In his previous life, his sword heart was clear, but it did not mean that his state of mind was truly perfect and without any flaws.
There are just some things that he has not experienced. There are some things that he has never owned before.
The tie of 'Zong Shou' is also fettering him at this moment. Yiren, Xueer, no one was so kind to him in his previous life—
At that time, he was a lonely ghost with nothing, a rogue swordsman, and he was never able to find any escape route or escape strategy for himself. Every time we encountered a war, we tried our best, fought hard, or were forced or intentionally put ourselves in a near-death situation, and finally survived to the end.
Precisely because of this, he gradually no longer cared about his own life. People who have been wallowing on the edge of a knife all year round have their fear of death reduced to a minimum and they despise life and death.
If it weren't for his unchanging pursuit of the ultimate in swordsmanship, Zong Shou even doubted whether he would have turned into a walking corpse long before he broke through to heaven.
But at this moment, his sword hesitated and became weak. The Transparent Sword Heart also had a flaw.
But this is also an opportunity. If he didn't experience this, he would never be able to make up for this shortcoming in his life.
The reason why the Qingyin Sect sends all its disciples to go to the world and even brothels to gain experience is for the same reason. Allowing disciples to experience everything in the world, and thus form their own way of living in the world.
Several moans suddenly sounded in this cave room. Zong Shou finally remembered that there were still two or three living people here who were not completely dead.
With a raised brow, Zong Shou walked up to Zong Yang. I don't know when this child broke through the innate realm. He blasted his chest and abdomen, but he didn't die for a while. He was panting violently.
When Zong Shou arrived, Zong Yang only felt despair. Half a quarter of an hour ago, he thought that this sect was deadlocked, with nearly twenty seventh-level experts. Several Xuanwu masters have become famous for a long time. No matter how you think about it, this guy shouldn't be alive at all.
But just when he finally felt satisfied, his chest and abdomen were shattered by Zong Shou's punch. Then he saw a massacre before his eyes.
The strong smell of blood hit his nostrils. Mixed with that murderous aura, one's mind is completely blank. Nausea to the point of vomiting.
But Zong Shou only gave him a cold look. Just turned around and left. Zong Yang's heart sank, and he felt the sharp pain in his chest and abdomen, and his fear suddenly disappeared.
"Don't leave, kill me!"
Zong Shou just pretended not to hear. No intention of staying at all. Zong Yang's chest and abdomen were shattered, nearly 30% of his internal organs were shattered, his spine was broken, and his limbs could no longer move.
Unless it was an elixir-level elixir, even the most brilliant medical saint in the Yun Realm at this time could not save his life, and he could only endure the pain and wait for death. He wouldn't be able to offend anyone anymore.
Zong Yang refused to wait any longer. He gritted his teeth and said, "I know why Xue Suifan came to Julong Mountain! He plotted against you here because he was invited by Xiong Yu. He just did it on the spur of the moment."
Hearing this, Zong Shou finally raised his eyebrows. He paused. He thought that it was indeed this Xiongyu, and the only purpose of inviting these powerful men over was to kill him here.
What a beautiful princess Xuanyu!
Zong Yang was slightly happy, thinking that Zong Shou was interested in this matter, but at this moment he did not dare to show off. Without waiting for Zong Shou to ask, he said directly: "About a hundred years ago, there was a man named Venerable Xuan Lang. Therefore, he rebelled from the Canglang Sea. Legend has it that he swept away countless treasures from the Juelong City—"
Zong Shou's brows raised slightly, revealing a mocking look. Treasure? Except for those big sects from aristocratic families that have accumulated more than 10,000 years of experience. When it comes to personal wealth, how many people can compare to Zong Shou
He just didn't want to buy those precious elixirs on the market. Those spiritual weapons don't fit my hand, and I don't want to spend money on them.
Therefore, no matter what Venerable Xuanlang brings out, he will not care. But immediately, Zong Yang said with difficulty: "It is said that there are more than a dozen spiritual weapons inside, all of which are above the seventh level. Some of them are specially made for the Dragon Clan. Most of them have been recovered by Juelong City. But only the nine drops of ancient dragon essence and blood inside are still missing."
"True dragon essence and blood?"
Zong Shou whispered in shock, if it is this thing, it is no wonder that there are so many people entering the Julong Mountain.
I felt another burst of moxibustion fever in my right arm. This is the Thunder Wing Sun Snake. Ever since he saw the sword marks on your mural, this guy has had reactions from time to time.
It is said that if there is real dragon blood, this thunder-winged sun snake may be able to turn into a dragon immediately, obtain the blood of the real dragon, and maybe even reshape the physical body.
"Exactly! Legend has it that it was obtained by slaying the true dragon in Juelong City thousands of years ago, and it has been stored in the warehouse to this day—"
Zong Yang has been tortured by the pain until he is about to lose his mind. But he didn't dare to hide anything in his words, for fear that Zong Shou would just walk away.
But in my heart, I feel like thousands of ants are gnawing at my heart.
He used to regard Zong Shou as a useless person and never take him seriously. But at this time, he needs the other person to let him die happily.
Regardless of his strategy or his own strength, Zong Yang was completely defeated.
He also secretly resented that if Zong Shou didn't conceal his strength, he would be the true emperor's favored son in Qiantian Mountain! How could I have any objections
No matter how big your ambition is, you have to let it go!
Furthermore, he also hated the Xue family.
"It is said that after Juelong City killed Venerable Xuanlang, he consumed countless beast crystals several times and used secret methods to find his whereabouts, but to no avail. Therefore, some people suspect that Xuanlang hid the blood of the true dragon here. Julong Mountain. Before Xue Suifan came here, he seemed to have received certain information, saying that he had obtained a map and would definitely be able to find it."
Zong Shou suddenly realized that Julong Mountain was the place where old man Yinlong lived in seclusion in the past, and his thoughts remained here, implying the aura of a true dragon. Hiding the true dragon's blood here is indeed an excellent way.
With another move of his hand, he took all of Xue Sui Fan's belongings into his hand. As expected, there was a map painted on jade silk. It was very similar to what Jin Buhui gave him before. There are just a lot more cave passages, especially on the upper left side. The missing blank parts of Haoxuan Sect are also intact.
The location of the true dragon's blood is marked in a passage on the upper left.
Zong Shou didn't know for a moment whether the map was true or false. After frowning slightly, he asked curiously: "Since there is a map, why didn't Xue Suifan go to search for the true dragon's blood first, but instead attacked me? Get the exact answer He should be the only one who gets the news."
Wen Zongyang was not surprised by this, and said with a mocking smile: "Although there is a map, I have never been able to get in. That guy Xue Suifan spent a thousand fourth-level beast crystals on this map, but the result was is fake."
Zong Shou frowned and remained unconvinced. After thinking for a while, he still shot out with a finger force, completely smashing Zongyang's brain.
Seeing this man die with my own eyes made me feel quite sad. In the mind, the part that belonged to the former 'Zong Shou' seemed to have disappeared.
After that, he changed into a pair of clean clothes, threw away the bloody clothes, touched his sleeves, and then sighed helplessly.
In addition, the two Yun Yan flying knives that killed two mutated magic crystal fire ants not long ago, which are one with the mind and replicate the Jingyun Shen Destroying Sword Intent, have already consumed a full four. In the past few months, he had only cultivated eight knives in total. The remaining twenty pieces can only be slightly sensed by the mind, and can only barely change direction twice. There is no sword intention attached to them, so the power is really far behind.
The situation in this outer door cave room is strange and strange, and I don't know if I can handle it.
In short, this place is no longer a place to stay for a long time. Zong Shou didn't care anymore, and those seriously injured and dying people strode away.
However, half an hour later, when Zong Shou arrived at the place where he was first attacked, Zong Yuan was nowhere to be seen.
Not only Zong Yuan, but also Gong Yue, who had been following him step by step, also disappeared without a trace.
The only comforting thing is that except for three corpses and some hidden weapons scattered around, there are no other traces around this place. Thinking that these two guys must have surrendered safely, Zong Shou suddenly felt a headache. It was not easy to find two people in this maze that extended in all directions. It was like looking for a needle in a haystack.
I can only shake my head secretly, as Jin Buhui said, everyone has his own opportunity.
Maybe Zong Yuan and Gong Yue would gain something after leaving him.
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"Zong Shou!"
As he spoke, with heart-wrenching hatred, Yue Linghuan punched the stone wall next to him.
His martial arts is not in boxing. A full blow immediately made the fingers bloody and bloody.
Yue Linghuan didn't realize it at all, he just felt that the pain was not enough to suppress the hatred and faint fear in his heart -
"I have never seen such a terrifying person in my life!"
The person speaking at this moment was an old man with gray hair and wearing silver armor. The luster in his eyes flickered, revealing a look of horror.
"I have seen those strong men in the Heavenly Realm and the Sun Traveling Realm before. But I don't feel that they are as powerful as this person. When the sword comes out, you die, and when you punch out, you die. This person's martial arts ideas are so high, I'm afraid Even the Martial Sect of that day couldn't compare. A person like Xue Suifan, even three people at the peak of Xuanwu like me, could suppress him. But he only blocked six of his attacks—"
This silver-armored old man is also at the peak of Xuanwu!
"—Returning Yang Realm! He is only fourteen years old!"
Another spiritual master next to him also smiled bitterly, and then pointed out the key to this failure: "If this is all, it's okay! We will definitely kill him. The key is that this guy is decisive in his actions and his attacks are ruthless enough. , hit the vital point directly. His martial arts is also about death, all-or-nothing, not caring about his own life or death. Just like this, others can only die, only he can survive. Watching his battle, his style is bloody and domineering, with The move is simple and sharp. Without thousands of bloody battles, it would never be possible! Those rumors are probably 70% true! I wonder, how could the son of Zong Weiran be really a useless person?" (To be continued)