The battle situation below, and the two people who were fighting fiercely in the air, were also very clear.
Even if you focus wholeheartedly on the weapon in your hand and just a few thoughts, you can understand everything on the battlefield without missing anything.
Jiamingluo counterattacked and defended, but his expression was calm. At this point in the battle, the Night Demon's losses had exceeded 600,000. Nearly one-third of the army had fallen at the foot of Qixia Mountain.
At this point, the victory or defeat between the two of them has nothing to do with the overall situation.
And as early as early in the morning, he had given up the hope of killing this Zongshou early.
It couldn't be done at night, let alone during the day. At this time, Zong Shou had no longer used the Styx Death Sword that always gave people headaches and horror, but the attack was still like a tide and never stopped!
But in his eyes, this was no different from the struggle before death.
It is certainly not easy for him to kill Zong Shou, but for Zong Shou to kill him before his army is defeated is nothing more than a dream!
With a cold smile, Jia Minluo raised his heavy sword at an angle, and violently pushed aside the sword light that struck him from an almost unimaginable direction.
Then he punched hard with his left hand, bringing with it a ball of mighty Red Gang Divine Thunder, and blasted it out. Thousands of void blades that struck the opposite side were all forcibly blasted away!
He was on full alert, preparing to deal with his opponent's final madness. But when he saw Zong Shou, his figure suddenly flashed and he retreated a thousand feet away.
Although the two of them were fighting in close quarters, a stray spirit could kill him. But at this time, Zong Shou was suppressing him in a subtle way, so he could move forward and retreat freely, and he could leave whenever he wanted.
Jiaming Luo raised his brows and then let out a cold cry. He had to leave after all. He thought that this king really wanted to fight to the death with him here and live and die with millions of subordinates below.
But they saw Zong Shou standing thousands of feet away, with no intention of running away immediately.
The nine dragon shadows behind him were still flying and dancing, roaring with great momentum.
The unknown sword in his hand is full of sword energy, hesitating and twisting, like a dragon's shadow.
Zong Shou himself seemed to be listening and waiting for something.
"Today's victory or defeat has been decided! Just as you and I expected last night, although I, Jiaming Luo, have been defeated, I can still use Huizhou as a base to plan my future affairs. On the contrary, the king, millions of elites, and countless generals will all have to do their best.
They are all buried here!"
He chuckled softly, not knowing whether he was mocking Zong Shou or laughing at himself. Jiaming Luo looked indifferent and held his long sword upside down: "If the king doesn't leave at this time, I'm afraid there will be no chance. I will respond to the plan and achieve all my ambitions."
They were all destroyed at the hands of the king. If there is a chance, you will not be allowed to leave here alive——"
There was no fluctuation in his tone, but his murderous intent was cold and cold. There was no concealment. There was even a trace of vague resentment mixed in it.
Immediately afterwards, Jiamingluo also suddenly felt that something was wrong. Using remote sensing, he finally understood why the person opposite him suddenly stopped. He immediately looked up to the sky and laughed, shaking the sky.
"So that's it. That's it! But it turns out that the oriole has arrived! You and I are fighting like snipes and clams here, but we are getting the advantage of the fisherman. It's just that this fisherman has nothing to do with me, but he is probably going to attack the king - "
As soon as he said this, several figures walked out of the cloud sky a hundred miles away.
There were seven people in total, all wearing green Taoist robes and holding swords in their hands, each occupying one side. With colorful auspicious clouds under their feet, they stepped towards this direction.
There was another Taoist in green shirt, who was already standing not far behind Zong Shou, about twenty miles away. His face was stern and expressionless, and he bowed towards Zong Shou.
"I haven't seen you for three months, it's been a long time! Ming Hui has come to take the king's life on the orders of my Lord of Qiongjing Palace!"
Zong Shou's eyes flashed, and he looked at the seven people who were approaching. He felt that if there was a hint of sharp and powerful sword intent in these seven directions, his mind was locked remotely.
"Could this be the so-called Zhenwu Seven Intercepts Formation of Er Taoism?"
He knew that the Taoist soldiers of each sect were divided into four levels: heaven, earth, black and yellow.
The Cang Sheng Xuan Long Shi of Cang Sheng Dao and the Zixiao Sword Rider of Tai Ling Sect are Xuan Jie.
And these seven people should be the so-called true martial swordsmen in the Dao Ling Qiong realm, the legendary earth-level Dao soldiers.
With only a hundred Xuan-level Taoist soldiers, they can defeat tens of thousands of enemies! And each of the seven people in front of them can defeat the combined strength of three hundred common people's Xuanlong warriors.
Although the cultivation of these seven people is only in the early stage of the spiritual realm, if they join forces and use this Zhenwu Seven Intersection Formation, they can compete and kill even those at the heavenly realm!
How lucky is his sect? That the Taoist family is allowed to use such a murderous weapon——
"Your Majesty, you really recognize it! This is the Zhenwu Seven Intersection Formation!"
** nodded slightly, holding the sword in his hand. A clear sword intent also locked Zong Shou from a distance.
"On the east side of Yunlu, there are hundreds of millions of people who were originally under the rule of our Lingyun Sect, but now they have been stolen by the king. After today, the property will be returned to the original owner, but I am afraid that the king will not agree easily. Therefore, today, we must make the king return to the west.
!But we also know that although the king is only in the ninth rank,
, you can use the throne of Abi and master the royal martial arts. Within 20,000 miles of the country, your combat power can directly match the heaven realm, and you are almost invincible. **If you think about it carefully, within the cloud realm, I am afraid that there are only seven sections of this true martial art, or
It can make the king hate this——"
It is said lightly, but there is a special rhythm in the words. It makes people feel not only cold but also depressed.
Zong Shou smiled and looked away.
——In fact, nothing can be seen anymore. The surroundings of this body had already turned into pitch black before half a breath.
It's not that the sky of Qixia Mountain has been obscured by darkness. It's that at this time, he has been dragged into another micro space by force.
From a distance, there are two figures, each holding a magic weapon, maintaining this dark space. A strange force isolates the inside and outside.
He didn't recognize these two people, but their cultivation level was directly pursuing the spiritual realm.
"These two weapons are called the Falling Sky Sinking Star Disk. They are brought here for no other purpose than to prevent you from escaping! There is also Saint Lord Ao Kun, and you don't need to count on it. I, the Spiritual Vault Realm, can make it happen on my own."
He can't move!"
The lady smiled, and then turned to look at Jiaming Luo: "This battle is between our Taoist family and Qian Tianshan, and has nothing to do with King Jiaming Luo. However, if King Jiaming Luo is willing to help, we can work together to kill this beast.
,** will also not stop it. If you don’t want to, then the king can leave!”
"The enemy is coming, but they still kill each other. Is this the nature of your human race?"
When Najiaming Luo heard this, he immediately let out an arrogant low laugh, full of sarcasm. He randomly laughed at himself: "Although I look down on you, such a powerful enemy still wants to
Only if you kill him with your own hands can you rest assured! Since you Yunjie Dao Sect are willing to give me this opportunity, how can I be willing to give it up? For me, it is better than if Donglin Yunlu falls into the hands of you incompetent wastes.
he--"
** His eyelids were wide open and he didn't care at all. He felt a little more relieved in his heart. With the help of Jiamingluo, today's battle would be a sure win.
This Zongshou will never have half a chance of survival again.
As for the sarcasm in King Kamira's words, he didn't care at all.
The reason why this night demon army is able to descend on the Cloud Realm is because of its combat power, which is truly unrivaled.
It's that all the sects and factions are unwilling to lose their strength before the change comes. And each has its own plan. That's why.
If we really take it seriously, the realm of Dao Ling Qiong is enough to prevent the king of Jiaming Luo from entering the cloud realm!
But at this time, although the victory was already in hand, he was in no hurry to take action. The best opportunity was when the red-armored army at the foot of Qixia Mountain was completely defeated.
At that time, Zong Shou's royal aura will also be weakened to the extreme.
The seven True Martial Swordsmen were now standing in seven directions. Although they had not drawn their swords, the True Martial Sword Intention was still flowing out of their bodies.
Not as sharp as the sword sect, but neutral, gentle and full of energy.
A tiny bit of broken sword energy traveled around, slowly splitting apart Zong Shou's spiritual thoughts that were scattered outside and communicating with the heaven and earth.
Before they even stood up, the room among the ten people here was already overflowing with energy and thoughts colliding with each other.
But Zong Shou was smiling at this moment. The corners of his lips were slightly raised, feeling relaxed and comfortable, with a bone-crushing chill. He was calm and indifferent, and he turned his eyes to look down from a distance, also quietly waiting for something.
Although this place is isolated by the inside and outside of the magic weapon, it can't help but have spiritual awareness and spiritual thoughts. When the spiritual power is channeled into the eyes, it is still possible to see the battle scene below.
I saw that the day was clear in the sky, and bunches of colorful colors were shining down from a distance on the east side facing the sea. The entire Qixia Mountain was filled with colorful lights.
"Let me ask you again, do you really want to fight Gu Bu to death in the Lingqiong Realm?"
When he asked this question, the woman raised her eyebrows subconsciously, feeling that it was extremely ridiculous.
"Your Majesty's decree, please forgive me!"
Now that things have come to this, does Zong Shou still expect that there will be any room for change between the two parties?
But why are you still so confident and arrogant in your words?
Although he was in a desperate situation, his emotions in his words had no ups and downs, only a hint of cold determination.
Zong Shou laughed, which was full of unexpected meaning.
The next moment, he shook his head and said: "Jia Mingluo, Gu Ruo is you. Now it's time to escape. It's best to leave the cloud world and go somewhere that Gu Ruo can't find -"
Najiaming Luo was also startled and confused. Following Zong Shou's gaze, he looked from a distance.
What jumped into his eyes was a colorful mirage. He had seen this scene before him several times. He knew it was a mirage of cloud light, refracting and reflecting a large lake here.
What makes this world so beautiful is that the night devil is born to hate light. He is just disgusted with it and has no appreciation at all.
Zong Shou watched here, but he didn't know what it meant.
Just as he was wondering, he saw a few spots of light lighting up one after another in the mirage.
The colorful light projected over him was too dazzling. It made his eyes feel a slight stinging sensation.
The thought in his heart moved slightly, and King Jiamingluo's complexion turned extremely pale in an instant.
Zong Shou was smiling, as happy as before, but a little more wanton and indulgent. ()
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