Immortal Emperor's marriage

Chapter 638
The dark sky gradually brightened, and the dust in the sky also dissipated, and a figure in white clothes slowly emerged, still the same as before, without any change.

"Are you all right?!" Zuo Liang lost his voice in shock, unable to believe that the scene in front of him was real.

What he used was not an ordinary technique, but the supernatural power of the king of the Darkwing clan. He once buried a descendant of an ancient monster comparable to a king. It didn't hurt Luo Jiuxuan at all, which made it hard for him to accept.

Not only him, but also people from various forces in Qingyu felt incredible.

"Luo Jiuxuan took over the Dark Wing Clan's supernatural powers unscathed, his strength may have surpassed Zuo Liang's!"

Luo Jiuxuan stood calmly with his hands behind his back, and said indifferently: "If your strength is only at this level, I suggest that you return to retreat for a period of time, lest the prestige of the Dark Wing Clan be corrupted in your hands."

The supernatural power of Hei Yu's burial is actually not weak. Luo Jiuxuan has witnessed it once in the past. It was done by a king of the Dark Wing Clan. His power was more than ten times greater than Zuo Liang's. Everything is plunged into darkness, you can't see your fingers when you stretch out your hands, and you can't see the starry sky when you look up. It is a kind of darkness that is pure to the extreme!
The warship transformed into wings was even bigger, and its speed was even more extreme. When it crashed, it directly buried all the creatures within a radius of tens of thousands of miles, and none of them survived.

Compared with Zuo Liang, there is no comparison at all.

Of course, this is also due to Luo Jiuxuan's diligent cultivation. He has stepped into the realm of life and death, even though he is still in the body of the tripod heaven realm, but what he is practicing is the Great Heavenly Immortal Scripture, and in the boundless fairyland in his body, there is always It breeds fairy rhyme, nourishes the soul, and possesses the fairy light that protects the body.

If there is an attack, the protective celestial light will flow through the whole body, no matter inside or outside, there will be no wounds, no traces, and nothing will happen.

Therefore, if it wasn't for a truly destructive offensive, it would be difficult to hurt him at all.

But Zuo Liang obviously couldn't do this.

"You don't need to evaluate my strength, and I don't need to go back to retreat!" Luo Jiuxuan's calm tone made Zuo Liang annoyed, and he roared: "I don't have only one supernatural power, I don't believe it today. Can't kill you!"

The enraged Zuo Liang seemed to have lost his mind, his eyes gradually turned red, his hands formed a strange handprint, a black light gushed out from the soles of his feet and undulated all over his body, and his face was also covered with mysterious lines like earthworms , followed by a long whistle.

"Soul-suppressing chant!"

It was a very strange whistling sound, like the chirping of a night crow, the low moaning of a turtledove, and the roaring of a lynx, but the power contained in it was extremely majestic, with a feeling of invading the bone marrow and tearing the soul apart.

"Soul-suppressing chant!? This seems to be one of the magical powers of the Dark Wing Clan. It is even more powerful than Black Feather's Burial, and it is a little more weird. It can directly attack the monk's soul and suppress the soul until it dissipates. It is very scary."

People from various forces in Qingyu were once again startled by Zuo Liang's supernatural powers.

"It's boring."

Luo Jiuxuan shook his head slightly. Before the life and death realm, maybe Zuo Liang could fight him a few tricks, but today, no matter how powerful and powerful the other party is, he is far from his opponent.

The immortal light on his body was shining brightly, isolating the opponent's supernatural power, and immediately the spiritual consciousness gushed out from his brows, turning into a powerful attacking and killing technique, like a sword that could fight heaven and earth through the sky , inserted into Zuo Liang's chest, blood blossomed from the latter's chest, screamed, his body flew backwards, and nailed him to a cliff three thousand miles away, hanging in the air like a dead dog.

(End of this chapter)