As soon as the mind was slightly stunned, Zong Shou realized that he was only where he was, and he had completely changed the place.
If you look closely, you can see where you are living, but there are large golden wheat everywhere in the endless field, but there is a large river. It should already be a long distance from the Gantian Mountain City. The outline of the city here is no longer visible.
The empty beside him, Brother Wei was disappeared at all, and he couldn't feel the slightest atmosphere. I wonder where this one was at this moment.
"Do you move thousands of miles? The holy realm is really a good means!"
Zong Shou shrank, and then shook his head with a bitter smile. He secretly sighed, and did not know when he would have to reach this realm?
But where is here?
The Yuan Yijian in the mix of God, slightly induced. I only feel that the seventh king of the king, which is only gathered, actually reduces 30 % of the huge enough, and appears to be sluggish.
"In this case, it should still be in the sky, about two hundred miles away from Qiantiancheng!"
Looking at the starry stars again, Zong Shou only passed half of the interest, and it was a moment of stun: "This place, isn't this place that I feel the heavenly Wuzong, the land lurking?
It was almost instantaneous, Zong Shou had already understood it. It is estimated that he was used as a fishing bait by the Cangtian Daozun as a fishing.
I couldn't help but rub the forehead with a headache. This is really helpless to know at this moment. Even if I want to return to Qian Tianshan City, it is impossible. night view.
Although it was the enemy on the side, his expression was extremely relaxed. Then, after a moment of time, he felt a strong idea and suddenly explored it.
The man obviously did not expect that Zong Shou would appear here, some suspicion. Then he had been on the side, and carefully observed for a while. Then he didn't hide it, almost silent, and appeared on the river bank. But a hundred steps.
Listening to the sound should be around 30, all over the body, but it is shrouded in the dark mist, and the appearance cannot be seen. Just show a pair of eyes, look coldly, with the meaning of inquiry: "Are you the master of the Gan Tiancheng Zong Shou? Why did you Here? "
Zong Shou's heart suddenly tangled, this is really hard to answer. Some of them are pitiful for the people in front of you.
"I want to say that I was thrown over at hand, strolling here, and as a bait to hang someone out, I don't know if you believe it?"
Seeing the black fog people sneered, there was a sarcasm in his eyes. Zong Shou knew each other, and he must have been doubtful. He was unwilling to talk nonsense with this person, but Wei Xu did not know how to show up at this moment. . No, I can only find a way to say more to delay time.
Could it be himself, was sold by this Life Taoism? By borrowing someone's knife, he destroyed himself? He said that he was just a head, not really getting started.
Immediately after the rotation, the means of the sanctuary is the means of solving yourself.
With a little sigh, Zong Shou could only press the Jiulin sword and turned to the channel: "Here here, naturally it is to kill people! Who are you, why should you look at me?"
The dragon gas in Yuan Yijian immediately erected, and it was inferior to this natural Wu Zong. It was generated. It seemed to be hazy, and it seemed to be able to accommodate the sword of the mountains and rivers, and it also gathered in Zong Shouwei.
The land a hundred meters around was suddenly dented.
And the figure in the black mist suddenly had a sharp light in his eyes, and the mist surrounding his body suddenly boiled.
"The Secret Martial Arts of the King! The Sword Intent of Mountains and Rivers! It's so good. You deserve to be the son of Zong Weiran! No wonder you dare to come here alone. Hey, the rumors in Gantianshan City are indeed deceptive. I knew that in one fell swoop, I would conquer all the people in Tianshan Mountain." How can the people who wiped out all the Fang forces be real trash? I think my two junior brothers and Mr. Mi also died in your hands?"
"Exactly!"
The corners of Zong Shou's lips suddenly raised, and he continued to think of ways to delay time: "So, you are a member of the Demon Mountain Sect, right? I heard that about twenty years ago, the Guizong was jointly annihilated by the seven major sects of the Central Cloud Continent. To this day, the Tailing Sect is still looking for traces of your noble sect and making inquiries everywhere. Speaking of boldness, you are the one who dares to run out not long after his resurrection."
The figure's eyes flashed fiercely again, and he was determined to take action, but he still hesitated.
Looking around, confused thoughts swept back and forth like a tide. Until it was confirmed that within a hundred miles, even the ninth-level Lingwu Lord and the True Form Realm expert could not escape his detection. This was the next step. A sneer: "So what? Do you think you can still escape from here?"
He only took one step forward. A strong and uncontrollable aura, with a bit of uncertainty, suddenly surged up.
Although Zong Shou wanted to take in the mountains and rivers, this man could gallop freely within the mountains and rivers.
He actually suppressed the power gathered by Zong Shou, peeled it off bit by bit, and even used it for his own use.
And when he took the second step forward, even the trace of "kingly energy" in Zong Shouyuan's sword was suppressed and shrank into a ball.
The figure in the black mist has been watching Zong Shou carefully. When he saw that there was no fear or panic in his eyes, he was thoughtful and could not help but feel a little disappointed and a little confused. Is there really an expert around? But he still kept his voice. Shen Ning was filled with ridicule: "What a pity! You are so young and have extraordinary abilities and unparalleled talents, but unfortunately you are too arrogant. I really thought that if you mastered the sword intention of a small amount of mountains and rivers and had the power of a country, you would be able to compete with the heavens. Resistance? I really don’t know how high the sky is after one by one.”
Zong Shou suddenly woke up from his deep thoughts and said suddenly: "This should be the sword intention of Xun, but it is slightly different. No! It should be called the sword intention of Mo Kui. Is it possible that your Excellency has also cut off his descendants?"
The face of the figure in the black mist suddenly distorted, but his state of mind did not waver. He continued to pace forward slowly, as if strolling in a leisurely garden, and gradually approached.
He snorted coldly: "Just use your words. Originally, I was waiting for Master to arrest the father and daughter in Xuanshan City and get the news before I take action against you. But since you ran out on your own, it saves our sect." "One skill"
Before he finished speaking, Zong Shou's eyes immediately tightened, and his mind became slightly dazed. He thought that the Demon Mountain Sect would take revenge on him, and also thought that the Demon Sect would use any means necessary.
But I never thought that the other party would not come after me, but Yi Ren and Xuanyuan Tong, who seemed to be their strongest point.
I remember that two days ago, Weoshui reported to him that Xuanyuan Tong had been promoted to the realm of Heavenly Wuzong. With the help of a city, he should be fine for the time being.
But in his chest, there was still a burst of rage and hostility. In his previous life, Zong Shou spent his whole life walking alone. Therefore, he acted as he pleased without any scruples. He never put his life or death at risk. .
Only then did he realize that the biggest difference between him and before was that during this incident, he already had someone he cared about.
As soon as he thought this, Zong Shou's consciousness was filled with murderous intent. The long black hair on the back of his head floated up, and he forcibly broke away from the crown. The ends were gradually turning gray.
A little bit of the underworld's death energy began to gather. If Wei Xu didn't take action, in today's battle, only the last few moves of the underworld's death sword and the method of self-mutilation could compete with this powerful man in heaven.
burden!
The figure in the black mist was overjoyed, and without moving his expression, he walked a few feet away from Zong Shou. As expected, Zong Shou was shaken by his own words.
Here today, what if there is a mystery or an ambush? It is only a few feet away, and you can capture this child without even blinking. The Demon Kui's Sword can reach you very quickly, and even Lingwu Lord Level 1 cannot react!
An invisible black sword shadow came out of the black mist almost silently. It was also extremely swift, and it just appeared in front of Zong Shou.
But before it could pierce Zong Shou's body, a muffled sound of "wave" was heard. The figure in the black fog felt that the sword in his hand had pierced a steel wall.
If that's the case, there's no need to care. He doesn't care about the self-defense magic, it's expected. He is confident enough to break through anything with one sword!
Then the next moment, he felt a powerful force that was no less powerful than him, coming back. The sharp black sword immediately bent. Then the whole person was forcefully pushed away without any resistance.
Looking in front of me again, I saw that Zong Shou's expression was still as cold as before, and behind him stood a young man in Confucian robes, smiling gently and elegantly: "Finally, we waited, it's not easy."
He looked at Zong Shou again, and said with the intention of giving a reward: "The performance was well done! As for what happened today, I have the most justice. Since this guy took action, even if the old devils of the Demon Sect come forward,
You can’t protect the Demon Mountain Sect. However, it’s better to use less of your sword technique that uses the energy of death.”
With just a tap on Zong Shou's shoulder, the aura of death was instantly dissipated. Zong Shou's eyes also regained clarity.
The figure in the black mist staggered, retreating a hundred steps away, and then paused. First he was at a loss. Then he felt the cold eyes of the young man in Confucian uniform.
"How brave you are to dare to attack me, the direct descendant of the common people!"
At this sound, the entire night suddenly turned into day. In the sky, the bright moon had disappeared, and there was a bright sun hanging high in the middle, with its light moxibustion heat.
Just one look at the figure in the black mist made him pale in shock. It was still midnight just now, and it was impossible for it to turn into noon in an instant.
He had only seen this method in some ancient books left over from the Yunhuang era. Usually, people who can possess such magical powers have all entered the gate of immortality, and their realm is quite high!
The person in front of him is actually above the Immortal Dao!
"It's Yi Tianhuandi!"
Almost without thinking, the figure in the black mist fled away, but then he heard a chuckle, and a boundless force suddenly enveloped him. His figure suddenly stopped in place.!