The third thing was Kong Yao. After being imprisoned for more than a month, the Central Dynasty surprisingly did not take any action.
On the other hand, this woman's subordinate named Li Zhile tried several times to find out where Kong Yao was being held.
The last one is the eight-tailed celestial fox Xue clan. After being quiet for nearly two years, the former Tianhu royal family seemed to be making moves again.
Weowui's secret guards have gradually discovered more and more people from the Xue clan recently. Some of the peripheral personnel have already sneaked into Qiantian Mountain City.
It was only because they were trying to frighten the snakes and missed the big fish behind them that they were not wiped out.
"This Xue family is really evil-"
Zong Shou smiled coldly, but if he thought about it carefully, he knew that the enemy was hidden and we were clear, and he really didn't have any good means to deal with it now.
We can only wait passively to see what tricks Tianhu Xue is playing this day.
All he can do is add some more trump cards to his hand.
Zong Shou left after only staying in Qiantian City for half a day. Traveling eastward, controlling the spiritual weapon, it took two days to arrive at the Eastern Sea of Clouds.
At this point, he temporarily left Zong Yuan and others behind and headed south. Half a day later, the distant sky was filled with violent winds and thunderstorms.
But when he stepped into the storm, Zong Shou hesitated slightly and looked steadily into the distance.
This is the sea of sinking clouds. Once you enter the sea of clouds, you will sink forever.
Zong Shou was not afraid, but what made him uneasy was the person trapped in the sea of sinking clouds.
After a little hesitation, Zong Shou moved forward again. But this time, it was Tan Qiu's identity.
Going all the way inward, it was like a familiar road, moving freely through the storm.
And as he approached the periphery of the sunken sea of clouds, a warning sign suddenly appeared in Zong Shou's heart.
Stop immediately and look south in the distance. Only a moment later, a middle-aged man appeared in front of him.
"This is the sea of sinking clouds. I, the Shangxiao Sect, are here to do business. Anyone else waiting here should retreat quickly—"
It turned out to be the attire of the Shangxiao Xuanling Sect. His aura was restrained and vague, and he was clearly an eighth-level Martial Lord. He is about forty years old and has a square face.
Without waiting for Zong Shou to speak, he just flicked his sleeves. A vast force of wind tried to roll Zong Shou's figure and throw him to the outside.
Zong Shou raised his eyebrows, snorted coldly, and stood still. Without even making a move, there was a surge of sword intent.
The strong wind was shattered before it even got close.
The middle-aged martial master was startled when he saw this. The next moment, he felt a mighty and powerful martial arts idea coming over him suddenly!
The locking of his thoughts actually made his consciousness feel as if he was in the boundless ocean. One violent wave, one wave, can crush him completely.
His consciousness struggled violently, and it took him a long time to escape from the pressure of the sword. The middle-aged Martial Lord's pupils shrank immediately, and a look of caution and suspicion appeared on his face.
"Extreme Sword Intent, who are you?"
The person in front of me is obviously only at the seventh level of aura, and he is still following the path of spiritual magic. But this sword intention has already reached its peak, and it can steadily overpower him!
In a moment, the middle-aged Martial Lord thought of someone, but he didn't dare to confirm it yet. His recent fame has shocked the cloud world. If it were this person, even if he was an eighth level person, he would probably not be his opponent.
"The common people talk about autumn!"
A simple sentence confirmed what the middle-aged Martial Lord was thinking. Zong Shou looked at the depths of the sunken sea of clouds with a half-smiling smile.
"You, Shangxiao Xuanling Sect, are doing business here?"
The voice was full of ridicule. The middle-aged Martial Lord first secretly said, "Sure enough, he became more and more vigilant."
Then, while feeling secretly angry, he felt helpless. To such a behemoth as Cangshengdao, Shangxiao Xuanling Sect is indeed nothing. The three sects and six sects of Cangsheng Dao are always in a group, connected with the same energy. Taoism has divided it into three branches, which are called one line, but are actually divided into three branches. Except for the Taishang lineage, which can still compete with it, the rest are inferior in strength by several points.
The vigilance in his heart became even stronger. If this son comes by the order of the common people, he must be on guard against him.
"It turns out it's the rumored Sword Emperor Tan Qiu. I'm rude! I'm Shangxiao Tiexuan, and I've met Chief Tan. I, Shangxiao Sect, do have important matters here. And it's not just me, Shangxiao—"
Before the man finished speaking, a loud laugh came from the distance: "Zhu Ming of the famous Taoist sect, I have seen Chief Tan!"
Following the words, a figure suddenly stepped out of the clouds and mist in the distance. But his strength is even better than Shangxiao Tiexuan. His strength reached the ninth level, and as soon as he appeared, there was a huge pressure, confronting Zong Shou from afar.
In terms of achievements in martial arts, this person is certainly inferior to Zong Shou. But combined with the tyrannical power of the ninth level, Zong Shou can be easily suppressed!
At this time, Tie Xuan and Zhu Mingren were not the only ones in the distance. One after another, more than a dozen auras surged up, seeming to appear and conceal, implying a hint of intimidation.
Seeing that Zong Shou frowned slightly, Zhu Ming also smiled: "I wonder, Chief Tan, why are you here? If it's not something too important, why don't you go back. Seven sects are gathered here to do things here. Chief, please tell me. Think carefully—"
Zong Shou didn't comment, he just looked around quietly. After a moment, he asked again: "Are you gathered here to find Zong Wei Ran and the Zhouji Life Book?"
Zhu Ming's face suddenly froze, and then he laughed softly: "Zhouji Life Book? Do you think that the Tao of the common people also believes it? Now, there is no response from the ten holy places. To be honest, chief, I am waiting here. I really wanted to give it a try. But it was more because he was still a sect. When this person fled, he killed hundreds of disciples of my Taoist sect and Shangxiao sects. There was already a deep hatred, and my Taoist sect was punished for right and wrong. This person is not allowed! Therefore, I ask for your forgiveness, chief, because we really dare not give him a chance to escape!"
Such words are true, and the eyes of Zhu Ming are also extremely sincere. Zong Shou secretly sneered, if it was really just for revenge, why would the seven sects here still fight against each other after sealing off the Sunken Sea of Clouds
If he hadn't revealed his identity just now, he was afraid that these people would never show up until Tie Xuan died.
The same is true for the dozen or so people in the distance. Although they jointly put pressure on him, they always stayed on separate sides and had no intention of coming together.
Within the Sunken Sea of Clouds, there are many ferocious beasts, often in groups. Being alone, the danger increases several times. Even at the eighth level, if you don't pay attention, you will die.
These people would rather disperse than get together.
It is estimated that even if there is no Zhouji Life Book, he must know that Zong Weiran has some important treasure in his hands.
And it was a recent period of time, otherwise Zong Lan and the thousand black fox cavalry would have no chance of survival.
I don't even know why, when Zhu Ming said the three words "Zong Weiran", he also said "deep hatred and great hatred".
Zong Shou felt a sharp pain in his heart, and he could hardly restrain his murderous thoughts. I want to kill all these Ming Tie Xuan, as well as a dozen strong men in the cloud, and cut their bodies into thousands of pieces!
Even more faintly, he was extremely anxious, wanting to rescue the person in the sea of clouds!
His face was still the same as before, cold and calm, but Zong Shou took several deep breaths to suppress the violent murderous intention and temporarily restore clarity to his mind.
After just a moment of meditation, he realized that the strength of the various sects here must be more than just what he saw. There should be more than one ninth level person like Zhu Ming.
While staying here, he couldn't guarantee whether the murderous intention pent up in his chest would burst out.
Not wanting to stay here any longer, he gave Zhu Ming a cold look. Zong Shou snorted softly, turned around and returned the way he came.
In addition to sinking into the sea of clouds, Zong Shou froze his body and fell into deep thought after traveling a full thousand miles north.
The almost out-of-control situation just now is really rare.
The impulse made him almost draw his sword.
It should come from the instinct of the owner of the body, Zong Shou.
But the problem is this body. At this moment, two years later, my body and soul have completely merged with him. And the soul of 'Zong Shou' has already been completely swallowed by him 'voluntarily'! Even if there are still remnants, they should be completely eliminated when he achieves the black and white holes. Where is the 'instinct'
But the killing intent just now clearly came from the deepest part of his soul.
"What's the mystery behind this?"
Zong Shou instinctively recalled the confusing words of 'Zong Shou' before he disappeared.
But all I felt in my heart was panic and disbelief.
When he came to sink into the sea of clouds, he also expected that he would be blocked by the various sects and it would not be so smooth, so it was just a test.
But I never expected that the final result would be like this.
Not only did the clan fail, but murderous intent arose. After getting close to the sea of clouds, instead of feeling uneasy about that 'father', I felt 'admiration' and 'closeness' to him!
This place is not far from where Zongyuan and the others are waiting. Just when Zong Shou fell into deep thought.
Zongyuan Weishui and Chuxue, who was still sleeping on Hanjinhu's back, all rushed over.
"Your Majesty, how is the situation over there?"
As soon as Zong Yuanfang arrived, he asked. His expression was calm, and his allegiance was to Zong Shou. He actually doesn't care about Zong Weiran's life or death.
On the contrary, it was weak water, with a hint of inquiry in his eyes.
"The bloodline has been sensed. My father is still in trouble! But it's not easy for my father to rescue him—"
These two sentences made Ruoshui suddenly happy. Zong Shou, however, still frowned: "Let someone go check and find out what happened in Yinlong Gorge recently!"
Ruoshui's eyebrows immediately froze and he took out a few golden talismans. In just a moment, they were shot out one by one and flew to the western sky.
Zong Shou stopped for a moment, then headed east again, continuing his journey with the weapon.
This trip into the sea of clouds made him more determined to travel eastward.
What happened to Zong Weiran was that Yunbo was treacherous. He couldn't guarantee that he would be able to handle it. There is nothing wrong with adding more strength.
Now that my wings are full, I am qualified enough to master some things and some people.