Near the entire Yu Lanshan, except for the entanglement of the incarnation of Emperor Xi and Wan Muqing, from time to time, it was a dead silence at this moment.
Qiu Hua couldn't help but took a breath. I couldn't believe it. I didn't dare to believe it.
At this time, I still do n’t know how Zong Shou is.
It can only be identified as a result, with some shadows with time and space laws, and there is a trace of cause and effect.
Just a sword, cut the incarnation of the true martial arts monarch. The second sword was destroyed again.
It happened that Zong Shou's eyes looked back, and the eyes were obviously indifferent, obviously frost and cold. It can be seen in his eyes, but always feels that it contains a strong meaning.
It seems to be saying to him, what kind of layout is there if you do n’t know your master ’s no market owner?
Missing flashed, Qiuhua's heart has gradually been immersed by despair.
Thinking about it, there are nothing with any cards, you can turn around again.
In addition to the three sets of Zhenwu sword array, there are more than thirty people at the spiritual realm level, and there are more than thirty people. They can barely fight with each other, and there are still one or two winning opportunities.
It is only just a way, this prestige is turned over in the desperate situation, and even the Zhenwu fire is clear. The potential is that the two swords that are unattended and no one can solve, and it has long been printed in the deep parts of the people, leaving fear of fear
shadow.
Such a sword will die here, and who can stop it?
Even if you know this guard, you must not use this swordsmanship without restriction; knowing that the other party must exhibit the secret method that greatly enhances its realm.
I was hesitant in the mind, should I continue at this time, or should I escape?
If you fight again, there is no much victory. Instead, it is necessary to damage the elite pillars of these many Taoist dome. All are here.
But if he abandoned the six disciples, the people walked away alone. This time, the Daoling Domi must be the prestige. It must not be convinced. His master must also receive countless responsibilities, and the position of the palace master is difficult to protect.
Just thinking about it, Qiuhua had decided. He gritted his teeth sharply and threw a dozens of martial arts from his sleeves.
"Save people! After I come to break, please invite you to fight with all the strength and help Qiuhua's power!"
In this battle today, he no longer wants to destroy Zongshou, but only to be able to lose less.
When the sound is spoken, see the two spiritual lights opposite, go left and right, fly away.
Looking at it from a distance. It was a yellow puppy and a thunderbolt with a wing. The place where the two guards were rushed away, but they were two discs of black magic weapons.
It is a sinking star!
No matter how deep in my heart, Qiu Hua knows at this time. Never delay even half a moment.
The mind is slightly moved. The two hands are printed with a cited. A huge white fire phoenix, now the air again now.
The dozens of souls. They also burst out, turned into white flames, and remitted into it.
There are more than twenty spiritual realms in the air. There are people who have long -earned opportunities.
The twelve people set up one side, and a spiritual array was formed in the blink of an eye. More than a dozen people were in a lot of energy.
The white fire phoenix also exploded in the body immediately and turned into more than 6,000 feet giant shadows.
The remaining dozens of spiritual realms are a flash, and they want to return to Nayu Lanshan.
No need to remind you, you know the meaning of Qiuhua. Six disciples here, how much you can take away today, how much you can take away.
Zong Wangwang was in his eyes, his brow was slightly picky.
Do you want to go? How can it be so easy?
Here, many spiritual monks' lives, he don't have to use him, how can he escape?
The power of the flowers has begun to subscribe. The realm of forcibly improvement is also returning.
But at this time, it is not yet the number of three interests!
The black thunder wing of 3,200 feet behind him was angry and expanded outwards. The left and right sides stretched to more than 6,000 feet, so they stopped.
One volume and one volume, and the white phoenix, hit a place in one place. Lei Lie Qianhua confronted the flames, and only stalemate for a moment, occupying a little wind.
The two are shedding, and the flames of the sky are dissipated in the Xuye.
At this time, there was more soul power at this time, and at this time, there were more soul power, and they came together. Insufficient from the unknown sword, turned into the fire of Cangqing, and burned in the soul of Zong Shou.
More than thirty nine -order spiritual stone, broke in the hands of Zong Shou.
In Zong Shouyuan's soul, the second flower at this moment is also slowly open.
It is another wave of huge soul tide, which is full of Zong Shou's depths.
"Forbidden!"
For a moment, in the entire 30,000 -foot square circle, a powerful idea was completely solidified.
Not only just soul power, but also a sharp sword, lingering in it.
The more than a dozen spiritual realms were caught off guard. Nothing could not be successfully broke away from the barrier of the space, but was abolished by the power of that time and space.
Then in this air, a golden light hit, and even the four people in the blink of an eye.
The speed is fast, which is beyond the limits of most people's eyesight. Looking at it carefully, it is only the only one that can only be Shouzong.
At this time, it changed into another look, with six wings, silver armor, two pairs of knife arms in front of me.
As soon as the light and shadow flashed, there were four wounds seriously injured. It did not kill it, but just broke the Qihai, cut off the limbs, and the blade dot into the eyebrows.
Qiu Hua was shocked in his heart, and he couldn't take care of it to save the six disciples on the Yuranshan Mountain.
In the mouth, a word ‘escape’ is rushed and rushed to the magical weapon, and fleeing crazy in the distance.
Ten dozens of runes flying out of the sleeve, turning into the shape of Baifeng, blocking behind.
In my heart, why is this secret that this prestige is improved?
And the rest of the spiritual realm, at this moment, they have their own ability, and
There were all sides of the sides and flew away from the distance.
Zong Shou didn't care about it, his heart was silent, and all the ideas were immersed in the sword in his hand.
The moment of the nine -nine dragon shadow!
The sword of the time in the sky, but also internal the method of cause and effect, the technique of destiny.
Red Mang is fierce. This is the killing of Kendo!
Zong Shou's whole person. Turn into a bloody shadow, cited the sword, and swim in this long air.
A flashing. It is a bloody light. In the early days of a spiritual realm of three hundred feet, it was directly on the spot.
All the qi and blood souls were forcibly drawn by Zong Shou's long sword.
Second person! Third person! Fourth person!
That blood shadow passed, no one could escape his life.
With Zong Shou's body, it gradually filled with blood and blood. A blue bronze mirror, at this time, also raised the sky, as if a bright moon, the suspended sky.
Wisps of water-like light shine down, covering tens of thousands of feet in area.
The twenty or so spiritual cultivators who were escaping were all slightly in a trance. Their escaping light was scattered and stagnant for a moment.
When I woke up again, I saw that the sky was once again shrouded in a layer of black.
It’s the ‘falling star disk’!
Qiuhua couldn't help but howl and roar to vent the despair in her chest.
Just one step away. Just one step! Just a few tens of feet away and one thousandth of a breath. He could escape and escape.
At this time, he was blocked by the falling star disk and had to stop temporarily.
It actually only takes a moment to break through this dark curtain. However, at this time, where does he have time?
Zong Shou's sword light has arrived! The moment it rushed towards him, it shattered all the eclipse fires. It was also as powerful as a broken bamboo, breaking through the Gang Qi outside his body, but it did not kill him immediately.
Instead, it broke the air and sea chakras and cut off the limbs. A bit of the sword's edge penetrated into the soul, and a bit of true power exploded deep in his soul.
Qiuhua immediately felt that his soul was dizzy and in great pain. He fell into a coma and fell to the ground without knowing what was going on.
Zong Shou's sword was still as sharp and sharp as ever. The sword joined the man and continued to flash in the air.
Cooperating with Xiao Jin who was not far away, in just a moment, more than ten spiritual realm cultivators were seriously injured one after another, all with the same skill as that of Qiuhua.
However, there were also seven or eight figures that broke through the black sky. The figures fled in panic into the distance. The light and shadow were so fast that they disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Zong Shou snorted coldly and did not pursue him. He ducked and reached the top of Yulan Mountain.
The leader of the Ping An Dao here, together with those of the eighth and ninth levels, has disappeared.
Several spiritual realms that had been rushed back to Han Xi earlier had already known the opportunity and escaped.
There were only a dozen real swordsmen left who were seriously injured and unconscious due to the broken idol.
It's not that the sea of souls didn't save him, but that Han Xi and his six flying ants were watching, making it impossible to save him.
These people are smart and know that if they delay even for a moment, their lives may not be saved today.
In addition, there is also a set of Zhenwu Sword Formation, which is still hanging in the air.
The seven people were all pale-faced, with cold sweat on their foreheads. Although they were still enshrining the statue of the Qing Emperor, their expressions were full of despair.
Zong Shou thrust his sword intent towards the incarnation of the Wan Mu Qing Emperor. The huge divine body stagnated, and the green sword condensed, and he looked over with vigilance.
But he ignored Han Xi, and with a flash of silver light, he rushed to the vicinity of the peach wood statue.
A few flashes of sword light cut the statue into pieces! The figure turned around to absorb the divine power that exploded. Then he turned around and slashed with his sword to kill the tribulation thunder that followed, easily.
Totally effortless.
The incarnation of the divine body of Emperor Wanmu Qing is also collapsing.
Zong Shou didn't look at it and allowed the swallowing Tianyuan Transformation Technique to swallow up those divine powers.
With a display of his true power, he dragged nearly twenty seriously injured spiritual monks to his side. Then he activated his spiritual thoughts and forcibly pulled the Taiyi Xuankun Formation that was gradually stopping its operation.
"Please Palace Master Wuxu, take Gu Yijian!"
Through the magic circle, the sound spread tens of thousands of miles, all the way to the Dao Spirit Dome. He knew that Wu Ru would definitely be able to hear it!
Qiuhua also regained consciousness at this time. When he raised his head, he realized that he had returned to the top of Yulan Mountain. In front of him was the nightmare-like thin figure.
The long sword was dark red, as if smeared with a layer of blood. The man stood in mid-air, with great power and majesty like a prison. The nine tails appeared and soared into the sky, making Zong Shou at this moment so handsome that he was eerie.
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