Zong Shou raised his eyebrows, feeling the same feeling after the first snowfall. At this time, he was still unable to move, so he simply flew the Yuanyi Soul Sword out of his body.
The devouring of dragon energy is coming to an end. Therefore, this second soul can barely move, but not for too long.
Otherwise, the dragon energy enters the body and infects the soul. No matter how big or small, it is also a disaster.
Zeng Xuan held the Dharma Wings on it, and with a flick of the sword light, he rushed out of this small world. Behind the hilt of the sword is the phantom of Zong Shou's soul.
Outside is a violent space-time storm, with countless cracks flashing irregularly.
If you're not careful, it will be cut into dozens of pieces.
Zong Shou followed the aura and traveled across the sky. In the middle of the journey, thousands of sword lights spread out, blocking the space like indestructible walls.
At this time, both his body and Su Xiaoxiao Chuxue were still unable to move. It is impossible to tell the enemy from ourselves, so we must take precautions. Moreover, they are all naked and it is inconvenient to meet others.
And at this moment, the shadow of a giant sword struck the sword wall with a sudden 'dang' sound.
Yuan Yijian trembled slightly, and amid the buzzing sound, the shadows of thousands of swords stopped leisurely and gradually faded away.
Zong Shou Yuanshen retreated violently, his eyes filled with surprise. The power contained in that sword can be called Shen Xiong.
Without a physical body and only fighting with the power of the soul, he is completely at a disadvantage. Fortunately, with the blessing of Zengxuanzhu Dharma Wings, in terms of strength, it is not inferior by much.
Although he was knocked back with one sword, the owner of the heavy sword's escape was forcibly intercepted and stopped by him.
But he was a young man covered in black armor, with a face carved like a knife, and an expression as cold as a rock.
At this time, he looked confused at first and looked at the Yuan Yijian in Zong Shou's hand.
Then he looked at the fragment of the Small Thousand Worlds behind Zong Shou.
His face was complicated, showing both anger and a bit of relief after relief, and he seemed to be at a loss as to what to do.
After a while, the man's eyes regained their clarity.
"Where is my emperor?"
"My emperor?"
Zong Shou glanced at the black armor on this man's body and realized that this man was actually not a stranger.
However, unlike those corpses in Emperor Qin's tomb, the death energy in this person's body is even more pure, and there is not much accumulation of evil power.
After thinking for a moment, Zong Shou had already roughly guessed the identity of this person.
"Are you Li Xin?"
The black armor remained unmoved and had no intention of answering, and continued to ask: "Where is my emperor? Is he alive or dead now?"
"I don't know his whereabouts!"
Zong Shou shook his head. The tomb where Emperor Qin was located was not among the fragments of the Small Thousand Worlds. After the Xiaoqian World exploded, they were separated, so I don’t know.
Otherwise, he would like to collect the Emperor's Sword and the Mountain and River Pearl together.
These are also rare sacred treasures in the world, and their value is only inferior to the Zhenguo Seal in his hand.
"As for life and death, in my opinion, it is difficult for Emperor Qin to come back to life."
The essence that had been purified and accumulated for thousands of years by the Liangyi Dragon Gathering Formation was now at his advantage. As for the Shi Qin Dragon Qi, it was also inexplicably swallowed up by his Yuan Yijian.
At this time, the Liangyi Dragon Gathering Formation has been destroyed, and even if Emperor Qin has more back-ups, he may not be able to make a comeback. No matter what, it cannot be resurrected.
But Li Xin opened his eyes, with anger in his eyes: "You are the ones who are disturbing my emperor's peace. They are hateful and can be killed!"
The sword light was swung like a giant hammer, crossing the void and slashing hard.
Zong Shou's complexion changed slightly, and Yuan Yijian also exploded with thousands of sword lights in an instant.
Like blooming flowers, layer upon layer. And within each sword flower, there are small black dots hidden inside.
In the end, the sword power that was constantly being devoured was constantly transformed into Zong Shou's own power.
If it is not the true body, even with the blessing of Zengxuanzhu Dharma Wings, it cannot cross the limit of the thirteenth level of supreme magical power.
At this time, under this heavy sword, he was actually forced to make every step difficult.
This Li Xin's sword doesn't have many tricks. It should be tempered from countless killings, simple and direct.
And its fundamental avenue is also simply the two great magic arts of 'light' and 'heavy'.
The sword swing seemed to be powerful. When it fell, it was as light as a feather, unable to exert any force. And when it seems to be weak and powerless, it often has a power comparable to a large Mount Sumeru.
It is said that only monks in the highest realm can lift Mount Sumeru in the pure glazed world of Buddhism.
However, Li Xin, who mastered the "Chong" divine art, already had the power to catch up to the Holy Master.
The changes in weight and weight are already superb in his hands. Just one hundred swords passed by, and Zong Shou was so depressed that he almost vomited blood. Even the body of the soul could hardly be maintained.
Pressing step by step, his figure almost retreated to the fragment of time and space.
There was another loud 'dong' sound, the sword was struck hard, and Zong Shou was forced to retreat again.
The Yuan Yi sword once again made an unwilling sound, and nine flame dragons appeared on the sword body, roaring and circling.
Zong Shouze's eyebrows were stern, with cold murderous intent: "Your Excellency's words are really interesting. If Emperor Qin does not seek resurrection, he wants to rule the cloud world again. How can we invade his mausoleum and disturb his sleep?"
When he said this, he had an awe-inspiring look on his face and his words were high-sounding. But he felt a little embarrassed in his heart. When it came to tomb robbing, he had done bad things before. The entire auxiliary tomb of Emperor Qin fell into his hands.
No, according to later generations, it was archeology—
Li Xin did not distinguish between true and false, and seemed unwilling to argue with Zong Shou. He snorted coldly and said, "No matter what the reason is, I can kill you! Don't even try to delay time!"
It was still a sword, slashed horizontally. Zong Shouze was helpless and tried his best to resist. This time, he used all his strength to stop retreating.
When he spoke to Li Xin, he really wanted to delay time so that Chu Xue could temporarily escape, protect himself and force Li Xin back.
However, this wishful thinking seems to have never succeeded.
If calculations are useless, then you can only fight them with force. With just the Yuanyijian and Zengxuan Dharma Wings, it was already the limit to be able to match the corpse general in front of him who was half a step into the realm of strength. If you want to defeat the enemy and force the opponent to retreat, it is absolutely difficult to do so.
Zong Shou's mind was racing and he took stock of his various methods.
Those holy fire silver ants are still digesting the true essence. In a short period of time, there is no way to escape.
Even if a formation can be formed, this method cannot reverse the situation of the battle.
The Fantasy Heart Mirror is useless to this person, and the Divine Sword and his own body are also being tempered.
At this time, there is only a few centimeters away from being promoted to a true divine weapon, and it cannot be used for the time being.
As for the three-page catalog of the Taishang Nirvana Sutra, none of them is useful at this time and can deal with this situation.
Zong Shou's heart suddenly moved, and he felt his thoughts remotely. Immediately, a jade seal flew into the air from the fragments of time and space and landed in his hands.
It is the jade seal of the Zhenguo. This object is not only the chief hub of the twelve Zhenguo bronze men, but also a royal sacred treasure.
Yuan Yijian gathered all his royal martial arts skills, and then used the 'Emperor Wind Jue' to control them, which perfectly complemented each other.
Holding the seal in his left hand, he printed the seal, and the heavy sword shadows that filled the sky were immediately forcibly scattered.
And just when Zong Shou breathed a sigh of relief.
But when he saw Li Xin opposite him, his eyes were blank again, looking at the Zhen Guo Seal in his hand.
Half a moment later, a look of struggle appeared on that face again. In the end, he was extremely helpless and knelt down in front of Zong Shou.
"Li Xin, I have met your Majesty! I was reckless again before, please forgive me for being rude!"
Zong Shou was also stunned. He looked at Li Xin and then at the Zhenguo Seal in his hand. I had a vague guess that Li Xin's sudden abnormality was probably related to the thing in his hand.
Could it be that this Zhenguo Seal, in addition to being the bronze man of the Twelve Zhenguo, could suppress these corpse generals
He had such speculation in his mind, but still asked curiously: "Why do you call me Your Majesty? I am not the Qin Emperor, nor am I of the Qin Emperor's blood. I have nothing to do with the First Qin."
Li Xin's face was expressionless: "This seal is a legacy of our dynasty. Li Xin made an oath in the past to serve the Emperor of Qin and the owner of this seal. Your Majesty swallows the dragon spirit of our dynasty, which can be said to be I am the inheritor of Shi Qin. Li Xin is like this not out of choice but out of necessity—"
The implication is that he is willing to serve Zong Shou. Rather, he was forced by his oath and other factors, and had no choice but to do so.
Zong Shou blinked, it took him a long time to react, and then he laughed.
No matter what the reason is, it is a great surprise to be able to get the service of such a saint-level master whose strength is comparable to Lin Xuanxuan, and even surpasses it.
What's more, the man in front of me was one of the most famous generals from ten thousand years ago, especially good at cavalry -
There are many talented generals under his command, but none of them can do their job alone. There was only one Lieque, and with his god-level strength, he could barely take it.
If Li Xin is really willing to serve him, that would be a real surprise.
For a moment, Zong Shou didn't know what to say. comfort? Or a few words to win over
The reason for Li Xin's surrender is still unclear. It is best to understand it to avoid repetition.
Furthermore, as a corpse, is it appropriate to appear in his Daqian Immortal Dynasty
The evil corpse needs the evil force of death energy to be maintained. Will my subordinates accept such a 'dead man' as their colleague
Thinking of this, Zong Shou suddenly felt something in his heart, and asked with a faint smile: "Li Xin, do you want to be resurrected and live again?"
Li Xin raised his head and looked over indifferently, showing no intention of being tempted.
Even the Lord of Creation from thousands of years ago was unable to resurrect the dead.
What's more, like him, he is already a corpse, and his soul has already been assimilated by the death energy.
Therefore, although Zong Shou's words were tempting, he was not moved at all.
Zong Shou was helpless. In fact, he himself was not sure. And even if it works, it probably won't last for long, but it doesn't hurt to just give it a try.
"If you can trust me, don't resist—"
It was not his second soul that took action, but Zong Shou's true body within the fragments of space and time.
A bit of black and white brilliance suddenly came through the sky. Li Xin subconsciously wanted to dodge, but then his face moved slightly. RS