Until his body fell to the ground, he stabilized his body again. Qingming was finally able to separate his mind and watch the scene above to see what happened.
Then he took a breath of cold air and saw a huge silver-white dragon fighting with the Xuanwu holy beast.
The momentum and authority were actually faint, overwhelming Xuanwu.
The strength is not as good as Xuanwu, but the body can change between reality and reality.
Whenever Xuanwu strikes with a snake whip, the strength may not be as good. From the reality to the illusion, he was unscathed.
The dragon head bit Xuanwu's neck tightly, swallowing the vitality and blood of this sacred beast with big mouthfuls.
At this moment, even if a thick layer of ice had formed all over Xuanwu, there was nothing he could do.
The neck was already injured and it was of no avail.
There were even more silver-white flames lingering around, and as time went by against the power of the black ice, the neck made a cracking, almost breaking sound. There was even more fear and anxiety in Xuanwu's turtle eyes.
"This is the sacred beast that protects the country! It is also a god-level beast!"
Next to him, the voice of Beixuan Sanren came again, but his voice was hoarse and full of disbelief.
"Even big merchants don't have this thing! How can a small country like Qiantian Mountain have this thing?"
Qingming's face was also completely bloodless and pale as paper.
At this moment, it wasn't just her and Bei Xuan, the dozens of miles around the rooftop were filled with birds that were silent, and you could hear a pin drop.
Everyone was either confused, surprised, or puzzled as they looked at this scene in the sky!
We were already confident of winning, so how could something like this happen? She also wants to know where this sacred beast that protects the country comes from!
Zong Shou actually has such a trump card in his hand!
The sacred beast that protects the country! The sacred beast that protects the Taoist sect is worshiped by hundreds of thousands of Taoist cultivators with their pure thoughts. How did this sacred beast that protects the country take shape? How to perform sacrifices
Looking back now, when Xuanwu appeared, Zong Shou's expression was indeed weird, but it was just weird. At most, it only contains a hint of headache and trouble, and it seems that there is really no fear at all -
"Maybe we can help the beast master get out of trouble?"
Xuanwu was obviously in bad shape - he had been restrained from the beginning.
Depending on the situation, it can still be sustained at this time, but it may not be possible for how long. If she dies here, then she Qingming will be the sinner of the sect!
Not surprisingly, Beixuan shook his head slightly.
"This dragon is in the early stage of the divine realm, and it is a divine beast with strong fighting power. I and a few others have just entered the fairyland for the first time, so how can we get involved? I can't help even if I want to. Besides, Zong Shou, I'm afraid. You won’t let me wait for what I want!”
Qingming turned around and saw Zong Shou on the rooftop, dealing with the disaster of Jiu Yao. But there was already a silver flying knife, flying into the air again, swirling around him.
Before he even made his move, all the monks above the spiritual realm felt frightened and their aura became three points weaker.
No one wants to face such a flying knife!
His eyes dimmed for a moment, and then Qingming clenched his fists tightly again, with the cruelty on his face showing again.
"According to what I heard! Unless a member of the Holy Beast is killed on the spot, no matter how seriously injured, even if the body is broken, he can recover. The danger of lifelessness can last forever. If you want to get rid of it, you must cut off its roots. !”
Beixuan raised his brows, wondering what Qingming meant by what he said
Immediately he realized that the source of the holy beast Xuanwu was Taoism.
Then this giant silver-white dragon of unknown species is naturally Qian Tianshan.
However, Zong Shou has no children. The rise and fall of Qiantian Mountain is now all related to Zong Shou.
To be more precise, Zong Shou is the source of this silver dragon at this time.
Cutting off the root cause, so to speak, is also a way -
"As long as we kill that person first, we won't get what we want! The Protector Beast Lord will be safe and sound!"
Qingming's voice was decisive. His hand was holding the sword behind his back, and his eyes were shining with purple light.
She has one last resort, she can kill Zhong Zongshou with just this sword.
Just those few talismans can work.
However, Beixuan Sanren hesitated slightly and frowned as he looked at the formation in the distance: "How easy is it? No, it should be said that it is just a dream!"
His words were full of bitterness: "No one can stop this son's flying knife skills. He escaped from the Zhoutian Grand Formation that day, and it was not easy to break it. The number of days was fifty, and one of them should have been escaped. This hole Rui is the number fifty. Zhou Tian’s number here is three hundred and sixty-four. They all have shortcomings, but the combination of the two is perfect—"
If it was okay when Xuanwu appeared just now, let's look again now. The 600,000 soldiers in the formation were freed from the danger of being frozen by the mysterious ice.
And the hundreds of spiritual masters who ascended the rooftop had their morale boosted and their expressions uplifted.
"So we have to rely on the strength of several senior brothers!"
Qingmingzi was expressionless and interrupted Beixuan's voice.
"Qingming doesn't ask senior brother to break the formation, I just ask you to wait and give Qingming a chance!"
The Beixuan Sanren's brows were stern, with a bit of coldness, and then he sighed softly: "Why is this necessary? Just wait for a few masters and uncles to take action. Once Ao Kun is solved, the dilemma here can be easily solved. , why take such a risk—"
The words were blocked by Qingming's eyes. The girl's expression was solemn and her lips were filled with sarcasm.
"Senior brother, if the Xuanwu Beast Master dies here, I am afraid that you and I will not be able to escape the crime of sitting on the sidelines! Senior brother thinks that he is the Taoist ancestor, but will he spare you and me? Qingming is willing to die. Senior brother has been trained by the Taoist sect for thousands of years. Such a great kindness, at this time of crisis, do you want to cherish this life?"
Beixuan Sanren's breath was suffocated. First he looked solemn and glared at Qingming fiercely, and then turned to look at the nine hundred-foot rooftop.
He was driven to the edge by a few words from this woman. On other occasions, you can ignore it.
But this time, he knew that a Dao Ancestor from Qiong Realm was watching the battle from afar -
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Almost at the same time, outside the cloud world, there was a river in the void.
Chongguang was frowning, his face full of annoyance.
"How can there be a sacred beast that protects the country in this Tianshan Mountain? The body of a silver-white dragon is a giant platinum dragon? No! It is hidden and moving, and the reality changes. This is clearly a Yin dragon!"
The voice was fierce and a bit anxious.
Xuan Weizi frowned deeply.
"Looking at its shape, it seems that it has not yet completely transformed into a holy beast. It has not been tamed by that sect guard. How did it get sacrificed? If I had known this, I shouldn't have—"
Immediately I realized that there was something wrong with this sentence. So his voice fell silent and he kept silent.
Hua Yun's expression was even more ugly.
Since it has not been completely tamed, it has not yet truly transformed into a holy beast. Then he would never show up unless Zong Shou was on the verge of death.
If he hadn't invited the Xuanwu Holy Beast out this time, the result would have been better.
Even at this time, the situation in the cloud world was in a stalemate. It's better than this Taoist sacred beast that protects the law. It has just been born and suffered heavy injuries.
Long Xuan chuckled softly and praised: "My husband is still wise and well prepared. With our knowledge, we would never have thought that the sect guard also had a sacred beast to protect him. With only eight immortals and a replica of the Withering Sword , To take that Zongshou’s life is really wishful thinking, and I underestimate him too—”
Hua Yun's expression warmed up slightly, but his eyes were still gloomy.
If he had his original intention, he would not directly interfere with the affairs of the Yun Realm.
The common agreement made ten thousand years ago is an agreement that all sects and sects will abide by it together.
At this time in the Dao Ling Qiong Realm, although it can be overwhelming, it has lost its morality after all.
Even if this sect guard is killed, the Taoist sect will definitely be extremely passive in the future.
Xuan Weizi knew what he meant, but shook his head slightly: "Junior brother, I can't hesitate at this time! That sect's flying knife technique is unmatched by anyone below the immortal level! If we delay any longer, my Taoist disciples will surely suffer heavy losses. You and I can’t tell, we can only break the rules of our ancestors. This time we have to do it out of necessity!”
As he spoke, Xuan Weizi was looking at the person opposite.
I saw a young man standing with a sword, hundreds of feet away, it was Mingyu.
"Fellow Taoist Mingyu, the old Taoist really can't figure it out. Fellow Taoist knows that our Taoist sect is bound to win this time! You, Taoist priest, why do you still want to get involved in this matter?"
After saying these words, the eyes of several people in the Taoist sect were all looking at him with murderous intent in their eyes.
Especially not far away, there was an old man in his seventies with an angry face.
If it hadn't been for this person's sudden interception just now.
At least the life of the old man Po Tian could be saved.
Daoling Sect ranks sixth in the Holy Land, and its wealth and background are far inferior to those of Dao Lingqiong Realm and Tailing Sect.
Po Tian is the person within the sect who has the greatest hope of entering the realm of gods during the spiritual tide.
The death of this person is enough to give way to the Dao Ling Sect, and the whole sect is in pain.
Na Mingyu was glanced at by several people, and her expression became concentrated.
Even he cannot turn a blind eye to the Four Saints and Three Gods here. But he still smiled: "I, the Cangsheng Dao, received a lot of benefits from that demon king, and I want more later. Naturally, I have to put in some effort this time."
Xuan Weizi shook his head slightly, really speechless.
Based on what he thought, Mingyu should know. With the four parties joining forces, Ao Kun Longying really has no chance! Even the Cangshengqiong realm cannot stop it.
Do you really want to involve the entire world
"You don't care what he does!"
Chongguang raised his thick eyebrows angrily and snorted: "Kill that bastard first!"
As soon as his magic power was displayed, the space in front of him was torn apart. He stretched out his big hand and broke directly to the rooftop. Mingyu was locked remotely by several people and could not move. But he only frowned slightly, not much worried.
As expected, Chongguang's giant palm had just reached the top of the rooftop.
The void here suddenly rippled again. That Chongguang's pupils shrank, and his hand shrank back as if being pricked by a needle.
On the palm, a trace of blood suddenly appeared. Shigemitsu himself also groaned.
At this time, Hua Yun was not surprised but smiled instead. He looked far away and looked ahead: "Finally here, I thought you were going to be a coward today and wouldn't show up!"
In the direction of his gaze, another man in his twenties walked out. But he was wearing a golden robe, with a domineering aura and a sneer on his lips.
"Just kidding, the blood feud can be restored today. How could I, Ao Kun, not be here?"