Wrapped in the power of life, flesh and blood were regenerated, and the soul was repaired. In just a moment, Yuan Wushang's body emerged from nothing, and he was standing a hundred feet away.
He was unscathed, but his energy was slightly weakened. After all, he had experienced the destruction of his physical body and the near-annihilation of his soul. Even if he recovered at this time, he would still be somewhat damaged.
At this time, Yuan Wushang burst into laughter: "Zong Shou, I, Yuan Wushang, really saw the right person! Is this a magic spell or a divine treasure? It's so amazing! Even if it's a thirteenth-level supreme magical power or a top-grade divine weapon,
It’s nothing more than that——”
At that moment, he almost thought that Zong Shou wanted to sit back and watch him die in the hands of Chi Hongyi.
He tried several times to end the Silent Soul Technique and escape first. However, he persisted until the end, until he could no longer resist and was crushed by Chi Hongyi's finger.
I have always believed that Zong Shou would not give up his companions easily, and he must have some means to save him from the desperate situation.
The final result is indeed the case!
He was in a happy mood, not because he was resurrected from the dead, but because he had a brother and best friend who cared about him.
And Zong Shou has such a trump card in his hand, so why worry about winning this battle?
The expressions of those people in red clothes were extremely ugly! Is there such a magic in this world?
If it’s an artifact, it must be a first-rate divine treasure! If it’s an elixir, it must be the top elixir!
They can't be beaten to death, they can't be killed, and they only have the strength of the Holy Realm, so what's the use at this time?
The thoughts of those 'free gods and demons' were already shaking slightly, and they had the intention to retreat for the first time.
In this battle, they suffered the least damage. The best thing to do is to retreat in time when the situation is over!
And Han Qing's mood fell from the clouds into the abyss.
Suddenly I understood why all the sects and sects were extremely afraid when they learned that Lin Xuanshuang had entered the realm.
Even though Xiuguan had left the Yun Realm at this time, the saints of the three religions of Taoism, Confucianism, and Demon still did not dare to act rashly.
"Don't be too happy too early. This is a life-or-death epiphyllum. It takes three years to save up once you use it. The total I have here is only three times—"
Zong Shou still answered in a calm tone, but Chi Hongyi's eyes once again burst into light.
Although I don’t know why Zong Shou exposed his shortcomings, but after thinking about it carefully, this is only reasonable.
It can make people who are close to the divine realm, whose soul, soul and body are on the verge of destruction, recover as before in the blink of an eye.
It can be used infinitely, infinitely. There may be such a magical weapon, but it will never be in Zong Shou's hands.
If it is a magic technique, then even Lin Xuanshuang's Origin Spiritual Breath Technique will be extremely difficult to achieve!
If you can't kill him completely once, then do it a second time, a third time! If you don't believe in Zong Shou, you can resurrect Yuan Wushang a third time, a fourth time without any limit.
The hurricane rolled up crazily again, and Chi Hongyi dodged again and moved to Yuan Wushang's side again, about to take action again.
The bloody sword light struck again. This time, the sword contained spiral power.
Less than half of the surrounding hurricane eye was taken away by Su Chuxue, which in turn controlled it.
And the sword shadow naturally penetrated through these flaws, broke through the wind wall, and cut straight to his throat!
Chi Hongyi snorted coldly, flicked his sleeves, and slapped the blood moon knife. The sleeves shattered and turned into countless fragments flying. Chuxue also coughed up blood again, and was forcibly slapped away by tens of thousands of people by the overwhelming force.
Zhang, crashed into the mud and dust,
The injury suffered this time was much lighter than the previous time. After adapting to the magical power of the red-red clothes, and using the blood-moon knife to borrow the force, the reaction spiral finally gained some resistance.
In just this moment, Yuan Wushang once again gathered layers of prisoners in front of him. He even used two middle-grade immortal treasures to protect him tightly.
"Hey! It's all in vain. You are only at the peak of the fairyland. I can't hold you even for half a breath——"
He penetrated with one finger again and broke all the talismans.
Chi Hongyi suddenly felt alert, her chest was throbbing with pain. She suddenly turned around and looked in Zong Shou's direction again.
What a strong sense of death?
Yes, since it is called the epiphyllum of life and death, then there is life and there is death——
Why does the feeling at this time feel so ominous? So dangerous?
Zong Shou was waiting quietly for the last petal of the Epiphyllum of Life and Death to wither completely.
It was the third breath of the epiphyllum that bloomed, and all the power of death contained in it was released, causing the death energy all over his body to accumulate to the extreme.
Zong Shou's three thousand strands of hair turned pale in an instant. The muscles in his arms withered, and all the blood on his face faded away. The natural charm of the demon fox clan was still there, but it was mixed with the aura of death, showing a...
He has an enchanting beauty and an even more sinister and unique temperament.
His brows were raised slantingly, and the Divine Refining Sword in Zong Shou's hand shook slightly. When the sound of the sword resounded in all directions, a huge vagina opened behind him. Countless cold air flowed smoothly and
Pass.
Nine Netherworld River, tell you to die!
This is the death sword of Styx!
The figure moves through the void, like a ghost or a phantom.
As the great river of dark power moves forward, all the places it passes turn into gray and white, covered by the dark power. All life and non-existent matter are dying and coming to an end.
And the Divine Refining Sword, which had been dyed pale by the power of death, was pointed at the two Night Demon Lords in front who had not yet recovered from the previous sword attack.
At this moment, the red-haired man was extremely frightened!
"Supreme Sword Technique? How is it possible?"
The thirteenth level of supreme swordsmanship, not to mention the cloud world, even in this world, will never exceed the number of five fingers!
It is said that they were all passed down from the previous domain. And most of them have disappeared within millions of years, and the inheritance has been cut off!
How could such a supreme magical sword art appear out of thin air in this world!
In this world, all the spiritual methods, all the magical powers, all the martial arts, all the sword techniques and sword techniques.
As long as you cross the injury-free level, you can directly ignore the rank! Ignore the cultivation realm and the level of strength!
Even an ordinary person with no cultivation can, as long as he can understand it, hurt even the supreme saint!
The only difference is the size and severity of the injuries.
He no longer had the intention to pay attention to Yuan Wushang in front of him, and Chi Hongyi was fully aware of it.
After a moment, he let out a sigh of relief. Not supreme, but still a twelfth-level annihilator——
It has not transcended the laws of this realm, but it is infinitely close to the supreme level.
However, the two people over there may still be unable to resist!
There are countless doubts in my heart. Who created this swordsmanship that is so magical?
Especially the transformation between life and death, it is even more superb. Like a dragon's finishing touch, a swordsmanship that was originally not top-notch and used the power of death and death for its own use has surpassed several levels in a row!
As for Han Fang, his face was even more dull. His whole body was trembling with fear.
If this sword was aimed at him, could his heaven-defying magic be reversed?
when!
A sound of gold and iron clashed, interrupting everyone's thoughts.
Zong Shou's Divine Refining Sword hit a giant shield. However, there was no sound of energy, nor was there any impact of force. The huge purple shield was instantly covered with a pale color.
Then, under the incredulous gazes of everyone, the entire shield turned into ashes and dispersed.
The Divine Sword continued to pass through without any hindrance. With one stroke of the sword, the path of the sword was extremely simple. However, it gave people the impression that it was like a torrent sweeping away, a river of death!
The Lord Night Demon, who was holding a shield to resist, also had no suspense. His body instantly turned into sand, collapsed silently, and fell into dust all over the ground.
Zong Shou's figure passed by strangely. The Divine Sword continued to move forward, pointing at the second person.
The simple sword movement makes people feel that it is inevitable to avoid and escape.
The last Lord Night Demon let out a desperate roar.
He raised his two swords, and all the life essence was burning. He moved forward in an instant, and struck out thousands of sword lights. He weaved countless dangerous lights and shadows, sealing off the entire area of 100 feet.
And immediately after, there was another soft sound of "dang". Two bloody swords flashed, decaying into killing in one breath.
And the pale sword light pierced directly through his chest and abdomen.
It may be that the power of death finally ran out and began to wither. This person did not immediately turn into sand and dust, but slowly aged and died. All flesh and blood lost their vitality bit by bit.
The whole process lasted for three breaths, but it gave people an even more terrifying feeling.
In less than a hundred breaths, the three holy-level sages of the Night Demon Tribe were all killed by Zong Shou's sword.
Although it was due to the superposition of various reasons, the scene in front of them also caused the hearts of the remaining five people to shrink involuntarily.
If the fight continues, I am afraid that none of the five of them will be able to leave alive.
Chi Hongyi gave up and killed Yuan Wushang Zhi again!
Three epiphyllums of life and death! In other words, there are two more swords of death that are infinitely close to the supreme level just like before!
Suddenly, Chi Hongyi understood. The reason why Zong Shou exposed his shortcomings was not really to remind them, but just to shock them!
But even though he knew this, he had no other choice at this time!
"Retreat quickly!"
With an angry roar, Chi Hongyi decisively pulled away and flew away. He used his magic power to capture Han Qing, and then hurriedly fled away.
As for those free gods and demons, he didn't need to remind them at all. They were already running away immediately.
Shen Yuexuan smiled again, and a giant golden net was projected out from his sleeves, covering tens of thousands of feet when opened.
Fortunately, several real force collisions here hollowed out the mountain. There is enough space for these golden nets to extend.
However, the net was not a real thread. It was something similar to innate energy. It was very fast and came first, covering the five people from a distance.
Chi Hongyi frowned again and glanced behind him in surprise. Not only because of this golden net, but also because Zong Shou's sword had locked him.
A trace of the power of cause and effect, which has not yet been exposed, but cannot be ignored, lingers on the sword.
Chi Hongyi gritted his teeth one last time, and the dark brown color in the sky exploded.
He raised his head slightly and then shook his head: (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to become a registered member of Piaotian Literature to recommend this work. Your support is my biggest motivation.)