"Kill, kill...?" Everyone present was shocked. They were beaten so badly by Jiang Xiu. Now even the old Pavilion Master has taken action. If he can't take it down again, the majestic Lingxi Pavilion will lose its face.
"Hahaha, finally killed!"
Someone jumped excitedly.
"It would be too easy for him to die like this."
Jiang Xiu was isolated in the void, with flashes of sword marks still remaining on his body, motionless, with only his long hair and clothes fluttering in the wind.
"Um???"
There was doubt in the eyes of the old pavilion master. Jiang Xiu had indeed pierced the divine body with his sword technique, but... why didn't he bleed? There was no reason why his body wouldn't bleed when it was cut open.
Even a very ancient divine body!
Jiang Xiu was still standing there. The wind in the sky was strong, making his long hair fly. A strange scene happened. Jiang Xiu, who was supposed to be dead, slowly raised his head.
"What, not dead!!!"
"You can't die like this?"
The people below all exclaimed, and the old pavilion master's face also changed drastically. The look of fear on his demonized face was dull, but it was so clearly visible.
"The old pavilion master's swordsmanship and cultivation should be at the top of the Immortal Kings. Come to think of it, you yourself probably haven't made a breakthrough for many years."
Jiang Xiu's voice came slowly, and now the old pavilion master really couldn't keep calm anymore, "You, you..." Not only was Jiang Xiu not dead, his tone of voice was still so relaxed. "how could it be possible!"
The old pavilion master couldn't figure it out. First, the soul attack was ineffective, and now the physical attack was also ineffective.
This, this... doesn't this mean that Jiang Luoxia cannot be killed! !
When this idea came to me, cold sweat broke out on my forehead.
It's strange for a demon to break into a cold sweat.
Suddenly, the old pavilion master thought of something and looked towards Jiang Xiu. There was a vague purple light flashing on Jiang Xiu's forehead, and on his body, there was a vague silver-gray Tianwen Talisman flashing, and He has become completely different, as if he is above the entire world.
When Jiang Xiu raised his head, and when the old pavilion master saw the unique purple mark on his forehead, he felt a strong sense of suffocation, and felt like someone was strangling his neck.
"God, God, God... Emperor!"
Others did not recognize the purple mark on Jiang Xiu's forehead, but how could the old master of Lingxi Pavilion, who knew the world, not know that this was the mark of the emperor.
"You actually advanced to the level of God Emperor?"
"No!!!"
Only at this moment did the old Pavilion Master understand why Jiang Xiu was so powerful, crushing him all the way, even facing himself, no matter how hard he attacked, he couldn't be killed.
Because he is the God Emperor. According to the records of Lingxi Pavilion, only the emperor class can kill them. Other than that, there is no power that can kill them.
"What, God Emperor!!!"
Oops, this time it exploded, completely exploded.
Jiang Luoxia is the God Emperor
Countless people were stunned by the words of the old Pavilion Master. All the things that Lingxi Pavilion had experienced today were not as shocked as this news.
How many years ago, the emperor level actually appeared.
It is well known in Lingxi Pavilion that in order to become the God Emperor, the world's top geniuses will be recruited every thirty thousand years, and the purpose is to cultivate the God Emperor.
It can be described as painstaking! !
But God played a big joke on Lingxi Pavilion. There was no emperor-level person in Lingxi Pavilion, but the enemies of Lingxi Pavilion became emperor-level.
The entire void is under Jiang Xiu's control. He has inexhaustible power and is so powerful that he is a race higher than all of them.
It turned out that he had no real ability at all.
His long hair was still flying, he was extremely domineering and looked down upon the world. Countless spells condensed into a long knife. Suddenly the light swelled. He waved it gently and shouted in his mouth: "Let the Nine Mysteries fall and wash the sky, Qianqiu." Karma can be romantic even if it is not limited to a square inch."
"God Emperor, Jiang Luoxia!"
In an instant, in everyone's field of vision, nothing else could be seen, only the sword, and only Jiang Xiu's body. It was as if the ancient god who created the world came, spread out the world, and destroyed everything.
"The Immortals and the Hundreds of Immortals bow down, Tianxing sings!"
All time, space, aura, and magic seemed to be split in half under this sword.
"No!!"
Amidst the roar, this knife fell, and no matter how wildly you rolled it, it could not hurt me at all. If I waved the long knife lightly, the sky would surely fall apart.
boom!
The entire heaven and earth, mountains and rocks, cracked, and the heaven and earth collapsed.
Countless people died under this sword, in shock, in despair... Lingxi Pavilion, hundreds of thousands of disciples, fell apart.
"Ah!"
Countless screams resounded throughout Lingxi Pavilion.
Boom boom boom!
After the sword fell, the smoke in the sky flew up into the sky like a mushroom cloud. For a long time, it might be a minute, it might be a day, it might be a year, it seemed like a century had passed.
When the smoke cleared, the demon was killed directly in the old pavilion master's body, revealing his true appearance, a dying old man with white hair like weeds and a line of blood flowing downwards.
"Is this the emperor?"
The old pavilion master looked at Jiang Xiu in horror.
"The emperor's power is beyond your imagination." Jiang Xiu said calmly: "Although you have almost reached the king's limit, but you have not entered the emperor's world, you will never understand the martial arts."
Jiang Xiu's sword is not the best, at least it doesn't even have a sword soul. However, because he is the emperor, it is so powerful that it is truly unparalleled in the world.
"Old Pavilion Master, what should I do now?"
The old pavilion master's face turned blue and white.
Whether he is a king or a bandit, the God-Emperor is definitely not something he can fight against. Lingxi Pavilion claims to know everything about the world, but the funny thing is that it has formed a life-and-death feud with such a person.
Now, Jiang Luoxi has destroyed his Lingxi Pavilion, what a shame!
Looking around, thousands of miles around, the entire Lingxi Pavilion's reach had been wiped out by the sword he just struck, and the files that countless ancestors had collected on their phones were also destroyed at this moment.
Lingxi Pavilion exists in name only.
He looked at Jiang Xiu with shock, hatred, and anger in his eyes, but in the end these all turned into deep regret. It really matched Jiang Xiu's words. Since it had violated the original intention of the ancestor of Lingxi Pavilion, Then Lingxi Pavilion should not exist.
Jiang Xiu looked at him: "Now I give you two ways. One is to tell me the answer I want to know. What is the relationship between me and the goddess of the Western Zhou Dynasty? What kind of hatred have they formed? The other is to destroy the sect in Lingxi Pavilion!"
"Ha ha ha ha… "
The old pavilion master suddenly laughed, but the laughter sounded somewhat sad.
"Jiang Luoxia, do you think this is all for Lingxi Pavilion?"
"Do you think you can destroy Lingxi Pavilion by becoming the God Emperor?"
"you are way behind?"
The old pavilion master climbed up from the ground with difficulty: "You are the God Emperor. Hasn't our Lingxi Pavilion ever had a God Emperor? Of course there is, of course there is..."
As he spoke, he took out something and raised it high, like a talisman.
"Array up!"
Jiang Xiu frowned. It was not a talisman, but a ritual inscription.
The whole earth shook, and tiny visible brilliance rose up from the ground. It slowly rose up, bringing with it the gravel on the ground.
"What's this?"
Looking up, the colorful light curtain in the sky is forming a huge vortex. The cyclone slowly descends from the sky and exits its long tail.
It shrouded towards where they were.
"Um?"
At the same time, the entire world is changing, and mist is slowly emerging, integrating the power of various laws. "As the God Emperor, you should be able to feel this. Once it dies, nothing is immortal, even gods." The emperor will definitely die in it."
"The world-destroying curse!"
Jiang Xiu's eyebrows suddenly wrinkled, and he thought to himself that he had never heard of it before, but this power was definitely not something that the old Pavilion Master who was seriously injured could still display. It must be a treasure left by the ancestors of Lingxi Pavilion, and It was left behind by the emperor.
"Destroying Curse?"
The old pavilion master said: "Jiang Luoxia, although you are the God Emperor, it is a pity that you have not been able to make it known to the world. You must praise me in Lingxi Pavilion."
"Pity!"
"But this is the result of offending me, Lingxi Pavilion..."
The vast power is constantly coming down from the sky, like clouds pressing down on the top, rolling layer upon layer, carrying extremely terrifying pressure, as if the heaven and earth are about to reunite.
"Die, Jiang Luoxia!!"
The old pavilion master roared.