In the southern border, in the Demon Spirit Valley, countless spiritual lights flashed and thunder roared. This place, located in the sixth of the Nineteen Spiritual Palaces, was almost overwhelmed by the Taoism bombarded from all directions.
The protective formation in the valley is already in full operation.
However, it is still unable to protect this valley intact, and the surrounding peaks are crumbling one by one.
At this time, above here, two Tiangang Taishang Demon-Slaying Sword Formations are in operation, and seventy-two Yuanhai Demon-Slaying Warriors are looking down with cold eyes.
On the ground, there are tens of thousands of spiritual masters.
Yin Yu led an elite army of 800,000 people to surprise Jiuchi Palace, among which 30,000 spiritual masters accompanied the army.
Except for the Dao soldiers belonging to the Dao Demon family, most of the other spiritual masters were captured.
At this moment, either willingly or unwillingly, they are using their spiritual magic to bombard the valley in the distance.
He did not hesitate to consume spiritual stones and elixirs, gathered spiritual energy crazily, and then vented it out.
Some of them were intimidated by Zong Shou's aura of a holy king and took the initiative to serve under Zong Shou. Others had a knife held to their necks. Otherwise, they did not dare to slack off at this time.
Including the spiritual masters that Daqian has, it is a total of 40,000!
More than 40,000 spiritual masters worked together, and the vast spiritual energy gathered has already flooded this valley!
Even if the Holy Realm takes action, it cannot resist forcefully.
It had been half a day since the initial action, and the Lingfu guardian array finally couldn't hold on any longer, and some cracks appeared.
Zong Shou stood on the top of the mountain, thinking of the Shangxiao Xuanling Sect back then. The mountain-protecting formation of the Third Lingfu was undoubtedly stronger than the Demon Spirit Sect.
However, under the pressure of three thousand blood cloud riders, he was forced to break it.
But at this time, the Demon Spirit Sect, after being bombarded by forty thousand spiritual masters, was still able to survive for half a day.
Sure enough, as the spiritual tide grew stronger, these large formations also strengthened.
"Looks like I can't hold it anymore!"
Hu Zhongyuan chuckled, took the Hu Ba knife in his hand, and then licked the dark brown blood lines on the knife with his tongue, his eyes excited and cruel.
As long as the protective formation is completely broken, the hundreds of thousands of cavalry on the periphery can rush in, kill all the creatures, and enjoy the pleasure of killing.
Maybe he was too excited, but behind Hu Zhongyuan, a pure black iron tiger even appeared, with equally fierce eyes.
"How disgusting!"
Chuxue held the Blood Moon Knife in her arms and turned her head away. She thought that although this uncle was an annoying playboy in the past, he was not like what he is today. People simply didn't know what to say.
Zong Shou was speechless. Where did Hu Zhongyuan learn this bad habit? Is it cool to lick the knife with his tongue?
"It's very dirty, be careful of getting sick——"
This guy's knife has been stained with an unknown amount of human blood in the past few days, and there are also an unknown number of 'bacteria and viruses' discovered by future generations on it.
But as a monk, I'm not afraid.
Hu Zhongyuan was slightly embarrassed, and quickly wiped the saliva on the knife with his sleeve, and looked in the direction of the valley seriously.
Zong Shouze sneered and looked at the sky. Those thoughts were still weighing on him.
But so what? I can only watch, watching him wipe out the Demon Spirit Sect!
The blood-red light film in the distance suddenly flickered for a while. Zong Shou's pupils suddenly opened.
However, before he could give any orders, the two Demon-Slaying Sword Formations on the Yuanhai Tiangang Platform were activated. The two Jue-Slaying Sword Qi slashed down, immediately tearing open a huge gap in the guardian spirit formation.
The Ten Thousand Zhang Sword Qi burst into it and swept across it instantly, creating a huge sword mark in the valley.
And the foundation of the guardian spirit formation also began to collapse.
Forty thousand spiritual masters also followed suit. Countless spiritual spells were fired at once, wiping out all the last remnants!
"You can go and fight in after two quarters of an hour!"
Zong Shou stood in the void, his tone cold and indifferent, without any emotion.
"Everyone will be killed without mercy!"
"Take your orders!"
That Hu Zhongyuan laughed loudly and ran to the front of the cavalry formation first.
Waiting quietly, while the tens of thousands of spiritual masters are still bombarding continuously.
Deep in the valley, screams and wailing sounds could also be heard from time to time.
"Zong Shou, I'm going to fight you!"
"Abominable abominable 1"
"I don't want to die! I've never killed anyone, let me go -"
Some black escaping lights soared into the sky, trying to rush out of the valley. However, as soon as they appeared, they were blown to pieces by tens of millions of spiritual arts.
And even if there is a rain that slips through the net, the two Tiangang Demon-Slaying Sword Formations in the sky can be killed with just one sword.
Even the underground is blocked by a large area of fossil art, making all earth escape methods almost completely ineffective.
Just at the third moment, all the spiritual arts stopped in unison.
Then the one hundred thousand iron cavalry, like a stream of iron, rushed towards the valley amid the roar. And the one at the front of the cavalry formation was none other than the twenty thousand Cang Sheng Xuanlong of Cang Sheng Dao!
Zong Shou flicked his sleeves again, and a ball of golden and silver brilliance rushed away.
The Holy Fire Silver Ant was born out of the hostility of heaven and earth, but in recent times, there has been no killing.
If you want to prevent these violent creatures from rebelling, you cannot suppress their nature too much. At this moment, it is time for these silver ants to enjoy themselves.
Chuxue also held the Blood Moon Knife, dodged and reached the mouth of the valley.
This is to hold down the formation in Huzhongyuan to prevent any strong men from the Holy Realm from within the Demon Spirit Sect from counterattacking.
Zong Shouze was outside, watching at leisure. Those thoughts of reaching the realm were even more powerful.
It even made his bones creak under the pressure.
Zong Shou didn't care at all, but instead used his strength to temper his body.
Do these people really want to crush Zong Shou to pieces?
That’s exactly what it’s like! I hate it to the core of my bones, but I can’t do anything about it.
"Junior brother, I know you are not afraid, but you have to take it easy—"
There was a sigh from behind, and a young man in white robes walked up from the void: "You are so provocative, how can those saints lose their face?"
"Senior Brother Mingyu!"
Zong Shou turned around and smiled without warmth: "Did Senior Uncle Xiuguan or Senior Brother Wei Xu ask you to say this?"
"No!"
Mingyu was frightened and shook her head: "Uncle said that you can do whatever you want, and Brother Wei Xu also said that it's okay. It's just——"
During the battle of Yueshenyuan, he saw with his own eyes the three gods of the Confucian sect dissipating and retreating.
The God of the Confucian sect originally had the concentrated thoughts of the three Confucian sects. Therefore, his instinctive consciousness would not be an enemy of the Holy Emperor.
This is also the reason why the two demonic sects did not even try to save the defeat after the 60,000 Purple Linyan Lancers were destroyed.
Zhu Zi's single strength could no longer resist the seven swords that suppressed the common people.
The advantage of the most powerful ones was wiped out. Before Zhu Xi could not deal with the resistance of the three Confucian gods and the Taishi Demon King recovered from his injuries, the three Taoist, Confucian and Demonic families were temporarily at a disadvantage.
It was only then that Zong Shou sent his troops to attack the Demon Spirit Sect, but the supreme leaders of the three religions swallowed their anger and never intervened.
"It's just that, junior brother, it's too much for you to act like this -"
Not only did it go too far, it simply made it impossible for those people to get off the stage, and they kept slapping the Supreme Yuan Demon in the face.
He himself was not afraid, but he was worried about Zong Shou's safety. He really wanted to completely anger those holy lords, regardless of the consequences.
So even with the power of showmanship, it may not be able to protect Zong Shou from danger.
Seeing Mingyu's worry, Zong Shou felt warm in his heart and his face softened a bit.
But he sighed secretly in his heart. It's no wonder that the candidate Xizi chose to be the head coach that year was Wei Xu, who was the last to get started, instead of the older senior brothers.
"Senior Brother Lao is worried! But Senior Brother Mingyu, the justice of the world now lies in my hands! Not the Confucian sect——"
Mingyu raised the corners of his eyes, somewhat puzzled by what he meant.
"The magic method often sacrifices the blood of living people, and the disciples are often violent and like to kill people. Bloody crimes are everywhere! People in the world have been suffering from the devil for a long time, but because of the frequent wars in the Cloud Realm, they have no choice.
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Speaking of this, Mingyu was already thoughtful and had some enlightenment.
Confucianism and Taoism dared to join forces with the Demon Sect because Confucianism determined the Spring and Autumn Period and controlled the world's public opinion.
As long as the goal can be achieved, some minor flaws can be erased from history. Who can know about it for future generations? After the general trend is determined, who dares to criticize?
Even if someone writes it down, it can be said to be a slander against Confucianism and Taoism.
But now, the person who is in charge of the great justice of the world is Zong Shou, who is the living saint king!
"I issued an edict to eliminate the evil spirits! This is to eliminate this cancer for the sake of all the people in the world."
Zong Shou looked at the sky coldly: "If they really dare to risk the disapproval of the world, they will not be able to achieve anything they want! They will definitely destroy Confucianism and Taoism!"
After saying the last sentence, a ball of blood mist suddenly burst out from Zong Shou's right hand.
It was those thoughts that reached the realm that simultaneously increased the pressure that came over me to the extreme.
Zong Shou finally couldn't resist, and a bloodstain opened on his right hand.
Zong Shou was neither surprised nor angry at this moment, but instead laughed loudly and arrogantly.
Other than that, what else can you do?
"Shuzi! Sooner or later, I will use your soul and body as a candle to illuminate this world!"
The cold voice of the Supreme Yuan Demon Li Bie Xue came from afar.
Zong Shou was too lazy to pay attention, and the same warm spiritual current passed through his body, causing the injuries in his body to recover instantly.
This was Lin Xuanshuang's action, using the Origin Soul Breath Art to repair his body.
At this time, the killing sounds in the Devil's Valley ahead had gradually stopped.
Zong Shou dodged and reached the valley. He saw Hu Zhongyuan standing among corpses pooled in blood, looking up to the sky, grinning.
"Your Majesty, I have killed them all, leaving no one behind!"
Zong Shou nodded slightly, his spiritual thoughts had swept across the entire valley, and it was true that no living beings existed anymore.
Then he dodged again and arrived in front of a strange demon temple that had completely collapsed under the bombardment of spiritual magic.
Everything here was shattered, but only one of the statues inside was still intact.
"The World-Destroying God?"
The teachings of the Demon Sect's World-Destroying God is that the world will eventually be destroyed. Only by worshiping the World-Destroying God and after the end of the world can we be reborn in the new world under the blessing of the God.
Zong Shou glanced at it, and then a sword light flashed out, and the Zhu Jue sword was fired. The blood-red sword light struck the statue. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to register as a member of Piao Tian Literature.
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