A sunken pearl is, to Zong Shou, indispensable. Anyway, it was something this little country dog found for himself, so he might as well just let it go and watch the changes from now on.
Then he made a move with his hand and moved all the remaining belongings of Yu Lanshan in front of him.
Although most of Yulan Mountain has disappeared, and a lot of spiritual stones and elixirs have been damaged, there is still a lot left.
The treasure house of Ping An Dao was completely intact. Most of the treasures brought by the other five sects were at the foot of the mountain at this time.
And the biggest gain is those Qiankun bags.
In addition to the quasi-spiritual realm of Zhenwu Swordsman, there are more than forty spiritual realm cultivators who have died here.
The total number of all ninth-level spiritual stones is as high as 7,000. Even the lower-level Xuan-level spiritual stones are as large as 650.
These spiritual stones are enough for him to use the Zhou Shu for more than twenty years.
Sure enough, in this world, murder, arson, and robbery are the fastest ways to make money.
There are countless other elixirs and elixirs. There are also many magic weapons and spiritual weapons. Unfortunately, Zong Shou can't use them, so he can only stuff them together with his brains and prepare to take them back to Qiantian for Yiren to deal with.
At this time, Han Xi still showed no signs of breaking out of her cocoon.
Zong Shou simply stayed nearby and chose a place to close his eyes and meditate, adjusting his breath and recuperating.
The battle just now, when they were besieged, was already scarred.
The swords struck after that, especially the sword that struck down Master Wu Xu, were not injured anymore. It was just that the chakras became dilapidated after carrying the vast torrent of true energy.
Although Wu Xu was dead, he was not feeling well here. Not to mention losing ten years of life, with the situation in this chakra, if he didn't take care of it for a period of time, and he would fight against others, his combat power would be reduced by at least two. The success is huge.
However, when Zong Shou began to try to restore the chakras in his body, a look of astonishment appeared on his face.
The speed of repair was much faster than he expected. It can often be restored with just one thought.
He felt an intangible force helping him recover.
It wasn't until a long while later that Zong Shou finally had some idea.
"Could this be those divine powers?"
When he killed three incarnations of gods in a row, he used the Devouring Tianyuan Transformation to swallow all the divine power of these three gods' incarnations.
10% of it was transformed into true essence, and the remaining 90%, after being purified by his "Jing" character spell, dispersed into his body and disappeared.
Although Zong Shou was also surprised, he didn't pay much attention to it.
Only then did he realize that these 'powers of the gods' were of far more use to him than he expected.
"Strengthening the physical body? This divine power actually has such miraculous abilities——"
Looking closely at his body, Zong Shou could not help but see a strange color on his face.
I can indeed feel that his physical body has strengthened a little. Overall, it may be insignificant. But at the level of his cultivation, he is a person who has been tempered to the peak of the ninth level. Even a little progress, It was also quite a surprise.
And if his prediction was correct, the divine power lurking in his body at this moment should be extremely huge.
At this time, only a very small part was functioning. The rest, most of the divine power, needed more time to truly integrate into his physical body.
When it is fully absorbed, the intensity can be increased by at least one or two levels.
At this moment, Zong Shou actually wished that the Spirit Dome Realm would invite three or five more gods to come and surround him.
He is also slightly surprised that this divine power can help him strengthen his physical body. So, what does Han Xi need this divine power for?
You must know that these 'divine powers' cannot be absorbed and used by ordinary cultivators without being devoured and purified by techniques such as the Swallowing Tianyuan Transformation Technique.
When I woke up from sedation, it was already early in the morning. With the help of the elixir, my body was generally well adjusted. The remaining hidden injuries were temporarily suppressed.
The cocoon next to it had nearly doubled in size and finally started to move.
After a while of shaking, the six Holy Fire Silver Ants emerged from the cocoon first.
Zong Shou couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. He could clearly feel the changes in these six silver ants.
This is no longer the ninth level, but a quasi-spiritual realm similar to that of a true martial swordsman!
The escape speed is much faster, and the carapace blade arm has also been obviously strengthened.
After six Holy Fire Silver Ants, they haven't stopped yet.
Seven, eight, eleven, twelve——
It wasn't until the twelfth Holy Fire Silver Ant flew out of the silver cocoon that it stopped moving.
Then all the countless silver threads shrank and shrank back. In just a moment, Han Xi's figure appeared in front of him.
The body itself has not changed much, except that the silver carapace is even more brilliant. The holy white flame and the aura are even more sacred and pure——
Zong Shou finally realized that the function of this 'divine power' should be to strengthen the 'holy fire' for childbirth.
——Absorbing the divine power accumulated in the three statues, he gave birth to six more soldier ants that could fight against the spiritual realm.
Han Xi flapped her wings and arrived in front of him. First she looked at him with sharp eyes.
Zong Shou originally frowned and was about to suppress it with his thoughts, but something moved in his heart. He couldn't feel how much resistance this unruly escort had.
Sure enough, the next moment, Han Xi was seen leaning towards him, bowing her head. Then she took the twelve holy fire silver ants, and together with the lingering resentment and malice in this place, they danced around him, making cheerful chirps.
The sound is like a girl singing happily. The six wings flap, exuding little starlight.
Zong Shou was startled. Is this an expression of surrender and approval to him? Is it because tens of thousands of people were slaughtered here today?
As he laughed at himself, Zong Shou didn't pay attention to it. He was born a mutant and could never be trusted. Even if he obeyed him at the moment, he might not always do so in the future.
He didn't even bother to use this method of killing living creatures in exchange for the joy of being protected by this spiritual pet.
Everything here has been settled. Zong Shou was about to leave in the air, but suddenly his heart moved slightly and he looked to the south.
I feel that there is an unpredictable energy, which seems to be lurking and watching a hundred miles away.
"Is it her?"
Zong Shou raised his eyebrows again. This woman, after letting him go last time, actually ran in front of him.
This is a rare opportunity. But at this moment, he still doesn't have much time to pay attention to it.
To kill him would definitely be a waste of one or two days.
After carefully weighing it for a moment, Zong Shou smiled coldly and waved his sleeve. A silver sword light suddenly appeared and shot through the air. It hit a hundred miles away.
After one stab, he ignored him and walked through the air. Within a moment, he disappeared from the top of Yulan Mountain.
The direction I chose was to fly east and rush back to Qiantian Mountain, but to continue westward.
Seventy thousand disciples, forty spiritual realms, and one ruin are not enough to calm the anger, hatred and violence in his heart.
The death of these millions of people, he needs this door, completely painful to the heart and lungs!
Tooth for tooth! Blood for blood!
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A hundred miles away, a ray of silver light shot through the air, and with a 'ding' sound, gravel flew everywhere, and the energy surged.
It also smashed a smooth bone mirror here into pieces. Naturally, the image in the mirror also completely disappeared without a trace.
Lian Er had already withdrawn from Baizhang away, but he still had lingering fears.
After looking closely, I realized it was a silver flying knife.
At that moment, when the silver knife flew towards him, he thought that he was really going to die.
"This man is really the killer star coming to the world. This spiritual tide has just started, how come such a monster appears——"
Thinking about the battle yesterday, Lian Er still feels in a daze.
"A person like Wu Xu was actually killed with one sword! Dao Ling Palace Master actually dared to kill him!"
His name was not Lian Er during his lifetime, but he was also very famous in the cloud world.
But compared to Wu Xu, it was really far behind. Thinking of Zong Shou's sword that destroyed Wu Xu, Lian Er's whole body felt horrified.
The three of them came here to follow Zong Shou and see if they could take advantage.
Zong Shou destroyed twenty-five sects. The common people's way and the devil's way divided up those spirit stone veins.
The three of them also collected a lot of death energy and dark power along the way.
Especially those who died in high-level spiritual cultivation, the aura of death is the most intense.
Originally, he relied on Gong Xinran to sense his own souls and follow him from afar.
However, last night and day, I was attracted by this battle and got a little closer.
I was also able to see it from a close distance. It was a sword that could be said to be shocking, and it could move ghosts and gods.
After that, I didn't even dare to let out my breath, and kept shielding my energy, for fear of being noticed by Zong Shou.
As for the bone mirror, it was a shadow-observing spirit technique used, and one would never dare to look directly at Zong Shou.
Since the three of them did not dare to disperse their spiritual thoughts, they could only use this method to observe changes in spiritual energy in all directions and speculate on nearby movements.
In case Zong Shou suddenly came and killed him, he wouldn't be aware of it.
Unexpectedly, the three of them were so careful, but in the end they were discovered by the sect guard.
Fortunately, this demon king seemed to have no intention of causing trouble for them. He just gave them a warning and left Yulan Mountain.
Looking at the silver knife again, after the nail fell, another burst of sound patterns came out.
To ordinary people's ears, it is just an ordinary ringing sound. To a monk's ears, they can feel the Taoist message contained in it. Listen carefully, but it is the warning of the sect guard.
"I have something to do today, so I'll spare you for now. If you dare to cause trouble in the world, you will be responsible for the consequences——"
After hearing half of it, Lian Er was already so angry that he was trembling all over.
"It's really unreasonable! What does this Zongshou think of His Highness and us? It's really unreasonable! If His Highness's strength is completely restored, how can that guy be his opponent? You can crush him to death with just one finger!"
Gong Xinran's expression was calm, and she didn't know what she was thinking. There was also a hint of anger in her eyes, but then they were full of helplessness.
The Lian'er also changed his tone immediately: "But Your Highness, a gentleman has the right to take revenge, and it will not be too late in ten years. It is really not worth it to argue with such people. When I was alive, in the cloud world, when it came to martial arts The strong wind is led by Beimu Yunlu. Why not go there first and have a look?"
Gong Xinran curled her lips, without comment, and turned to look at Gu Mie: "I wonder what Brother Gu thinks?"
There was a faint flash of soul fire in Gu Mie's eyes: "We must not overpower him! It's better to give up on those previous plans!"
There is a slight hint of awe in the words.
Hearing this, Gong Xinran sighed and nodded slightly as if he was unwilling to do so.
She didn't want to take that sword. {Piaotian Literature www.ptwxz.com thanks all book friends for your support, your support is our greatest motivation}