Laughter penetrated the void and pierced the eardrums. The man's spirit was also extremely strange at this moment. It was ferocious and twisted, as if it was extremely painful, but also seemed to be extremely happy, gloating over misfortune, and extremely enjoyable.
Zong Shou was too lazy to pay attention and focused on the incoming sword light.
"Good swordsmanship!" Not only is the swordsmanship superb, it is also full of mystery. The sword intention was also sharp and erratic, with a dark and rhyme that was extremely sublime.
It is clear that he is already in the sword soul realm, at least the middle level.
"Unfortunately"
It's a pity that the man who wields the sword is not his real body, but Jiuzhan Nestle, whose words and aspirations have been taken away by others and caused by the control of the formless gods and demons. He imitated 90% of the swordsmanship of his lifetime, but in the end, 10% of it was untrue.
Zong Shou sighed slightly, his heart really full of hesitation. It is not known what happened to such a powerful swordsman, and his body was taken away by these shadow demons, and his spiritual thoughts were extinguished.
So this sword was supposed to be powerful and powerful. It is enough to kill any god of the same level with just a few swords.
However, at this moment, in his eyes, it was really worthless. What's more, when it comes to the art of illusioning people and minds, the nine-tailed black fox lineage is the real master of illusion.
With that illusory state of mind here, all the shadow demons need to lose 50% of their power first! With a thought, the illusory heart mirror rose again, reaching a hundred feet above Zong Shou's head.
Like a bright moon, it scatters bunches of cyan brilliance in all directions like water. There are also more beams of light shining towards where the three divine realm qi machines are at this time.
As expected, the incomparable slashing sword power suddenly became difficult to flow smoothly after just a moment's breath. It also made it difficult for the otherworldly sword intent to maintain its strength, and even before it reached him, it was already showing signs of decline.
Zong Shou was about to take action, but he broke it with one sword! He narrowed his eyes again, feeling the warning signs reappear in his heart. Just above, in the blind spot of the cyan mirror light, just out of reach. A ball of spiritual energy suddenly burst out and rushed down in the air.
"I have already anticipated what you can do! The remnants of the nine-tailed black fox must be eradicated by you!"
This time, it was countless shadows that attacked the mirror of joy like a storm.
And behind those tiny shuttles was a figure holding a long stick. It hit from the air, so violently! I don’t know how much of Mount Sumeru’s power exploded in just a few inches. He is a monk in the divine realm, and he is much closer to the fantasy realm than Zong Shou.
In just one thousandth of three thousandths of an instant, one hundred thousandth of a blink of an eye, he was already in front of the illusory state of mind.
At this time, the faces of Feng Taiji and others around them became increasingly pale. The already slightly wild laughter became even more unscrupulous.
This time, the number of Wuxiang gods and demons who surrounded and killed Zong Shou has already appeared, and there are already four of them!
Around this boundary river, it was unknown whether there were other god-level shadow demons lying in wait. A sect guard raised the corner of his lips, blood flashing in his eyes again. Without the Burning World Blood Eye, Yiyi Ruoran would not be able to see where these people are hiding.
Maybe this time, he really wants to be succeeded by these people and destroy this illusory mind mirror.
All these people's reactions to him were certainly anticipated.
However, here, is it not expected
All unusual movements are under the light of Xiangshi's blood pupils!
He laughed secretly in his heart, these shadow demons really thought highly of him.
Just for one shot of him, a whole five formless gods and demons were used. He even went to great lengths to plan, just to destroy the illusory mind mirror he controlled.
Should you feel honored that you take it so seriously
It only cost a small amount of gold, so this time I'm afraid I can have enough to eat and drink, and have a good time.
It's a pity that the quality is a little worse. Compared with the eighth level of death prison, the formless god and demon at the peak level of the god realm is really inferior!
Seeing the long stick flying down, Zong Shou showed no reaction. But just when the flying shadows in the sky collided with the blue mirror, the fantasy heart mirror only swayed with ripples. Then, without waiting for the shadow of the stick to strike, it fell into pieces and became invisible.
Everyone here was startled when they saw this. Could it be that this top-level fairy treasure, which had once been so prominent in the Yunhuang era of the Yun Realm, making the Shadow Demon clan fear them like a tiger, and whose power was close to that of a divine weapon, was broken so easily
Then he saw another identical cyan mirror appearing on the other side, about three breaths away.
"Illusion?" Everyone in the distance knew the reason just by looking at it, and the eyes looked a little weird.
What kind of illusion is this? Unexpectedly, even the formless gods and demons of the Shadow Demon clan can hide this.
So this mirror at this time is the real body of the Fantasy Heart Mirror
But then he saw more phantom mind mirrors appearing in the void.
One becomes two, two becomes three, three becomes ten, and then from ten to a hundred, from a hundred to a thousand. More blue light flew in all directions, covering the space of the boundary river, leaving no blind spots.
Whether it is spiritual energy fluctuations or qi movement changes, they are all the same, making it difficult to distinguish between true and false.
The man holding the stick turned pale.
Then without hesitation, he gave up the idea of destroying the Illusionary Mind Mirror. As soon as the stick was bent, it turned to Zong Shou's head and hit it hard!
Since it is no longer possible to tell, the true identity of the Xuanhu clan and the inherited treasure mirror is located.
Then if Chao Zongshou, a person who holds the situation, attacks, the result will be the same!
But when the encirclement was completed and the combined power of the four people was about to crush the sect guard, the four phaseless gods and demons occupying one side all felt like a blur in front of their eyes.
The young man they were firmly locked on with their spiritual thoughts also disappeared.
"The method of instantaneous sky!"
Almost immediately, the vast divine thoughts spread out far away like waves.
First, use tyrannical power to lock and suppress the entire boundary river, as well as the laws of instantaneous space in the surrounding void.
Then he searched this space inch by inch. Not even a tiny bit of spiritual changes in time and space are missed.
"Found it!"
It was still the man holding the stick who had the domain response first.
"Want to escape? Where can you escape in front of us?"
In the sneer, the long stick turned into a rainbow and hit somewhere. It suddenly shattered through the void, shattering all the spaces within the speed of the fairyland.
Zong Shou's figure also appeared again. Stepping out of nothingness, with an indifferent expression, he stood in front of the god-level monk holding a giant mountain in his hand.
At this moment, the loud laughter came again: "Wasn't the Demon Lord very domineering before? Did you say that we are here to die? I don't know the blood sword, why does the Demon Lord want to escape again? I can see you die with my own eyes, my brutal death sword My nephew, I think he will be able to rest in peace after today."
Nephew
Zong Shou was startled and thought that it was no wonder. It turns out that this madman had a relative die in his hands. No wonder those words are so crazy and annoying.
I don’t know which one it is, I can’t remember. Just because too many died at his hands.
After shaking his head, Zong Shou's eyes were fixed on the god-level monk holding a giant mountain in front of him.
Even if it is suppressed by the illusory state of mind, even if the formless gods and demons steal the body, it is not a perfect fit.
But the spirit of the immortal spirit still fills the body, the arrogance is roaring, and the soul is oppressed, making it difficult for people to even look up.
It is also clearly visible that the joy in this man's eyes is clear. It seems that he is destined to win.
The giant mountain floated away again, and a purple-green treasure shield appeared in his hand. Following closely behind the giant mountain, it came crashing down from the sky.
Zong Shou chuckled and held the nameless sword in his hand.
He moved to this place in an instant, but it was definitely not to escape from the instant dragon!
The Black and Yellow Dragon!
Ice Chilong!
Dragon of Storm!
"Buzz!"
Amidst the sound of the sword, dragon shadows appeared on the sword body. They reunited in a moment and formed the dragon form of Taichu.
The face at the end is the Platinum Dragon!
On top of the dragon-shaped phantom, all the claws and claws appeared as if they were illusory and real - it also caused Zong Shou's energy to suddenly increase to the top, and then shrink to the extreme.
Then there was a black flame burning on the sword.
It is Lei Lie Qianhua! Just a leap of the flame tip has shattered the laws of space-time nearby.
The people around him didn't realize what was going on at first, they just thought it was Zong Shou who was desperate.
But in just a moment, the faces of the three formless gods and demons behind Zong Shou who were still far away changed dramatically.
"Middle of the Soul Realm! This sword intention actually contains all the magic of the Soul Realm! Hong Kui, you can't take this sword."
The middle-aged monk who was holding the giant mountain and the purple gold jade shield also had a look of horror in his eyes.
At the first moment, he wanted to dodge and retreat.
Immediately, he discovered that he had been entangled and locked by the sword intent. It feels like he is thousands of miles away at this moment.
This sword can still be pursued!
The instantaneous sword intention has turned the distance of hundreds of millions of miles into a mere inch.
Then, I want my soul to get out of this body and give up this puppet body.
However, as soon as this thought came up, I saw all the thousands of precious mirrors moving around.
All the mirror light was shining towards him.
Not to mention the soul escaping, even within this body, it was unbearable.
In desperation, he could only mobilize his energy, blood and soul power with all his strength, preparing to rely on the two treasures to resist.
At this time, Zong Shou's eyes were full of blood again, and mysterious spiritual patterns appeared one after another.
"die!"
With a shout, the sword in his hand turned into a rainbow and struck out. Like a horse training, a streak of blood flashed away.
The trajectory of the sword light has no trace of fireworks, and is otherworldly. The sword intention condenses and converges into the sword as a line.
'Kang, a soft sound that is inaudible.
The huge mountain that had just melted into shape about a thousand feet was cut off with a sword from the top!
The countless forbidden array treasures inside it collapsed one after another.
Behind the huge mountain is the purple gold jade cover.
Just when everyone thought that the sword power should be slightly blocked.
The bloody sword shadow accelerated even more. It is even more sharp, does not dodge or evade, and is on top of the jade shield of the overbearing and domineering sword.
There was another puff, a soft sound, and this treasure also died in response.
The cuts are smooth and seem to be born that way.
That 'Hong Kui''s eyes were filled with horror for a moment. He twisted his body desperately, kept changing his trajectory, and flew backwards, trying to escape from the sword light lock.
In a panic, I couldn't even control my vocal cords to pronounce accurately, and my mouth just made a squeaky sound. (To be continued