"Six Xuanwu Zongshou, it's over like this? So fast!"
Looking at the last person, he was also killed by several soul beasts from Li Luo and Shi Dan. Hu Zhongyuan then turned his head and looked at Zong Shou with a horrified look.
An eighth-level spiritual weapon with one-tenth of its power, the Second Soul Void Spirit Sword, sword channeling, and in that moment, he was inexplicably promoted to the peak level of Night Travel. When these are combined into one, they can kill Grandmaster Xuanwu instantly!
Nearly half of the six people who took action died in Zong Shou's hands!
Li Luoshidan's expression flashed even more, as if he was getting acquainted with him again, he looked at Zong Shou again.
Only Tan Tao was frowning, looking at the corpses on the ground: "Looking at the methods of these people, they seem to be from the devil's path. It doesn't seem to have anything to do with Yunxia Mountain and Lieyan Mountain."
I was about to step over and check the corpses. Zong Shou finally regained his breath. The consumption this time was so intense that his vitality was almost completely destroyed. Even Xiao Jin was weak at the moment. The dark epiphyllum that was used will take a few more months to reach the level just now.
While thinking that he was missing another trump card, Zong Shou shook his head: "Don't look at it, it's probably the Demon Mountain Sect."
"Moshan Sect?"
Tan Tao sighed, then thought about it carefully, but didn't take it to heart. He just nodded lightly: "That's it!"
Since he could kill Grandmaster Xuanwu instantly with a single stroke of his sword, there weren't many people in the world who could do anything to the sect's guardian.
On the throne of heaven, one must not interfere in Yunlu's affairs. Zong Shou's identity is particularly sensitive. As long as you get to Qiantian Mountain, even the Demon Mountain Sect Master doesn't have to be afraid.
Zong Shouze nodded gratefully towards Li Luoshidan, these two people were quite attentive. The former stopped two Xuanwu Grandmasters of the same rank, and the latter also sent his personal escort, the Sword Slave, over to rescue him when he was in danger. This time it was thanks to these two people, otherwise he would have died here even with the help of Dark Epiphyllum and Nine Groups of Swords.
And Tan Tao is actually pretty good. No matter how much these people in Xuanshan City dislike him. But in the original history, two years later, most of the soldiers in this city died because of his predecessor.
After taking a closer look at these people's belongings, Zong Shou sighed slightly.
He was now rich and wealthy, and the things these people carried were only one or two grades of spiritual energy at most, so they didn't take it seriously. I just regretted that even if I had money, I couldn't buy that small universe bag. After waiting for a few days in Floating World City, there was no sign of it. Even though there was news of acquisition, no one was willing to sell.
But just as he was starting to go down the mountain. The figure of Shi Dan suddenly flashed and stopped in front of him. His eyebrows furrowed slightly: "The prince is indeed a psychic with swordsmanship and powerful spiritual skills. It is almost the same as what I, the elder Zong He, said. But in a battle with a large army, with a few people in the world The life and death fight is completely different. Even if you can kill these three Xuanwu masters, you may not be able to do anything on the battlefield. At that time, Li Luo and I couldn't even save ourselves, let alone protect your life. That's not 440,000, but 400,000 elite troops! You are very talented, it would be a pity to stay here."
Li Luo raised the corners of his lips sarcastically, but remained noncommittal. Zong Shouze was not surprised. The elder He mentioned by this woman was probably the old court official from Sanlu Bank. He also smiled at the moment and said without thinking: "I know this well. When the time comes, Mr. Shi, if you see that the situation is not good, you can leave first. Don't worry about me!"
Shi Dan looked slightly startled, waiting to react. But Zong Shou had already passed by and walked downwards. He had to go down the mountain quickly, otherwise the Yuanli Qi gathered on the Nine Phosphorus Sword would dissipate. Seeing this, Shi Dan couldn't help but frown again, and after giving Li Luo a hard look, who said nothing, He could only helplessly follow Zong Shou down the mountain.
At this moment, thirty miles away, Lei Dongzheng was looking at the stone platform in the distance without blinking.
There were two people beside him, one of whom was Zhao Yanran, sitting cross-legged with a calm expression, but his aura was more solid and heavy. Surprisingly, he was firmly in the realm of Wuzong, and on the skin exposed outside his clothes, five streaks of different colors were faintly visible, circling and swimming under the skin.
The other person, however, collapsed on the ground upright, his eyes wide open, full of anger and helplessness. If Zong Shou were here at this moment, he would definitely recognize this person, and he must be Xuanyuan Yiren's senior brother Fang Shu.
"This sworn brother is really getting more and more powerful. The eighth-level spiritual weapon, the dark epiphyllum, plus his psychic swordsmanship. This Donglin Yunlu can do nothing to defeat his Xuanwu Grandmaster, he is really not a mortal."
When Zong Shou and others disappeared one after another. The stone platform where there had been a fierce battle also began to collapse.
After Lei Dong withdrew his gaze, he glanced at Zhao Yanran with slight jealousy. Immediately he sighed heavily: "Recently I always feel that I am exhausted mentally and physically. With my brother's identity and temperament, how can I hide it? My uncle is really unreasonable and really sad."
"Are you worried? You brought it on yourself because of your soft-heartedness. Wouldn't it be worse to kill someone like this and silence him?"
Zhao Yanran glanced at Fang Shu coldly, causing the latter's body to tremble: "However, it is still a pity for his psychic swordsmanship. If he could go one step further and combine spirit and martial arts, among his peers, I'm afraid he would be the worst There are few who can match him.”
When Lei Dong heard this, he was confused: "The unity of spirit and martial arts? Why did you suddenly think of this? This is not easy, don't be too greedy!"
Fang Shu rolled his eyes, that Prince Qian Tianshan. But more than ten days ago, he had achieved the unity of spirit and martial arts, and he could use it more freely to defeat Xuanyuan Tong. However, these two people don't seem to know yet. The army is stationed on the Xuan Mountain, and the Tiegang Palace can isolate all spiritual consciousness. It is not surprising when you think about it.
Subconsciously, he wanted to speak out, but when he opened his mouth, Fang Shu suddenly felt a warning in his heart and kept silent.
He decided to beat him to death without speaking a word. If these two people found out, he would never be able to escape. What's more, now I am being treated so badly.
Zhao Yanran didn't notice the change in his expression, but also laughed at herself, and asked curiously: "Then you won't help in this battle? There are 400,000 people, and there are several Xuanwu Grandmasters. How could he win? How dare he rush in headfirst? Go, this Zongshou, is he actually a fool?"
"I don't know either! It's just a dilemma."
Thinking of this matter, Lei Dong felt entangled again. He is a Heavenly Martial Master. If nothing happens, he will be able to enter the Martial Master realm within two months. It has long been noticed by all the sects in Yunlu to the east. It is really difficult to take action in this situation.
"Looking at his appearance, he seems very confident.
Let's see, maybe we can really break through. "
Although he was thinking this in his mouth, he had completely ruled out this possibility in his heart. He thought that he had no choice but to show up at that time and rescue Zong Shou from the rebel army.
Some time later, in a narrow mountain road, a group of knights in silver armor were marching forward quietly. The leader, a handsome middle-aged man, was holding a red swift bird in his hand, with his brows also furrowed. There was deep sadness in his eyes.
"What the hell is this prince doing? There are less than 5,000 people, and he actually dares to cross the Ruo Channel?"
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Half a day later, when the convoy traveled about thirty miles away from the Naruo Strait, Zong Shou ordered everyone to stop and camp again and start to cultivate their spirits.
There were already patrolling cavalrymen from Yunxia Lieyan and Yunxia Lieyan armies here, and they reported the news to the barracks over there early.
However, the great leader Feng Yu was extremely experienced and did not immediately raise his army. Instead, he kept them quiet and waited for work. They only strengthened their vigilance and drove most of their subordinates into the camp to rest.
Two more cavalry troops of nearly ten thousand people left the camp. Disappearing into the branch road in the Ruo Strait, if nothing unexpected happens, this is probably a detour, cutting off their retreat.
Zong Shou didn't care, he stayed in the carriage and meditated quietly. At this moment, his soul was undergoing drastic changes. Dozens of true spirit taboos are gathering one by one to form true talismans.
However, there is always an inexplicable force blocking it. Often after working hard for most of the time, it will fall apart. And every time it fails, the soul sea will become even drier.
This is because this true talisman that is about to take shape is still in conflict with the laws of heaven and earth.
And all the spiritual masters, through this repeated failure, constantly understood the true meaning of the talisman and finally mastered it.
Zong Shou didn't feel depressed, and he didn't know the passage of time! Try again and again. Every time, there is always a step forward. Just when the whirlpool of the soul sea shrunk to the extreme, there was a sound from above. A golden urn suddenly condensed and hovered in the center of the whirlpool. Together with the other three true talismans, they are intertwined with each other.
When this true talisman gathers together, the dried soul sea immediately boils again. First, it gradually filled up, and then gradually expanded, expanding by another 40% in diameter before finally stopping.
Zong Shou continued to meditate and stabilized his state before stopping. There was a hint of joy on his face.
Although the battle with the six Xuanwu Masters was easy, it still brought out some potential. The four true talismans that were originally thought to be condensed in ten days were actually completed today.
At this moment, although the diameter of the vortex in the soul sea has only increased by 40%, the soul power has increased by more than three times. This time, it helped him a lot.
After waking up, Zong Shou picked up the purple gun again and jumped out of the carriage. The bright yellow poly-yuan bead set on the gun crocodile was different from a few days ago. It was shining with luster from time to time. After killing three Xuanwu masters, most of the essence was poured into Zong Shou. This caused the Yuan Yuan Pearl to be filled to the extreme for a moment.
And as Zong Shou spoke a spiritual word, a figure also jumped out of the Fanyun Car not far behind.
It was Zong Yuan who had been practicing hard in seclusion. Zong Shou glanced at him and then nodded slightly with satisfaction.
It is true that the four innate meridians are already halfway to the fifth meridians. There is a purple round bead hanging next to him, which is the thunder element elixir that Zong Shou bought at a high price a few days ago. The level is not high and can only provide five spiritual veins. At this moment, Zong Yuan had successfully sacrificed the weapon, and the Qi and machine were harmonious.
But at this time, Zongyuan's complexion. But it shocked everyone, it was particularly gloomy and lifeless. A few days ago, although I was feeling depressed, I was still optimistic. But at this moment, he didn't look like a person at all. His eyes were cold, as if he would be frozen by this person's gaze if he got closer.
Zong Shou didn't care about the amount and made a rough estimate. Even adding the Waidan can only slightly more than double Zong Yuan's strength to about 700,000 kilograms. But fortunately, besides that, there are also spiritual weapons and equipment, and the effects are not bad either.
With a slight smile, Zong Shou threw two pieces of spiritual armor and a purple gun. (To be continued)