"The power of this formation can make everything that enters the territory only have 70% of its power. On the contrary, if you wait, your strength will be doubled. I don't know why Xizi decided that those who are not emperors cannot occupy thirty The rules of the Three Great Luotians. But because of this, there are some flaws in these thirty-three days!"
The voice was clear, as if it had magic power, and was shocking.
Zong Shou presided over the sword formation and listened attentively. But at this moment, the "Nameless Sword" in his hand made a buzzing sound for no reason.
The sword trembled unconsciously, making Zong Shou almost unable to control it. Almost all the people's killing swords were led astray by it.
After finally controlling the sword, Zong Shou was stunned for a moment.
"Is this a warning?"
Anxious thoughts were constantly transmitted into his soul. This time, even clear characters are formed.
"Disaster, disaster, refining! Refining! Refining! Refining - Emperor, God, bless the people, swear, peace, peace, chop, chop, chop, chop, chop!"
Disaster refers to the calamity at this time in the common people's path. What does the word "Ke Lian" mean? What to practice? cut? Are you going to kill the enemy
There is also the meaning of the word Huang Tian, whose meaning is equally unclear. I understand the word "bless the common people", it should be "protect the common people". But the following words "oath" and "ping" are confusing again.
Zong Shou was confused and felt inexplicably anxious.
I want to communicate with the sword spirit of the Nameless Sword, but I always feel that there is a barrier between them and I can't really understand their meaning.
The sword in his hand was trembling more and more intensely, as if it was about to take him soaring into the sky.
This situation is no longer suitable for him to wield a sword. If used forcefully, it will definitely be full of flaws.
Zong Shou frowned briefly, then replaced the nameless sword, took out another spare sword, and continued to control the sword formation.
At this time, he was full of doubts, and he still didn't know why this divine sword was so anxious.
After all, he was still more worried about the outcome of the battle, and with a part of his heart suppressing the restless Wuming, Zong Shou continued to look at the sky.
I saw that in the southern sky, after unfolding the five treasure flags, they became one.
They actually forced themselves into formation under the pressure of the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation. A similar five-color light film suddenly opened.
"The thirty-three heavens are surrounded by each other. I wonder if they can't be broken! But there is another day besides your thirty-three heavens! The Qingwei Jade Clear Realm—"
Qingxuan's figure stepped into the sky again. This time, he forcibly broke through the 30th and 31st levels of sky barriers in succession, and stood on top of the five-color light film. Then there was unbridled laughter.
"I am free and not restricted by the thirty-three days. But Taoist Brother Xiuguan, you can come down here!"
Suddenly, the entire dome realm was filled with clicking sounds. Black fissures as thick as a giant python spread in all directions.
The widest one is several hundred feet wide, almost dividing the dome.
All the Cangsheng Dao monks looked pale. Knowing that at this moment, the Dome Realm is only one step away from collapse.
Looking from a distance, it can be seen that the thirty-second golden tower is collapsing.
That layer of light film was in pieces. Xiu Guan, who was at the top, frowned and said nothing, as if there was nothing he could do.
In the water mirror next to it, bursts of cheers came out, like thunder.
Zong Shou glanced sideways, his heart sinking even more.
The changes in the thirty-three-day formation also directly affected the Cloud Realm. No longer able to divide the space on a large scale, the hundreds of thousands of powerful Taoist soldiers have already been able to form a preliminary joint force.
With less than 50,000 Xuanlong warriors left, the situation is getting worse and worse.
If this continues, sooner or later we will be surrounded and annihilated!
He knew in his heart that there were still bargaining chips in the Qiong Realm at this time. Whether it is the Seven Swords of Mankind or his other master Lin Xuanshuang, they can save the bad situation.
It's just that Demon Lord Taishi, who has clearly stated that he wants to fight Xiuguan, has not shown up until now.
After all, there is still some haze in my heart.
Immediately he shook his head slightly. This time, the only option was to fight to the death.
If it were just the way of the common people, his Zong Shou would not be so righteous and awe-inspiring and would be buried with him.
But within this dome realm, there are his Master Longying, his sworn brother Ao Kun, and Chu Xue—
No matter what, he cannot allow these relatives and friends to die here!
His eyelids twitched, Zong Shou looked to the other side. A piece of cyan lightning suddenly rose across the sky and spread across half of the sky.
Like a dragon and a snake, there is no sound of thunder. Just because of that blue light. Everything was immediately shattered. It didn't turn into powder, but the structure fundamentally collapsed, so that the sound and waves had no time to spread.
And just the huge coercion that spread out from heaven and earth made it impossible for the tens of thousands of Cangsheng Dao monks in this realm to breathe for a while.
His orifices were bleeding and his body was crumbling.
"Heavenly tribulation? So fast!"
Zong Shou murmured, Wei Xu's fate came at the wrong time.
Probably his senior brother really couldn't suppress it anymore. It was at this critical moment that the thunder disaster occurred.
The tribulation thunder was so powerful that it was unparalleled. But none of the eight supreme saints in the sky took a look.
At this time, they all looked at Xiuguan with blazing eyes, like evil wolves. While waiting for the first person in the Cloud Realm to fall from the clouds.
But in the next moment, the eyes of these eight people were all focused below.
Where everyone was looking, a woman was climbing up on the non-existent "ladder to heaven".
Everyone was in a daze for a while. After a while, Taihuang asked hesitantly: "But Xuan Shuang Sanren?"
When called by this name, in addition to Zhu Zi who was a member of the later Jin Dynasty, Yuanjiang layman was the ancestor of the Dragon Clan in the outer world.
Others, such as Dong Zhongshu and Tianjun Tianjun, all had drastic changes in their expressions.
How could it be her? Isn’t this woman already in danger and dead? Why can he still appear in the world
Even if there is a golden book of profound life, this girl can be resurrected. But why is there no news at all? And that beautiful view is clearly not suffering from any serious loss of vitality.
It was even more relaxing at this moment. He passed the twentieth floor and reached the twenty-second floor Wusi Jiang Youtian.
Although this woman's physical body is still equivalent to that of a monk in the divine realm, her soul is already an immortal soul in the highest realm!
But thousands of years ago, didn’t this woman fail to survive the catastrophe? Even if he is reborn and his body is damaged, how can he complete his calamity
Being stared at by many astonished eyes, Lin Xuanshuang smiled contemptuously and stepped into the golden pagoda.
The already shaky golden pagoda was immediately stabilized. The ethereal fairy sound spreads to all directions in the sky.
"In the past, my body has always been dominated by martial arts. At this time, the physical body has not recovered and cannot be used. Fortunately, thanks to the guidance of my husband in the past, I have mastered a magical spiritual method. I would like to ask for your advice-"
Above the dome, auspicious clouds gather, gradually thickening. After about dozens of breaths, a trace of raindrops began to fall.
You can't see the clues at first, but it will happen soon. Many of the Cang Sheng Dao disciples below felt exhausted, and their energy and energy returned to their peak state.
The energy, blood and essence consumed are slowly being restored. The injuries inside the body are also recovering.
Not only those Cangsheng Dao monks were like this, but also Zong Shou was the same.
The lost true soul power is being restored.
I couldn't help but feel happy at the method he used to overdraw his true energy. When the true energy is exhausted, it is expected that this body, which is comparable to the power of the holy realm, will fall immediately.
"It's actually nectar falling from everywhere—"
I really didn't expect that his master could actually have such a skill.
With such magical power alone, Lin Xuanshuang's spiritual method is no less effective than any ultimate master!
It should be the eleventh level, magical and forbidden magic. Coupled with Lin Xuanshuang's Origin Soul Breath Technique, it is equivalent to the twelfth level of world-destroying power.
Using his ultimate strength, he becomes even more domineering! The 170,000 disciples of Cangsheng Dao have all returned to their peak strength. At this time, due to too many cracks in time and space, Zong Shou no longer tries to block the enemy and outside the realm.
Many monks from the three religions broke in one after another. In addition to the immortals and gods, there were also many venerables with advanced holy realms. The total number was nearly a thousand. But they are all like headless flies, scurrying around in the dome realm, trapped within the thirty-two layers of sky barriers.
I was fascinated by the illusion, and there was an illusion word in the Thirty-three Heavens Formation of Ten Thousand Immortals Illusion Sky. Then its power of illusion is definitely not inferior to other functions.
At this time, these people were also covered by the raindrops. However, their faces gradually turned pale, showing signs of weakness and lack of energy.
To Cangshengdao disciples, this rain is equivalent to sweet rain. But for the monks of these three religions, it was life-stealing.
Those holy realms were okay, resisted with all their strength. It can prevent the raindrops from falling on you. The rest of the people in the Holy Realm were all in a state of embarrassment.
The sword formation controlled by Zong Shou also effortlessly harvested the lives of dozens of people.
Most of these people tried their best and could not block the light of his sword. They were as easy as chopping melons and vegetables.
The rain of sweet rain even dripped outside the cloud world. The 50,000 Xuanlong warriors were all shocked.
Among the corpses lying on the ground in the distance, there were actually hundreds of people, with confused eyes, climbing up from the blood sea of corpses.
There was silence for a moment in the dome, but then the sound of exciting cheers spread everywhere.
"It's Patriarch Xuanshuang!"
"I, the Dao of Common People, am the third to reach the realm!"
"The Patriarch is resurrected, and we, the common people, are not in a desperate situation—"
"This time I will definitely be able to protect the throne and survive the tribulation!"
"-God bless me!"
Zong Shou's emotions were also infected. The effect of Xuanshuang's spiritual method on the common people's path at this time was far beyond his imagination.
Perhaps this calamity can really be passed through safely.
But soon this mood was destroyed by the Nameless Sword. This sword spirit's thoughts are even more urgent and anxious. Along with this, the characters that originally floated clearly in his mind also became blurry.
Only a few words among them became increasingly clear.
disaster! disaster! disaster! oath! oath! oath! Huang, Tian, Daluo, behead! cut! cut! cut! cut-
"Why is it still like this? Could it be that I sensed something."
Zong Shou was extremely surprised, and he happened to see the beautiful view in the sky and looked towards him.
His eyes were still solemn, lingering between him and the nameless sword for a moment.
Then he smiled silently and bitterly, and said in a solemn voice: "The Seven Swords of the World cannot be formed into a sword formation at this time. How long will it take?"