, is not like those ordinary dead spirits, has no wisdom to speak of.

He claimed to be his own emperor. His whole body breath is far more powerful than the ninth class God King. He is a nine class God Emperor level existence!

After crossing the dead lake and arriving at the opposite bank, Luo Xiu saw a bloody sword in front of him. The sword was like a bright red mountain, sending out a huge killing intention.

Around the bloody sword, there are many figures. Everyone is dressed in blood clothes. The killing opportunities gather together and tear the sky!

"Blood chazu?"

Luo Xiu's eyes narrowed slightly, and he also saw a familiar figure among the blood chazu people, the Tiansha Zhenjun!

At the moment, a group of Xuecha people are besieging a black dragon. The black dragon is huge, and its strength is almost equal to the ninth class God King.

Luo Xiu's eyes swept away. The real king of Tiansha was not the strongest one in the blood chazu. One of them was a woman who was dressed in bloody clothes and had a cold face. She actually had the accomplishments of a nine class God King level!

"Ha ha, brother Luo, did you cross over from the dead lake?"

Suddenly, a voice came into my ears, Luo xiuxun's reputation went, and then he saw Xu Shengjie flying from afar.

"What? Do you think I should fall into the dead lake Luo Xiu glanced at Xu Shengjie and said.

"This Brother Luo misunderstood, misunderstood... " Xu Shengjie waved his hand in a hurry. He felt guilty. After all, if it had not been for Luoxiu who attracted most of the king level dead spirits, he might not have been able to cross the center of the dead lake so easily.

At the same time, Xu Shengjie also saw those people of the Xuecha nationality, and his eyes fell on the head of the bloody woman, and said: "there are so many people coming this time of the Xuecha people. Even the God King level clan leaders are shocked."

Speaking of the blood chazu, Xu Shengjie said: "as far as I know, it has been at least ten million years since the leader of the blood chazu has cultivated to the level of the ninth class God King. However, she has been in seclusion for many years. This time, she even brought a large number of strong people in the clan to the happy land, so there must be a big plan!"

Luo Xiu nodded. The strong men who had reached the level of the ninth grade God King had little chance to move them. The God King of xuesha clan went out for a reason.

"It's the treasure of xuesha people. It's said that at its peak, it was the ninth class emperor's soldiers. But later it was said that they were damaged in a world shaking war, and the sword Spirit fell down, so it can only be equivalent to the level of the ninth class divine king's utensil." Xu Shengjie reaches out to the bloody sword which is completely transparent to the sky.

"Sword spirit falling?"

Luo Xiu's eyes narrowed slightly. The so-called sword spirit, that is, the weapon spirit of the bloody sword, can be regarded as the real magic weapon. Without the spirit, the power of the divine weapon will be greatly reduced. It is also normal that the sword spirit will fall from the ninth class imperial weapon to the ninth class divine king weapon.

Immediately, Luo Xiu's eyes fell on the black dragon besieged by the blood chazu. The king level black dragon was surrounded by the majestic vitality and stillness, which was much stronger than the five claw Golden Dragon he met in the paradise at the beginning.

The living creatures around the happy land are all assimilated by life, and then the dead in the dead lake are eroded by the dead gas. After crossing the dead lake, the living creatures here have the power of life and death at the same time."It seems that xuesha people want to kill the black dragon, and then refine the Black Dragon into the divine sword to make the black dragon the spirit of the sword. In this way, even though the sword can not be restored to the state of its heyday, it can at least reach the level of the ninth class divine emperor's utensil!"

Luo Xiu thought in his mind that if the head of the blood evil clan held the sword of the ninth class God Emperor, then in the realm of the ninth class God King, there would be almost no enemy.

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