All realms start from the emperor

Chapter 112 Luo Huan and Ling
The original northern capital of Beizhou, Fengmo City, has become the lair of the demon clan.

Now the sky is full of ghosts, and the river of blood is flowing.

Not a trace of humanity.

City Lord's Mansion

"Master Xuetian, nearly half of the blood clan has awakened, and now the three clans have the most."

Xue Wubian half-kneeled in front of the hall, very respectful.

You know, opposite him is the supreme blood patriarch, Xue Tian.

In the Middle Ages, he was a famous god.

"Ghost Ji has already brought someone to Dongzhou to test the depth."

Ghost Greed also reported.

The phantom of Xuetian shrouded the hall, filled with a faint coercion.

"Luo Huan, your cultivation has recovered by a few percent."

Xu Ying asked faintly.

Standing on the main hall, Luo Huan, who bowed slightly, replied with a stern expression: "Sir Xuetian, it's almost [-]%."

"Well, as the No.1 of the Raksha clan in the middle ages, the former Yuanhui-level genius is now at a different height than before. You must break through to the Great Emperor as soon as possible."

Xuetian Xuying rarely let out a sigh of emotion.

"It's a pity that your sister disappeared after waking up. She is extremely resourceful. If it is used by my blood clan, it will be a good thing."

Hearing Xue Tian's words, Luo Huan's stern face showed a wave of fluctuation.

All his life he had no fear.

On the battlefield, fight to the death with Tiangong, fearless of death, and fight against millions of generals alone.

Fighting among the clans, destroying hundreds of cities overnight, destroying several clans, and establishing the name of the Demon Lord of the Universe.

Even with the body of the great sage, he resisted the emperor head-on, fighting a hundred moves without losing.

For thousands of years, he was not afraid of anything, and he did not know how many times he had passed through death.

And his younger sister is his only negative scale, and the one thing that he can't let go of.

Her troublesome and extremely intelligent younger sister, Luo Fusang.

"Huanding will find her."

Luo Huan's words were very firm.

Seeing the blood from the corner of his eyes, he couldn't help sighing secretly, evil fate.

In the Middle Ages, Princess Fusang was the brains of the Rakshasa tribe. Once, as the commander in person, when she led the Rakshasa army to invade the Qiankun Realm, she met a human swordsman, who was extremely young and had already worshiped the swordsman at a young age. After entering the demon army, the killing was overwhelming. Princess Fusang didn't know whether she was out of her mind or what, she actually fell in love with this kid.

Humans and devils are incompatible, and the sword master of the human race hates the demons extremely.

The two are destined to be fruitless.

The Luo Huan back then couldn't swallow this breath.

Fight against the Juggernaut for seven days and seven nights.

Seriously returned.

After that, I never saw the shadow of Juggernaut again.

From then on, Princess Fusang hated the elder brother who loved her the most.

"It's really a sinful fate."

Blood Boundless shook his head.

suddenly
An evil voice came from outside the hall.

"I have seen Lord Xuetian, and I came here at the order of the Lord."

Blood Boundless knew that it was the phoenix.

魉

He is a Yuanhui-level genius of the same generation as Luo Huan, and the number one powerhouse of the ghost clan.

As soon as Ling and Luo Huan met, a confrontation had already begun in terms of momentum.

The eyes of the two seemed to have an invisible knife aimed at each other.

"Luo, you came just in time. I'm looking for you here because I have a relatively big matter to explain to you two."

The Xuetian phantom is tall and mysterious, making people awe-inspiring.

I dare not hold it too big.

"I don't know what made Master Xuetian so cautious."

Ryo is also very curious.

"There is still some time before the recovery of the Nine Clans. Up to now, the biggest obstacle is the great arrogance of the human race. Most of the holy monks of the blood clan and ghost clan were killed by them. The task of the two of you is to bring Take the nails out of these threats."

There are still not enough strong men who have recovered from the blood clan, and they cannot really break into the interior of Zhongzhou.

The state between him and the devil lord has not yet fully recovered.

The human race has gradually united, and the four major demon-sealed families have also appeared on the border.

They have the means to restrain the demons, and they are the confidant of the demons.

The existence of the Fengmo family cannot be underestimated.

"Understood, kill all the Tianjiao of the human race."

Ryo showed a knowing smile.

"Huan must complete the task."

Luo Huan said lightly.

"It's not too late, let's go."

"Yes."

After watching the two leave, Xue Wubian looked puzzled at Xue Tian's phantom: "Luo Huan and Ling have always been in a competitive relationship. Your Excellency asked them to work together. Are you afraid that they will mess things up?"

Xue Tian laughed, and said meaningfully: "If not, how could they, who have been refrigerated for thousands of years, have the intention to focus on the clan?"

Xue Boundless suddenly realized: "So that's how it is."

"It's not enough to rely on them alone. You will bring Tongtian Blood General, Blood Flame, and Ghost Greed to assist them."

Xue Wubian solemnly accepted the order and sent someone to go.

"Brother Luo, how many years have passed. You really haven't changed at all."

The two flew in the air, and greeted each other with a smile.

Luo Huan's face was already cold, but now it was even more frosty.

"Then let me see how much you have grown."

In the blink of an eye, a black gold claw emerged from Luo Huan's right hand, with a huge eye on it.

With one claw down, there was a whirring sound in the void.

Seeing this, the blue moon wheel, the supreme holy weapon, flew out of the body, turned into a palace as huge, spun rapidly, and hit the five giant claws that were pressing down into the sky.

At the same time, holding the death-crossing sword tightly in his hand, it turned into a stream of light.

At this very moment, Ling had already swung the death-crossing sword out, struck with the sharp claws, and erupted with a deafening sound like the collision of a mountain.

"Oh!"

Sparks flew out in a large area.

The death-crossing sword was thrown out.

"Shh!"

The death-crossing sword spun around and flew again.

After the giant claws in the sky were shattered, they condensed again.

Luo Huan looked at the demon below, the fist in his hand was as bright as the bright moon.

Luo Huan lay on his stomach, made a miraculous cross seal with his hands, crossed his arms, and suddenly circles of black ripples appeared in his body.He took a deep breath, dense Sanskrit characters flew out of his fist and entered his nostrils.

The black glow on his body became even brighter.

Above the head, a thousand miles of black clouds appeared, spiraling, and the magic sound was faint, majestic and astonishing.

"Huh!"

A roar came out from Luo Huan's mouth.

The tyrannical sound waves caused a huge earthquake in the space, large swaths of the seawater below evaporated, and countless black Sanskrit characters merged with the sound waves and rushed out rapidly.The sound wave turned into a substantial form, and a black figure thousands of meters high emerged, like a god, a demon, and a lion.

Although it is a sound wave, its propagation speed is more than ten thousand times faster than the speed of sound.

"The Roar of the Rakshasa Clan's Absolute Gods and Demons."

Seeing this scene solemnly, she couldn't help being startled.

There is no supreme demon Buddha who once roared like a lion, scaring away all the immortals and ghosts in the ten directions. This is recorded in the Buddhist classics of the heavens.

It's a pity that the cultivation method of the demon lion's roar has disappeared in ancient times along with the demon Buddha.

"Are you serious?"

Ryo scolded.

He didn't expect that Luo Huan didn't stop, but went straight up into the void, with his arms spread out.

A huge shadow of a god and demon rose in front of him, as tall as the black figure that looked like a god, a demon, and a lion.

"Tianwu Demon Soul?"

The secret path is not good, the opponent has already lost his mind, so I can't really fight him.

Thinking this way, he took out a holy weapon.

The whole person turned into a pile of ashes and disappeared in place.

"Run away? It's fine to go away."

Luo Huan raised her eyebrows, as if she had expected it.

Put away the Tianwu Demon Soul Body.

When the ancient devil emperor, Tianwu Demon God fell, the gods were divided into 72 monuments.

Luckily, Luo Huan got one of them.

Later, he won eighteen of them in the battlefield of the heavens.

Now it has been repaired to nine.

Luo Huan headed towards Zhongzhou.

(End of this chapter)