Western religion, in a main hall!
Hezu moved his finger, causing a sword lotus to bloom in the sky above Hezu's hall, immediately attracting Zhunti and drawing him closer.
Then he saw Hezu slowly opening his eyes on the bed.
But at this moment, Hezu's eyes were filled with bloodshot eyes, and the bloodshot eyes bloomed like a blood lotus blooming.
This is a hatred, a hatred that rushes to the core with blood.
"Uncle He, how are you?" Zhunti asked worriedly.
However, Hezu recalled in his mind the tragic scene of the Golden Spirit Mother before her death. As he thought about it, tears of blood flashed in Hezu's eyes. He even vomited blood and suffered severe pain in his heart and liver.
"I haven't killed Tongtian yet, I won't die!" He Zu's voice was hoarse with determination.
"Kill Tongtian?" Zhunti frowned.
Zhunti sighed slightly, how much resentment and hatred is there to do this
However, with the alien army approaching, any grudges should be put aside. At this moment, neither He Ancestor nor Tongtian Cult Master can afford to fight internally.
Zhunti didn't know how to persuade He Zu to let go.
Just when Zhunti was about to say something, suddenly Hongjun's voice reached the ears of all the saints.
Zhunti and Jie Yin instantly raised their heads and looked towards the ninth heaven.
After hearing Hongjun's method, all the saints immediately agreed happily.
Zhunti suddenly looked at Hezu who was clenching his fists at the side, and his heart moved: "Uncle He, now I have a chance to fight with the leader of Tongtian Cult. I wonder if you would like it?"
"Opportunity?" Hezu didn't understand for a moment.
After being told everything about the alien attack from outside the world, Hezu's expression changed.
Turning to look at Zhunti, He Zu's face turned ugly: "Am I not able to take revenge now?"
"No, you can still fight Tongtian, I promise!" Zhunti said solemnly.
"Okay?" He Zu looked at Zhunti.
"You need to attack the Tongtian Cult Leader with all your strength. Before the sky is broken, you can take action as much as you like, but once the sky is broken, personal grudges must be put aside!" Zhunti said solemnly.
Hezu's eyes lit up: "Tianpoqian? If I miss...!"
"Missed? Either you die, or he dies! But please fight with all your strength!" Zhunti said solemnly.
He Zu looked at Zhunti, and finally his eyes turned red again: "Thank you, Xiong'er!"
Zhunti nodded and began to inform the saints about Hezu's time. The saints quickly reached a tacit understanding and agreed to choose the candidates for this battle.
Biyou Palace.
Leader Tongtian stroked the newly repaired Zhuxian Sword and sneered: "Hezu? It's ridiculous. Your swordsmanship is great, but you are not a saint! Even if you combine the power of Zhunti, Jie Yin, and Nuwa, you are still far behind me. What's more, we have four saints here. In this battle, it doesn't matter if you go crazy. When you are crazy and at your strongest, not only can you rush out of Taixu, I will also kill your uneasy factor on the spot. If I can’t gain your swordsmanship, you won’t be able to live, huh!”
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Wa Palace.
Although Nuwa agreed, after thinking about it, she always felt something was wrong.
"In terms of mobilizing the power of heaven, the most powerful ones are as good as Hongjun. I and Zhunti are as good as Taishang and Yuanshi. But the leader of Tongtian is not even a little bit stronger than He Zu. Can this be done? No, I want to go. Take a look!" Nuwa walked towards the Western Sect with doubts.
In a blink of an eye, Nuwa arrived at the main hall where He Zu was.
Nuwa's face turned ugly again as she saw the receiving hand sticking behind He Zu's back to help him recover.
"You're just going to let this sick man collide with Tongtian? Zhunti, are you crazy? Don't ruin our big event!" Nuwa said coldly.
"Mother Nuwa, Uncle He's injuries have been mostly healed. As for the collision with Tongtian? Haha, what about Saint Tongtian? My Uncle He may not have a chance of winning!" Zhunti shook his head.
"Huh?" Nuwa's face darkened.
"Therefore, we would also like to ask Empress Nuwa to help my Uncle He to improve his cultivation with us!" Zhunti said solemnly.
"We? Help Ancestor He to ascend in cultivation? Are you kidding me? Can he break through to the tenth level of Daluo Golden Immortal?" Nuwa didn't believe it.
"Using the power of heaven to help Uncle He sort out his meridians and release his body's potential, we can definitely do it!" Zhunti nodded.
"Oh, are you still dreaming and haven't woken up yet?" Nuwa sneered.
"You'll know once you try it!" Zhunti said solemnly.
Nuwa frowned and looked at Zhunti, then put her hand on Hezu's back.
"Buzz!"
A terrifying force suddenly came out of Hezu's body, almost knocking Nuwa down.
"This is...!" Nuwa said in surprise.
"Excuse me!" Zhunti shook his head.
Nuwa looked complicated and finally nodded.
The three great saints put their hands on Hezu's back at the same time.
"boom!"
The three great saints mobilized three thousand powers of heaven at the same time, pouring into He Zu's body. Help Zu He refine the power of dragon veins in his body.
This dragon vein is the dragon vein in the world of Sanshan. There are nine in total. Six and a half of them are used to collide with the three ancestral halls of the three tribes of Dragon, Phoenix and Qilin. The remaining two and a half are turned into Zhunti magical power and become one. There is a golden hair hidden in Zhunti's hair, one is in the body of Hezu, and there is a smaller half. Zhunti, who has no cultivation in the three mountains, has become the most powerful dragon king and the number one master in the three mountains. His cultivation level is close to that of a saint.
A small half of it allowed Zhunti's cultivation to be close to the strength of a saint at that time. This also included the dragon energy given to countless sea clans. Now, a whole dragon vein allows Hezu to improve beyond Hunyuan Da Luo Jinxian. Is it difficult
Three more saints helped him sort out and digest this dragon vein.
Rolling power poured into Hezu's body.
They saw green lotuses blooming in the sky above the Western Sect, and countless sword energies continued to form a sea of green lotus, overwhelming the sky and covering the entire west.
The saints outside could naturally feel the increasingly powerful sword energy of the Western Sect, but no one bothered them at this moment.
"Bah!"
Suddenly, thousands of sword lotuses merged and merged in the sky above the Western Sect, and actually merged into a huge crane.
The phantom of the crane is flying in the void, and the vast sword energy around it follows the crane in its flight.
The sword reaches the sky, and all the swords in the world tremble.
Not far from the Western Sect, in a wine shop in the human world.
Some human sword cultivators suddenly held down their long swords.
"Hey, why does my sword keep trembling?"
"Mine too, it's evil, the sword seems to be afraid!"
"No, it feels like surrendering to a king!"
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Only a man by the window of the wine shop, looking in the direction of the Western Sect, could only see the huge crane with his eyesight. This person is no one else, but the general who has just regained his life.
"Swordsmanship? Although it is a little worse than my swordsmanship back then, it is very good. You did not follow my path. Otherwise, my swordsmanship will be your limit. The swordsmanship you have learned by yourself is the best swordsmanship. Swordsmanship Through blood? Can he inherit the clan's swordsmanship? This man's talent in swordsmanship is truly extraordinary!" A trace of sigh flashed in the general's eyes.
Just as the generals were sighing, the huge crane suddenly let out a long cry.
"Bah!"
The cranes chirped into the sky. For a moment, all the crane tribes in the world trembled. Almost all the crane tribes in the three realms suddenly roared. Then, they saw that the feathers on the bodies of all the crane tribes in the three realms suddenly tightened, and their feathers suddenly tightened. The end seems to have turned into the shape of a sword.
In the Zixiao Palace, Hongjun, who was paying attention to the stars, finally discovered something unusual. He lowered his head to look at the Western Sect, and then looked at the countless cranes in the world.
"The way of the sword connects the blood? Ancestor Crane, are you imprinting your way of sword into the blood of all the Crane clan? With the Dao dyeing the blood, all the Crane clans in the world will benefit from this? All the Crane clans will fight for the sword. Born? Born to be close to swords?" Hongjun squinted his eyes and looked at the roaring white crane of the Western Sect.
"Oh, your swordsmanship has reached a new height, so what? It's still far behind the general's swordsmanship!" Hongjun smiled slightly and ignored it.
Turning his head, Hongjun kept staring at the starry sky. Look at the movements of the alien races outside the world.
Just like that, ten days later.
"Bah!"
There was a long cry of the white crane, and the huge white crane silhouette in the sky instantly fell into the Western Sect and poured into the body of the Crane Ancestor.
Zhunti, Jie Yin, and Nuwa also retreated instantly, and at the same time put away their own power of heaven.
"Buzz buzz!"
Just then, he saw sword lotuses pouring into He Zu's body quickly. He Zu's sharp aura slowly restrained itself until the last wisp of sword energy disappeared. He Zu sat cross-legged, with no outward aura at all. .
But at this moment, He Zu looks like he is seeing a sword. He is obviously alone, but it feels like he is a sword, a sword that has not yet been sheathed.
If this sword is not unsheathed, it will be earth-shattering once it is unsheathed.
"What kind of power is in his body? Like dragon energy? Why is it so huge? It actually allowed him to reach the twelfth level from the eighth level of Da Luo Jinxian? The twelfth level, how is this possible!" Nuwa stared at it. Receive and guide.
Zhunti sighed slightly: "It was too hasty after all. The power of the dragon vein could have made Ancestor He's cultivation even higher!"
"The way of the sword itself is a destructive force. In terms of combat, He Zu's combat power is no less than that of the thirteenth level, or even your saint body!" Jie Yin shook his head.
"That's the best!" Zhunti nodded.
"Let's go, the three of us will go out first and let He Zu digest it!" Jie Yin said.
Just as the three saints stepped out of the hall, Hongjun's voice suddenly reached the ears of the saints.
"Nine days later, the alien army will collide for the second time!" Hongjun's voice came solemnly.
"What? Only nine days left?" Master Tongtian's expression changed.
The faces of all the saints changed.
"Eight days later, Tongtian will collide with Hezu. Is there any problem?" Hongjun's voice asked again.
"He Zu, I can answer this question. In eight days' time, the Buzhou Mountain ruins will be waiting for the leader of Tongtian Cult!" Zhunti said solemnly.
Buzhoushan ruins? The most central place in the world
"I don't have any problem, eight days from now, Buzhou Mountain ruins!" The voice of Tongtian Cult Leader also came faintly.
"Okay!" Daozu Hongjun said in a deep voice.
There are still eight days left, and all the saints must explain all the remaining matters, and at the same time summon some powerful cultivators in the world and arrange for them to protect the heaven and earth.
For a time, everyone became busy.
Until the eighth day.
At the site of Buzhou Mountain, countless powerful men in the world got the news and came one after another to wait for the upcoming battle for the best swordsmanship in the world.