The blood light melted in, and part of it was directly integrated into his body. The other part was transformed into his soul.
Zong Shou originally wanted to swallow Tianyuan to convert it into law and purify it by swallowing it. But when he started to exert his strength, he was shocked. In this mass of essence and blood, there is not a single trace of impurities, and not even a single bit of Water Qilin's soul remains.
And this Qilin seemed to be afraid that his body wouldn't be able to bear it. Most of them were sealed, which happened to be equivalent to his current state.
As soon as it entered his [body], the body and soul felt a little colder.
The effect was immediate, and his body, which was almost on the verge of burning, calmed down within a few breaths.
Zong Shou couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief, feeling slightly relieved, knowing that most of his crisis had been resolved, and he finally didn't need to explode to death.
Immediately, he thought of the water unicorn again and quickly opened his eyes. I saw this aqua-blue Qilin beast, with a bloody hole in its eyebrows. There was also no movement, and it was sinking deeper into the water.
The outer blue water curtain has collapsed piece by piece. And all the life energy of this water unicorn has disappeared without a trace.
The little native dog first looked at Zong Shou in confusion, and then looked behind him in confusion at his father's body, which was slowly becoming cold. It seemed that he finally realized something. After being stunned for a moment, he let out a shrill scream.
"Talking about autumn" he sighed leisurely and flicked his long sleeves. Within hundreds of miles around, everything was surging and the evil spirits were about to rush in, but suddenly everything was extinguished.
"I also hope that Zongshou will not let you down in the future and treat his son well!"
Seeing Zong Shou's serious expression, he nodded solemnly. 'Tan Qiu' smiled again when he saw this: "You always speak your mind like a cauldron, and this water unicorn has not misjudged the person. By the way, we should start soon." ? In the same lineage, there are two Nine-Tails, and their bloodline is stable. Those of your tribe are really blessed. From now on, we can be called the Eight-Tailed Sect. If you, father and son, can be more confident in the future, step into the Holy Realm. .Your descendants will be the Nine-Tailed Emperor of your Sky Fox Clan—"
Zong Shou was stunned this time, and immediately knew what Tan Qiu's words meant.
There is Shui Qilin's natal core and essence and blood mark to balance the Fenkong bloodline of the Lu family.
That day, the blood of the fox completely lost its control. Changes and sublimation began immediately.
within the body. The bones are constantly exploding inch by inch. There seemed to be something behind him, trying to break out of his body.
Deep within the flesh and blood, it seemed to be undergoing drastic changes. Make all the muscles in the body twist continuously.
This was pain he had never experienced in his life. throughout the body.
Even before, when he was swallowed by the blood of Fen Kong. It is also far out of reach.
At this time, 'Tan Qiu' curled her lips with disdain and a little surprise.
It's obvious that I'm in pain and I'm dying, why are I still holding on? Just faint and disappear
But thanks to this guy, he was able to withstand it. He was really tough as steel.
It’s the hardest kind, it can’t be broken or crushed—
Then his figure slipped and left the place. When it reappears. But he was already in front of Zong Shou, flicking his finger between his eyebrows.
He easily knocked him unconscious, and then gently held Zong Shou's collapsed body in his arms.
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At the same time, Zong Ling was frowning in Qiantian Mountain City. He rode his horse to his home.
Not his own mansion, but the one from his own clan. In the south of the city in Qiantian Mountain, most of the Zong clan people used to live here.
However, since Zong Shou reestablished the Qiantian clan, many people have moved out.
It's not that he is dissatisfied with Zong Shou. Rather, most of the clansmen rely on the annual benefits of Qiantian Mountain City. There is also Zong Shou's martial arts that is open to everyone, and everyone can achieve success in martial arts and spiritual methods.
You can live well by yourself without relying on the support of your own clan.
Nowadays, it is only during the annual clan sacrifice that all the clan members gather together.
Although it is a new clan, it is impossible to just leave the dead ancestors alone.
In fact, except for the fact that the clan rules have been changed a lot so that direct lineage and side branches can compete fairly, nothing has changed.
But today, there is something different. Zong Ling frowned and looked at his hand, which was an invitation. It is an ancestral hall from the clan that summons all the clan members in Qiantian Mountain to discuss matters within the clan.
- It's only the beginning of winter at this time, and it's obviously not the time for family sacrifices yet. I don't know what is going on? And it was precisely when Zong was guarding and not in the city.
I couldn't stay and ignored it. But after thinking about it carefully, Zong Ling decided to take a look.
If you want to plot something evil and do something detrimental to your Majesty, you can suppress it on the spot to avoid letting Zong Shou know about it and be upset.
Then do the old and young people from the direct lineages of the previous clans still think that this is the past
Your Majesty Dingding Yunlu, the Zong clan has never been so united as it is today.
Especially the younger generation, the generation that has grown up recently, admires Zong Shou extremely.
Just by relying on a few people and losing all the people's hearts, what kind of trouble can they cause? So annoying!
Probably not, then could it be related to the changes in the bloodline in this [body] today
Speaking of which, this is the second time. The previous time allowed him to master the method of ice and fire more freely. But this time, it has not yet stabilized. I don’t know who caused it, and what kind of magical powers will emerge—
Thinking like this, Zong Ling walked into the Zong family mansion.
At this time, Zong Ling frowned slightly. This place seemed to be the same as usual, but the Zong clan guards guarding here all had strange expressions.
There was a bit of a strange atmosphere in the entire house.
The more I looked inside, the more confused I became. The Zong family mansion, which stretched for dozens of miles, was eerily silent.
The ancestral hall can be seen from a distance, and powerful rays of energy and blood are seen rising into the sky.
Among those he recognized were Zong Lan, the general of Qiantian Mountain's Right Court Pillar, and Zong Han, the ninth-level spiritual cultivator of the Zong clan four hundred years ago. All the outstanding figures in the clan are gathered here.
On the contrary, he, Zong Ling, was the last to arrive.
Zong Ling's doubts were relieved, so he dismounted and continued to move forward, which was also respectful. But when they were about a hundred feet away from the ancestral hall, there was a warning sign deep in my heart.
Zong Ling turned around without hesitation and hurried back. He still didn't know what was going on there or what happened. But he instinctively knew to stay away from this ancestral hall, the farther away the better.
But I heard a sneer: "Since Zong Taichang is already here, why are you leaving in such a hurry? Do you really think you can escape when you get here?"
Taichang is Zong Ling's current official position. After the founding of the Qiantian Mountains, it was established based on the six-ministry-nine ministers system in the Middle Kingdom. Master the etiquette of Taichang Temple, Zhangzong Temple, celestial phenomena and calendar, and imperial doctors.
And when this man spoke, Zong Ling felt a strange force coming over him. It actually directly broke through his protective magical weapon, forced his figure to fly into the ancestral temple.
Zong Ling was slightly startled and couldn't move his limbs at all. This power is not too strong. At most the early ninth level, it was still far from the level that Zong Ling could not resist at all.
But the problem is, a strange pressure is overwhelming his body. When he touched it, his blood started to throb. His limbs were slightly weak, and his soul power could no longer be accurately controlled.
Waiting until his figure was forcibly sucked into the ancestral hall. I saw Zong Lan and Zong Han sitting on the seats on both sides with livid faces, their eyes full of anger.
At this time, at the top, where the throne that should have belonged to the clan leader, Zong Shou, was sitting, there was a person sitting there. Wearing white clothes, he is about 20 years old and has a handsome face. At first glance, he definitely looks like a clansman.
"Xue Moyan?"
When the exclamation came out, Zong Ling felt something was wrong.
Although the appearance is similar. But this man was obviously older. Only this surname is unmistakable.
"Are you from the Eight-Tailed Snow family?"
"Exactly!
The young man laughed loudly with endless joy: "Xue Mofei is Xue Moyan's brother. This time I returned to the Cloud Realm to avenge my brother. Secondly, I wanted to get back the things stolen from the Xue family—"
"Stealing? Your Xue family is really shameless!"
Na Zonghan smiled coldly, even though he was completely weak. But he still kept his body upright: "It was you, the Xue clan, who abandoned me and other members of the Fox clan like worn-out shoes! You escaped from the cloud world alone. But now, you still have the honor to come back? As for your brother, you plotted against my king, It is fitting that you should die with your body and sword!"
Xue Mofei didn't care, and looked like he could just say whatever you said.
"What happened in the past has its own consequences, and you can ignore it. However, I, the Xue clan, are still a royal family and the orthodox Sky Fox family. Now that we are back, we should be the hope of all the Fox clan. You and other tribes of the Fox clan will It’s time to return to the service of my Xue clan. This is the rule of our Fox clan, and it is also the eternal truth-"
"Working for your Xue family? So, your Xue family also takes a fancy to the foundation that our clan has worked so hard to build?"
Zong Lan said calmly, feeling murderous in his eyes. If he hadn't been suppressed, he would have wanted to tear Xue Mofei into pieces.
"Your Majesty is so gifted and talented that he will never let you succeed!"
"A gifted person? Hahaha—"
Xue Mofei laughed loudly when he heard this, full of arrogance: "He is a genius. Apart from that person, I am afraid that no one in the Xue family can match him! But no matter how talented he is, Outstanding, he is still the Nanao, a side branch! With you here, he is unprepared, so why worry about not being able to control him? I, the Xue clan, also have my own plan, waiting for him here in Qiantian Mountain. If he could have known it earlier, You will definitely regret that you transferred those four thousand Blood Cloud Riders out of Qiantian Mountain."
He smiled lightly again, without any warmth in his tone: "Do you know that this is the most precious magic heart mirror in our clan? If you are willing to surrender, it would be the best, and it would be in vain for our clan to break the restriction of Yinlong Valley in advance for him. If you don't want to, it's just a matter of putting some effort into making a puppet—"
Zong Ling's face was ashen, his hands and feet felt cold, and he had thousands of thoughts running through his mind, but he couldn't think of a way to break this move.
Then he was startled, suddenly feeling inside his [body]. All the breath seems to be roaring -