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What Zong Shou paid most attention to was still the Yin Dragon. However, after looking carefully for a long time, he could not detect its location.
Instead, he saw countless evil spirits in the mist, baring their teeth and claws at him. They were greedy for the flesh and blood of victory, but also fearful and intimidating.
Calculating the time, this should be the time when the Yin Dragon is sleeping and can enter.
Looking around, if it had been in the past, there would have been at least twenty military towns in Qiantian Mountain, stationed here permanently to expel the monks.
However, not long ago, because of the need to fight against the Thousand Cities Alliance and then to attack various cities, all the garrison here were transferred to him, and they still have not returned.
At this time, there were hundreds of monks gathered at the edge of the valley. Their eyes were full of hope, but they were also wary of the remaining spiritual taboos and those evil things in the valley.
Some people who thought they were strong and courageous already broke in without any care.
But often after just a moment, a few screams can be heard in the mist, which is horrifying.
When Lei Dong saw this, he sneered slightly: "How audacious! This place. Even if the spiritual formation has been broken, you and I would not dare to enter rashly. These people are good, hey! As the saying goes, people die for wealth, and birds die for food - "
Zong Shou also shook his head slightly, took a few steps suddenly, and stood in the middle of the Xuanyin Valley. Then a surge of sword intent rushed hundreds of miles away.
The surrounding monks were all taken aback. The sword pressed out, and the clouds surged wildly, with countless evil creatures surrounding the mist. Most of the people on the edge of the Yin Dragon Valley were also suppressed and took several steps back. Unable to move forward.
Then they all looked at where the sword intention came from and applied it to Zong Shou.
Then, exclamations of surprise were heard one after another at the edge of the Yinlong Valley.
"This is Qian Tianzong Shou!"
"That demon king in Qiantian Mountain?"
"The one who unified Donglin, completely destroyed the Xuanling Sect of Shangxiao, and caused the fall of Shenxiao? So young—"
"He is indeed here -"
"Is this the pinnacle of sword intent! The first of the Six Ultimate Swords—"
Zong Shou raised his eyebrows, glanced at everyone here coldly, and then waved his sleeves indifferently.
"Everyone below the seventh level! Those who are not my Qiantian subjects can go back!"
Although he regards the Yin Dragon Valley as private property, the spiritual treasures here may not necessarily fall into his pocket.
If they are one's own people, it would be good to be able to go. But the premise is that these people are indeed people from Yunlu in the east and have no relationship with any of the sects.
Even if you are unwilling to work for Qiantian Mountain, it doesn't matter. As long as you consider yourself a citizen of Qiantian today and want to join the ranks, you can establish a cause and effect, and you can find ways to recruit people in the future.
As for the seventh-level restrictions, these low-level monks could not bear to die.
Anyway, the calculation in my heart is going on.
Many monks at the edge were slightly startled and hesitated for a while.
Zong Shou was too lazy to tell them any more, and his sword intent rose even more in less than a breath.
——Continuously soaring, soaring, vast and brilliant!
This is within the borders of his country, and there is no need to use the power of the sword or the level of the sword. Just using royal martial arts, gathering the thoughts of thousands of people, and condensing the power of the sword, you can crush all the cultivators here!
As time went by, some people with insufficient cultivation became pale and retreated one after another.
As for the remaining ones who were unwilling to leave, even if they were as strong as the seventh level, even if they wanted to leave at this moment, they could no longer do so. They were all suppressed by the mighty royal sword force and were half-kneeling on the ground.
Zong Shouze seemed to have forgotten them, as if he wanted to see his own limit, and kept increasing the pressure of the sword!
Gradually, even the rocks around the Yinlong Valley gradually became unable to withstand it and began to fall apart.
Only about 20% of the casual cultivators, after claiming to be the people of Qiantian, the heavy pressure was relieved.
Just when most people want to turn around and leave far away.
Above the horizon, a cold cry suddenly came from the sky: "Then even we can't enter?"
The voice was stern, with a hint of ridicule. Zong Shou squinted and looked in the direction from which the voice came.
This aura must be that of the Demon Dao people. Immediately, he took advantage of it, and it was already a bright eighth-level sword in his hand.
"Of course you can't get in!"
To make these people retreat willingly, it seems that taking action is most likely inevitable.
But judging from the situation, it seems that it is not the Demon Heart Sect.
The voice then turned to sarcasm: "What a loud tone, I am not a citizen of your Qiantian, but I still want to try to see if I can enter the Yinlong Valley!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a red sword light suddenly flashed behind Zong Shou.
A sword flashed, and countless red lotuses immediately appeared, blooming one after another. In this place of Yinlong Valley, it seemed that this sword became more and more like a fish in water.
Every lotus flower blooms, absorbing the power of countless ghosts here. Then the heart of the lotus is filled with pure black karma fire.
"Karma Fire Red Lotus!"
Lei Dong and Jin Buhui were both slightly startled. They both knew that although this kind of flame was not a pure karmic fire, it was extremely difficult to control. Gathered by the power of resentment, it could not only destroy weapons, but also infect the soul of the body.
It is also the most restrained, the royal secret martial arts!
Just as he was about to say something to remind him, Zong Shou raised his eyebrows. Then he didn't take it to heart. He held the three-foot green peak in his hand and slashed behind him with a sword arc in an extremely casual manner.
When the two blade shadows collided, the entire world suddenly expanded outwards, emitting a loud roar.
Even the sound of the clash of weapons was muffled.
Then the red sword shadow collapsed first and turned into thousands of fragments, scattered one after another.
As for the black karma fire, it completely disappeared in the air without a trace before it had time to flutter.
It seemed as if it was completely swallowed up by something.
A figure suddenly appeared thousands of feet away from Zong Shou. The whole person was thrown away into the distance.
Blood was bleeding from his mouth, and his eyes were filled with surprise. He seemed to be wondering why the black lotus karma fire had no effect at all. He suddenly cursed angrily: "You two, why don't you come out!"
There was no sound in the sky, a dead silence.
When he saw Zong Shou, his eyes as cold as a knife glanced over. He couldn't help but feel even more horrified, and said in panic: "You dare to kill me? I am the third generation descendant of the Demon Lotus Palace, what the hell are you—"
But he saw Zong Shou stabbing him with a sword without any expression, still doing it casually. But it came from the air and struck directly between the eyebrows.
The man roared wildly, gave up his plan to beg for mercy, and suddenly took out a long knife. Thousands of knife shadows suddenly rose up, blocking all the space in front of him.
But at this time, no matter how fast his sword shadow was, he could not stop the sword light.
There are no changes, only that overwhelming, completely irresistible force!
Smash, smash, smash again!
Defeat and scatter all the sword shadows! Then the tip of the sword hit the forehead of the young man in red.
"Anyone who violates Gu Gu's will will be punished! Eh?"
With a cry of surprise, when Zong Shou withdrew his sword, the young man's body did not fall into the mist as originally intended. Instead, it shattered into pieces and exploded into countless flesh and blood powder.
It's not that something else happened, but that his control over his own power was extremely poor, which led to such a situation.
After the establishment of the country, plus the other thirty provinces bordering Yunlu to the east, there were four billion people.
The amount of royal energy that Zong Shou can summon is naturally soaring, ten times more than before.
Naturally, it is becoming increasingly difficult to control it.
In the past few decades, Zhoushu has been accelerating, but it seems that the effect is not too great.
"It seems that it really takes some time to stabilize -"
With this thought passing through his mind, Zong Shou immediately stopped caring about it. Since he can't defeat the enemy with skill for the time being, he should first use force to overwhelm him.
Anyway, at this time, he also has such capital.
After killing the beast, Zong Shou smiled half-heartedly and looked forward: "You two can come out! Could it be that you don't agree with what Gu Zhi said?"
The reason why the eyes are unfocused is because I know that these two people are not in this position at all.
Sure enough, after a moment, two figures appeared one after another. One was thin and sickly pale, but he was wearing black clothes, making his face look more and more like a dead person.
The other one was also in his twenties and had a strong body. At this time, his eyes flickered and he looked over coldly. But in his eyes, there was mostly fear, surprise, and caution.
"Your Majesty, you are joking! The Shangxiao Sect will be destroyed if you don't agree, and the disciples of the Demon Lotus Sect will be killed if they want. How can we two dare to offend easily?"
The person who spoke was the young man with a dead face, and then he asked with a smile: "I just want to have a discussion with you, but you really can't be accommodating?"
Zong Shou heard this voice and it was the person who spoke from the Demon Heart Sect on the top of Shangxiao Mountain that day, but he was also smiling.
"Should we discuss it? Okay, accommodation is not impossible!"
There was no intention to truly occupy this place alone. The Yinlong Valley is extremely large. Only the Qiantianshan family and the casual cultivators here would not be able to explore even one percent of it when the Yinlong wakes up.
Many spiritual formation restrictions can only be broken by relying on the power of these sects.
"It's just that your Demonic Heart Sect can only take 20% of what you get from Yinlong Valley!"
In other words, after working so hard inside, 80% of all the proceeds must be handed over to them, Qian Tianshan.
The dead man's face fell silent for a moment. This condition was too harsh.
After hesitating for a moment, he finally said: "Your Majesty, it doesn't look like you want to discuss it—"
When Zong Shou heard this, he rolled his eyes: "Who will discuss this with you? If you don't want to, just get out!"
No matter how deep the city was, the dead-faced young man couldn't help but burst into rage at this moment. If it had been anyone else, he would have slashed through with his sword.
But what happened to be in front of him was Zong Shou——
The first among the Six Ultimate Swords, Zong Shou who destroyed Shangxiao Xuanling Sect, Zong Shou whose swordsmanship can resist the spirit realm, Zong Shou who has four thousand Blood Cloud Riders, and is the Demon King of Qian Tian!
Sighing slightly, the young man was about to agree, but there was another sneer from the distance: "The ruins of Yinlong Valley were built by the ancestors of the ancient human race. They are the property of everyone in the world. When will they become your private property in Qiantian Mountain?"