Holy Emperor Jiuxiao

They are both in the early stage of the Nascent Soul, but the distance between the ordinary early stage and the early stage peak monks is not a little bit. Seeing the burning aura all over the sky, Lu Ziming's face showed horror.

In front of Huolong, he naturally knew that Hong Jiucheng was going to kill him, and the battle between Tianji Sacred Palace and Jiuxiaomeng had reached a fever pitch.

"Hong Jiucheng, if you want to kill this deity, don't even think about it."

Lu Ziming's heart was ruthless, since he couldn't get away, even if he lost, he would have to take a back, Hong Jiucheng wouldn't let it be so easy.

A Nascent Soul cultivator, even if he can't beat him, will make a way to die together.

During that time, Lu Ziming's whole body's mana circulated, his whole face turned fiery red, traces of blood dripped out, his appearance was extremely terrifying, and his opponent Hong Jiucheng also felt a burst of fear.

"If you want to blow yourself up, it's not that simple, hum!"

The two Nascent Soul stage monks who were fighting in the distance also noticed the situation here. One was at the peak of the early stage of the Nascent Soul, but the one speaking was a super master in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul.

After finishing speaking, he ignored the attack of the early-stage cultivator at all, and with a wave of one hand, a blue light curtain shook the early-stage cultivator back, and with a sway of his body, he came in front of Lu Ziming in an instant.

"Ice trick, freezing the world!"

When he came to Lu Ziming, he didn't hesitate at all. He kept waving his hands, and the air dropped sharply. In an instant, it was like the twelfth lunar month between the sky and the earth, and dark blue ice quickly appeared on the ground.

Within a ten-mile radius of a glacier, inside the glacier, the feeling of sluggishness continued to deepen, and finally the air almost froze.

"Awe-inspiring spirit."

Lu Ziming was terrified in his heart. The distance between the early and middle stages of Nascent Soul was so far away, like the distance between the Golden Core Stage and the Nascent Soul Stage.

In the glacier, the magic power of the whole body is constantly being suppressed, and if this continues, even if it is self-destruct, it will be impossible.

When he was in despair, the magic power in his whole body was suddenly reversed, relying on the reversed magic power to increase the speed of the exercise several times, trying to explode before he was suppressed.

A monk will not blew himself up unless it is absolutely necessary. Self-detonation means disappearing between heaven and earth forever, and even reincarnation is impossible.

However, he couldn't help trembling when he thought that if he was defeated by the opponent, he would end up with his soul and soul, not to mention that the monks in the Nascent Soul stage would probably disappear if they fell into the opponent's hands.

When the awe-inspiring aura is displayed, the kung fu moves at an extremely fast speed, and suddenly, a shocking aura rises into the sky, almost breaking through the confinement of the glacier.

"Sure enough."

Luo Yunming at the middle stage of the Nascent Soul was startled. The monks at the Nascent Soul stage were so powerful that they single-mindedly committed suicide.

Although he has never seen the self-detonation power of a monk in the Nascent Soul stage, he has also heard that if Lu Ziming blew himself up at such a small distance, he would lose half his life, let alone the middle stage, even in the late stage.

After the other two Nascent Soul stage monks switched opponents, they all stopped when they saw that Lu Ziming was about to explode, and they were horrified, even though Tianji Sacred Palace and Jiuxiao League fought.

But they who have reached the Nascent Soul Stage would not want to die so much. It would be too wronged if they were affected by the self-explosion and died.

Hong Jiucheng and Zhang Xiaotian watched Lu Ziming and Luo Yunming's fight from a distance, their hearts turned suddenly, and they didn't know whether to run away or continue the fight.

As for the other three Golden Core stage monks who were not damaged, they had long been imprisoned by the glacier. Among the three huge transparent ice sculptures, all three were terrified, and the mana in their bodies was circulating, which could withstand the icy cold outside. .

"Whoosh."

"Pfft."

The imprisoning power of the frozen world could not suppress Lu Ziming's self-explosion. Luo Yunming was very surprised, and there was a trace of regret on his face.

Immediately with a movement of consciousness, a blue bead appeared in front of him strangely, and then flicked with one hand, the bead shot towards Lu Ziming quickly.

Where the beads passed, the coldness in the air was several times thicker, and the two Nascent Soul stage monks were gradually imprisoned.

In an instant, the beads came to the sky above Lu Ziming. When Lu Ziming saw the appearance of the beads, he seemed to recognize the origin of the beads, and he was terrified.

There was a look of despair in his eyes. If he had succeeded in self-explosion just now, he could at least pull a few people to his back, but the appearance of the beads had already made his plan come to nothing.

Sure enough, a blue ray of light emanated from the bead, and the ray of light shone down on Lu Ziming below in a substantial way. In front of the blue light, the breath on Lu Ziming's body weakened rapidly.

At the same time that Lu Ziming's aura weakened, the beads were also consumed rapidly. In a moment, the beads disappeared, and Lu Ziming fell to the ground powerlessly.

"Hmph, wasting a God Extinguishing Orb on my part."

When Luo Yunming saw Lu Ziming lying on the ground, he didn't need to look to know that Lu Ziming was damaged. In front of the Mie Shenzhu, not to mention an early-stage monk, even a mid-late stage monk would have to shed a layer of skin if he didn't die.

Lu Ziming's self-explosion was stopped, and he lost his life in the end.

Reversing the self-destruction technique itself is an act of suicide. No matter whether the self-destruction is successful or not, the cultivator who performs the self-destruction will suffer.

Although Lu Ziming in the Nascent Soul stage was powerful, he used self-detonation to reverse his mana, and was suppressed by Luo Yunming's frozen world, and finally he was killed strangely by the Mie Shenzhu. loss.

After Lu Ziming's loss, the whole scene fell silent. Luo Yunming's three Jindan stage monks and another monk who was at the peak of the Nascent Soul Stage took a look.

The three Jindan stage monks and one Nascent Soul stage cultivator were all desperate. Lu Ziming was about to blow himself up, and they were all ready to use the most powerful defense to resist, hoping to survive.

But now that Lu Ziming didn't blew himself up successfully, but lost instead, Luo Yunming naturally wouldn't let himself and the others go.

Losing one's soul is already a happy thing, but one is worried about being caught and having one's soul confiscated. What a monk fears most is concentrating one's soul.

"Do you want the deity to do it, or do it yourself!"

Luo Yunming glanced disdainfully at another monk who was at the peak of the early stage of Nascent Soul, and said in a cold voice that the monks at the peak of the early stage were completely vulnerable to him in the middle stage.

This time I wasted a God Extinguishing Orb, and I was angry in my heart. Things like the Extinguishing God Orb were also obtained from the Ancient Cave Mansion. If one is wasted, one will be lost.

"Hmph, get off!"

Just finished speaking, waiting for a few monks to choose. At this moment, there was a slight fluctuation in the space. If I hadn't been in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, and had controlled the space to the extreme, I really couldn't find someone hiding nearby. .

Looking into the void, the expression on his face was extremely strange. His main skill is the ice system, and what kind of auxiliary skill is the space system.

Although it is only a mid-term monk who controls the space system, even if he meets a late-stage monk, he can still fight, and if he can't beat him, he can easily leave.

In the Nine Heavens Sea Territory, there are countless masters, but Luo Yunming's reputation is not small, even the average late stage monks are slightly inferior.

But in front of his own strengths, there was someone who had been hiding for so long before being discovered by him. He found it along with the fluctuations. This hidden cultivator was only a mid-term golden core cultivation base.

It was this monk's cultivation that made him feel weird. It would be okay for a monk of the Nascent Soul stage, but he was puzzled by the fact that the monk of the Jindan stage could hide in front of him for so long.

After hearing Luo Yunming's shout, several other cultivators looked at the sky, several cultivators from the Nine Heavens League held a glimmer of hope, at least the ones who came were not cultivators from Tianji Sacred Palace.

Luo Yunming would not be so rude if it was the monks of Tianji Sacred Palace, except for the monks of Tianji Sacred Palace, no matter where they came from, there would be some changes.

But after seeing the person coming, several monks were extremely disappointed, but one of the Jindan stage monks showed a glimmer of hope on his face.

"Hmph, your Excellency is really domineering, what do you intend to do when I pass by here?"

A young monk in blue flashed his body and appeared on the ground strangely. Facing the Shili Glacier, he didn't feel a little bit, and glanced at the few monks around him indifferently.Finally, he fixed his eyes on Luo Yunming.

That's right, this young monk in blue is Yun Chen after killing the sixth-order Phantom Sound Beast. After two months, he finally came to the sea area near Fengyun City.

Because he found out that there is a place with strong Yin Qi not far from Fengyu City, which is just right for Mingyue to make a breakthrough.

I didn't expect to encounter these monks fighting when I was about to reach Fengyan City. Seeing the strength of these monks, I didn't worry about it, so I didn't take a detour, but hid.

Relying on the concealment effect and concealment technique of the Lost Orb, even a late-stage cultivator might not be able to find it easily, but at the end of the war, he was called out by this Nascent Soul mid-stage cultivator.

After being called Po, he was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that there are many wonders in the world of cultivation. This middle-stage cultivator has the God Destroyer Orb, and maybe there is also a treasure that can see through the deeds.

The God Extinguishing Orb has already made him interested, but it is only an interest. Before he is sure, he is not willing to easily confront the monks in the middle stage of Nascent Soul.

Now that he has been called broken, he has no choice but to bite the bullet and come out. As long as he is careful, this monk in the middle stage of Nascent Soul may not be able to keep himself.

"Junior, are you courting death?"

Several monks were shocked. A mid-Gold Core cultivator dared to speak to a Nascent Soul cultivator. He must either have a strong background or be a lunatic.

Luo Yunming was also stunned for a moment. In the Nine Heavens Sea Territory, there are countless super masters. Maybe this junior is the descendant of that super master who came out to practice.

Although he is a monk in the middle stage of Yuanying, he has a little reputation in the Nine Heavens Sea, but he is nothing in front of those top masters.

"Hmph, junior? Is the middle stage of the Nascent Soul really amazing, ignorance!"

Yunchen looked at Luo Yunming, who was hundreds of feet away, with disdain in his eyes. He hated people who used realm to suppress him the most, and often used realm to deal with his monks, and they were all lost.

This Nascent Soul mid-stage cultivator would have been a little afraid if he hadn't reached the mid-Golden Core stage a while ago, but now that he has reached the mid-Golden Core stage, he still has a few top-level treasures.

Even if he can't beat him, he can escape. There is no need to be polite to this mid-Yuanying cultivator. Big fists are the last word in the cultivation world.