"I originally wanted to say that fellow Taoist Qingxuan, you are wishful thinking. After thinking about it carefully, I thought it would be better to leave some words. It is not impossible to make peace, but I would like to ask fellow Taoist to give me a reason - since I have the opportunity today, I will stay here.
Three or five of you. Then why should I, Xiuguan, let it go?"
The atmosphere in the entire thirty-first heaven realm was extremely oppressive.
Everyone was silent, not making a sound, and their faces were extremely ugly.
Until two muffled sounds sounded in succession, breaking the calm. But Kun Ming finally could not withstand the crushing power of heaven and earth, and fell suddenly from the thirty-first level of the sky.
Following closely behind him was Dong Zhongshu, who also could no longer hold on any longer. He was once again crushed by the crushing force and fell to the twenty-eighth level of heaven again.
"Leave me and the other three or five people behind. When did Brother Xiuguan learn to talk so shamelessly?"
Qingxuan finally spoke, with a calm expression: "It remains to be seen whether your nephew can truly control the God Refining Sword. Even if he truly becomes the Master of the God Refining Sword, if we fight to the death, we will both lose -
"
Before he finished speaking, a chuckle came from not far away. The sound was like a silver bell, but it was full of cold mockery: "Fight to the death? Both sides will suffer? That will only be known after the battle. If I can keep you,
Taoist Qingxuan, even if my world is completely destroyed today, I am still willing to do so."
Qingxuan's eyes narrowed and he glanced sideways, only to see that it was Lin Yuanjing, the San of Yuanjing.
With the new formation hub, this woman also walked out of the illusory golden tower. At this moment, her eyes were full of murderous intent, and she looked over coldly,
Not only was he speechless, but he also felt the hatred of Xizi being ambushed and killed in the past, and the hatred of two recent attacks on Cang Sheng Qiong Realm.
It would not be an exaggeration to say that people all over the world now hate him to the core.
If there was a chance to decapitate him and kill him and seal him, more than half of the people in the world would be willing to pay any price.
If he fights to the death, he is afraid that he, the leader of the sect, will die first.
Seeing that Daojun Qingxuan was speechless, Yuan Jing sneered disdainfully, and then looked at the others.
"Didn't you say that we are going to revise the history books of the Yun Realm? After today, there will be no more common people, no more Xizi, no more beautiful views? Why don't you say anything?"
When he said this sentence, no one responded. But Yuan Jingwu couldn't help but sneered, and felt an unprecedented sense of relief in her chest.
Previously, they had been oppressed by the combined forces of these people, almost to the point of annihilation of the clan, and the pent-up hatred in their hearts had reached its extreme.
She is not a broad-minded, lady-like woman. She is petty and will retaliate. Even after entering the realm, her temperament has not changed much.
If I have the opportunity at this moment, I will naturally vent my anger violently. What's more, a small number of the people in front of me are the great enemies of the common people!
"There is a certain person, didn't he say that today he is going to break up my senior brother's soul and seal him? Why is he silent?"
The Taishi Demon Lord's face turned purple, but he could not utter any sarcastic words. He snorted in the end: "Sharp teeth and sharp mouth!"
At this time, a full sixty breaths of time had passed, but there were no other changes on the eighteen-story Purple Gold Pagoda.
Xing Xie and Kun Ming's minds suddenly relaxed. If that 'Tan Qiu' could only go so far today, then at most he would have suffered some injuries and still be able to escape unharmed.
The cultivation level of layman Yuanjiang was only lower than that of Taishi. At this moment, his eyes lit up, and he shook his head with a sneer on his lips: "You common people, your expectations are too high. He can't pick up this sword yet.
Or in tens or even hundreds of years, it may be possible for you disciples to master this refining skill."
Zhu Zi also watched intently, twirling his beard with his hand, and fell into deep thought: "It seems that the sword needs the aura of the king to cleanse it -"
Qingxuan's expression returned to calm again, and he smiled but said nothing.
It can also be seen that the sword not only requires royal energy, but also has a huge number.
In the cloud world, apart from the Great Shang Emperor, the only ones who can meet the requirements at this time are probably the two who have each opened up dozens of worlds in the outer domain——
But somehow, a beat suddenly skipped in his chest. Qingxuan's brows furrowed deeply again, feeling that he had missed something.
Looking in front of him again, the beautiful man stood with his hands behind his back, his murderous intent still concentrated. But his energy was even more terrifying. It was clear that he had been gathering strength for a long time, and was only waiting for it to explode.
The Yuan Jing Sanren also fell silent at this time. Silver needles floated out from his sleeves, flying around.
The whole person seems to be a taut bowstring, also preparing to go.
The other two, Long Ying and Lin Xuanshuang, were in a similar situation at this time.
It seems that he is just waiting for the opportunity to take action with all his strength.
Qingxuan's heart was palpitating, and he felt even more confused. He didn't know where the confidence of these people came from.
Just when all the eyes and thoughts in the sky were gathered together, Zong Shou was looking at the sword in his hand and fell into hesitation.
Zhu Zi could sense that this soul-refining sword needed to be refined with royal energy before it could break through the final seal. As the half-master of this sword, he could naturally sense it.
——If you really want to do this, Tan Qiu's identity will be completely exposed.
And his Zong Shou has been inseparable from the Tao of the People ever since.
The nameless sword spirit that had returned to the Divine Sword was now urging him again.
Zong Shou thought carefully for a moment, and then sighed slightly in his heart.
Now that things have happened, there is actually no need to hide this identity, and I don't want to see the elders disappointed at this time.
More importantly, Zong Shou would never let go of this opportunity to defeat several powerful enemies.
If he missed this day, he and the people would not know what kind of price he had to pay to cut off those people's seals.
Even in the realm of immortality, one enemy can make it difficult for people to sleep and eat well. How much more if there are nine enemies?
Without any further hesitation, Zong Shou's spiritual thoughts directly crossed hundreds of millions of miles of void and contacted the Abi Throne. They spread even more crazily and spread towards the direction of the heavenly world. Attracting thousands of royal auras,
Gather here.
And the second soul has even forced the majestic 'King Qi' into the sword body.
Suddenly the golden pagoda shook majestically, and Zong Shou's hand holding the sword tightened slightly.
"Zong Shou today, as the king of Daqian, promises that he will use this sword to protect the people of the Yun Realm from being enslaved by foreigners, and will no longer suffer from the military disasters of the ancient Yunhuang period -"
Before the oath was completed, there were bunches of golden and purple rainbows in the sky, crossing the sky. From all directions, they converged on Zong Shou and penetrated into the Divine Refining Sword.
The golden pagoda body also began to rise from the ground again.
After refining the spirit with his palm, Zong Shou immediately felt the change. His control over the entire Cangsheng Sword Formation seemed to have become more flexible.
The power of heaven and earth attracted has not increased much, but it is more controllable. If we say before, we could only manage to guide and control 50% of it. But now, it has surged to about 70%, and it is still growing.
Not thinking about anything else, Zong Shou without any hesitation devoted most of his energy to once again trying to improve the structure of the Common Sword Formation through divine refining, sorting out and coordinating the Qi of the seven sword masters, as well as the abundant spiritual energy.
Then I felt the sword in my hand roar again, shining brightly, vibrating and echoing with the other six swords at the same time.
"Is this? Has it been advanced?"
Zong Shou was stunned for a while, and after a full breath, it was confirmed that the Divine Refining Sword in his hand was rising to the level of a divine treasure.
Not only the one in his hand, but also the other six swords of the common people are like this!
It's just that this refining sword is obviously much easier than the other six swords. There is almost no obstacle, and it is easy to cross this threshold.
The most direct change is that the thoughts of heaven and earth condensed in the sky are expanding crazily.
Zong Shou immediately took a deep breath, confirming for the first time that the divine refining sword in his hand really had the potential to advance to a divine weapon. Instead of just relying on the power of the spiritual formation like it is today,
He is also determined in his heart, knowing that in today's battle, the Tao of the People and he are already sure of victory!
The coldness gradually returned to his heart, Zong kept his gaze and began to look at the clouds and sky.
When this sword formation is completed, the three saints of the Dao Sect must be killed first!
But at this moment, under the dome, there was once again an uproar.
"Zong Shou, is he Zong Shou, the king of Daqian?"
"Isn't it the Sword Emperor Tanqiu?"
"Could it be that the Blood Sword Demon Lord and the Sword Emperor Tan Qiu are actually the same person?"
"Absurd! That overlord of the southeastern part of the Cloud Realm, the first prince of the Fenkong Lu clan, the Daqian Immortal Lord who has conquered dozens of worlds in the outer realm, is actually my disciple of the Cangshengdao?"
"I was born with a strange vision and responded to my oath. Most likely, I will not leave. This kind of thing cannot be faked -"
"If it is really this person, then it will be a blessing to me. This king, a few years ago, was rampant in the cloud world and was invincible in the world!"
"Haha! I, the second-generation core disciple of the Dao of Common People, can be the King of Heaven and the Overlord of the Southeast. I swear to draw signs from the sky. This is clearly Heaven, and it also recognizes my way of equality among all people!"
The noisy sound was like thunder, but the few people above the 30th level of heaven were once again as silent as death.
Everyone stopped talking, just looked at each other and communicated with their eyes.
Zhu Zi's face was particularly ugly, with all the blood faded, and his eyes were unclear and filled with anger.
How could it be him, Zong Shou, the king of Daqian? This foolish king, his perverse actions in the country are not counted. How dare he be so bold, brave the disapproval of the world, and join the common people? Are he not afraid of the rebellion of the Confucian scholars and become the public enemy of everyone in the world?
He wanted to speak, but he kept silent.
If a few people here can work together with all their strength and fight to the death, there is still a chance for this battle.
But looking at the eyes of the people around him at this moment, it was clear that they didn't even have the slightest intention to fight.
The next moment, I heard Qingxuan suddenly say: "Fellow Taoists, we have only come for a long time, you can retreat!"
After saying these words, Qingxuan's figure had already left the place and submerged into the crack in the void.
He is extremely decisive and never sloppy.
The rest of the people were not slow in their movements and understood. If they didn't leave now, could they really wait until the seven swords were truly combined and all were promoted?
Zhu Zi sighed quietly and followed closely. To be continued.