"That Zongshou is so brave! He plotted against us under the sea of clouds. Isn't he afraid of being attacked by all the sects in the future?"
The person who spoke was none other than Lin Ji. His expression was indignant, and his eyes were filled with rage.
However, the people around him were looking at him like they were idiots.
"Idiot! I, Feng Fury, have never seen such a fool like you! We are dozens of miles away from here, and Zong Shou has never met us. At this time, we can easily evade it if we don't see it. I am a three-city battleship. , why does it appear here at this time, it can make people speechless! Even if it is announced to the sects, what is the use? Do they still want us to make the decision? He invited the Lingyun Sect disciples to come on board, this intention is really heart-warming punish-"
The more Feng Nu talked about it, the colder his heart felt. Previously, he thought that Zong Shou was just trying to prevent them from taking action under the sea of clouds, so he paid a huge price to invite people from the Lingyun Sect to board the ship.
But thinking about it now, it can't help but chill people to the bone. This was obviously a deliberate attempt to dig a huge hole for them since the beginning of the Spiritual Island!
Those inner disciples of Lingyun Sect are basically the witnesses used by this sect to get out of sin!
"Brother Feng, what you said is wrong! Of course, you and I, the cities, are right about what happened today. However, we still have to inform the world about this matter, so that everyone in the Yun Realm will know the evil nature of this son!"
Xiongba snorted coldly, his eyes fixed on the front: "But the most urgent task is to break out of the encirclement as soon as possible! No matter what the cost, we must rush out!"
As soon as these words came out, Yue Guanyun and several others came out. Suddenly he frowned again and looked back and forth.
The spirit beasts in this canyon have been almost wiped out by the Yuan Mie Nu. The rest of them also took advantage of the situation and crawled around the corners to avoid it.
Although there are constantly spirit beasts, under the urging of the seventh-level spirit beasts, they rush into the valley.
But they were often killed one by one within a distance of only ten miles.
And looking at that dense mass, every twenty breaths passed. The beam of destruction began to shine in the valley, making everyone's scalp numb.
They would rather face the tide of beasts in front of them than go into the valley with the bombardment of these Yuan Mie Nu.
All cloud ships here are huge in size and lack the flexibility of spirit beasts.
Facing this Yuan Mie Nu, I am afraid that they will be blasted into dregs before they can rush into the valley.
Unless you can rush into the visible distance. That Zong Shou would probably never be so kind as to stop the Yuan Mie Crossbow.
But the tide of beasts in front of him was equally horrifying. Millions of spirit beasts gathered here, the sixth level alone numbered over 30,000." In addition, there are those seventh levels that seem to be hidden, which makes people feel even more desperate.
The situation at this moment is a dilemma.
"I'm the eighth generation of Zong Shou's ancestor! Only that piece of shit Zong Weiran can give birth to such a cunning kid. Neither of these two fathers and sons makes anyone worry!"
Xiongba punched the railing, shattering the wooden railing at the bow of the ship.
In the past, Yue Guanyun would have been displeased when he saw Xiong Ba destroying his beloved boat. At the moment, he didn't even have the intention to pay attention. He just kept a sullen face and said nothing,
Then I just listened to Xiong Ba's tone, which suddenly changed and suddenly became louder: "Holy shit! It's actually a seventh-level Wind-Splitting Eagle, three at a time-"
Without hesitation, he jumped up from the deck of the seven-toothed giant ship and jumped to a nearby ship. Feng Nu also shrank his pupils. He also immediately jumped up and fled quickly.
Yue Guanyun glanced upward, and saw three black spots in the cloud sky, falling down with the strong wind.
In this moment in my heart. It was colic to the extreme. There was even more blood flowing out from the corners of his lips. But at this moment, he didn't dare to hesitate. Grabbing a few people around him, he also swept their bodies and flew dozens of feet away.
In the next moment, three giant birds with broad silhouettes, up to a hundred feet long, hit the seven-toothed giant ship.
It penetrated this seemingly indestructible giant ship and made three huge holes. Then countless sharp wind blades danced wildly, splitting the huge seven-toothed ship into thousands of holes.
Yue Guanyun couldn't help but look back, and then the depression in his chest could no longer be suppressed, and he spat out a mouthful of black blood with an extremely ferocious expression.
"Zong Shou! The more I see the clouds, I will definitely be at odds with you!"
In his life, he had never hated someone as much as he did today. Even when Zong Weiran dominated the nine provinces and was at its peak, he was not made like this.
Only this Zong Shou made him hate him to the extreme! It hurts to the bone!
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Outside, the cloud ships in the three cities of Taoyun Lieyan were in dire straits. Zong Shou, however, sat cross-legged in the peaceful canyon and looked at the fragments of the phoenix-patterned sword in his hands extremely calmly.
Needless to say, the material of the second-level magic weapon is natural. Even after it is broken, you only need to ask a skilled weapon refiner to refine it again, and you can create an extremely high-level spiritual weapon.
But what Zong Shou was thinking at this moment was not in this. Instead, he was thinking about how to extract the weapon spirit and restore it.
It has lasted for ten thousand years without dissipating, and it has integrated its master's martial arts thoughts into the sword. Sword spirits of this level are extremely rare.
Others don't know its value, and Jingtao doesn't know the goods either. But he knew very well that even those in the fairyland and even the godly realm would flock to this kind of sword spirit that could mutate and grow.
Whether it is used as a guard or to recast a sword, it is excellent.
In his eyes, these magic weapon fragments in his hand are more valuable than the Qiankun Bag.
I investigated it with my spiritual mind, and the results were quite exciting. Although the sword was scattered, the soul of the sword was also greatly damaged. But after all, it has not completely died.
He only needs to gather some spiritual objects and use several secret methods in his memory to extract the spirit of the weapon inside.
The most difficult thing now is how to erase the memory of the sword spirit and the imprint left by its previous owner.
This sword can protect this body for thousands of years, and it is obviously very attached to its owner, and even when it is on the verge of dissipation, it is unwilling to fend for itself.
In fact, it can also be inherited directly, but with this method, Zong Shou can't rest assured that it still belongs to someone else.
Just when he was frowning in thought, Xuanyuan Yiren safely removed the last corpse-containing sword grass and looked at Zong Shou with complicated eyes: "Xiao Shou, I feel more and more that you have a treacherous temperament now." —”
Zong Shou smiled when he heard this and knew about it, but he couldn't hide it from the benevolent girl who was by his side day and night. He did not deny it at the moment, but asked: "Then what I did is against the principles of benevolence and righteousness?"
"No, those people brought it upon themselves and cannot blame others!"
Xuanyuan Yiren shook his head, with a complicated look on his face: "There is never a war between enemy countries. Of course, there is no way to talk about the word benevolence. If you are benevolent and righteous to the enemy country, you will owe your own people. But once war breaks out, After all, there is something wrong with committing murder—"
"Exactly this!"
Zong Shou raised his eyebrows, but he didn't expect that his fiancée could see so clearly. Countries are fighting for the sake of profit. All the fame and righteousness are empty. It is a fool to insist on benevolence and righteousness.
"So what your husband has always believed in is that long-term pain is worse than short-term pain. Rather than letting my people cry as a family, it would be better to let the enemy country cry -"
Suddenly he stretched out his hand and snatched the corpse-containing sword grass from Xuanyuan Yiren's hand, and then threw it to a deserted place.
"Uncle Zhu, please do it!"
Zhu Junhou was holding a halberd in his hand and looking at the mouth of the valley with a focused expression. As long as a fish slips through the net and rushes in, he can immediately command the thousands of soldiers who are already waiting to kill him.
Hearing this, he turned around in shock. When he saw the corpse-carrying sword Jicao in mid-air, he was startled for a moment. Immediately he came to his senses and was filled with energy.
"Your Majesty, you obey!"
With a casual strike of the halberd, a blade of light rushed up and completely shattered the corpse-bearing sword grass!
The same as before, first the strong death aura spread. Then there is the refreshing medicinal fragrance. Everyone in the valley was slightly refreshed. Those spiritual masters in particular felt that their soul power had been depleted, but at this moment, most of it was restored.
Xuanyuan Yiren was stunned on the spot. Master Jingtao in the distance was also stunned and looked at the tomb in disbelief.
Then there was an old face, distorted and distorted: "Zong City Lord! Please give me an explanation!"
His tone was no longer as affectionate as before, and was filled with stiffness and coldness.
However, when Zong Shou heard this, he was calm and composed, without the slightest hint of embarrassment or shame.
"Master, please be calm and don't be impatient. Zong Shou's move is also to enable you and me to escape from this place as soon as possible!"
Master Jingtao was immediately stunned again. He wondered what the destruction of the Corpse-Hanging Sword Jicao had to do with their escape. Those medicinal scents will only stimulate the spirit beasts outside and make them even crazier.
Immediately, Jingtao's heart moved slightly again, and his eyes seemed to be enlightened.
When Zong Shou saw this, he sighed with admiration on his face: "Zhenzhen is indeed a wise man, and it seems that there is no need to explain it alone. If we don't make these beasts outside lose their minds and attract these beasts, Attack and try your best to consume their number. I guess you and I can only be trapped here for who knows how long before we can leave—"
Then there was another wry smile, with a look of helplessness on his face: "And the sixth-order beast crystals I have here are limited after all."
Those words were also filled with deep affection, which made Master Jingtao blush with shame. When he thought about it, he had indeed misunderstood Zong Shou.
If you think about it carefully, eight hundred yuan of crossbow, one volley, is eight hundred and six level beast crystals. It is indeed not something that ordinary mortal forces can afford to consume. Even the wealthy Lingyun Sect may not be able to afford it.
Zong Shou was probably helpless when he destroyed a corpse-containing sword grass.
Zhao Yanran, who was not far away, felt a shiver run through her body and stared speechlessly. The last sigh: "Senior Sister Xuan, if possible, you'd better not offend this guy in your entire life."
Xuan Yunlan nodded with deep understanding. Today she finally saw the ruthless tactics of this great uncle, Mrs. Taishi. This is the plan to force the cloud ships in the three cities of Taoyun to a dead end—