"—This is one step at a time and nine steps!"
When this exclamation sounded, there was another burst of silence in the area of 100 feet.
Isn’t that exactly what it is? At this time, almost every time Zong Shou took a step forward, a ninth-level monk was killed by him and died on the spot!
Xuanyuan Tong was also stunned. He knew that there were four thousand blood clouds riding on them. In today's battle on Xiaoshan Mountain, Zong Shou will undoubtedly win.
He also knew that his son-in-law was already very strong, but to be so strong was terrifying.
Even though he had witnessed Zong Shou's astonishing talent with his own eyes, he still found it unbelievable when he was drunk and his spirit and martial arts merged into one.
There was also a hint of worry in Kong Yao's eyes. The rise of such a powerful country and such a British master in the east of the Cloud Realm would be a disaster rather than a blessing for the great merchants.
Suddenly, my heart started to stir again, and I felt something was wrong. Using the secret technique of bloodline, a trace of blood suddenly appeared between her eyebrows. He once again looked at the figure not far from the top of the mountain.
Then the delicate face suddenly turned slightly white, and every time Zong Shou took a step, there was a trace of white Qi between heaven and earth, which was clearly King Qi! Maybe Zong Shou didn't realize it at this time, or he did it unintentionally.
But she could vaguely notice that Zong Shou was killing a ninth-level monk every time he got closer to the top of the mountain. Those white qi are even richer!
It is faintly noticeable that the fate of the entire East Lin Yun Continent is gradually converging on Zong Shou! Faintly, they gathered into a vague dragon shape.
It is clear that the trend has been achieved and the dragon bodies are about to gather! Only the founding of the country is needed to worship heaven. He is immediately the ancestor of a country.
But at this time, what made her feel most confused and puzzled was that the "king aura" was still the same as before, pure white and flawless. There was no trace of color. On the contrary, it was a bit purer.
—Still the 'Qi of the Holy King'!
Kong Yao was puzzled. I just can't believe it,
This blood cloud is riding here and has killed nearly a million people. Those soldiers who were defeated were not allowed to let go. He acts violently and ruthlessly without even the slightest bit of benevolence.
But why is he still a holy king
I also thought of how my Majesty took great care of his vassals and always rewarded them with generous gifts.
If there is no righteousness, he will never use troops easily, and he never likes killing. Whenever the two frontiers provoked provocations, they exercised restraint. Even if people were occasionally killed or injured, at most they would only be blamed. Also avoid when war breaks out. The people were wasted, the money was wasted, and there were countless casualties.
Almost every few years, there will be a general amnesty for the world and forgiveness of sinners. Be praised by the world. He is a truly benevolent king!
But why can't it be compared to the barbarians here
Could it be that what Confucianism says is actually wrong? The true way to be a king is to be an internal king and an external tyrant, rather than an internal king and an external sage
How can this be
Isn't the Emperor Shi Qin, who conquered countless people in the past, a warning? This man acted tyrannically, but his second generation died—
After that, there were several emperors with "武" as their posthumous titles, all of whom suffered a great decline in national power due to their hegemony.
So could it be said that the way of heaven has changed
I felt dizzy in my mind, and all kinds of thoughts came to my mind. Kong Yao felt that she was going crazy.
Incredible, really incredible! There must be a mistake somewhere—
"Sure enough, among the six swords of the Cloud Realm, there is no weak one! The disciples of Long Shadow are indeed amazing!"
Shui Lingxiao sighed. As if he was completely unaware that Zong Shou was Tan Qiu, and a few months ago, Tan Qiu's swordsmanship had already surpassed that of Thunderbolt. At this time, he shook his head slightly and said again: "This battle is about to end. We, the Seven Spirits Sect, want to take advantage, but we cannot let people say that we, the Seven Spirits, have no strength at all. Fellow disciples, please gather together!"
Following her words, Shui Lingxiao's body also rose into the air. A trace of spiritual energy spread from around the body.
Many female monks from the surrounding Seven Spirits Sect also took to the air one after another, arranged according to their level of cultivation. He took over Shui Lingxiao's spiritual energy, and then also extended more spiritual power and energy.
In just ten breaths, a large formation is completed. Countless spiritual patterns and countless flying talismans were generated one after another.
At this moment, even if Shui Lingxiao pointed her finger from a distance, she could not see any spiritual techniques being cast or any mantras recited. But tens of thousands of feet away, the mountain-protecting formation on the top of Shangxiao Mountain suddenly twisted. A huge force was torn into pieces by a full tenth!
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"Not bad, not bad! That's how it should be, kill! Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill well! My Long Ying's apprentice should have such power to dominate the world!"
In the void, Taoist Longying was laughing, extremely happy and proud.
"What a blood cloud rider! Since we have such a heroic soldier, we should be more relaxed. Just destroy these chickens and dogs. What's the point of talking about righteousness-"
Suddenly something moved in his heart, and Long Ying smiled "hey". "That person finally couldn't bear it anymore!"
Ao Kun raised his eyebrows slightly: "Are you asking Xu?"
"Who else could it be? Of course it's the ancestor of Lingyun Sect!"
Long Ying murmured softly: "I'll take a step first and stop him! You come over later. Just kill as many of those gods and wonderlands as you can! It'll be fine if you kill them all!"
Ao Kun smiled and said nothing. There was a bit of fierceness in his eyes. Licking his lips, he hadn't killed anyone for a long time. Unfortunately, human flesh and blood were not very tasty.
Thanks to his former compatriots, they had such good appetites.
Long Ying ignored him again, knowing that even if his old friend was sealed for ten thousand years, his nature would not change.
He tore open the void and crossed several worlds in an instant.
Then the next moment, he 'saw' a young Taoist from a distance, tearing the void apart at the same speed.
In fact, at this time, the two of them were inside the void layer and could not see each other. However, Longying's spiritual sense can sense it. A practitioner's spiritual consciousness is sometimes better than his eyes.
As soon as he arrived here, Long Ying was delighted: "Wenxu, where are you going? Do you want me to accompany you?"
The young Taoist seemed to have expected that the dragon shadow would come. He turned around with a calm expression and said without hesitation: "Brother Longying, why do you ask questions knowingly? That disciple of yours is a better chess player today. If we don't save him, I'm afraid that the Shangxiao Sect will be destroyed soon, and the Lingyun Sect will also lose its vitality." Big damage. Wenxu cannot just sit back and watch!"
Long Ying smiled and nodded, then squinted his eyes and asked: "Then I ask Xu, do you think I, Long Ying, will let you go like this?"
"Won't!"
Xu Wen shook his head decisively, his tone still calm: "So this time, I didn't plan to go to the Cloud Realm in person."
As he spoke, in the time and space layers, two auras that were not weaker than the two of them suddenly appeared behind Long Ying, several layers away.
Long Ying also immediately felt a surge of sword intent. After scanning the two people behind him with his mind, he had an idea of their strength. They were also in the middle stage of the Saint Realm.
"The strength is not bad! Xu Wen, you really have a wide circle of friends. Such strong people can help each other and call on them. It's just that Xu Wen, you think that these three people can defeat me, Long Ying, with the combined efforts of these three?"
“Whether you can win or not can only be known after fighting!”
Xu Wen shook his head slightly, holding a sword in his hand. Then the space-time stack around him was forcibly distorted.
"It doesn't matter whether I can win or not. I just need to be able to drag you Long Ying for a moment and a half. Your apprentice is indeed a talented man. After a few years of succession, he quietly restored the Blood Cloud Cavalry. . It’s a pity but I don’t know that as long as we are willing to pay the price and don’t care about those few world-protecting sages, it is really easy to kill them -"
At this time, Long Ying became increasingly happy and laughed loudly: "Just hold me back! It just so happens that I, Long Ying, also have the same intention! How about this, how about you and I just wait here? But I'm just afraid to ask in vain , you can’t wait any longer—”
Xu Wen's expression was slightly startled, revealing a bit of astonishment.
At the same time, not far from where the two of them were hiding. Dozens of powerful auras, like meteors, traveled through the space faults. Go to the cloud world and fly away.
The head of more than a dozen escaping lights is Shen Xiao. At this time, his eyes were full of rage and impatience.
The lifespan of a cultivator is limited until he reaches the state of attainment. The previous generations of ancestors of Shangxiao Xuanling Sect have all died at the end of their lives.
Among the disciples of all generations, he is respected as Shenxiao. The Shangxiao Sect, which was originally a small border sect, continued to grow in his hands and became the third of the nineteen spiritual lands.
At this time, I saw that Shangxiao Sect's vitality was severely damaged and its demise was imminent. How can I not be angry, how can I not be anxious—
—Zong Shou, Blood Cloud Rider!
Once they enter the cloud world, the four venerables can be alerted and arrive with just one breath.
However, if all the inner breath of mana is suppressed below the ninth level, the situation is different.
With his tyrannical body, divine strength, and understanding of the laws of heaven and earth. Killing the Blood Cloud Cavalry and the Heavenly Demon King was just a matter of seconds!
While he was thinking, he was communicating with several monks around him who were also in the divine realm.
Suddenly, a big hand suddenly struck in the void.
Shen Xiao was startled and hurriedly dodged. But there were two people next to them, and they couldn't avoid it. One of them was struck by the giant palm. It was shot to pieces.
The person who died was a peak immortal monk from Lingyun Sect. The other person who was seriously injured was his junior brother, one of the only three gods in the Shenxiao Sect!
Shen Xiao suddenly felt that his eyes were about to burst, and his heart was frightened. He looked towards the void, where the giant palm came from.
"Who is it? Why did you sneak attack on us?"
The next moment, a young man suddenly appeared in front of them, with a playful and bloodthirsty smile on his lips.
"It's me, Ao Kun! But you want to go to the Cloud Realm and go to Xiaoshan? Then I can only say sorry! I, Ao Kun, will accept your lives—"
As soon as he finished speaking, the young man pointed towards one of them in the air. Opposite him, a fairyland monk from the Shenxiao Sect was immediately struck by a strange force. Torn to pieces!
The young man raised his eyebrows, and then praised in his heart, this destruction gun is really useful.
At this moment, Shen Xiao felt that his heart was completely cold. The person in front of me is actually in the holy realm!
What is the connection with that Zong Shou? Do you want to help him? (To be continued)