"—The thousand-year plan of our Yuanshi Demon Sect is coming to an end. This is the key moment, and the manpower is insufficient. Isn't it appropriate to intervene in the affairs of East Lin Yunlu at this time?"
"Senior Brother Mi, is it possible that our sect can tolerate being humiliated by that sect guard over and over again?"
Luo Ming sneered, and the person beside him who said those words just now was none other than Mitra, one of his senior brothers.
When the latter heard this, his breath suffocated, and then he shook his head.
"I always feel that that person is not so easy to kill. Junior brother had selfish motives, so he was careful not to swallow him, but instead broke his teeth -"
"With the combined efforts of the three holy places, I have at least five major sects of the Ling Mansion. I don't believe that he can turn the world upside down!"
There was a cold snort, and there was a hint of coldness on Luo Ming's face.
"If it weren't for the inheritance of the Dragon Palace, I wouldn't be able to use even 20% of my magic power. Then I would kill him! No matter what the dragon shadow is!"
The small island in front has arrived, flying far away over the city. At this time, Namitra didn't say anything more.
Luo Ming sneered, and without doing anything, a stream of demonic breath came down.
But at this moment, Luo Ming became alarmed. People around him also looked around.
Hundreds of golden needles appeared one after another. Rifts of red flames were generated in the sky in all directions.
"ambush?"
Luo Ming frowned and subconsciously released his altar. My mind is full of doubts, who is this, dares to ambush their Yuanshi Demon Sect
Righteous sects
The spiritual tide is imminent, and it is too late to calm things down at this time. If a war breaks out at this time, the gains outweigh the losses.
As soon as this thought came up, countless thunderbolts were suddenly generated. When combined with the blazing red flame, it instantly turned into pure black and exploded suddenly.
There are dozens of Yuanshi Demon Sect cultivators in the sky. They all looked solemn and were already on guard.
But be that black flame. Coming like a tide. It filled the sky in an instant. But no matter the spiritual barrier, the aura, or the spiritual weapon, they couldn't stop him, and he was directly burned through.
It made dozens of miserable hissing sounds. rang out one after another.
In addition, there are countless thunderbolts among those silver needles. Constantly beating and shining.
Just by being familiar with it, four more seventh-level cultivators were turned into ashes on the spot.
Luo Ming felt his heart bleeding. These are all selected by the sect. Go to the true elite of Dragon Palace!
But at this time, it was extremely difficult for him to take care of himself. Using the power of the altar, he kept his body from being immersed in black flames.
The two surrounding guardians, who were at the eighth level of martial arts, were also close to the altar and were spared. With the help of his spiritual skills, he summoned two ninth-level soul beasts with different shapes. Luo Ming's spiritual awareness. Then he used all his strength to sense and find out where the black flame spiritual method came from.
After a moment, his eyes became clear,
"A few beasts! Xianglong, come out here!"
As soon as he spoke, a huge spirit beast flew out of the spirit beast bag.
It looks like a dragon, but also has a powerful dragon power. But its body is three times the size of an ordinary ninth-level true dragon!
Namitra also rushed out of the black flame, following closely behind.
A red light flashed around him, and he rushed towards the bottom, at the foot of a mountain peak.
At this time underground, Zong Shou also stopped the magical power of Burning Sky Flame. After reciting a mantra in his mouth, he immediately turned the two puppet soul summoning talismans into silver-armored paper figures.
The soul also escaped from the body and sneaked into the body of a paper man on the left. Then holding the Broken Autumn Sword in hand, two figures, together with seven points of white light, suddenly rushed out of the ground.
As soon as Fang came out of the ground, Zong Shou's sword light flashed and he controlled the paper man and rushed directly towards the elephant dragon.
I saw a huge cold breath coming out of the dragon's mouth. Within a thousand feet, almost everything froze immediately, spreading further into the distance.
The giant dragon claws on the forelimbs also slapped violently.
Zong Shou sneered, his figure twirled and dodged, and he effortlessly dodged the giant claw.
But he didn't shy away from the cold breath, and his whole body was filled with flames.
- Yan Long Hao Sword, flame!
- Fengyun Longjian, wind!
—Thunder Dragon Sword, thunder!
Three kinds of true dragon sword intentions are instantly superimposed. The light on the tip of Zong Shou's sword suddenly turned black.
With the help of this ninth-level paper puppet, the tens of millions of powerful forces also made the sword light even more dazzling.
The nine hundred and ninety-nine-foot red sword light shattered all the cold breath with just one twist!
The elephant dragon's eyes immediately revealed a look of fear. Zong Shou looked indifferent, and with a flash of sword light, he slashed into the elephant dragon's head.
As if it were destroying something, it completely crushed the ninth-level top-level beast into pieces.
"Zong Shou! Is it you?"
Luo Ming's eyes were about to burst when he saw it. Without thinking, he just dropped a black iron token from the altar.
In mid-air, a black thunderbolt suddenly turned into a black thunderbolt and struck down towards the silver-armored paper man Zong Shou was leaning over.
This flash of lightning made even Namitra shrink his eyes.
Zong Shou let out a slight "Eh", and without any hesitation, he immediately left his body with his soul, changed his body, and entered another paper man's body.
And just as he changed his body, the silver-armored paper man was suddenly blown to pieces by the black lightning!
Zong Shou didn't even blink, his sword flashed again, and he fiercely clashed with Namitra!
Keng!
There was a sound of swords, and the two of them flew away as soon as they touched each other. Just when the silver-armored paper man was attacked by the giant dragon and retreated several feet. Zong Shou Yuanhun escaped from the body again. Using his soul to control the sword, he chased Namitra again.
The latter was obviously unprepared and tried his best to resist. A hundred blows were exchanged between the two of them in an instant, and there was a sound of sword strikes in the air.
But after three breaths, Zong Shou's sword finally broke through the heavy sword light. Cut the Mitra's head into two halves.
At this moment, the second black lightning struck from the altar.
Zong Shou frowned, and finally thought. From his own Qiankun Bag, he summoned several eighth-level spiritual weapons in succession. As expected, they were immediately smashed into pieces and turned into flying ashes!
At this time, in this cloud sky, the battle situation has subsided.
Most of the dozen Yuanshi Demon Sect cultivators who were lucky enough to escape from the black flames died in the hands of the Holy Fire Silver Ant, and two of them were killed by weak water leaping into the air with a sword.
At this time, the remaining disciples of the Yuanshi Demon Sect had already taken refuge in the altar.
Luo Ming, on the other hand, stared angrily. Looking at Zong Shou, there was actually a black token in his hand.
Zong Shou was alert. He glanced at this person's hands. He thought it was indeed the Thunder Tribulation Order.
But he didn't care, and held his hand far away. His physical body flew out of the ground and merged with his soul.
Then he took a step forward. Walk to the altar. The remaining silver-armored paper man was protecting him behind him.
"Is this the Tribulation Thunder Order? Is this the last one? Do you want to kill yourself, or are you waiting for me to do it? If you kill yourself, I will allow you to wait for reincarnation!"
The words fell. The remaining cultivators of the Yuanshi Demon Sect. They all have different expressions. Most of them have angry eyes, but they also have heartbeat.
But Luo Ming was so angry that his body was trembling. Instead of being angry, he smiled: "Could it be that you, Zong Shou, think you will win? You dare to be the enemy of our Yuanshi Demon Sect. How courageous is your Zong Shou?"
But he saw Zong Shou looking over with an indifferent expression. No response. But for some reason, Luo Ming felt a slight palpitation in his heart. I just feel that my whole body is weak.
I just felt that the young man in front of me was as hard as a mountain to shake. The words that he said to win the battle before were simply ridiculous.
With just a flash of thought, Luo Ming threw out the token in his hand without hesitation.
This time, instead of gathering into a group, there were countless black lightnings filling the sky.
Several ninth-level soul beasts also swooped out from the altar. He himself suddenly rose into the air, turned into a ray of light, and flew away into the distance.
Zong Shou let out a light cry and suddenly slashed out with his sword. There was a faint black dot on the tip of the sword.
However, the entire sky was immediately darkened and shrouded in darkness.
Wherever the black shadow passed, there was not only the black lightning in front of me, but also the altar and the soul beast. As well as the several eighth-level cultivators above, they were all swallowed up by this sword and then white light appeared. The Duanqiu sword spit out a vast white light!
At this time, there was finally a sound in the sky. Luo Ming's figure had only escaped a few hundred feet when it was drowned by the white light. Then there was a "boom"! It exploded into powder, and all the blood vapor was evaporated and turned into sand and dust.
Zong Shou also made a casual move and sucked a Qiankun bag that was on the verge of damage into his hand.
Just now I deliberately controlled my power and finally didn't destroy the Universe Bag. After checking it with my spiritual mind, I found that this thing was indeed inside.
Then he was startled again, and he felt an extremely pure energy, no less pure than Zhao Yanran's Taoist fetus, suddenly surged back from the sword in his hand.
The incoming energy caused the inner breath in the chakras and the soul sea to grow a lot in an instant.
Zong Shou was startled, what's going on
The purity of this essence is far better than the previous swallowing of Tianyuanhua. There is no need to purify at all, purity is stronger than his own inner soul power.
Could this also be the magical power of the black and white two holes
Why didn't he kill the ninth-level beast before he could
Is it because the true power in his body has been transformed into yin and yang? It is also the reason why both of them have reached the ninth level due to their martial arts spiritual skills.
Just when he was feeling puzzled, his thoughts were interrupted by Ye Feishang, whose imperial weapon flew from behind.
"You actually really won? What happened to those two swords just now? You couldn't resist even the ninth level—"
With surprise in her eyes, she guessed that Zong Shou might win. But he didn't expect that Zong Shou would win so cleanly, with almost no losses except for a puppet soul summoning talisman.
Especially when the two swords were slashed out just now, Ye Feishang could even feel fear and surrender in his own blood!
Zong Shou did not answer, but squinted his eyes and looked to the west.
There seemed to be two people there, one of whom had an aura as high as ninth level. Zong Shou didn't know whether he had malicious intentions, but one of them was his acquaintance and his subordinate.
He was hesitating whether to kill someone or not. Zong Shou felt alarmed again.
"What a surprise! A Tanqiu who can be as good as Juexu makes people look forward to it. Unexpectedly, I just returned to the cloud world and met a swordsman like you—"
Zong Shou turned around in shock and saw a figure suddenly walking out from behind him. He was around 20 years old, with a wild expression, and his eyes were full of madness and eagerness to try.
Zong Shou raised his eyebrows, then returned to his calm state.
"Sword Kuang Yuan Wushang?"