Luo Xiu landed on the ground. His physical body was as powerful as the treasure of the gods. The desolate land was trampled by his feet, causing huge cracks that were bottomless. The air waves swept in all directions and stirred up dust all over the sky.

His brows split open, Xuantian Daomen flew out, the closed door opened, and Situ Zhengjian also rushed out immediately.

The moment he passed through the plane barrier, Situ Zhengjian's cultivation had been suppressed to the level of a half-step god.

He has not felt this weak for a long time. No matter it is the Xuantian Realm or the Demonic Realm, any god can easily kill him at this moment.

There may not seem to be much difference between a half-step god and a real god, but their strength is vastly different. Except for monsters like Luo Xiu, it is difficult for ordinary people to have the ability to fight beyond the level when they reach this level.

Situ Zhengjian did not take action immediately after rushing out of the Taoist gate. He looked at Luo Xiu and found that the opponent was covered in blood and his physical body was almost broken.

"You brought my seal to a lower plane because you wanted to use the suppression of the plane's rules to deal with me?"

"Flying through the endless void all the way, you have endured all the backlash from my attack on Xuantian Daomen. You can actually persist until now. It's really amazing!"

Situ Zhengjian's eyes were extremely gloomy, "You understand the law of time. It seems that you have obtained the fragments of Zhouguang's Heart."

"You are already seriously injured and dying. As long as I kill you, I can not only kill you to vent my hatred, but also take back the fragments of Zhou Guang's Heart and get the secrets in you. How do you think I should thank you?"

Situ Zhengjian approached Luo Xiu step by step. The moment he passed through the plane barrier, he felt the suppression of the plane rules, so that he could not even move the divine palace and the divine tower, and fell into Xuantian Dao.

within the door.

When he was a half-step god king, Luo Xiu was able to compete with him. When he reached the lower planes, he had to admit that he was definitely no match for Luo Xiu.

But at this time, Luo Xiu was seriously injured and his physical body was about to shatter. What else could he be afraid of?

Luo Xiu was indeed seriously injured at this moment, he kept coughing up blood, and his cracked body kept bleeding.

He raised his pale face, stared at Situ Zhengjian mercilessly, and a hint of sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, "In the lower planes, even if I am seriously injured, you are no match for me."

Before he finished speaking, his figure disappeared instantly, and then appeared in front of Situ Zhengjian, his left hand stretched out.

The first acupoint he opened was the palm of his left hand, so his left hand can be said to be the most powerful part of his body.

Under the pressure of the plane rules, Situ Zhengjian couldn't react quickly enough. Luo Xiu grabbed his right shoulder and pulled it off with a stabbing sound.

"ah!……"

The shrill screams resounded over the desolate land, hot blood spilled out, dyeing the soil red. Situ Zhengjian's face was twisted, and his eyes were filled with fear.

Luo Xiu coughed up another mouthful of blood. Even though he was seriously injured, he was at the end of his strength. When he injured Situ Zhengjian, the injuries in his body were also affected.

But there are laws of life running in his body, and he is a pervert with strong vitality, so he can barely hold on.
Chapter completed!