Martial Dao Great Emperor

In the Star Sea Realm, any force that has a powerful Martial Emperor sitting there can be called a holy land.

But holy lands are also divided into different levels, including lower-grade holy lands, middle-grade holy lands, high-grade holy lands, and eternal holy lands.

A low-grade holy land with one to three Martial Emperors sitting there.

A mid-grade holy land must be guarded by a powerful person who has reached the late stage of Martial Emperor or above, and the number of Martial Emperors is between four and six. It is a mid-grade holy land.

As for the high-grade holy land, there must be a titled Martial Emperor sitting in charge, or a strong man who has surpassed the Martial Emperor and reached the realm of eternity, and the number of Martial Emperors must reach ten.

As for the Eternal Holy Land, it is said that there must be more than three eternal powerful men, and the number of Martial Emperors under his command exceeds ten.

For example, in the Xuanmen Holy Land where Lu Shuiqing was born, there was only one strong man from the early stage of Emperor Wu sitting in the sect, and it was only the lowest holy land.

As for the Blood Moon Holy Land in the Western Region, there are three Martial Emperors sitting there. Although it is not a middle-grade Holy Land, it is already among the top ranks among the lower-grade Holy Lands.

For example, the four holy places in the Northern Blood Land, the Holy Land of the Extreme Sword and the City of Buddha, are also ordinary low-grade holy places. The King of Martial who came to participate in the battle of kingship has the highest cultivation level of the eighth level.

The Blood Moon Holy Land dispatched three ninth-level Martial Kings at once. This is the gap between their background and strength.

puff!

In just a moment, Lu Shuiqing was killed on the spot without any need for the three people from the ninth level of the Martial King to take action, while the woman was restrained by several people while screaming, and her cultivation was banned on the spot.

"Three senior brothers..."

These people from the Blood Moon Holy Land did not act rashly, but turned their attention to the three ninth-level Martial Kings leading them.

"This woman is pretty good-looking, but I'm not interested." A man in the ninth level of the Martial King laughed loudly.

"You guys go ahead and play. I heard that there is a little girl in the Buddha City in the Northern Blood Land who is naturally charming. She is so tall that she is called a troublemaker."

The other two Martial King Ninth Level were also not interested, and seemed to have higher standards.

"Hey, the three senior brothers don't like it, so the brothers went to vent their anger first."

The remaining group of people all showed evil smiles, and then they started punching each other in groups, whoever came first came first.

The good-looking woman's face was pale, her cultivation was banned, and she couldn't resist at all. She was touched and touched by several people from the Blood Moon Holy Land around her. She was so embarrassed and angry that she couldn't help but bite her red lips with blood.

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After reaching the second level of King Martial Arts, Luo Xiu's cultivation resources were temporarily exhausted. The third diagram of the original law is profound and difficult to understand. So far, he has only scratched the surface of it, and it is difficult to make progress.

Without the training resources, there is no point in continuing to practice. To be honest, Luo Xiu has no confidence in his progress in cultivation.

He estimated that if he wanted to have the strength to compete with the old monster of the Martial Emperor, his cultivation level should at least reach the middle stage of the Martial Lord.

And he has not even reached the middle stage of Martial King. If he wants to advance to the middle stage of Martial King, he will need a huge amount of resources. He estimates that even the ancient holy land may not be able to support him.

And even if he can afford it, no force is willing to waste resources on him, because the resources to train him to the realm of Martial Lord are enough to train several Martial Lords.

Walking out of the wooden house, Luo Xiu waved his hand to disperse the surrounding formations. During the more than a month of his retreat, no one disturbed him.

"I wonder if anyone has found a way to get a ban in the secret realm."

While thinking about it, Luo Xiu flew into the air and turned into a shadow of a blue dragon, flying among the clouds and mist.

There are many monsters in this king's secret realm, whether on the ground or in the air. With Luo Xiu's current strength, except for the monsters that have reached the sixth level and are comparable to the Martial Lord, ordinary monsters no longer pose any threat to him.

The sense of life spreads. As soon as he finds traces of sixth-order monsters, Luo Xiu will deliberately avoid them. In this way, flying in the air will be safe.

At the end of the long bridge across the surging river, a dozen people from Buddha City were surrounded by a group of guys from the Blood Moon Holy Land.

"Haha, you really can't find anything without trying to find a place, it doesn't take any effort at all!"

Among the three ninth-level Martial Kings in the Blood Moon Holy Land, the guy who had long coveted Hu Qingqing couldn't help laughing.

Not far from the bridge, there was a female corpse lying with her clothes stripped off and her body covered in scars. Her eyes were round and full of fear, anger, unwillingness, and resentment...

On the other side, three people from the Blood Moon Holy Land were abusing another woman. After the last one finished, he lifted up his pants, then raised his hand and cut off the woman's head with a knife.

Everyone in Pagoda City felt a creepy feeling when they saw this scene. Some people who were in an unstable mood even felt their calves trembling uncontrollably.

"Damn it, why did we meet these perverted murderers from the Blood Moon Holy Land..."

Gu Peng, who had the highest level of cultivation in Buddha City, took a deep breath. He could only think about such words in his heart, but he did not dare to say them out.

"Dear friends, we are disciples of the Buddha City in the Northern Blood Land. The city lord has been on good terms with the Holy Lord of the Blood Moon for a long time. For the sake of my city lord, how about letting us go?"

Gu Peng knew very well that these guys from the Blood Moon Holy Land were very strong, and the people on his side were definitely no match. As a descendant of the Holy Land, he naturally restrained his arrogance and could only say some flattering words.

"Stop talking such useless nonsense. No one can know what happened in the secret realm of King Feng. I, He Wujiang, will kill you all, and even you in Futu City can't say a word."

On the Blood Moon Holy Land side, a Martial King named He Wujiang said with a sneer.

When Gu Peng heard these words, his mood suddenly sank, and the slightly flattering smile on his face faded, and he said in a deep voice: "Then what are you going to do to let us go? Although you have three Martial Kings at the ninth level, but we really want to fight , we disciples in Buddha City are not vegetarians either.”

When He Wujiang heard this, a look of disdain appeared on his face, "You disciples in Buddha City have powerful treasures around you, don't we in Blood Moon Holy Land have those? Besides, the foundation of Buddha City is not as good as our Blood Moon Holy Land. Believe it or not, even if you show all your trump cards, no one can escape?"

As soon as He Wujiang said this, many Blood Moon Holy Land disciples surrounding him released their majestic murderous intent, rendering the nearby space a blood-red color.

Blood Moon Holy Land is a sect that practices the way of killing. According to their inheritance, the more killings, the stronger the strength. When Luo Xiu broke through the King of Martial and obtained the gift of the original law, there was a unique martial skill that could kill oneself and become the emperor. The secret skill of Blood Moon Holy Land!

It's just that this kind of secret skill is a core inheritance, and it is difficult for ordinary people to obtain the qualifications to practice it. Although these disciples of the King of Martial Arts cannot learn the secret skill, the skills and martial arts practiced in the Holy Land are also the top killing skills. Secret method.

People who practice the way of killing are the best in their own realm in terms of combat prowess. What's more, there are three ninth-level Martial Kings in the Blood Moon Holy Land, who have an overwhelming advantage.

"Qiang! Qiang! Qiang!..."

While these people in the Blood Moon Holy Land released their murderous intent, everyone in the Pagoda City was in a trembling mood. They showed off their weapons one after another, and the light of true energy bloomed around them.

However, the people from the Blood Moon Holy Land did not take action directly. He Wujiang glanced at the veiled Hu Qingqing with a smile, and sneered: "Twelve of you, keep your storage rings and soldiers, and I will I’ll let you go this time.”

After hearing this, Gu Peng's expression changed. If he could really avoid conflicts with the people of the Blood Moon Holy Land and hand over the storage ring and soldiers, he would be able to endure it.

After all, no treasure is more important than your own life.

But Gu Peng is not a fool. He also knows one thing very well, that is, if the storage rings and soldiers are handed over, then the people in Futu City will really be like fish on the chopping board, ready to be slaughtered. The power to resist is gone.

"Senior Brother Gu, don't listen to them." Hu Qingqing whispered.

The other disciples of Buddha City also looked at Gu Peng.

"What are you waiting for? I will give you three breaths. If you don't hand over your things, I will take action!" He Wujiang shouted impatiently.

While speaking, He Wujiang communicated with the two people around him who were also at the ninth level of the Martial King: "Regardless of whether they will hand over the things or not, these guys will be destroyed in a while. As for the woman who enjoys it first, it depends on who How about killing more people?”

"Hey, that's a good idea." Neither He Wujiang's two companions had any objections to this proposal.

"I heard that this Hu Qingqing has the body of a demon. The first male cultivator who has sex with her can gain a trace of pure demon power and his cultivation level will greatly increase. Moreover, it is said that the body of the demon is also one of the best cauldrons. Long-term dual cultivation, The advancement of cultivation will be rapid."

When He Wujiang and the three of them thought of this, their eyes shone with light.

After reaching the Martial King realm, every breakthrough is difficult. Especially for those who have reached the 9th level of the Martial King, it is even more difficult to cross the threshold and step into the Martial King realm.

The Yuan Yin of the Demonic Body is undoubtedly a good opportunity. Maybe it is possible to take this opportunity to leap into the realm of the Martial Lord!

Once one can reach the realm of King Wu, King Wu's original lifespan of 1,200 years will reach two thousand years, giving him more time to pursue a higher realm of martial arts.

The time of three breaths comes in an instant.

The people in Buddha City did not obediently hand over the storage rings and soldiers. Instead, the aura of true energy spread around their bodies, and they were fully alert and ready.

He Wujiang's face darkened, "If you don't eat the toast, you'll be fined with wine, so do it!"

Following He Wujiang's order, many disciples from the Blood Moon Holy Land around them rushed forward in a swarm with fierce gleams in their eyes.

"Let's all fight together. How many can escape?"

Gu Peng shouted loudly, and a sword appeared in his hand, creating a dense rain of golden knives.

"puff!"

The blood light bloomed, and a disciple of the seventh level of the Martial King of the Blood Moon Holy Land had his arm cut off by Gu Peng's sword, and his body flew backwards.

"Good boy, you have a chance."

He Wujiang narrowed his eyes slightly, and in a flash, he appeared in front of Gu Peng. The ferocious murderous aura bloomed in his body, turning into a bloody shadow and striking at Gu Peng fiercely.

Condensing the murderous aura into a phantom of the Great Seal, this is obviously a martial art of killing.

Although Gu Peng's strength was strong, his cultivation was ultimately weaker than that of He Wujiang. Facing this blow, he did not dare to be careless at all. The sword in his hand emitted golden light and struck at the phantom of the big seal.

boom!

The violent fluctuations of true energy vibrated the surrounding air with explosive sounds.

Gu Peng chopped the phantom of the big seal into pieces with a knife, then raised his hand and crushed a talisman, releasing a golden light.

"Sixth level attack talisman?"

He Wujiang's expression changed. He didn't expect that Gu Peng would use the treasure as soon as he came up.

As he retreated rapidly, he also crushed a talisman, and a bloody light curtain lit up, protecting his whole body.

He Wujiang naturally used the sixth-level defensive talisman. In this way, he could not be afraid of the power of the sixth-level offensive talisman. He reached out and grabbed a bloody halberd in his hand and rushed forward.

In just a dozen breaths, Gu Peng was blown away, blood spurted out of his mouth, and a scar on his right chest was bleeding.

Although there is only a small difference between the eighth level and the ninth level of the Martial King, the gap in strength is huge.

Gu Peng knew that he was no match for He Wujiang, and besides, there were two strong men at the ninth level of the Martial King who were eyeing him. If he was besieged, he would definitely die.

Thinking about this, Gu Peng gritted his teeth, reached out and crushed a talisman again, and his body turned into a stream of light and quickly rushed towards the sky.

"Want to escape?"

He Wujiang sneered, stamped his feet on the ground, and rushed forward, but Gu Peng's speed was extremely fast, and he disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

"Damn it, the sixth level wind control talisman?"

He Wujiang's expression changed slightly. Although he also had a sixth-level wind-controlling talisman, he was reluctant to use this treasure unless necessary. After all, even for a heir from the Holy Land, high-level treasures could not be obtained casually. .

"Hmph, you are lucky, so you can escape, as long as Hu Qingqing doesn't escape."

He Wujiang's gaze turned to the beleaguered Hu Qingqing, his eyes scrutinizing the graceful and agile figure unscrupulously.