"The power of this formation can make everything that enters the territory only have 70% of its power. But if you wait, your strength will be doubled. I don't know why Xizi decided that those who are not emperors cannot occupy thirty
The rules of the Three Great Luotian. But because of this, there are some flaws in these thirty-three days!"
The voice was clear, as if it had magic power, and was shocking.
Zong Shou was presiding over the sword formation and listening attentively. But at this moment, the 'Unknown Sword' in his hand made a buzzing sound for no reason.
The sword trembled unconsciously, making Zong Shou almost unable to control it. Almost all the people who killed the sword were led astray by it.
After finally controlling the sword, Zong Shou was stunned for a moment.
"Is this a warning?"
The anxious thoughts were transmitted into his soul. This time, they even formed clear characters.
Disaster refers to the calamity of the common people at this time. What does the word "Lian" mean? What is "Lian"? To kill? Is it to kill the enemy?
There is also the meaning of the word "Huangtian", which is also unclear. The word "bless the common people", I understand, it should be to protect the common people. But the words "oath" and "ping" that follow are confusing again.
Zong Shou was confused and felt inexplicably anxious.
I want to communicate with the sword spirit of the Nameless Sword, but I always feel that there is a layer of barrier between them and I can't really understand their meaning.
The sword in his hand was trembling more and more intensely, as if it was about to lift him into the sky.
This situation is no longer suitable for him to wield a sword. If he uses it forcefully, it will definitely be full of flaws.
Zong Shou frowned briefly, then replaced the nameless sword, took out another spare sword, and continued to control the sword formation.
At this time, I was full of doubts, and I still didn't know why this magic sword was so anxious.
After all, he was still more worried about the outcome of the battle, so he divided a part of his heart to suppress the restless Wuming, and Zong Shou continued to look at the sky.
I saw the sky in the south. After unfolding the five precious flags, they became one.
Under the pressure of the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation, they were forced to gather together. A layer of similar five-color light film suddenly opened.
"The thirty-three heavens are surrounded by each other. I wonder if they can't be broken! But there is another day besides your thirty-three heavens! Qingwei Jade Clear Realm——"
Qingxuan's figure stepped up into the sky again. This time, he forcibly broke through the thirty-first and thirty-first-level sky barriers in succession, and stood on the five-color light film. Then he laughed unscrupulously.
"I am free and not restricted by the thirty-three days. But Taoist Brother Xiuguan, you can come down here!"
Suddenly, the entire dome realm was filled with crackling sounds. Black cracks as thick as giant pythons spread in all directions.
The widest one is several hundred feet wide, almost dividing the dome.
All the Cangsheng Dao monks looked pale. They knew that at this moment, the sky realm was only one step away from collapse.
Looking from a distance, it can be seen that the thirty-second golden pagoda is collapsing.
The light film was in pieces. The beautiful figure above frowned and said nothing, as if there was nothing she could do.
In the water mirror next to it, bursts of cheers came out, like thunder.
Zong Shou glanced sideways, his heart sinking even more.
The changes in the thirty-three-day formation have also directly affected the Cloud Realm. The space can no longer be divided on a large scale, and the hundreds of thousands of powerful Taoist soldiers have been able to initially form a joint force.
There are less than 50,000 Xuanlong warriors left, and the situation is getting worse and worse.
If this continues, sooner or later we will be surrounded and annihilated!
He knew in his heart that there was still a bargaining chip in the Qiong Realm at this time. Whether it was the Seven Swords of Mankind or his other master Lin Xuanshuang, they could save the bad situation.
It's just that Demon Lord Taishi, who clearly stated that he wanted to fight Xiuguan, has not shown up until now.
After all, there is still some haze in my heart.
Immediately he shook his head slightly, this time, the only option was to fight to the death.
If it were just the way of the common people, his Zong Shou would not be so righteous and awe-inspiring, so he would be buried with him.
But within this dome realm, there are his Master Longying, his sworn brother Ao Kun, and Chu Xue——
No matter what, he cannot allow these relatives and friends to die here!
With his eyelids twitching, Zong Shou looked to the other side. He saw a piece of cyan lightning suddenly rising across the sky and spreading to half of the sky.
Like a dragon and a snake, but there was no sound of thunder. Just because the green light passed by, everything was immediately shattered. It was not turned into powder, but the structure was fundamentally disintegrated, so that the sound and waves were too late.
outgoing.
And just the huge coercion that spread out from heaven and earth made it impossible for the tens of thousands of Cangsheng Dao monks in this realm to breathe for a while.
There was bleeding from all the orifices, and the body was crumbling.
"Heavenly calamity? So fast!"
Zong Shou murmured, Wei Xu's fate came at the wrong time.
Probably his senior brother couldn't suppress it any more. It was at this critical moment that the thunder catastrophe was triggered.
The calamity thunder was so powerful and powerful that none of the eight supreme saints in the sky took a look.
At this time, everyone's eyes were like torches, looking at Xiuguan like evil wolves, waiting for the first person in the cloud world to fall from the clouds.
But in the next moment, the eyes of these eight people were all focused below.
Where everyone was looking, a woman was walking up the non-existent ‘ladder to heaven’.
Everyone was in a daze for a while. After a while, Taihuang asked hesitantly: "But Xuan Shuang Sanren?"
When called by this name, in addition to Zhu Zi who was a member of the later Jin Dynasty, Yuanjiang layman was the ancestor of the Dragon Clan in the outer world.
Others, such as Dong Zhongshu and Tianjun Tianjun, all had drastic changes in their expressions.
How could it be her? Hasn't this woman already survived the catastrophe and died? Why can she still appear in the world?
Even if there is a golden book of profound life that can bring this girl back to life, why is there no news at all? And that Xiuguan is clearly not suffering from a serious loss of vitality.
At this moment, I feel even more relaxed. I have passed the twentieth floor and have also reached Wusi Jiang Youtian, the twenty-second floor.
Although this woman's physical body is still equivalent to that of a monk in the divine realm, her soul is already an immortal soul in the highest realm!
But thousands of years ago, didn't this woman fail to survive the catastrophe? Even if she was reborn and her body was damaged, how could she survive the catastrophe?
Being stared at by many astonished eyes, Lin Xuanshuang smiled contemptuously and stepped into the golden pagoda.
The already shaky golden pagoda was immediately stabilized. The ethereal fairy sound spread throughout the sky.
"In the past, my body has always been dominated by martial arts. At this time, the physical body has not recovered and cannot be used. Fortunately, thanks to the guidance of my husband in the past, I have mastered a magical spiritual method. I would like to ask for your advice-"
Above the dome, auspicious clouds were gathering, gradually becoming thicker. After about ten breaths, a few drops of rain began to fall down.
There were no clues at first, but soon after, many Cang Sheng Dao disciples below felt exhausted, and their energy and spirit returned to their peak state.
The energy, blood and essence consumed are slowly recovering. The injuries in the body are also recovering.
Not only those Cangsheng Dao monks were like this, but also Zong Shou was the same.
The lost true soul power is being restored.
I couldn't help but feel happy in my heart. He used the method of overdrawing the true energy. When the true energy was exhausted, it was unexpected that this body, which was comparable to the power of the holy realm, would fall immediately.
"It's actually nectar falling from all over the place——"
I really didn't expect that his master could actually have such a skill.
With such magical power alone, Lin Xuanshuang's spiritual method is no less effective than any ultimate master!
It should be the 11th level, magical and forbidden magic. With Lin Xuanshuang's Origin Soul Breathing Technique, it is equivalent to the 12th level of world-destroying power.
Using his ultimate strength, he became even more domineering! The 170,000 disciples of Cangshengdao were restored to their peak strength.
At this time, due to too many cracks in time and space, Zong Shou no longer tried to block the enemy from outside the realm.
Many monks from the three religions broke in one after another. In addition to the Immortals and Gods, there were also many venerables with advanced levels in the Holy Realm. The total number was nearly a thousand. But they were all like headless flies, scurrying around in the Dome Realm.
, trapped within those thirty-two layers of sky barriers.
Because he was fascinated by the illusion, and there is an illusion character in the Thirty-three Heavens Formation of Ten Thousand Immortals, then its illusion ability will never be inferior to other functions.
At this time, these people were also affected by the raindrops falling on their bodies. However, their faces gradually turned pale, showing that they were weak and exhausted.
To the disciples of the Cangsheng Dao, this rain is equivalent to sweet rain. But to the monks of these three religions, it takes away life and life.
Those in the holy realms were okay, and they resisted with all their strength to prevent the raindrops from falling on them. However, the rest of the holy realms were in an extremely miserable state.
The sword array controlled by Zong Shou also effortlessly killed dozens of people.
Most of these people tried their best and could not block the light of his sword. They were as easy as chopping melons and vegetables.
The rain of sweet rain even dropped outside the cloud world, shocking the spirits of the fifty thousand Xuanlong warriors.
Among the corpses lying on the ground in the distance, there were actually hundreds of people, with confused eyes, climbing up from the mountain of corpses and the sea of blood.
There was silence for a moment in the dome, but then the sound of exciting cheers spread everywhere.
"It's Patriarch Xuanshuang!"
"I, the Dao of Common People, am the third to reach the realm!"
"The ancestor is resurrected, and we, the common people, are not in a desperate situation——"
"This time I will definitely be able to protect the throne and survive the calamity!"
"——God bless my life!"
Zong Shou's emotions were also infected. The effect of Xuanshuang's spiritual method on the common people at this time was far beyond his imagination.
Maybe this disaster can really be passed through safely.
But soon this mood was destroyed by the Nameless Sword. The sword spirit's thoughts were even more urgent and anxious. Along with this, the characters that originally floated clearly in his mind also became blurred.
Only a few words among them became increasingly clear.
"Why is it still like this? Could it be that I sensed something."
Zong Shou was extremely surprised, and he happened to see the beautiful view in the sky and looked towards him.
His eyes were still solemn, lingering between him and the nameless sword for a moment.
Then he smiled silently and bitterly, and said in a condensed voice: "The Seven Swords of the World cannot be formed into a sword formation at this time. How long will it take?" (To be continued)