Knowing in her heart that Zong Shou was teasing her, Xuanyuan Yiren was too lazy to pay attention to this lazy guy.
He snorted softly, and then his eyes were on the top of the mountain, wandering around.
After a moment, his eyebrows were slightly stern, and he stared at the two people intently, it was Xundan and Erdan. At this time, he was hiding in a corner, his face was pale and bloodless.
Zong Shou stopped playing with the golden sword and followed her gaze.
At first I didn’t pay much attention to them, they were just two ninth-level spiritual masters. If there is anything different from ordinary people, it is that these two people are wearing the robes of the Danquan Sect.
Since he was the culprit who captured Xuanyuan Yiren, it was naturally impossible to let him go.
Anyway, all living people on this mountain, no matter what their identity, must be killed, but there is no need to deliberately care.
But just when he was about to withdraw his gaze from these two people. In his mind, he suddenly felt a hint of alarm.
Alas? Something's wrong—
With a cry of surprise, Zong Shou ducked over without hesitation. Under the pressure of the sword, both of them were almost unable to move. Then, with a sweep of sword light, it broke through all the spiritual barriers woven by Xundan Erdan and Yiying's escorts, like destroying the dead.
Although these two were at the ninth level, their combat power was unexpectedly weak. Although it is the late stage of the true form spiritual master, it is only similar to the early stage.
Zong Shou easily captured Xundan Edan in his hand.
Looking at these two people, Zong Shou fell into meditation again. But before he could wait, he came up with an idea.
Suddenly, two clouds of dark wind suddenly rose up from the acupuncture points behind the two people's heads. Zong Shou also had a sharp look in his eyes. Without waiting for it to dodge, he grabbed it with one hand, tore apart the space and penetrated into the void. Capture these two spiritual lights that have almost escaped from the barrier of time and space!
"That's it! It should be the alien race of shadow gods from the outer realm—"
Xuanyuan Yiren had already jumped up to Zong Shou's side. After hearing this, he was startled. His face was full of confusion.
"Shadow God Alien Race? What does this mean?"
"As the name suggests. It is naturally a foreign race with only shadows. It considers itself a god and should be above all other races, so it calls itself the Shadow God. However, others regard this race as a demon and call it the Shadow Demon Clan. "
Zong Shou explained with a solemn expression, and it was not surprising that Xuanyuan Yiren didn't recognize him. This kind of alien race had never appeared in the Yun Realm during the Yunhuang Era. After all, Yi Ren is still young and has never been outside the territory, so naturally he doesn't know.
In fact, he has only seen it in virtual reality. I have fought with him a few times, but I have never seen him in person.
In fact, its combat power is not very strong. What is difficult to guard against is its natal magical power.
"In all realms, there are prominent names for evil. They are formless and formless. Only shadows exist during the day or under the moonlight. They have no body themselves, and they will seize other people's bodies to use as hosts for survival. The most terrifying thing , is the time of night.”
"Parasite? Seize someone else's body?"
Xuanyuan Yiren clearly thought of something, and his expression changed: "So, Uncle Xundan and Uncle Edan—"
"Actually, he's already dead!"
Zong Shou took the words and with a cold sentence, he determined the situation of the two people at this time.
Xuanyuan Yiren's face was filled with sadness and joy, and she didn't know whether to cry or laugh.
Knowing that the internal strife within the sect is not actually caused by internal causes is naturally something to be happy about.
But when I think about it, Xundan Erdan has fallen long ago. And within the sect, she didn't know how many people had their bodies taken away by this afterimage demon clan, so she couldn't be happy.
Zong Shou's expression was even more solemn at this time. I never thought that this afterimage demon clan would lurk in the cloud world so early, before the spiritual tide started.
Coming from ten thousand years later, he knew very well the dangers of this clan. I remember that among the later generations, the alien race with the most records in the book was also the Afterimage Demon Race!
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"Afterimage gods and demons?"
In the void, Ao Kun also screamed in surprise. Although he is using his own power to suppress several gods and a dozen fairyland monks. But he was still at ease and looked at ease. You can be distracted and focus on the lower world.
If it is really this clan, then Yunjie will be in real trouble this time.
However, the survival of this world actually has little to do with him. The only thing involved is Zong Shou, and that person—
While thinking in his heart, Ao Kun flicked it again. The big sleeve was slapped on the knife, and the irresistible force immediately shattered it.
Then there was another 'bang', and his body was completely scattered.
The Law of Destruction possessed by the body also completely blocked the ability of this god-level martial artist to be reborn.
At this moment, Ao Kun had completely lost interest in continuing to tangle with these people.
Putting two fingers together and moving a little bit around, several Immortal Level cultivators were immediately killed.
Then he punched hard and flew towards Taoist Shenxiao.
There was no trace of blood on the latter's face. While resisting with all his strength, he detonated all the magic weapons and immortal weapons in front of him one by one, blocking Ao Kun's heavy punch.
In the void, there were sudden explosions one after another. Taoist Shenxiao's figure kept retreating, but in the end he still couldn't stop the fist shadow.
What seemed like an ordinary blow caused the layer of time and space to nearly collapse. He also blasted away all the spiritual talismans and all the self-destructing magic weapons and immortal weapons!
The last fist wind slammed into Shen Xiao's body! Immediately, blood drops scattered in all directions, and most of them were immediately destroyed on the spot. But there are still more than ten drops scattered everywhere.
"Want to escape?"
With a cold smile, Ao Kun's big hand suddenly expanded. It turned into a dragon claw the size of a thousand feet, and the attack was meant to grab. Within the claw heart, there was a suction force. Take all those dozen drops of essence and blood in your own hands.
Except for one drop, he was still escaping quickly, traveling through several layers of space in an instant.
He knew in his heart that most of this was the essence and blood of Shen Xiaozi. As long as this drop of essence and blood persists, there is always a chance of resurrection. Within hundreds or decades, it can be restored to its original state. With enough energy and the help of a top-level elixir, he could even recover within a day. But Ao Kun shook his head. Isn't it a joke that he wanted to escape in front of the Destruction Saint Realm? If this guy really ran away, Ao Kun would also pretend to be a saint.
Just as he was about to take action again, Ao Kun's ears trembled slightly, and he heard a woman's voice ringing beside his ears,
He listened quietly, and then reluctantly stopped, watching helplessly as the drop of Shenxiao's life essence and blood left, and continued to travel to the cloud world.
He thought, Zongshou, Zongshou, it’s not that I won’t help you. In fact, it was that person who didn’t let me, Ao Kun, take action. I don’t know what his intention was.
"After being seriously injured, he was almost on the verge of death. Even if he landed in the cloud world, he would only have the power of the late spiritual realm. With Zong Shou's ability, he must be able to take it on, right?"
He wasn't sure, but the current plan was to look apologetically outside the boundary and observe carefully, so that he could rescue people at any time in times of crisis.
But in my hands, these Shenxiao essence and blood—
With a sneer, Ao Kun shook his hand violently and exploded all the blood!
Suddenly, his mind moved slightly, and Ao Kun felt faintly the essence and blood of Shen Xiao. The moment he broke through the barrier outside the cloud world.
In the void of the cloud world, there were several auras that were not inferior to him, or even better than him, and they arrived in a moment.
Ao Kun immediately raised his eyebrows, knowing that these were probably the four world-protecting lords. In an instant, he thought of what that woman wanted to do.
First his expression changed slightly, and then he smiled. He, Ao Kun, liked this kind of thing the most. He really liked to see it.
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Zong Shou had no idea that the crisis was coming.
Xuanyuan Yiren pondered for a moment, and temporarily put aside the changes in his sect, then frowned and looked in front of him.
Since the bloody cloud rode up the mountain, it was a one-sided killing. Xueyunqi doesn't care about the low-level disciples at all. Just the spreading blood mist can take away lives.
The real targets are those monks above the sixth and seventh levels. Only the two of them spoke. In just a short moment, most of the sixth-level monks on the top of the mountain had perished. And below the fifth level, they almost died completely under the blood mist.
Only a few hundred people were able to escape from the top of the mountain. But before he could escape, he died outside the mountain, in the hands of the monks from the two sects of Qiling Kongqi.
Only Yuan Kong, Zheng and the remaining seven ninth-level monks, together with hundreds of remaining monks, were still forming a formation to resist. But it was only a moment or two before destruction.
No matter how many people from Shangxiao Sect died, she would not care. Since the Shangxiao Xuanling and Lingyun sects are planning to kill the sect guards. And if such despicable methods were used, then the monks on the top of the mountain should all bear the price, and no one is innocent.
What really made her frown were the two bloody flags fluttering in the wind.
Countless blood energy gathered on it, making the words 'blood' and 'kill' appear even more dazzling.
Know that these are not only two flags, but also two powerful artifacts. It is still in the cultivation stage at this time, but once the cultivation takes shape, the power of the Blood Cloud Rider can be doubled. The more blood you absorb, the stronger you become!
"Those elite soldiers from the cities who have been defeated can actually be let go. These people are already frightened and will never dare to make enemies of Qian Tian again. As long as you are willing, you can use them for your own purposes at any time."
Zong Shou Yile knew that this was Xuanyuan Yiren, and was giving a subtle warning, but he had no intention of letting go: "I just said, the blood-killing flag will be set, and within one day, the sword will never be sealed!"
The meaning is clear and beyond doubt. In his heart, he actually planned to let these people go.
They are not really lunatics who like to kill people. The remaining two million people are actually no threat to Qiantian Mountain, and killing them is useless. The destruction of the Shangxiao Sect and the extinction of all the other sects were enough to frighten Qian Tian. At this time, all that was needed was to kill their leaders, and there was no need to take it out on these people.
But this kind of thing cannot be put into words. Just wait a little while and see it as cessation. Wait until a day later and let it go. As for whether it can be used for personal use, it remains to be seen.
But even though I think so in my heart, I can never agree immediately after the benevolent girl persuades me.
He acts according to his own principles and will never be easily influenced by others. (To be continued)