Just as they were counting their swords, the green-shirted Taoist was the first to draw his sword, and he struck ten swords in a row. It seemed that Zong Shou was so overwhelmed that he could not move, so he could only passively resist, gaining some upper hand.
But at this time, anyone with a clear eye can see that it is this person who really suffered the loss, not Zong Shou.
The sword in his hand was gradually decaying at this time.
The energy of death is not only aimed at living beings, but can also destroy the vitality of all things.
Zong Shou glanced at Wuji and Taoist indifferently, thinking that these two people couldn't help but come forward.
The sword intention and soul pressure were even more surging like a tide, covering thousands of miles.
"Fellow Daoist Wuji, it's been a long time! Did you two feel comfortable watching the wonderful show just now?"
Killing intent was like a blade, and a cold and cold air filled the air, lingering around Wuji's neck.
The nameless sword in his hand made a buzzing sound, as if echoing its owner.
The green-shirted Taoist seemed extremely angry, but he also seemed to know that he was no match for Zong Shou at this moment. Any rash action would only lead to unpredictable consequences, so he could only force himself to be patient.
In terms of cultivation, he is naturally far superior. But in terms of swordsmanship, Zong Shou is far beyond him.
That kingly martial arts is even more taboo.
If he attacks with all his strength, this Zongshou will most likely be able to decide his life or death?
Wuji's expression was slightly embarrassed: "Wuji has seen your Majesty!"
After giving a distant salute, Wuji said in an incredible tone: "It has only been a short ten days. Unexpectedly, your cultivation has improved again. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a thousand miles in a day. It is estimated that it will only take more than 10 days."
In a year and a half, you will be able to reach the spiritual realm. Wuji congratulates you in advance——"
I remember that when Zong Shou was in the deep underground lake, he struggled to deal with the assassination of a strong man in the spiritual realm and almost died.
But at this time, it was enough to cope with it.
Zong Shou raised his lips when he heard this, and then smiled evilly: "Are you threatening Gu?"
His barrier between heaven and man is probably well known to everyone in the cloud world.
I don't know how many people are waiting for him to break through the sky barrier.
Speaking of which, the messenger from the Demonic Dome Realm said something similar a few days ago.
"How dare you?"
Wuji's heart trembled, but his mouth felt a little bitter at this moment.
If you speak too softly and bring down the face of the Dao Ling Qiong Realm, you will definitely attract criticism from your fellow disciples.
But if he is too tough today, he will definitely anger the demon king.
If you can attack Handu brazenly, you will only be in the Dao Ling Qiong realm. You will not put him in his eyes. It is not impossible. Kill him here too. A little impatience will mess up the big plan——
After pondering for a moment, Wuji spoke up: "I wonder how my fellow practitioners have offended your Majesty? To the point of resorting to swordsmanship?"
"It's just not pleasing to the eye!"
One sentence. The people in front of him were startled when he said it. Zong Shou then laughed. Of course, this sentence was just a joke.
"At present, there is a powerful enemy, and I don't want to have enemies from both my front and back. If these three Huizhou sects cannot be used by Gu, I will definitely want to baptize them with blood!"
The three sects of Xuantong, Lingming, and Luotian have deep roots in Huizhou. Countless disciple families are here, and they are intertwined among the people.
If he had any deviant thoughts when he was fighting the enemy with all his strength, it would be like waiting for a knife in the pit of his heart.
To fight the Night Demon, it is necessary to integrate the power of the entire Huizhou. In this case, the three Xuantong sects are the biggest obstacle.
If you cannot sacrifice hostages in front of his army, you can only remove them first.
"So that's it! Although I, the Spiritual Vault Realm, don't want to fight against Night Demon Sharpness alone, I don't want to be the enemy of Qiantian Mountain either."
——At least, I don’t plan to compete with this lunatic until I get to the Tianshan Mountains and lose both sides with the Night Demon.
One sentence expressed the attitude of Dao Ling Qiong Realm, and Wuji then smiled: "How about this? The three Xuantong sects will definitely withdraw from Huizhou within seven days. This should make your Majesty feel at ease?"
Seeing that Zong Shou's eyelids were slightly closed, he was noncommittal. Wuji knew that the man opposite him was not satisfied, so he continued: "Within ten years, our three sects in Lingqiong Realm and Xuantong will never interfere in Huizhou's affairs! Wuji will Within three days, please ask me, the Lord of the Firmament Realm, to send you a letter of promise!"
Zong Shou smiled. This was what he was waiting for!
With this promise, we can truly feel at ease and fight against the night demon.
Then he looked at Handu, where only the soul was left. Zong Shou smiled "hey" and with one move, he took back all the death energy from Handu's soul. He waved his sleeves to indicate this. How many people are there, you can leave.
At this time, the battle situation on Lianyun's main island has almost settled.
Several large arrow stands were destroyed. The Blood Cloud Cavalry had already rushed in, and Lingxuan also led a total of twenty troops to board the floating island. It was the concentration of troops to destroy the enemy on the island. The troops were forced to surrender one by one.
Fortunately, the soldiers from the cities in Huizhou were already used to the days when the king's flag changed on the city walls. Only a few city lords were dead, and they no longer had the heart to resist. Except for the elite confidants, they were still resisting to the death. .The rest simply put down their weapons.
Only the nearly 600,000 merchant cavalry under Wei Hai's command were a little troublesome. It would take some effort to make an emergency landing.
Fortunately, the victory was already achieved at this time, so Zong Shou did not need to pay too much attention.
After looking around lightly, Zong Shou dispersed all the power of death lingering around him.
Two million ghosts also roared away from him. However, they never left him, but lingered above the Lianyun main island.
There seemed to be a clicking sound behind him, as if a door was closing.
Zong Shouze was a little absent-minded, glanced above, and finally sighed slightly and looked back.
It seems that we need to invite some eminent Buddhist monks to come over and perform a ritual ceremony here to transcend all these ghosts.
He sighed in his heart, there was only so much he could do for these dead people.
Only then did I feel in the mood to check myself. This time I cast the Styx Death Sword, but I am afraid that my longevity has been lost a lot.
There is also the green liquid dripping into his soul sea and the green fire burning in his soul, which makes people extremely puzzled.
He looked inside and meditated for a moment, and then he was slightly startled. This time, the loss of vitality in his body was unexpectedly small.
His lifespan was lost in less than half a month. Moreover, after using this set of swordsmanship, his sanity did not return to his previous indifference and unresponsiveness——
Looking at his soul sea again, Zong Shou felt relaxed at first. Although the green fire looked like a flame, it had no sign of joining the Lu family's bloodline. Then he was shocked again. The green fire was still burning at this time. It spreads everywhere.
What was unexpected was that it was his own soul power. Looking at it at this time, it actually seemed to be a little purer.
These green fires are providing him with huge soul power.
In today's battle, the consumption in the soul sea was simply negligible!
What's going on?
Zong Shou suddenly fell into deep thought and realized that he might need to retreat again and study it carefully.
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A few days later, within a big account. Zong Shou was in strange eyes, looking at it.
That unknown sword, at this time the sword was horizontal, hovering in front of him.
Zong Shou itself is still thinking.
The function of this sword, in the past few days, is about to figure out,
This sword can eat the Yuanshen and turn into a soul liquid. But it is not his swallowing the sky and the decisive decisive, and it directly devours.
It is used to refine the sword body and provide ‘fuel’ for your own master.
The so -called fuel refers to the green liquid dripping into the soul sea.
And the Cangqing Flame is burned with it as the source. Not only can it help people quench and forge the soul, but also provide him with a huge soul power.
Zong Shou looked at a iron cage in front of his eyes and was carried by several soldiers and sent it to his tent.
In the iron cage, there is a seven -order essence that is firmly trapped.
It was Zong Yuan's own hands, which made people send it here. And like such an iron cage, there are more than ten more than ten. However, most of the inside beasts have died.
"This one is the red flame rat?"
Together, the unknown sword in front of Zong Shou had already flew into the iron cage. A sword was nailed inside this lean head, and then the light shone.
In your hand.
Holding the horn handle, immediately a trace of power, followed the wheel pulse, and entered his Shenxiao point.
After a while, it was a drop of green liquid, dripping into his Yuanhun.
But a few days ago, the thousands of demons became smaller, and the color was slightly light.
The flames of Cangqing, which burn, are not as good as that day.
Zong Shou didn't care, just waited for the blue flame, permeated between the souls. A trace of pure soul power, overflowing out. This is the only way to lead, a red flame, now in his hands.
This is the flame of burning empty, but at this time, this flame is even more hot.
Even Zong Shou, the man of the fire. At this time, he only felt that the palm was burning.
Zong Shou didn't care about it, still sitting in place, and quietly felt this red flame, even if the slightest changed, he didn't let go.
It wasn't until the sea of soul, and the flames of the Cangqing extinguished completely. Then they returned to God and stopped.
"Sure enough! What kind of attributes of the attributes can enhance what kind of spiritual method can be enhanced. The red flame mouse is a fire beast, and is good at fire, and naturally makes me the inflammation of the air, and the power can greatly increase."
"The more green liquid, the stronger, the stronger the increase! What is this sword?"
Zong Shou only felt that it was a blank, who was this kind of Qibao?
Most of the general magic weapons contain one or two rules, which can only enhance the power of a system of spiritual law, or to take a self -magical power. Even the top -level magic weapon -level spiritual soldiers, including several rules, cannot do each other.
There are half conflicts.
But he has tried in the past few days, this unknown sword, no matter what kind of spiritual method, can increase!
What kind of attributes to absorb can enhance which spiritual method can be enhanced. If the four or five lines swallow at the same time, then it is okay, it can be enhanced at the same time.
Naturally, it is impossible to be unlimited. The magical power of this unknown sword can only be used after swallowing the soul. When the Cangqing flame is exhausted, it will be restored immediately.