After Li Xuan was sure of the alien identity of the person in front of him, he began to secretly think about strategies to deal with the enemy.
He clearly realized that at this moment, even if he had not lost any cultivation, there was no way he could be a match for the ruler of the different world in front of him.
After all, the saint level is recognized as a strong person in the world. The day before, Yun Mo Shang had only recovered less than half of his strength, and Li Xuan was unable to fight back. It felt like a crushing ravage.
, made him completely understand the insurmountable gap between himself and the ultimate cultivator.
However, things are not without improvement. It is just because the powerful saint-level man in front of him is from a foreign race.
As long as it is a foreign race, Hetuluoshu can have miraculous effects. After all, on the previous ladder to the Holy Mountain, Li Xuan witnessed with his own eyes that Hetuluoshu refined a ruler of another world.
Although Li Xuan, who has lost his spiritual power at this moment, has no means to mobilize the power of Hetu Luoshu.
However, in the final analysis, Li Xuan is the true master of Hetuluoshu after all. After being recognized by Hetuluoshu and adding the power of his will, Li Xuan had an almost blood-like connection with Hetuluoshu.
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At the moment, although it is extremely difficult to activate Hetuluoshu, if you want to use some small means to trick the ruler of this other world into the small world of Hetuluoshu, you can still try it.
Li Xuan couldn't help but recall the previous scene where Hetu Luoshu showed his great power. After all, it was in front of him that a foreign ruler who was helpless even to the Ancient Tree of Enlightenment was condensed into a blood elixir and completely destroyed.
Therefore, Li Xuan immediately had this plan in his mind.
Every step of his words was intended to lure you into a trap and let his alien spiritual power stimulate the Hetu Luoshu uprising again. Only in this way could Li Xuan have a glimmer of hope.
Looking at Li Xuan's appearance, the foreigner in front of him slowly stood up, put his hands behind his back and said:
"My dear disciple, I am really pleased that you have such a thoughtful attitude.
However, there are also considerable risks in the process of penetration of soul power. Therefore, I need you to completely let go of your mind. To be on the safe side, I will block your five senses.
Only in this way will you not block the entry of the power of my soul. Otherwise, if you are negligent, I will worry that it will cause some irreversible effects on your body."
Li Xuan listened to the earnest words of the foreign race in front of him, and a coldness gradually rose in his heart. He felt extremely sick. But at that moment, he took the initiative to close his eyes and sighed calmly:
"It doesn't matter. Now that my disciple has stopped cultivating, spiritual treasures such as Hetuluoshu should be handed over to the master."
As the words fell, Li Xuan vaguely heard what sounded like a heavy breathing coming from the person in front of him. Then, he saw his "master" walking slowly over, his eyes full of excitement.
The look of his eyes directly covered the space between Li Xuan's eyebrows as soon as he put his wrist together.
The smooth development of things far exceeded the expectations of the foreign master.
After all, two days ago, ever since he suddenly sensed the imprint of his brother's refined soul, he has been traveling across borders without stopping.
But he never thought that he could barely take away Li Xuan, who survived the thunderstorm, even though he was seriously injured.
But just when he was about to seize the treasure afterwards, he discovered that Li Xuan's body contained dense residual light from the Nine Cloud Tribulation Thunder. This unexpected change made him lose the means to control Li Xuan's soul.
Otherwise, if he rashly covers his entire sea of consciousness,
, and if he is tainted by those heaven and earth thunder tribulations, he is worried that he will attract a punishment from heaven that is enough to destroy himself.
Not only that, Hetu Luoshu, which was floating independently in Li Xuan's sea of consciousness, was also constantly emitting a holy white light. Feeling the oppressive power that he was born with, he couldn't help but change his mind.
What's more, a Hongmeng spiritual treasure like Hetuluoshu would be dead if it were not obtained by the owner without the owner's consent.
Being able to achieve his goal without losing any blood, the foreign master at this moment just felt that his heart was beating with excitement.
At this moment, under the thought of the ruler of this other world, his spiritual power poured into the sea of consciousness along Li Xuan's eyebrows like a violent wave.
Immediately, an obscure purple pattern spread out densely, sealing off Li Xuan's five senses and shocking him. Immediately afterwards, Li Xuan's entire expression was as dull as a puppet.
As the alien master's spiritual power continued to gradually advance within Li Xuan's sea of consciousness, he carefully avoided the remaining power of the catastrophe.
During this process, Li Xuan was seen gasping for air, his eyes tightly closed, trembling in waves, sweat pouring from his brows, as if he was enduring extreme pain.
After repeatedly observing the changes in Li Xuan's expression, and after confirming that it was correct, a hint of ridicule gradually appeared on the face of the foreign master.
So what about the Holy King of our clan? After I, Qitian, obtain the Hetu Luoshu, no one will be able to stop my decision.
After all, no matter it is a foreign race, a demon race or a human race, as long as there are cultivators in this world, the principle of respecting the strong will not change.
Because among all the spirits in the world, only strength is the best way to measure strength. There is no cultivator who is unwilling to pursue strong strength.
This is exactly the nature of this world.
Therefore, Hetu Luoshu and Qitian must get it no matter what. As for his brother, let him die if he dies...
Looking at Li Xuan's immediate reaction, every detail was the same as the change in the sea of consciousness of a cultivator who was impacted by the soul.
Seeing this, Qitian felt a little lucky in his heart and couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief:
Fortunately, at that time, I finally found out about the relationship between the Holy Lord of the Human Race and Li Xuan through the hidden clues buried in the Human Race.
At this moment, he asked himself whether his voice or appearance was the same as Li Xuan's real master.
Otherwise, how could we easily gain Li Xuan's trust and obtain Hetu Luoshu without any effort?
Seeing the Hongmeng Lingbao close at hand, he controlled the power of the soul and speeded up again.
At that moment, Qitian discovered that although the violent thunder in Li Xuan's consciousness still existed, as his mind opened up, the surface of the suspended Hetu Luoshu had lost the vitality that made him palpitate.
The Kaitian Hongmeng Lingbao is right in front of you!
As long as I have such a treasure, the time it takes for my cultivation to advance to a higher level will never exceed five years!
This extremely surprising fact made Qitian immediately want to look up to the sky and scream, and his hands began to shake with excitement.
However, just when Qitian's spiritual power had just approached Li Xuan's sea of consciousness and was about to penetrate into Hetu Luoshu, a change that shocked him suddenly happened without any warning.
I could see that as his mental power subsided, Hetuluo Shu, who had been silent, seemed to be stimulated and exploded crazily.
Emitting overwhelming devouring power.
At this moment, Hetu Luoshu was like a terrifying whirlpool. The moment he came into contact with Qitian's spiritual power, his soul was destroyed and swallowed half by this unstoppable force of vitality.
This situation made him scream out uncontrollably, and then a mouthful of thick black blood uncontrollably sprayed on Li Xuan's torn clothes.
After realizing the crisis, Qitian's eyes turned pale with fright. He didn't even care about the backlash of forcibly withdrawing his spiritual power. With a shake of his soul power, he wanted to return all of them from Li Xuan's sea of consciousness to his body.
But what frightened him was that the vitality of Hetu Luoshu exploded into Li Xuan's sea of consciousness like it was endless at this moment.
It actually transformed into strong chains of chaos, firmly trapping my formless spiritual power as a cultivator.
Immediately, Qitian's entire body was filled with black smoke.
This feeling of extreme pain made him decisively cut off the mental power he had released. This injury caused Qitian's body to convulse heavily, and then he roared violently at Li Xuan:
"How brave, you dare to plot against me!"
Qitian felt a little ridiculous in his heart. How many years had he not been injured? Even at this moment, the person who hurt him was just an insignificant ant.
At this moment, with Hetu Luoshu operating autonomously in the sea of consciousness, Li Xuan's consciousness had already repeated Qingming.
Looking down at Li Xuan with a smile on his face, Qitian felt filled with grief and anger. He already knew that he had fallen into a trap.
The four colors of black, green and red are constantly changing on his face, making Qitian's expression at this moment very exciting.
Li Xuan snorted coldly and said indifferently to Qitian:
"I don't know if you have the courage or not. I'm just sure that you will be finished soon, the ruler of another world."
The sound of these words shocked Qitian, and he subconsciously asked:
"What kind of ruler of another world? Are you talking about..."
However, halfway through his words, he was horrified to find that a suction force ten times more powerful than before appeared again, and even the space around Qitian was rippled.
Immediately afterwards, an extremely pure white light passed through the palm of his hand like countless dragons and sank directly into his soul, frantically eating away at the huge death energy in his body.
This twisted and confusing feeling caused Qitian's soul to let out an extremely sharp hiss and howl, and suddenly half of his soul began to scatter in all directions!
The next moment, before Qitian could say anything, his whole figure gradually became illusory. After waves of ripples, he was completely sucked into the small world of Hetuluoshu.
Although he had already understood the power of Hetu Luoshu, Li Xuan still gasped when he saw this process.
After all, whether it is the earliest creation to save his hometown, or whether he can travel all the way and rely on his huge vitality to cross levels and kill various alien races, they are all inseparable from Hetu Luoshu.
However, the Qitian in front of him this time is a real strong saint, not the alien race that was suppressed by the Ancient Tree of Enlightenment before and was almost exhausted.
He didn't expect that Hetu Luoshu could be so domineering, able to absorb all the foreign rulers into him.
Li Xuan felt a little horrified when he heard the faint and shrill roar coming from Hetu Luoshu.