Just a moment after Zong Shou left and Lian Er Gu Mie and several others escaped, there were dozens of people around, one after another rushing to the foot of Yulan Mountain.
Then countless spiritual lights rushed up and dispersed in all directions. Hundreds of letters and talismans appeared one after another in front of the cases of heads of families and leaders of sects everywhere.
"Blood Sword Demon Lord? Isn't it Demon Sword? Why did he change his name again?"
Yin Yu's eyes were unpredictable and he put down the letter talisman in his hand.
"With forty spiritual realms, he forced Na Wuxu to show up and cut off his sword. Is this really true?"
There was uncertainty in his words. He originally thought that after yesterday, the sect would definitely return to Qiantian Mountain to defend.
"It should be true!"
The speaker was Gao Ruo, the chamberlain's young eunuch: "In order to find out what happened in the battle of Yulan Mountain, Xuan Wenzong used a Huiguangjian passed down from the Yunhuang era to look back in time. Many people present saw what happened at that time. Scenery. It is said that Zong Shou at that time had a sword as long as blood and an unparalleled sword intent. He was close to demons, and his power was as powerful as prison, just like the king of all demons. That sword had the potential to shake the mountains and rivers. Even with Wu Xu's My magical swordsmanship has absolutely no chance of survival!"
Yin Yu retracted his fists, naturally knowing what the light mirror was.
Images that can be traced back to the past three days are so precious that even the Great Shang Royal Family only has about ten in their collection.
Since this thing is used, there is probably nothing wrong. We only need to wait for news from Dao Lingqiong to confirm it.
Speaking of which, on this day, the spiritual dome was sealed inside and outside the country, and no news could be spread.
The two factors confirmed it, and Yin Yu was already nine points convinced.
The suspicion was gone, and only shock remained in my chest, mixed with a trace of fear.
"If all our elite merchants come out and join forces with the Taoists, might this person be surrounded and killed?"
Gao Ruo was silent this time. He was not the one who knew Yin Yuwen.
Over there, Zhongxuan thought for a moment and shook his head: "No! Your Majesty is already preparing to take action against these aristocratic families in the country. You must not distract him. This person's strength has exceeded the limits of ordinary people. If you want to fight on the side, He can leave as he pleases, who can stop him? Surround him and kill him? It's just a joke, unless His Majesty takes action himself—"
Yin Yu frowned. Naturally, he couldn't leave the imperial capital. As for the Chongxuan Imperial Master, he can achieve the divine level. Walking around the capital is already an exception, and I'm afraid I won't be able to participate either.
After thinking for a long time, Yin Yu finally sighed. With a flick of his right hand, the letter talisman was turned into dust.
There was doubt in his eyes, could it be that the prophecy made aeons ago was wrong
Is this man so capable? Who can rival him in this world? Who can win
Those rumored seeds of the God Emperor? He's not even worthy of carrying shoes!
"What a Blood Sword Demon King!"
In front of Tailing Sect Master Mu Yu, there was also a spiritual talisman floating in the air.
Xuanwen Sect belongs to Taoism and is originally a vassal sect of Tailing Sect.
Therefore, except for this letter. In his hand, there is also a spar.
Close your eyes and think carefully. The images recorded in this crystal were imprinted into the soul.
"Wu Xu cannot take this sword, and will definitely perish! The soul cannot withstand the impact of the Absolute Beginning Sword Intent, and even if there is still an incarnation left in the body, it will be difficult to survive. If it were Mu Yu, it would be the same. This game!"
Speaking in a determined tone, Master Mu Yu opened his eyes with a strange look on his face.
"At this time, my country, Central Earth Cloud Land, is probably extremely lively—"
While talking. While dripping the crystal stone into the hands of Qiu Yun Zhenren on the side.
The expressions of everyone around him were changing.
When Mu Yu summoned him urgently at first, he still didn't believe it. At this moment, Qiu Yun's expression became more and more solemn. Known in my heart. This is probably true.
But in my heart, I still find it difficult to accept it, I just feel it is unbelievable -
"So, Wu Xu, the master of the Dao Spirit Vault Realm, really died two hours ago. Under that sect's guarding sword?"
The Taoist who spoke was sitting on the right side of Qiu Yun, an elder in the divine realm, opposite Mu Yu.
Seeing Mu Yu across from him, he nodded slightly, and the Taoist subconsciously leaned back.
Even if you haven't looked at the image in the Shadow Bearing Stone, you can still imagine how tyrannical this sword is!
After thinking for a moment, there was a strange color in Taoist's eyes.
"Now the Taoist sects are in panic, and the position of the Lord of the Qiongjing Palace is vacant. I, the Tailing Sect, need to make plans early."
The eyes of several people around him lit up. Qiuyun also raised his head and looked to the left with a thoughtful look in his eyes.
"Mu Yu, tell me, what do you, the real head master, think?"
Mu Yu did not refuse and took out a few letter charms and placed them in front of him.
"Just the day before yesterday, Xuanyun Temple and Lingming Palace sects were dissatisfied with Qiongjing's abandonment of the sect's mountain gate, and turned to our Tailing Sect for help—"
Several Taoists here were startled at first, and then they were happy. If Tailing Sect wants to intervene in this matter, these sects are the best entry points.
But the next moment, Mu Yu said calmly: "Mu Yu's intention was originally to lend a helping hand for the sake of being a member of the same Taoist sect. But today he changed his mind and felt that it was better not to intervene easily and wait and see what happens. For the best."
After saying this, the Taoist opposite immediately frowned. Master Qiuyun gave a meaningful smile.
"Why is this? This time is our Tailing Sect's opportunity—"
Mu Yu said coldly: "Opportunity, this is not necessarily possible! Let me ask you all, Wu Xu died, and all the dragons in the Dao Ling Qiong Realm were leaderless. Is there anything you can do to join forces with me, the Tailing Sect?"
There was silence in the room. The Dao Ling Qiong Realm was not a sect, but a union of all the sects of the Dao Sect.
The Wu Xu lineage itself is a Taoist cultivator. The fact that the Palace Master has been re-elected for more than ten generations over the past thousands of years is not only the result of the compromise between the various sects, but also the reason why the branches and leaves of this branch have become increasingly luxuriant and the strength has grown.
Seeing the opportunity to replace him at this time, anyone who has the opportunity to aspire to the throne of the palace lord will inevitably make trouble.
At this time, in the Dao Ling Qiong realm, even if you don't fight by yourself, how can you deal with foreign enemies
Mu Yu was not surprised, and then asked: "Even if we are forced to retreat from the sect guard, will the Tailing Sect have a chance to take the palace master of the Dome Realm into his pocket?"
Several Taoists were still indifferent.
Tailing Sect is the leader of all Taoist sects and is deeply tabooed by all sects. It's just those small sects who are willing to do it. The other major sects that can compete with Tailing Sect will definitely not sit idly by.
Seeing this, Mu Yu chuckled: "It is naturally a good thing to have more vassal sects. But it also depends on whether the price is appropriate. Although our Tailing Sect is strong, but if we want to fight against this Blood Sword Demon King, we can't. How certain are you—"
While speaking, another spiritual talisman fell from the distance.
Mu Yu took it in his hand, and when Ling Nian examined it, he actually sucked in a breath of cold air.
Then he sighed and hit the talisman towards Qiuyue.
"At seven o'clock in the morning, the Wangtian Sect was destroyed! Seven surrounding sects also perished with it. A total of seventeen thousand disciples. At four o'clock in the morning, Tianyuan Temple appeared again. The murderous nature of this demon king was really shocking. Shocked!"
Everyone in the room looked at each other with surprise in their eyes.
Yulan Mountain was destroyed, the Wangtian Sect was destroyed, and the Tianyuan Sect was probably about to fall as well.
There are also five or six sect disciples gathered there, and the total number is close to 20,000.
In just a few hours, there were 60,000 disciples. Buried under the sword of that sect—
At this time, the Taoist opposite also looked at the Shadow Bearing Stone, and his complexion turned green and white. Finally, he smiled bitterly and shook his head.
"This is a bloody disaster for our Taoist sect! Na Wuxu always predicts things like a god, but this time he miscalculated and angered such a reckless devil. Although our Taoist sect has no face this time. I can draw chestnuts from the fire for others. , is also something that a wise man will not take. As Junior Brother Mu Yu said, it is better not to set yourself on fire—"
Qiu Yun was slightly distracted, he was thinking the same thing at the moment. This matter is settled like this.
Although the Tailing Sect was powerful, they wanted to surround and kill the sect guard. But it is still beyond its capabilities. Even if this person doesn't run away, dozens of people will die, which is really not worth it.
Another thing that is quite regrettable is that Xuan Wenzong's Hui Guangjian can only be traced back to Zong Shou's sword. When there is no ruins left.
At this time, we still don’t know what its true reality is, and what kind of magical swordsmanship it possesses—
The only fault is that one cannot know the enemy. Learning from the past, Tailing Sect must not repeat the same mistakes.
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Almost at the same time. Middle-earth is east of Yunlu. A middle-aged Taoist in his thirties, holding this talisman in his hand, walked out of the Taoist temple hall with a pale face and extremely panic.
When several people with similar looks nearby saw this strange behavior, they also followed him in confusion.
He fled all the way and arrived more than dozens of miles away. A large river can be seen flowing in the distance here. There is an island in the middle of the lake. The spiritual power is dense, and the scenery on the island is also perfect.
But at this time, there was one more person in the sky. Wearing a golden robe, holding a blood sword, huge black thunder wings spread out. Dozens of invisible silver dots swirled around his body.
The thunderous sword light was slashing down from the sky! After only a moment of stalemate, the spiritual light talisman rising on the island was successively broken by traces of sharp sword energy.
One gold and one silver, two light spots, swirling around the sword body. Every time he passed by, all the talismans were swept away.
The entire formation is collapsing and disintegrating. And the small island in the middle of the lake was slowly sinking under the huge pressure!
"This Floating Water Temple can't hold on anymore! Could it be a ghost? There are obviously more than ten thousand people, but that person can't be hurt at all."
"Huh? Those few spirit realms actually escaped before the formation broke through. How could this be?"
"Who is this person? So domineering?"
"Could it be that they are monks in the Immortal Realm? Just ignore those world-protecting venerables?"
"This person is not a fairy—"
The first middle-aged Taoist who rushed out of the Taoist temple shook his head solemnly.
"This person is the Blood Sword Demon King!"
"Demon Lord?" Everyone was puzzled. The name of Demon Lord was only shared by a few legendary figures among the ancient demon clan.
However, none of them were named after the Blood Sword.
The next moment, I heard the Taoist say again: "It's Donglin Demon King Zongshou! Just yesterday, this man had killed Wu Xu, the master of the Dao Ling Qiong Realm Palace—"
Everyone suddenly realized that Zong Shou’s name was unknown to everyone in the world at this time.
This is the only way to dare to poke the Taoist tiger's beard
And the last sentence made this place fall into a dead silence.