As soon as his mind wandered, Zong Shou realized that the place where he was had completely changed.
Looking around carefully, I saw that the place I was in was an endless wilderness filled with large tracts of golden wheat, and next to it was a large river. It should be a long distance away from Qiantian Mountain City. Even the outline of the city can no longer be seen here.
There was nothing around him. Senior Brother Wei was nowhere to be seen. He couldn't feel the slightest breath, and he didn't know where he was at this moment.
"Move thousands of miles? A strong man in the Holy Realm is really a good trick!"
Zong Shou shrank his eyes, then shook his head and smiled bitterly. Secretly sighing, I don’t know when I will reach this state
But where exactly is this place
Use the Yuan Yijian in the soul to sense it slightly. I felt that the seven kings who had gathered were reduced by a full 30%, showing a state of malaise.
"So, it should still be within Qiantian territory, about two hundred miles away from Qiantian City!"
Looking at the stars in the sky again, Zong Shou only took half a breath before he was startled again: "Isn't this place the lurking place of the heavenly martial sect I sensed earlier? So it's like this."
Almost instantly, Zong Shou understood. It is estimated that he was used as fishing bait by the Master of Cangtian Dao.
I couldn't help but rub my forehead with a headache. This was really helpless. Knowing that at this moment, even if I wanted to return to Qiantian Mountain City, I couldn't. Zong Shou simply walked along the river bank, leisurely and leisurely, looking at the night scene here.
Although the enemy was nearby, his expression was extremely relaxed. Then, sure enough, within a moment, I felt a powerful thought suddenly approaching.
The man obviously didn't expect Zong Shou to appear here and was a little suspicious. Then he stood by and carefully observed for a long time. No longer concealing it, he appeared on the bank of the river almost silently. It is only a hundred steps away from Zong Shou.
He sounded like he was in his thirties, but his whole body was covered in black mist, making it impossible to tell his appearance. Only one eye was exposed, looking coldly with an inquiring meaning: "Are you the Lord Sectkeeper of Qiantian City? Why are you here in the middle of the night?"
Zong Shou suddenly felt entangled in his heart, it was really hard to answer this. Some feel pity for the person in front of me.
"I'm going to say that I was thrown here casually, hanging out here, and used as bait to lure someone out. I don't know if you believe it or not?"
Seeing the black mist man sneer, there was a cold and sarcastic look in his eyes. Zong Shou knew the other party, so he must have been half-trusting. He didn't want to talk nonsense with this person, but Wei Xu didn't show up for some reason. I have no choice but to think of ways to talk more to delay time.
Could it be that he was betrayed by this Taoist Master? Borrowing someone else's knife to kill yourself? It can be said that I have just kowtowed, and it is not considered a real introduction.
Immediately, he felt something was wrong and resorted to the methods of a strong man in the holy realm. Why go to such trouble if you want to solve yourself
Sighing slightly, Zong Shou could only press the Jiulin Sword with his hand, and turned around and said: "Of course you came here in the middle of the night to kill people! Who are you, and why are you here to spy on me?"
The dragon energy in Yuan Yijian's sword immediately burst into flames, and a force that was inferior to the pressure of the Heavenly Martial Sect came into being. The hazy sword power, which seemed to be able to accommodate mountains and rivers, suddenly gathered around Zong Shou.
The land a hundred meters around suddenly dented.
And the figure in the black mist suddenly had a sharp light in his eyes, and the mist surrounding his body suddenly boiled.
"The Secret Martial Arts of the King! The Sword Intent of Mountains and Rivers! Very good. You are worthy of being the son of Zong Weiran! No wonder you dare to come here alone. Hey, the rumors in Qian Tianshan City are indeed deceptive. I knew that in one fell swoop, I would conquer all the people in Tianshan Mountain. How could the Fang forces, who wiped out all of them, be real trash? I think my two junior brothers and Mr. Mi also died in your hands?"
"Exactly!"
The corners of Zong Shou's lips suddenly raised, and he continued to think of ways to delay time: "So, you are a member of the Demon Mountain Sect, right? I heard that about twenty years ago, the Guizong was jointly annihilated by the seven sects of the Central Cloud Continent. To this day, the Tailing Sect is still looking for traces of your sect and is searching everywhere. Speaking of boldness, you are the one who dares to run out not long after his resurrection."
The eyes of the figure in the black mist flashed fiercely again, and he was determined to take action, but he still hesitated.
Looking around, his soul thoughts were like a tide, sweeping back and forth. Until it is confirmed that within a hundred miles, even the ninth-level Lingwu Lord and the True Form Realm expert cannot escape his detection. Then there was another sneer: "So what? Do you think you can still escape from here?"
Just take one step forward. A powerful and uncontrollable aura, with a bit of uncertainty, suddenly surged up.
Although Zong Shou wanted to take in the mountains and rivers, this person was able to gallop freely within the mountains and rivers.
It actually suppressed the power gathered by Zong Shou, peeled it off bit by bit, and even used it for his own use.
And when he took the second step forward, even the trace of "king energy" in Zong Shouyuan's sword was suppressed and shrank into a ball.
The figure in the black mist had been watching Zong Shou carefully. When he saw that there was no fear or panic in his eyes, he was thoughtful and could not help but feel slightly disappointed and a little confused. Could it be that there really was an expert on his side? But his voice was still solemn, full of ridicule: "What a pity! At such a young age, you have extraordinary abilities and unparalleled talents, but unfortunately you are too arrogant. I really thought that if you mastered the sword intention of a small amount of mountains and rivers, and controlled the power of a country, you would Can you compete with the throne of heaven? I really don’t know what is behind the sky."
Zong Shou suddenly woke up from his reverie and suddenly said: "This should be the sword intention of Xun Zhi, but it is slightly different. No! It should be called the sword intention of Mo Kui. Could it be that your Excellency has also cut off his descendants?"
The face of the figure in the black fog suddenly distorted, but his state of mind did not waver. He continued to pace forward slowly, as if strolling in a leisurely garden, and gradually approached.
He snorted coldly: "Just use your words. Originally, I wanted to wait for Master to arrest the father and daughter in Xuanshan City and get the news before I take action against you. But since you ran out on your own, it saves our sect." "One skill"
Before he finished speaking, Zong Shou's eyes immediately tightened and his mind became slightly dazed. He thought that the Demon Mountain Sect would take revenge on him, and also thought that the Demon Sect would do whatever it took to do so.
However, he never expected that the other party would not come after him, but instead go after Yi Ren and Xuanyuan Tong, who seemed to be his strongest point.
He remembered that two days ago, Ruoshui reported to him that Xuanyuan Tong had been promoted to the realm of Heavenly Martial Sect. With the help of one city, it should be okay for the time being.
But in his chest, there was still a surge of rage and hostility. In Zong Shou's previous life, he was a loner all his life. Therefore, you can act as you please without any scruples. He never puts himself in danger of life or death, and lives with peace of mind.
Only then did I realize that I was the biggest difference from before. It was during this time that he already had someone he cared about.
As soon as he thought this, Zong Shou's consciousness was filled with murderous intent. The long black hair on the back of his head floated up, and he forcibly broke away from the crown. At the end, it has gradually turned gray.
A little bit of death energy began to gather. If Wei Xu didn't take action, in today's battle, only the last few moves of Styx's death sword and self-mutilation method could compete with this powerful man in heaven!
The figure in the black mist was overjoyed, and without moving his expression, he walked a few feet away from Zong Shou. And this Zong Shou was indeed shaken because of his own words.
Here today, what if there is mystery and an ambush? It was only a few feet away, and he didn't need to take an instant to capture this child. The Demon Kui's Sword can reach it so fast that even Lingwu Lord Level 1 cannot react!
An invisible black sword shadow emerged from the black mist almost silently. It was also extremely fast, just in a flash, it was in front of Zong Shou.
But before it could pierce Zong Shou's body, a muffled sound was heard. The figure in the black mist felt like the sword in his hand was stabbing into a steel wall.
If that's all, don't worry. He didn't care about the mere self-defense spiritual method, and it was expected. He was confident enough to break through anything with one sword!
Then in the next moment, he felt a force that was no less powerful than him, rushing back. The sharp black sword immediately bent. Then, the whole person was unable to resist and was forcefully pushed away.
Looking in front of me again, I saw that Zong Shou's expression was still as cold as before, and behind him stood a young man in Confucian robes, smiling gently and elegantly: "Finally, we waited, it's not easy."
He looked at Zong Shou again and said with a hint of a reward: "Well done! As for today's matter, I am the most righteous. Since this guy took action, even if the old devils of the Demon Sect come forward, We can’t protect the Demon Mountain Sect. However, it’s better to use less of your sword technique that uses the energy of death.”
With just a tap on Zong Shou's shoulder, the death aura instantly dissipated. Zong Shou's eyes also regained their clarity.
The figure in the black mist staggered and retreated a hundred steps away before he paused. First there was a moment of confusion. Then I felt the cold gaze of the young man in Confucian uniform.
"How brave you are to dare to attack me, the direct descendant of the common people!"
This voice, this whole night. It suddenly turned into daylight. In the sky, the bright moon has disappeared, and there is a group of bright stars hanging high in the middle, with its light moxibustion heat.
The figure in the black fog only took one look, and he was immediately frightened. It was still midnight just now, and it couldn't turn into noon in an instant.
He had only seen this method in some classics left over from the Yunhuang era. And usually people who can possess such magical powers have all entered the gate of immortality, and their realm is quite high!
The person in front of him was actually above the immortal realm!
"It's Yi Tianhuandi!"
Almost without thinking, the figure in the black mist was about to escape, but he heard a chuckle, and a boundless force suddenly enveloped him. His figure suddenly stopped in place. (To be continued)