Chapter 539: Colorful Auspicious Clouds (please recommend and vote monthly)
"I know that Your Highness seems to be determined to kill me today. Fortunately, I prepared some more things before coming -"
While speaking, Li Wuhui threw out a purple gold talisman, and then the space around him was filled with the spirits of time and space.
"Immortal talisman? The universe breaks the boundary?"
Zong Shou raised his eyebrows, and then calmed down. Since it is such an immortal-level talisman, it is no wonder that it can still travel through space even under the shroud of the Ten Jue Sky Formation.
I just want to walk in front of him, but it’s not that easy!
At the moment when Li Wuhui's figure was about to disappear, Zong Shou thrust out another sword, and this sword pierced directly into the void.
It's still the Sky Dragon Sword! But it continues to distort time using the black hole method.
Then, next to his ears, there was a muffled groan from Li Wuhui, followed by a sigh.
The black empty-edged sword in his hand also collapsed at the same time and dissipated without a trace.
Zong Shou frowned, then snorted softly and continued to walk towards the top of the mountain.
Just now, we only severely injured Li Wuhui but failed to kill him. Since this person had his own way to escape from the Ten Jue Qingkong Formation, he could only give up temporarily.
This account can wait until later!
The black blade shadow continued to condense. With a stroke in the void, the sword energy suddenly slashed thirty feet away.
When the Blade of Nothingness was shattered again, a corpse with its body and head cut off suddenly appeared at that location.
It's actually another ninth-level martial arts cultivator! Up to this moment, his eyes are still full of disbelief.
Since the beginning of his battle with Li Wuhui, this person has been hiding his figure nearby with the help of the Shangxiao Sect's mountain-protecting formation, waiting for an opportunity.
It's a pity that from beginning to end, he couldn't wait until he showed his flaws.
With cold eyes, he glanced around again, and then he felt that those few faint breaths were quickly receding. In just one breath, they had disappeared without a trace.
Zong Shou could only shake his head slightly. Don't these people know that once he reaches the top of the mountain, a deadly battle will still be inevitable?
At that time, he was still determined to fight to the death——
Hundreds of Yuanshenshen crossbows are still bombarding. However, the spirit pattern talisman at the core is becoming more and more difficult.
Every step Zong Shou takes requires careful thinking for a while before he can figure it out.
However, just ten breaths later, a bloody spear suddenly appeared in the sky.
First, all the talismans within sixty feet in front of General Zong Shou of the tent were forcibly smashed! Then with a "grab" sound, they were nailed to the ground. The handle of the spear seemed to be shaking.
Zong Shou slightly raised his brows and looked behind him, where the blood spear was coming out. He saw it was Zong Yuan, throwing out another spear at this moment, extracting a tenth of the blood mist around his subordinates. Those three
The Baixueyun Iron Cavalry is also rushing towards the top of the mountain.
The leaders of the other tribes were also doing the same action at this moment. However, they were not using spears, but a short halberd with a handle only two feet long. One after another flew towards Zong Shou and struck in front of Zong Shou. The stone path
above.
As for the millions of troops gathered at the foot of the mountain, they have either dispersed into the distance, or they have been slaughtered and become part of the blood mist.
With the corners of his lips twitching, Zong Shou continued to move up. At this time, the road ahead had been completely opened by his Bloody Cloud Rider, which was extremely arrogant and opened up bit by bit, making it extremely clear.
Zong Shou was also extremely relaxed and carefree, walking on the stone steps with his hands behind his back. In just a dozen breaths, he had already reached the top of the mountain.
If you look at it from the bottom of the mountain, the top of the mountain is only four hundred feet in diameter at most, which is far inferior to Qiantian Mountain.
But if you look at it from the top of the mountain, you can see that this place is more than 20,000 feet long and wide. It is not as good as the Heavenly Sky Realm, but it is also extremely rich in spiritual energy, with five-color spiritual light shining everywhere.
At this time, Zong Shou immediately attracted the large rotating formation in mid-air.
More than two thousand people were all standing in a specific position, which was mysterious but coincident with the main road.
However, at this time, all the disciples of Shangxiao Xuanling Sect showed extremely painful expressions in their eyes.
The body is withering, and all the energy, energy, and blood are being drawn out, converging in the center above.
A huge thunder ball is continuing to grow. And below the thunder ball is Han Nishui.
However, although he could see with his eyes at this time, Zong Shou knew that he was still one step away from the Shangxiaoling Mansion.
This time, he did not wait for the blood spear and halberd coming from behind, and flapped the two hundred feet long black wings.
Then all the lightning and all the black flames gathered in Zong Shou's hands and turned into a huge long sword, which he swung forward violently!
Lei Lie Qianhua, kill!
Wherever the black sword shadow passed, everything in sight was being destroyed. A small space seemed to be in pieces! And the core of the mountain-protecting spiritual formation was also disintegrating and no longer existed.
And when Zong Shou actually stepped onto the top of the mountain, a loud thunderous sound suddenly sounded from the entire sky, as if it was thunder. Countless clouds filled with colorful luster gathered together.
At this time, 30,000 feet away, Kong Yao pursed his lips, with a look of unwillingness in his eyes.
——He succeeded after all! The moment he actually reached the top of Shangxiao Mountain, a huge white dragon finally gathered into shape and hovered faintly around Zong Shou.
Colorful clouds gather together and thousands of auspicious lights appear. This is the atmosphere of a true king!
It's not that I don't want to stop it, it's just that at this moment, there is nothing I can do.
He only felt a slight sting from the blood mark in the center of his eyebrows. Kong Yao could only reluctantly put an end to the secret bloodline technique passed down by his family.
The king is majestic and should not be offended lightly. This way of contemplating its origins was okay before Zong Shou was the true king.
But at this time, if you dare to look at it for too long, you will suffer backlash and even suffer divine punishment.
That short breath just now would have shortened the lifespan of others by at least thirty years!
I just thought silently in my heart, he is still the Holy King! Even Zong Shou, in fact, has the blood of millions of people on his hands.
The royal aura is still pure white! It seems that as more people are killed, the aura becomes purer.
It seems that the whole world is cheering and rejoicing for it. I can vaguely feel that the whole world is restless for it.
Almost at the same time, in another void, a figure of a woman in palace clothes suddenly stood up, her face as delicate and smooth as jade porcelain completely changed color.
——Holy King, how can he be a Holy King?
What is the origin of the disciple Wei Xu chose for her sister?
Why can he have the aura of a holy king?
The aura was clearly pure and flawless, she could never mistake it!
The other woman next to her was stunned for a while: "Second sister, I don't know why you are so surprised and so rude?"
The elder sister remained silent, and after a long while, she cast a sidelong glance at the girl next to her.
I thought that if you knew what happened just now, you would be like me. But do you want to tell me?
After pondering for a moment, the woman still spoke: "That Zong Shou just now has become a dragon spirit!"
The girl smiled calmly and was not surprised. All four million elite members of the Thousand Cities Alliance were buried here. All the sects in the east would probably die or be scattered after this battle.
In this world, I'm afraid no one can stop Qian Tianshan from unifying Yunlu in the East.
So it is naturally expected that this eastward destiny will gather in Zong Shou and become a dragon.
Why should we be surprised by this?
But he only heard the woman next to him whom he called his second sister. At this time, he continued to say leisurely: "You know that after I used my secret method and clever body to reach the state, I have not practiced those methods of observing people's luck. But sometimes, If it is under the influence of heaven and man, it can also be illuminated."
The girl nodded. All the Supreme Gods have great supernatural powers. Even her own sister is just using tricks, which is not considered a real path.
But he is also almost omniscient and omnipotent, so he naturally has such methods.
He also became curious in his heart as to what Zong Shou had done to make his second sister so surprised.
The long voice also continued.
"Just now, I looked at him with a royal aura. He was clearly pure white and without any flaws!"
As soon as these words were finished, the girl was stunned, and then she laughed dumbly: "The king's Qi is pure and flawless, so it is the Qi of the Holy King? I remember that I read it in a Taoist classic on luck before. But senior sister, Are you kidding me? How long has it been since the Holy King descended from Yunhuang that he has not appeared again? It is impossible for him to appear again, not even the wise kings of Central Yunlu, or even the kings in the outer realms who govern thousands of worlds. No one has ever been qualified to be truly called a Saint--"
As she spoke, she looked at the woman in palace attire beside her, and saw a very serious expression in the eyes of the woman opposite her.
Consciousness means, this is definitely not a joke on you!
The girl was also stunned again, and her mind was in a trance: "So, he is really a holy king?"
Looking at the other side, she nodded slowly. At this moment, the girl didn't know whether she should be happy or sad, she just felt it was ridiculous.
"How can our sect produce a Saint King? What does this mean? That lazy guy who doesn't care about anything can actually be recognized as the Lord of Saints by Heaven and Earth? This Heaven must be blind——"
She rubbed her eyebrows with a headache. Suddenly, the girl remembered something and opened her eyes suddenly.
I saw people on the other side looking over at the same time, and exclaimed in unison: "The God Emperor——"
Does this mean that the flowers planted deliberately do not bloom, but the willows planted unintentionally create shade? For the common people, I don’t know whether it is a blessing or a curse?
The woman in palace attire frowned even more. I remember Wei Xu once said that this Tianshan Mountain might be crucial to their way of life.
Now that I think about it, there must be a reason. Could it be that the national policy implemented by Zong Shou has something in common with the purpose of Cangshengdao? If this is true, I really want to take a look.
Zong Shou also looked up to the sky in astonishment, looking at the five-colored clouds in the sky.
——This is a colorful auspicious cloud?
But is this too much nonsense? The massacre has just begun, and the lives of four hundred people depend on his words.
At this time, shouldn't the heaven and earth be crying, or even being punished by heaven? But why are auspicious clouds appearing on the top of the mountain, and auspicious light overflowing?