Throughout the stone hall, traces of sword shadows appeared and disappeared, flashing continuously.
At this time, Zong Shou was sweating profusely, and his face was even pale.
This is already thirteen thousand two hundred and forty-three swords!
The injuries he suffered when he took the dragon pill were gradually getting worse now.
And this sword shadow still never stops, as if it is endless.
This battle is far more difficult and tiring than the battle with Jue Xin. The sword shadow changed, and there were seven different sword techniques, almost every one of which was at the eighth level or above!
Moreover, each kind of sword intention has surpassed "intention" and reached the level of "soul".
The Nine-Nine Dragon Shadow Sword, on the other hand, was polished by him in this battle to the point where he could use it completely freely and superbly.
And the physical body was forged by the impact of this sword energy. Although it was scarred, it would definitely be able to advance again in the future.
But in this battle, Zong Shou had no hope of winning.
Fourteen thousand years later, this was still the case. Fourteen thousand years ago, it was even more tyrannical.
Ye Feishang said that in this place of inheritance, even the most talented dragon clan could not take away the eighth spiritual object, but now he truly believes it.
The sword light was still pressing forward bit by bit. The first moment it was the Vast Vast Sword, the next moment it was the Great Cold Ice Sword, and the next moment it was the Thunder Hell Sword. Zong Shou was tired of dealing with it, and was extremely confused. If this The names recorded in the three pages of gold leaves that appear to be the Golden Book of Mysterious Life are truly seniors in the Dao of Common Life. I'm afraid most of them are also good at swordsmanship and are extremely strong swordsmen.
He couldn't be distracted, and he didn't think about how much time there was before the inheritance place was closed.
Zong Shou could only use his sword with all his strength to gain every opening for himself. To adjust Qi pulse and restore inner breath.
Try your best to retain more strength to deal with the sword tide behind.
Gradually, he forgot about time and where he was, and he no longer thought about the three pages of the Golden Book of Profound Fate. With his pure mind, there was only the sword in his hand and the things in front of him that were constantly being generated and slashed from all directions. One sword is almost stronger than the other, and one sword is more wonderful than the other. The endless sword energy.
It was when Zong Shou was able to count his 21,200 swords. The sword energy that filled the sky finally subsided.
At this time, Zong Shou was sweating profusely, his steps were sloppy and his whole body almost collapsed. His feet were weak, and he stopped with his sword, so he didn't collapse.
First he smiled helplessly, but in the end there was a burst of joy.
This battle is really exciting!
Compared with the battle with Juexi, it was even more profound in his memory.
The seven "sword souls" and levels of swordsmanship enabled him to master the Nine-Nine Dragon Shadow Sword to the extreme.
As for the unfinished Yuan Yijian, which was full of flaws, he didn't even dare to use it in this battle.
He shook his head and took several pills in succession. After his breath recovered slightly, Zong Shou stepped onto the stone steps deep inside the palace.
Without taking a closer look, he put the three hidden golden pages directly into his sleeve.
Then he strode out of the stone palace gate.
I looked around and saw no one anywhere. I don’t know if he has left or is still in a certain stone palace, solving those difficult test questions.
Only Zong Yuan was still there, guarding outside the stone palace with a calm expression.
Zong Shou only glanced at it, then smiled: "Did you get it?"
Zongyuan nodded, turned his hand and took out another object, which was nine pills.
Zong Shou looked at it carefully, and then his eyes lit up: "It turns out to be the Cunyi Pill! What a blessing!"
The so-called intention elixir is a person who refines the elixir and uses the elixir as a sustenance to store his martial arts thoughts in the elixir.
People who take it can not only understand high-level martial arts thoughts, but also use the martial arts in the pill to fight with others.
And these nine pills in Zongyuan's hand are exactly "Yi". They are the top-level Cuyi Dan, which already has a bit of a psychic feeling.
What is rare is that three of them happen to be related to Thunder.
This blessing is indeed good, even Zong Shou is envious of it.
When he entered this inheritance place, he gained a lot of things. But apart from the spirit chalcedony, there was nothing that could enhance his own strength.
Zong Yuan said nothing, but nodded in sympathy.
Zong Shou then calculated the time again, and then frowned again.
Before I knew it, it was the last day.
"Only half an hour left"
Looking around, Zong Shouxuan was determined. With only such a short time left, he didn't force himself to get the ninth spiritual object. It could be seen that there was no harm in it, but his eyes finally locked on a pale golden stone palace not far away.
He had seen before that what was hidden in this hall was a flying edge the size of a child's arm.
It was also the thing that interested him the most in this area.
As soon as his figure flashed, Zong Shou walked to the front of the hall without hesitation. And when he steps in, the door is closed.
The spiritual array restriction in this hall was filled with flashes of spiritual light, which were triggered by neither Taoism nor swordsmanship.
Instead, they were giant black winged bats with fierce eyes that revealed bloodthirsty. But in his eyes, there was more confusion at this time.
Zong Shouze took a breath of cold air, not knowing where these ferocious beasts moved from. Almost every one of them was nine levels higher.
Looking at them one by one, there were actually more than 800 of them, hovering in this spacious hall.
Zong Shou's mouth felt extremely bitter. The test of obtaining this ninth spiritual object was too difficult.
One or eight hundred level nine, this can really kill people!
At this time, it was less than sixty breaths before the inheritance place was closed. Zong Shou had nothing to worry about. As long as he survived the initial period of time, he would be automatically moved out.
The next moment, Zong Shou's mind moved slightly, as if he was thoughtful.
"Less than sixty breaths?"
Looking at the winged bats all over the hall, I saw only some of them were already rushing towards this side, fiercely rushing towards them.
He heard that ferocious beasts like the Winged Bat had a very short visual range. He relies on his eardrums to hear sounds, and his spiritual consciousness is also extremely sharp.
They all have magical powers of the musical system. Sometimes they are used to attack enemies, but most of the time, they are used to explore the terrain and creatures in the distance and find prey.
Zong Shou frowned slightly, then smiled again. What's the harm in taking a gamble
There was a turmoil within the soul. Then the two completely opposite phenomena, one black and one white, appeared outside the body.
In the entire stone hall, half of it was dim and lightless, and the other half was dazzling white, making it impossible to see.
And all sounds, all spiritual senses, are distorted.
In this stone palace, more than 800 winged bats fell into complete chaos at this moment.
Zong Shou sneered "Hey," and his figure flashed again, piercing through hundreds of winged bats, and pounced towards the depths of the palace at the fastest speed.
Kankan reached the golden edge and suddenly reached out his hand. First, he felt a strange power, and then the spiritual formation restriction here was triggered.
The next moment, it was completely disturbed by the black and white holes. With a gentle grip, the golden edge was in Zong Shou's hands.
When the soul power is almost exhausted and the black and white holes are about to disappear. Zong Shou fired ten more protective spiritual talismans one after another, and more than ten layers of spiritual light protected him firmly.
When all light and shadow return to normal. Zong Shou only saw here, the eight hundred winged bats were furious. In the panic, they all subconsciously sent out waves of huge sound patterns, impacting everywhere.
Without the "black hole" to absorb, this sound pattern can only reverberate and vibrate in this stone palace, impacting everywhere.
Most of the dozens of protective spiritual spells around Zong Shou were broken in an instant. One more supplement after another, no matter the cost.
But those hundreds of black winged bats were even more miserable. When a total of more than 860 sound waves, equivalent to ninth-level magical powers, were all superimposed into one place. The power is so majestic that it can even be compared to the top level spiritual arts.
Almost immediately, nearly half of the winged bats were caught off guard and were blown to pieces and turned into minced flesh and blood.
Zong Shou felt slightly heartbroken when he saw these winged bats. Not only were their corpses gone, but even their beast crystals could not be preserved and they exploded into pieces.
The rest of the winged bats were also extremely uncomfortable, and they tried their best to resist the sound waves that echoed back and forth.
Just the next moment, there was another burst of spiritual light shining in the hall.
Zong Shou's figure was immediately moved out of the stone palace.
When he looked again, those black winged bats were gone. We are back on the stone steps where we first entered the Dragon Palace.
The palace door in the distance is also closed.
Zong Shou was stunned for a moment, and then he was in pain. As long as there are three more breaths, those remaining winged bats will all be wiped out.
At that time, the sound waves were quieter, and there must be a lot of ninth-order beast crystals left.
If one of them missed just three breaths of time, they would lose a huge amount of money!
His face was already pale, and now it was even more ugly.
Ye Feishang, Ye Feihan, and Weoshui Chuxue were also moved out at this time.
When he found Zong Shou, he was suddenly startled. Ye Feishang subconsciously thought that he had gained little this time. He comforted him kindly: "Your Highness, there is no need to be depressed. In that place of inheritance, it is difficult to find many heroes, just because the time is too short. I just looked at the cultivators of the various sects. Among the thirty people, two of them were even in the illusion." I couldn't break through even one level..." Zong Shou felt the same after hearing this, nodded and said: "The time is indeed short, and we suffered a big loss this time. We only managed to get nine items in total, twenty thousand profound levels. Spiritual beings, you dragon clan are quite wealthy."
As he spoke, he put the golden flying ribs into his sleeves with an extremely frustrated expression.
Ye Feishang was about to answer, but after a moment, her pupils shrank slightly, her breathing suddenly became heavy, and she looked at the thing in Zong Shou's hand.
"Devil-proofing God's Prism? Have you got Demon-Propelling God's Prism?"
Then he remembered Zong Shou's previous eyes, and his mind was at a loss: "Nine pieces? You said you just got nine pieces in total?"
At this moment, she wanted to kill this guy with a sword. Even Fang Ming, the two ninth-level members of Tailing Sect and Yuanshi Demon Sect, only got seven pieces. This guy got nine,
Still pretending to be like this.
Over there, Ye Feihan looked at Zong Shou with gleaming eyes, almost admiring him.