"This is the second one!"
Zong Shou also looked at Mo Lian lightly: "Have you already guessed it?"
The Demon Lotus's complexion had completely turned pale.
At this time, Zong Shou was able to resist more than ten saints with ease!
The body looks weak and seems to be on the verge of collapse. However, every move he made contained an extremely domineering attitude!
He was completely different from the embarrassed person half an hour ago.
He is afraid that he really thinks that the fifteenth-level saint here is not worthy of wielding the sword at all!
Is it Zengxuanzhu Dharma Wing? It can only be this thing! So before my eyes—
Demon Lotus glanced at the ten-foot-long black light screen in front of Zong Shou with an indescribable look. It was said to be a sword domain, but it was using swordsmanship to display magical powers**!
Zong Shou's Infinite Ending and Beginning ** is originally a twelfth-level world-destroying magical power that is infinitely close to the supreme level.
Then with the blessing of Zengxuanzhu Dharma Wings, that boundary must have been crossed.
This seemingly unremarkable light curtain is actually a supreme divine method that can compete with the Supreme Saint regardless of rank!
No wonder, no wonder! The combined efforts of more than ten saints are unable to shake or defeat it!
-The sword realm is not broken, as long as Zong Shou is willing, then no one here can shake it.
Even those who are at the level of the Supreme Saint still need to go all out!
At this moment, Zong Shou is truly invincible in the ultimate realm!
The person in front of me is probably not as good as Lu Wushuang from thousands of years ago.
He is already a hundred times more terrifying and a hundred times more powerful, the world's tyrant!
After all, Lu Wushuang was like that back then. Although his cultivation has reached the holy level, he still possesses martial arts. The highest level is only the eleventh level of magical power.
And this sect's cultivation level is only at the peak of the immortal level. But he surprisingly possesses three twelfth-level world-destroying magical martial arts!
And each one is close to the highest level of world destruction!
Her heart tightened again, Mo Lian groaned in her heart, and the feeling of despair and powerlessness spread to her limbs.
That divine treasure of the world is still in the hands of this person!
At this moment, there was nothing but a monster in front of her—
Even fifteen holy-level venerables. A monster that cannot be knocked down or defeated!
No matter how we cooperate, no matter how hard we try, no matter what kind of strategies, it is useless.
Unless the Supreme Yuan Demon Li Bie Xue comes here in person!
At this time, everyone around him was confused. This magic lotus. What did you know? This situation is really weird.
Chi Hongyi and Han Qing knew something vaguely, but they couldn't know the details.
I only know that the Supreme Yuan Demon should be a thing for Zong Shou, so he is so willing to pay the price.
But what it is, the two of them have no idea.
But at this time. See the extremely ugly look on Mo Lian's face. My heart also skipped a beat, and an extremely ominous feeling gradually surged into my chest.
"Do you know that thousands of years ago there was an invincible Lu Wushuang?"
As if to clear everyone's doubts, Zong Shou's voice sounded again. No fluctuations at all.
Cheng Xin and others were all stunned. I feel even more weird today. Okay, why did Zong Shou mention Lu Wushuang again
Who knows that Lu Wushuang ranks third among the four overlords? Among the four, only this one was actually the most reluctant. Regardless of whether it is military strategy or martial arts, he has lost more than one step to the other three.
However, in that era when heroes emerged in large numbers, this one was truly invincible! No one has ever been able to take advantage of him.
But what does Lu Wushuang have to do with today
Zong Shou suddenly frowned and then sneered.
"If I were the two of you, you should wait for death in peace, or find a way to escape from my sword! At this time, you are still thinking of stealing people's hearts. Do you think I will just sit back and watch?"
When he finished speaking, something suddenly emerged from the ten-foot-long black screen.
Emerging from the darkness, it turned into dazzling white light. It is divided into tens of millions, and has a slight charm of Ten Thousand Blades Juanyun Jue.
However, there are other things mixed in. Almost everyone present seems to be able to see the shadow of his own magical powers and martial arts. He was forcibly integrated into the light blade and blended into one body.
The momentum is overwhelming and the aura is domineering. Wherever the countless blades were pointing, people on both sides subconsciously dodged to the side.
No one dared to stop it, no one could even think of resisting. My scalp is all numb!
This attack, when more than a dozen saints joined forces just now, was nothing more than that!
However, there was only a tinkling sound, and the tide of thousands of blades washed past the surroundings of Xueyu Guibei, Su Xiaoxiao and the two girls, and were nailed to the stone wall one after another!
At the same time, two groups of white flames that had been cut into countless pieces suddenly ignited, twisting and struggling at a distance, letting out bursts of 'wailing'. It's so miserable that it shakes people's hearts.
"Two more!"
When it seemed that he had done something trivial, Zong Shou continued: "Where are you talking about? It's Lu Wushuang. In fact, the reason why he was so rampant in the world, invincible in the world, and able to overcome changes in every situation. It is said that it all depended on a magical object-"
His voice seemed plain, but there was something in his eyes. But it is a gathering of ferocious energy, and it also contains indescribable pleasure!
He will not stop until there is bloodshed today—
At this time, everyone present was in deathly silence. Seeing the two free gods and demons who were also equivalent to the holy realm, they kept wailing in the white flames, and they were burned bit by bit, but they could not be completely extinguished, and they were enduring the pain of the flames.
Even the holy state that can make one's heart feel as still as water cannot bear it. What kind of torture is this!
It's really chilling -
A middle-aged Confucian on the left was impatient at this moment. He forcibly interrupted Zong Shou's words and stared angrily: "You fight but don't fight, retreat but don't retreat. Why on earth are you here? We join forces just to get this How can you be afraid of your life? Today, even if I die as a Confucian, I will kill this beast and faint king—"
Zong Shou didn't wait for him to speak, and with a flick of his hand, a ray of silver light flew out!
"When I speak, this world should be silent and listen to my words. Who allows you to interrupt.?"
The light of the sword crossed the void, and with just a flash, it was directly nailed into the middle-aged Confucian's eyebrows.
The voice stopped, and the middle-aged Confucian's vitality dimmed in the blink of an eye.
The eyes of hatred and shock gradually lost their luster.
It's still the same as before, incredibly fast, so fast that no one can think of intervening. It seems like it’s destined to be this way! This is how it should have turned out!
The only difference is that this middle-aged Confucian has reached a deeper level than before. Before the sword came, the figure flashed several times.
However, the knife also changed directions like a shadow, and the final result was still a fatal blow!
Cheng Xin was shocked and met a few people around him face to face. Communication of ideas.
At this time, it seems that there is no other way but to join forces with all our strength without reservation.
The Demon Lotus shook his head with white lips: "It's useless, you can't defeat him. He is dead, and he will definitely die this time! With that thing, he is already invincible in the world -" To be continued)