Seeing that Zong Shou's soul was safe and sound on the top of Shangxiao Mountain. The thousands of Blood Cloud Riders below were also relieved.
Zong Yuan's eyes flashed, and he took over the position of leader of the formation, replacing Zong Shou and commanding the entire army.
"Put up the flag! Kill without mercy!"
As he finished speaking, there were two people behind him, raising two big flags.
On one side is the word 'blood', but on the other side is the word 'kill'.
Then Zong Yuan pointed his halberd again: "Change the formation, spread out! A hundred feet apart, a wild goose-shaped formation! Clean up the remaining enemies!"
The Blood Cloud Cavalry immediately divided into three hundred cavalry and spread out in all directions. Each one is hundreds of feet apart. The entire battle formation was as wide as 1,600 feet, and began to sweep across the mountain, and all the troops were defeated. When the red mist passes, almost no one can survive.
At the foot of the mountain, it is like the god of death, constantly harvesting lives.
At this time, almost everyone in the entire battlefield was staring at the two bloody flags.
The two men from Tiandu Liehe who were presiding over the Ten Jue Sky Sky Formation immediately burst into laughter, almost going crazy: "It's a blood-killing double flag! Your Majesty, if you don't bully me, you will kill them all! Double Flag!" If you don't take it, the blood will flow for thousands of miles! If the enemy is not destroyed, the sword will not be sealed! The Xuanling Sect in Shangxiao will perish! Yuankong, Yuankong, when you followed the Lingyun Sect and attacked and destroyed my Fuling Sect, did you ever think of it? When you go to Shangxiao Sect, will there come a time when your sect will be destroyed and people will perish? But now, when you go to Shangxiao Xuanling, you want the whole sect to die and no one can survive!"
As he spoke, he poured soul power into the golden disk more and more crazily.
The disciples of the two, as well as the remaining monks of Fu Ling Sect, also flew to the two of them at this time.
All without saying a word. Each formed an formation to help Mingdu Liehe and continued to unfold the ten great sky formations. Dozens of people worked together to make the canopy covering the entire world even more solid.
At this time, there is nothing better than being able to see these enemies fall to death one by one. They were even more excited and looking forward to it.
And below. Shui Lingxiao sighed slightly. His expression was both emotional and a little intolerable, extremely complicated.
"It's a pity that the ten thousand-year-old foundation of Shangxiao Xuanling Sect has been destroyed today. That His Highness really wants to slaughter everyone in Shangxiao Mountain—"
However, Tianqi smiled slightly and did not care: "If not, how can we achieve hegemony? Your Majesty, he has been holding back for nearly a year, just to gather together the elites of the sects in the east and the thousands of cities and alliances. At Shangxiao Mountain. How can we hold back at this time?"
As he was speaking, he saw many disciples of the Kongqi Sect who were in charge of the Yuan Mie Shen Nu, looking over one after another. The purpose is to ask for instructions.
Tianqi immediately waved his hand, indicating to continue. Since Zong Shou is on Qiantian Mountain, he can survive the bombardment of thousands of spiritual arts and thousands of spiritual weapons without incident. Then this is the Yuan Destruction God Crossbow. It must be okay.
There were still many people in the crowd who were confused. Jingyin just felt confused: "The blood flag and the killing flag, what do they mean? Why is everyone like this?"
Among the people around her, she was only familiar with Zhao Yanran, and she didn't expect to get a reply.
But when he asked this question, Kong Yao frowned: "This is a bloody double flag! It is a bad habit of the Blood Cloud Cavalry of Wu Lie Kingdom more than ten thousand years ago.
Whenever there is a massacre, the two flags of bloodshed will be raised. Every time the flag is raised, blood will flow for thousands of miles. Neither surrender nor amnesty is allowed, unless they are slaughtered and exterminated, they will never be sealed. That demon king is planning to massacre everyone in the Shangxiao Sect, leaving no one alive—"
Jingyin's body suddenly trembled. Then he put his hands together and said the name of the ancient Buddha, Amitabha. Then he frowned slightly and said: "I didn't expect that your highness is so murderous! Such people are not monsters, but they are no different from monsters. Donor Yanran, will you be the person who achieves the Buddha's status in the future? It’s best to stay away from His Highness!”
However, Zhao Yanran chuckled and covered her lips with her hands, showing a bit of cruelty on her face.
It wasn't easy yet, until Zong Shou had a rare moment of relief. Kill decisively, just like a hero. It really made her feel a lot better. Staying away from Zong Shou, wasn't this a joke
My Taoist cauldron should be so ruthless!
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While everyone was talking, Zong Shou was already less than 700 feet away from Shangxiao Ling Mansion on the top of the mountain. With silent eyes, he glanced above, and he could even clearly hear in his ears the discussion of the Shangxiao Xuanling Sect and the monks from other sects.
"Double Flags of Blood Killing, Double Flags of Blood Killing!"
"He really wants to massacre our entire sect—"
"If this man doesn't die, you and I will definitely have no hope of survival!
"hateful!"
"If I had known this, I shouldn't have provoked this demon king. It was Han Nishui who caused this catastrophe for me in Shangxiao Sect!"
"You bastard! We didn't strike first and killed this boy. How could this boy tolerate me? If I want to blame him, I can only blame Master Yuankong. It was too late! It made this sect become a climate guard!"
"The only solution now is to work together to resist the enemy, and we can only fight to the death!"
Zong Shou raised the corners of his lips, as if he hadn't heard anything, and continued to climb up the steps one by one, with steady steps.
At this time, there are still countless spiritual spells, countless spiritual weapons, and countless talismans coming down from above.
But at this time, Zong Shou was using the black hole's space-distorting method more and more freely.
In the past, he was only five out of a thousand, able to contact his soul body. At this time, the number of people who can break through this twisted space is less than one or two thousandths.
The soul was still intact. At this time, the Yuan Mie Shen Crossbow at the rear began to roar again, and streams of Yuan Power gathered and continuously bombarded the mountain. Shaking the mountain-protecting formation, the rune spirit taboos on the mountain continued to collapse, creating more gaps.
At this moment, a voice suddenly came from Zong Shou's ear, saying coldly: "It's actually a distortion of space! So that's it, this secret method is really amazing. No wonder they can't hurt you! But I didn't know that this Can you avoid the ninth level sword?"
In the void, three sword shadows suddenly struck, stabbing Zong Shou from above from the left and right. It came suddenly, with little warning.
Before he blinked, the sword shadow had not yet appeared. After he blinked, the tip of the sword was already in front of him. The sharp sword energy even caused Zong Shou's soul to fluctuate.
But Zong Shou's smile remained the same.
See it through!
- But what if the space-distorting method he used was penetrated by these people
Without this technique, Zong Shou can still overpower the ninth level swordsman!
The spiritual energy absorbed from the ninth-level man just now has no place to vent!
The Broken Autumn Sword in his hand suddenly glowed again, as if a swallow was flying in the sky, extremely light and agile! Breaking the barrier of space and time.
Then there was another sharp clang, and then a middle-aged man in Taoist robes was seen, with a look of disbelief on his face, standing two feet away. Between the eyebrows, there is just a bloody sword mark.
As for the two sword shadows on the left and right, Zong Shou ignored them. One step up, it was thirty feet away, just after he passed by the middle-aged man in Taoist robes.
This man's body immediately exploded into powder, scattered into a rain of blood, and sprinkled down the mountain!
In front of Zong Shou, Yuanli was shaking again. Actually, ten ninth-level soul tigers appeared in front of him.
The soul and body are surrounded by thunder, the color is deep purple, and there are two wings on the back. The nine-headed Thunder Winged Tiger began to gather as soon as Fang appeared, and then in just an instant, its body expanded several times. The aura was also soaring crazily, as if he had crossed the barrier of the immortal path and entered the spiritual realm. The world began to reject and suppress him.
Then this giant soul beast roared angrily and pounced down.
Zong Shou glanced at it, slightly surprised, and then didn't care.
It is indeed close to the spiritual realm, but after all, it is just close. The ten soul beasts are all Thunder Wing Tigers, but after all, they are fused, not one body.
—There are really too many flaws!
The sword was swung out, and the sword energy suddenly shot up nearly a hundred feet. Around Zong Shou, bursts of Yuan Power burst out.
But when the light and shadow dissipated, the soul beast that was close to the spiritual realm had completely collapsed and died, with no trace of soul left.
Looking back at Zong Shou's sword, there were countless thunder and lightning wrapping around it.
First, he used the weak force of the sword to trigger the conflict within the body of the combined soul beast, and then the virtual force turned into reality, piercing through its flaw and ending it with one sword.
The whole process is extremely simple.
Zong Shou's figure also crossed thirty feet again. Suddenly, there was another huge group of purple thunder in the sky. Chopping down.
It passed directly through the twisted space and reached his soul body.
This purple electric light also came suddenly, and even Zong Shou didn't take much precautions against it.
First he used his sword to resist, and then Zong Shou simply ignored it and allowed the purple lightning to flow around him.
Then in the soul sea, the Lei Luan mark suddenly fired. Two huge purple thunder wings, forty feet wide, suddenly opened behind him!
He also borrowed the Yuan Swallowing Technique to continuously absorb the thunder spells bombarded by the monks from the Xuanling Sect in the Sky. With every point absorbed, the Thunder Wing behind him becomes stronger.
"Ninth level spiritual cultivation!"
He raised his eyes and looked up, and saw a man dressed in the same Taoist attire. But the old man, who was nearly sixty years old and had a fairy-like manner, looked down in astonishment.
It seemed that he was shocked because the Shangxiao Zong's top secret spell, Shangxiao Zi Ji's Erlei method, failed to hurt Zong Shou at all.
Zong Shou only glanced at it and then withdrew his gaze. Suddenly a bit of silver light rushed out of his sleeves, and then the purple thunder wings behind him suddenly shrank to ten feet. The lightning wrapped around the Duan Qiu Sword also disappeared without a trace.
At this time, the Jingyun Shen Destroying Sword Intent in his body had completely dissipated and he could no longer copy it. But at this time, there is no need to borrow it.
The sword flashed, and in an instant, he was hundreds of feet away. He shuttled through the mountain-protecting spiritual formation on the top of Shangxiao Mountain, and then changed directions several times. The violent thunder sword intent gathered on the blade suddenly exploded, and the blade accelerated again.
"Canopy!"
There was a muffled sound, and the Taoist's body was actually nailed through. The mighty thunder exploded, tearing his body and soul into pieces.
This is the Rokugami sword! After the sword comes out, it will never fail!
Zong Shou also took another step forward. The sword light flashed again, passing through the heavy sword shadows, and immediately there was another ninth-level sword cultivator, and the sword was shattered to death!
A few feet away, Lei Dong made a hissing sound, and he took in a breath of cold air.
"—This is one step at a time and nine steps!" (To be continued)