The mighty power overflowed from a distance. As soon as they dispersed, the entire land hundreds of miles away was turned into powder.
The two powerful and huge thoughts collided and immediately set off a storm of soul power, flying in all directions.
Zong Shou raised his eyebrows and tried his best to support himself on the spot, fighting against the remaining power of the storm and the majestic soul pressure.
Then he saw the huge dragon claw suddenly appearing in the air, smashing Yuan Mengzi's body into pieces, causing blood to fly.
When Zong Shou saw this, he didn't show much joy. Knowing that Yuan Mengzi seemed to have his body shattered and died.
But when anyone reaches this state, he can be reborn even with a drop of blood. If you want to kill him, even if he is as strong as Ao Kun, you still need to waste some effort.
Sure enough, just when the blood was about to disperse and escape, a huge golden flame suddenly rose from the dragon's claws. It burns and expands, trapping all the blood particles within it.
But at this time, another little green light fell from the sky. Coming from the sky not far away. If you look carefully, you will see that there is a sword light with a leisurely rhyme and yet a sharp edge.
Wherever it passed, time and space shattered, the golden flames dispersed, and the power was only under the dragon's claws.
And the huge dragon claw bounced up again at the moment when the golden flame was about to be completely cut apart. He curled his toes and hit the green sword light.
After a loud buzzing sound, the sword light scattered. There was also a wound on the dragon's claw, and a trace of golden blood dripped out.
After that, a little bit of fly ash scattered downward from the golden flame.
Seeing this scene, Shui Lingbo sighed softly.
"Both body and soul are really dead! That sworn brother of yours is really ruthless! From now on, it will be difficult for the Taoist sect to let go."
Zong Shou breathed a sigh of relief, and also sighed hypocritically,
"If I had known this, why bother?"
He has sacrificed so much, if he still can't kill Yuan Mengzi. This trip was really in vain.
As for Shui Lingbo, he didn't take it to heart at all.
He and Daomen. They were mortal enemies as early as a year ago. You die and I die, there is no other possibility.
Now it’s just another debt, it’s not painful or itchy—
Seeing that the flying ashes dispersed, Yuan Mengzi’s soul no longer existed in the world. Zong Shou had another thought and returned to his own sea of consciousness.
Then it was discovered that Xiaori had withdrawn from here. But the silver-white dragon is still there.
This Yin Dragon. It's just the early stage of the divine realm. But the genus of the Yin Dragon is originally the soul of the dragon clan after they lost their body, which was transformed by the power of Yin evil. Apart from being invisible, what he is best at is the art of soul fighting.
Therefore, after the fight with Yuan Mengzi just now, he was still unscathed.
It seemed that he stayed in his Yuanhun just to use his eyes to observe the situation after Yuan Mengzi retreated.
Seeing his death, he wanted to leave. The dragon swung its body and turned around.
Zong Shou felt extremely weird in his heart. He was still dubious about Kong Rui's words of "protecting the sacred beast".
But today, this 'Yin Dragon' took action in time. Let him be safe this time. But it's true.
Although this guy is occupying the magpie's nest and occupying the Abi throne, it is indeed very annoying.
But if you can get help from another god, you will still make a lot of money.
Speaking of which, this dragon is far away in Qiantian Mountain. It's a hundred thousand miles away from here, how did it get here
As his thoughts flew, Zong Shou's face was filled with a 'passionate' fake smile. He said hello to the silver-white giant dragon.
"Brother Long! I'm polite here."
It is completely different from the previous attitude. Regardless of whether it is a 'sacred beast that protects the country', it needs to be won over first.
The silver-white dragon was obviously startled, and then seemed extremely uncomfortable. A shiver ran through my body.
Zong Shou looked up and down strangely, but ignored him. He shook his head and snorted, then refused to pay attention to him. The figure moved to Cong Zongshou's side. Pass by.
The movement of the dragon's body caused waves of turmoil in Zong Shou's soul.
Zong Shou was extremely embarrassed and tried his best to stabilize the turbulent sea of souls again.
He cursed secretly in his heart and vowed that one day, sooner or later, he would chop this stupid dragon into pieces and skin it!
This guy is even more arrogant than Ao Kun.
But this time, his thoughts finally came through clearly.
The way this giant silver dragon comes and goes is through the Abi Throne. The connection between mind and heart is almost integrated with his royal power.
"What's the reason for this?"
Puzzled, Zong Shou could only let go temporarily, his consciousness left the soul sea and returned again.
The Yin Dragon left in just one breath. At this moment, the surrounding world is still deathly silent.
The huge dragon claw in the distance has disappeared. However, there was no movement from the hundreds of soul thoughts nearby. It seemed that they didn't even dare to take a breath. It was so quiet that it was terrifying.
Only Shui Lingbo was very nervous and didn't care.
"With the death of Yuan Mengzi, this sect is really in trouble."
Halfway through the words, Zong Shou's face turned extremely ugly. She didn't know that Zong Shou had just been defeated in front of that 'sacred beast that protects the country'. Just assuming it was this guy, he was hit hard by Yuan Mengzi, but he was also seriously injured.
There was a hint of worry in his eyes. Shui Lingbo carefully sensed it with his spiritual sense. When he realized that Zong Shou Yuanshen was indeed fine, he felt relieved.
"After this battle, your Tianshan Mountains will probably have a better life for a few decades?"
Zong Shou thought for a while, and then smiled: "It should last thirty years! It's not just the lonely Qiantian Mountain, but also the common people, isn't it the same?"
After a series of confrontations, the prestige of the Dao Ling Qiong Realm had already reached its lowest point. It could be said that it had fallen to the lowest point.
When Yuan Mengzi died, the last layer of his face was peeled off.
In the next few decades, the Dao Ling Qiong Realm will first have to deal with the Demon Dao of Middle Earth and the surveillance of the many mineral veins and mountains under its control.
They also have to deal with the pressure from Dashang and the pressing pressure from Tailing Sect and Daoling Sect.
It is necessary to rebuild the prestige among the three thousand sects, and it is also necessary to deal with the dispute between the Middle-earth families and the Great Shang royal family -
It is no longer possible to make any big move against Qiantian Mountain. Even if there is, it is only limited to people at the level of Zong Shouyi and Ao Kun.
At this time, there is not much remaining power to oppress other sects.
That's why Zong Shou said that the people would also benefit from it.
In fact, the same is true for the Jianzong Buddhists. The Dao Ling Qiong realm has no time for him to care. The next few decades will be a lot easier.
At this time, Zong Shou felt relieved.
Zong Shou didn't care about the spiritual stone compensation. It is impossible for the Taoist sect to hand over those who participated in many tragedies in East Lin Yunlu.
The only thing he cared about was that he no longer wanted to implicate the innocent people under his command.
Didn't Yuan Mengzi refuse to give it to him? Then Zong Shou will come and get it himself!
Shui Lingbo smiled sweetly when he heard this. The gaze in his eyes moved.
The most satisfied person was Zong Shou. When he said "I am the Tao of the common people," he obviously did not regard the Tao of the common people as an outsider.
"But you still need to be careful. In this battle, you only hurt the authority of Dao Ling Qiong Realm in the cloud world. The accumulation of Dao Ling Qiong Realm for thousands of years is no small matter. Dozens of sects, nearly a hundred spiritual realms, one Yuan Mengzi is insignificant. . At this time, the spiritual tide rises. It will take up to ten years to return to the original state. There are also many powerful people outside the realm. They have not returned. From my perspective, Zong Shou, this battle with you is still a bit reckless. How ridiculous is it to challenge such a behemoth as an ant? It is better to lurk as minions and accumulate strength—"
When Zong Shou heard this, he couldn't help laughing, and he fixed his gaze on Shui Lingbo.
"Did Senior Brother Han ask you to say these last few words?"
Shui Lingbo was suffocated and looked slightly embarrassed. Then he looked calm.
"It's the same in our family's eyes."
Zong Shouze smiled and said nothing, neither agreeing nor refuting.
Daomen is a huge monster, fight with it. It certainly doesn’t happen overnight.
But even if you have to tolerate it, you still need a safe environment.
Only by fighting can you make peace, and you must force the Taoist sect to ignore you. Just cut off all the claws and claws that are reaching over!
Besides, although the gains in this battle were small, compared to the entire Taoist sect. It is indeed nothing, but it can add up to something small.
Cut off its claws and teeth and cut off its branches.
Take your time step by step, and sooner or later you will dig out the foundation of the giant mountain of Daomen and push it away.
Seeing Zong Shou's expression, Shui Lingbo knew that he didn't actually take him seriously. At that moment, he shook his head slightly: "Yuan Mengzi is dead, Zong Shou, what are you going to do next? Continue to seal the door and challenge?"
Zong Shou said "Hey", reached out and grabbed the nameless sword stuck on the ground in his hand.
It feels a little heavy as soon as I take it. The quality of this sword seems to have improved a lot.
After thinking about it for a moment, Zong Shou recalled what he had just said. When Yuan Mengzi's soul was shattered and her soul power was scattered.
At that time, he was in the sea of consciousness, trying to communicate with the 'national guardian beast' that refused to accept soft or hard advice.
However, his thoughts were still able to sense the outside world. It seemed that at that moment, most of Yuan Mengzi's scattered soul power was absorbed into the nameless sword.
But it was not given back to him. It was probably used to temper the sword body.
He still doesn't know what this sword is made of. When it first came into his hands, it was only equivalent to a mid-grade magic weapon.
But within just one year, the sharpness of the sword had already reached the top level.
Especially in the past ten days, dozens of sects have been slaughtered, and nearly a hundred spirit realms have been killed. Almost every day, the quality of this sword will improve a lot.
"What a weird thing—"
After murmuring softly, Zong Shou sheathed the sword. Then he showed a sunny smile.
"Of course I'm running away! If you don't leave, most of the people there will have to fight for their lives."
Even if it seems like a mourning army, it may not be impossible to win. But now that what happened today, those watching around will no longer sit back and watch.
It would be wise not to continue!
Besides, at this time, his barrier is about to be shattered, and the calamity is approaching, so it is not appropriate to stay any longer.
With a flick of his sleeves that he thought was cool, Zong Shou was about to escape. I heard Shui Lingbo say from behind: "Why don't you wipe your nosebleed? It's so ugly."
Zong Shou's figure suddenly shook and almost fell from the air.