The Six Gods' Sword Controlling Technique can only cultivate six true Six Gods flying knives at the same time, with the greatest power.
However, in Zong Shou's bag, there are still dozens of next-level flying knives that he has cultivated with his soul over the years.
The immortal monks who were trapped and locked here in front of him were not worthy of him using the real sword of the six gods.
The shadow of the knife flashed, and in the distance were six immortal-level spiritual masters, whose brains were pierced.
But at this moment, the nameless sword light suddenly shrank and condensed, and came within ten feet of Zong Shou.
The Yin of Yuanyi!
Within ten feet, there is my unbreakable sword domain!
The sword light slashed out almost silently. But when the light and shadow reached everywhere, everything that struck from across the sky was cut and repulsed by the sword.
Every clank, every clash. They all charged up the sword, making Shen Xiong even more powerful.
When the Tianyuan Transformation Technique and the transformation accumulated to the extreme, Zong Shou's sword light changed again.
Yuanyizhiyang!
Wherever the sword points, no one can take its edge!
Thousands of sword shadows, like the Milky Way rewinding, impact forward.
Layers of sword light drowned everything in an instant.
The faces of the immortal monks opposite were full of shock and fear.
Then the next moment, he was cut into countless pieces by this vast sword shadow, like Ling Chi. Groups of blood mist exploded, and were turned into flesh and blood under repeated sword strikes.
With just one sword strike, more than ten immortal-level martial arts cultivators in front of Zong Shou were killed.
At this time, the distance to the tall tower was only a hundred feet away. It was so close that no one was in the way.
Within Zong Shou's sleeves, dozens of silver-white lights and shadows spread out and struck in all directions.
It was Han Xi and the thirty-six soldier ants under his command. They are all as fast as light, incredibly fast!
Wherever he passed, there were constant flashes of blood.
At this time, Han Xi's own combat power has steadily surpassed the peak of the ordinary immortal level.
And his subordinates, the Holy Fire Soldier Ants, accompanied him through the tribulation, although they did not enter the spiritual realm. The strength can also be used to fight across levels.
The unity of mind and the cooperation between them are far beyond the comparison of these fairyland monks locked by the stone platform.
In just a moment, more than ten immortals were directly killed and fell.
The remaining prisoners here all had a look of fear and fear on their faces.
Zong Shou released these holy fire silver ants and ignored them. His body flashed and he rushed towards the tall tower in the distance.
Step into the void. The figure flashed. Then I heard an angry shout from inside: "Bold!"
Following the sound, there was a flail burning with pale fire, with dozens of iron balls at the end hitting it across the sky.
Wherever the sky-burning flame passed, traces of black streaks appeared between the sky and the earth.
Zong Shou raised his eyebrows, and then sneered.
Peak of Immortal Level? This sky-burning fire is quite good. In this hell, it can compete with the god-level monks who are not from the Lu family.
But in his eyes. But that's all. Whether it is the power of his bloodline or his own strength, he is far behind him.
Still one step down. In the roaring sound, all those chain shadow iron balls were scattered. All the pale fires were extinguished. Instead, Zong Shou's Thunderous Thousand Fires and jet-black flames arose.
Immediately after, there was a second volley kick. When the energy reaches its peak, the spiritual formation here instantly shatters under the strong pressure. And the upper level of the tower. It was also kicked over and a section was forcibly cut off.
"Mirror? No-"
The sound was filled with fear, and a figure suddenly flew out of the tower. Rush to the bottom of the abyss and run away quickly.
Zong Shou sneered. Didn't stop him. However, a ball of fire rushed out of his sleeves and transformed into the shape of a unicorn in the air. With a sharp bite, he bit and captured the person who was trying to escape. Then there was elation. Holding the 'prisoner of war' in his mouth, he brought it to Zong Shou's eyes. His expression was like that of a cat catching a mouse and flattering its master.
Zong Shou smiled and patted Xiaori's head, then looked back behind him.
From the time he appeared and took action to the time he captured this person, it only took five breaths.
On top of the hundred stone platforms, there were more than fifty people entangled with Han Xi and his subordinates.
After surviving the initial surprise, it was already difficult for Han Xi and the soldier ants to take the lives of these people. However, these immortal monks are also working extremely hard to support them.
In Zong Shou's eyes, a cold light flashed, showing murderous intent. But not far away, Lu Wubing spoke.
"Your Majesty, wait a moment, please show mercy!"
Zong Shou said "Hmm", and his sword power, which was about to explode, was slightly restrained. Then, somewhat unexpectedly, he looked at Lu Wubing with doubts in his heart.
Lu Wubing didn't waste any time, and immediately explained: "Most of these monks have lost their families and people, and they just want to escape from the prison of death as soon as possible. They are pitiful people, but they are all useful people to the emperor. I know that you, the emperor, Although there are nearly ten thousand cavalry under his command, they only lack high-level Taoist soldiers. Wouldn't these people be just right? Your Majesty, Master, although your injury has not healed. But with your spiritual skills, you can still fight against the extreme situation. There are other things outside. It only takes a lot of effort to take them out as a backup."
He added: "Most of these monks have a deep feud with the Lu family and have unruly and unruly temperaments. Before being sent to death prison, most of them were heroes and would not be willing to be subordinate to others. If you are willing to swear by your soul, you will follow your Majesty." , it would be best if you are willing to be restrained. If not, you can also secretly wash away the memory. Otherwise, if you want to return to the Lu family in the future and take charge of the Burning Sky Holy Court, these people will be a hidden danger—"
The previous words were to explain to Zong Shou and persuade him to stop. The real target of the following words is the immortal monks on the stone platform.
Zong Shou also flashed his eyes slightly and fell into deep thought.
Taoist soldiers
There is not only a shortage of spiritual monks under his command now. There is not even one immortal-level cultivator.
High-end combat power is indeed lacking. It's okay for now, but if it goes on for a long time, it will definitely be wrong.
Especially when the spiritual tide in the cloud world rises and many strong monks return.
It's just that these people are not only highly cultivated, but also very strong. It was only because of his weak Qi and blood and being restricted by the stone platform that he looked so unbearable under his sword.
After leaving the prison of death, no matter where you are placed, you will be attracted by many forces and will be treated as honored guests and respected.
Are you really willing to be a Taoist soldier of his Zong Shou
Just change it to other forms, not restricted, not willing to swear, and not willing to be sacrificed by him.
Zong Shou was really worried.
It has nothing to do with morality, I really can’t trust it. After not wanting to put in all the effort to bring these people out of the Nine Jue Death Prison, someone stabbed them in the back.
His Zong Shou is not a good person. These people are trapped here for their own reasons, and most of them are not good people.
Why would his Zongshou waste his strength to rescue these monks
As for what Lu Wubing said about returning to the Lu family and taking charge of the Burning Sky Holy Court, he didn't take it to heart at all.
At this time, the expressions of the immortal monks on the stone platform were also changing.
He looked at Zong Shou anxiously, knowing that his life was at the fingertips of this man who had killed more than ten immortal-level cultivators with just a thought.
After listening to Lu Wubing's words, the expressions of the other dozen or so people changed slightly, and they already had expressions of emotion and hesitation.
Especially when they heard the word 'to the realm', more than fifty people's faces flashed with brilliance.
Regarding Lu Wubing's next few words, he was also surprisingly silent.
No one was angry, no one resisted, they were all lost in thought.
Zong Shou thought about it in various ways, but it was difficult to make a decision. He glanced at the people below again, then smacked the corners of his lips, and put away his sword.
If it was as Lu Wubing said, these people were indeed useful to him.
In this hell of molten fire, tortured year after year. On the one hand, these monks' minds have been trained to be extremely strong. On the one hand, he has no ability to resist the temptation of escaping from the prison of death and unlocking his own chains.
As long as they can escape, these monks are willing to pay any price.
The Nameless Sword returned to his sleeve, and even Han Xi and the dozens of soldier ants also took it back.
Ignore the monks below for the time being. Instead, he grabbed with one hand the peak cultivator of the Lu Family Immortal Realm who escaped from the tower.
"Would you like to answer my question?"
After asking, I saw that this person was clenching his teeth and looking at him with hatred and hatred, like a poisonous snake.
Although he looked embarrassed, his eyes were quite firm.
With just one look, Zong Shou knew that ordinary methods would never make him speak.
So I stopped talking nonsense and didn't want to waste time asking questions.
Hold down the person's head with one hand and directly use the method of searching for the soul to forcefully search the person's memory.
The man's soul was so frightened that he struggled wildly. While trying his best to stop his thoughts, he also tried his best to destroy all his memories.
But it was not as fast as Zong Shou. A trace of the power of Buddhist belief and wish poured in, and it even had the ability to suppress and repair.
"So it was called Lu Shuo? What a good name! Before I could send a message—"
Zong Shou felt even calmer in his heart.
As he had expected, the tall tower was destroyed by one foot. At that time, Lu said that he wanted to inform the death row guards about the matter.
It was not only the high tower spiritual formation that was destroyed, but also this person, who reported the methods of several Lu family sages,
But at this time, what he cared about most was not these, but Zong Weiran—
Instead of killing him immediately, he chose to capture this person in order to get the news about Zong Weiran from this person.
"Sure enough, I have been here!"
Zong Shou was confused for a while, in this man's memory. It was a man who was charming and powerful, like a god, who forced his way through.
No one can stop him from snapping his fingers even one ten millionth of a time. On the contrary, all the sinners here are either dead or injured.
The search continued, but there was no memory of Zong Weiran. This person also knows very little about what is below the fifth level.
After a while, the man's soul gradually died. Zong Shou tried his best to maintain it, but it was useless and eventually collapsed.
Zong Shou's eyes became even more suspicious.
It seems that his father has really been to this prison of death. So where is Zong Weiran at this time? Did he escape from the prison of death? Or are you trapped below the sixth floor
Looking down again, Zong Shou felt a slight headache. These immortal monks also need to think of a proper way to deal with them. RQ