Just a moment after Zong Shou left and Lian Er Gu Mie and several others escaped, dozens of people were immediately surrounding them, one after another rushing to the foot of Yulan Mountain.
Then countless spiritual lights rushed up and dispersed in all directions. Hundreds of letters and talismans appeared one after another in front of the cases of heads of families and sect leaders everywhere.
"Blood Sword Demon Lord? Isn't it Demon Sword? Why did you change your name again?"
Yin Yu's eyes were unpredictable and he put down the letter talisman in his hand.
"With forty spiritual realms, he forced Na Wuxu to show up and cut down one of his swords. Is this really true?"
There was uncertainty in his words. He originally thought that after yesterday, the sect would definitely return to Qiantian Mountain to defend.
"It should be true!"
The person who spoke was Gao Ruo, the chamberlain's young eunuch: "In order to find out what happened in the battle of Yulan Mountain, Xuanwenzong used a Huiguangjian handed down from the Yunhuang era to look back in time. Many people present saw what happened at that time. Jing. It is said that Zong Shou at that time had a sword as long as blood and an unparalleled sword intent. He was close to demons, and his power was as powerful as prison, just like the king of all demons. That sword had the potential to shake mountains and rivers. Even with Wu Xu's My magical swordsmanship has absolutely no chance of survival!"
Yin Yu retracted his fists, naturally knowing what the light mirror was.
Images that can be traced back to the past three days are so precious that even the Great Shang Royal Family only has about ten in their collection.
Since this thing was used, there is probably nothing wrong. We only need to wait for news from Dao Ling Qiong to confirm it.
Speaking of which, on this day, the spiritual dome was sealed inside and outside the country, and no news could be spread.
The two factors confirmed it, and Yin Yu was already nine points convinced.
The doubts were gone, and only shock remained in my chest, mixed with a trace of fear.
"If all our elite merchants come out and join forces with the Taoists, might this person be surrounded and killed?"
Gao Ruo was silent this time. He was not the one who knew Yin Yuwen.
Over there, Zhongxuan thought for a moment and shook his head: "No! Your Majesty is already preparing to take action against these aristocratic families in the country. You must not distract him. This person's strength has exceeded the limits of ordinary people. If you want to fight on the sidelines, He can leave whenever he wants. Who can stop him? Surround him and kill him? It's just a joke, unless His Majesty takes action himself——"
Yin Yu frowned. Naturally, he himself could not leave the imperial capital. As for the Chongxuan Imperial Master, it was already an exception for him to be able to walk in the capital with his divine level strength. I am afraid he would not be able to participate either.
After thinking for a long time, Yin Yu finally let out a long sigh and flicked the letter with his right hand, turning the letter into dust.
There was doubt in his eyes, could it be that the prophecy made aeons ago was wrong?
Is this son so capable? Who can rival him in this world? Who can defeat him?
Those rumored seeds of the God Emperor? They are not even worthy of carrying shoes!
"What a Blood Sword Demon Lord!"
In front of Tailing Sect Master Mu Yu, there is also a spiritual talisman floating in the air.
Xuanwen Sect belongs to Taoism and was originally a vassal sect of Tailing Sect.
Therefore, in addition to this talisman, there is also a spar in his hand.
With his eyes closed, he used his spiritual thoughts carefully to imprint all the images recorded in the crystal into his soul.
"Nawu Xu cannot take this sword, and will definitely perish! The soul cannot withstand the impact of the Taichu Sword Intent, and even if there is still an incarnation left in the body, it will be difficult to survive. If it were Mu Yu, the same would happen. This game!"
Speaking in a determined tone, Master Mu Yu opened his eyes with a strange look on his face.
"At this time, my country, the Cloud Land of China, is probably extremely lively——"
As he spoke, he dropped the spar into the hands of Master Qiu Yun on the side.
The expressions of everyone around him were changing.
When Mu Yu summoned him urgently at first, he still didn't believe it. Now he looked at Qiu Yun's expression, which became more and more solemn. He knew in his heart that this was probably true.
But in my heart, I still find it difficult to accept it, I just feel it is unbelievable——
"So, Wu Xu, the master of the Dao Spirit Vault Realm, really died under that sect's guarding sword two hours ago?"
The Taoist who spoke was sitting on the right side of Qiu Yun, an elder in the divine realm, opposite Mu Yu.
Seeing Mu Yu across from him, he nodded slightly, and the Taoist subconsciously leaned back.
Even if you haven't looked at the image in the Shadow Bearing Stone, you can still imagine how tyrannical and domineering this sword is!
After thinking for a moment, the Taoist's eyes revealed a strange color.
"Now the Taoist sects are in panic, and the position of the Lord of the Qiongjing Palace is vacant. I, the Tailing Sect, need to make plans early."
The eyes of several people around him brightened up. Qiuyun also raised his head and looked to the left with a thoughtful look in his eyes.
"Mu Yu, tell me, what do you, the head master, think?"
Mu Yu did not refuse and took out a few letter charms and placed them in front of him.
"Just the day before yesterday, Xuanyun Temple and Lingming Palace sects were dissatisfied with Qiongjing's abandonment of the sect's mountain gate, and turned to our Tailing Sect for help——"
Several Taoists here were startled at first, and then overjoyed. If Tailing Sect wants to intervene in this matter, these sects are the best entry points.
But the next moment, Mu Yu said in a calm tone: "Mu Yu's intention was originally to lend a helping hand for the sake of belonging to the same Taoist sect. But today he changed his mind and felt that it is better not to intervene easily and wait and see what happens.
For the best."
After saying these words, the Taoist opposite immediately frowned. Master Qiu Yun, however, smiled meaningfully.
"Why is this? This time is our Tailing Sect's chance—"
Mu Yu said coldly: "Opportunity, this is not necessarily possible! Let me ask you all, Wu Xu died, and all the dragons in the Dao Ling Qiong Realm were leaderless. Is there anything you can do to join forces with me, the Tailing Sect?"
There was silence in the room. The Dao Ling Qiong Realm was not a sect, but a union of all the sects of the Dao Sect.
The Wu Xu lineage itself is the identity of Taoist monks. The fact that it has been able to serve as the palace master for more than ten generations over the past thousands of years is not only the result of the compromise between the various sects, but also the reason why the branches and leaves of this line have become increasingly luxuriant and their strength has grown.
Seeing the opportunity to replace him at this time, anyone who has the opportunity to aspire to the throne of the palace lord will inevitably make trouble.
At this time, in the Dao Ling Qiong realm, even if you don’t fight by yourself, how can you deal with foreign enemies?
Mu Yu was not surprised, and then asked: "Even if we are forced to retreat from the sect guard, will the Tailing Sect have a chance to take the palace master of the Dome Realm into his pocket?"
Several Taoists were still indifferent.
Tailing Sect is the leader of all Taoist sects and is deeply tabooed by all sects. Even those small sects are willing to do so. The other major sects that can compete with Tailing Sect will definitely not sit back and watch.
Seeing this, Mu Yu chuckled: "It is naturally a good thing to have more vassal sects. But it also depends on the price and whether it is appropriate. Although our Tailing Sect is strong, but if we want to compete head-on with this Blood Sword Demon King, we can't.
How certain are you—"
While he was speaking, another spiritual talisman fell from the distance.
Mu Yu took it in his hand. After Ling Nian examined it, he actually took in a breath of cold air.
Then he sighed and hit the talisman towards Qiuyue.
"At the seventh quarter of the hour, the Wangtian Sect was destroyed! Also perished were the seven surrounding sects, with a total of 17,000 disciples. At the fourth quarter of the hour, Tianyuan Temple appeared again. The murderous nature of this demon king was really shocking.
Shocked!"
Everyone in the room looked at each other with surprise in their eyes.
Yulan Mountain was destroyed, the Wangtian Sect was destroyed, and the Tianyuan Sect was probably about to fall as well.
There are also five or six sect disciples gathered there, and the total number is close to 20,000.
In just a few short hours, 60,000 disciples were killed under the sword of that sect——
At this time, the Taoist opposite also looked at the Shadow Bearing Stone, his face turned green and white, and finally he shook his head with the same wry smile.
"This is the bloody calamity of our Taoist sect! Na Wuxu always predicts things like a god, but this time he miscalculated and angered such a devil with no regard for the consequences. Although our Taoist sect has no face this time. I can help others to draw chestnuts from the fire.
, is also something that a wise man will not take. As Junior Brother Mu Yu said, it is better not to cause fire and burn yourself——"
Qiu Yun was slightly distracted, he was thinking the same thing at the moment. This matter was decided like this.
Although the Tailing Sect was powerful, they were still unable to defeat the sect guard if they wanted to surround him. Even if this person did not flee, he would probably lose dozens of people, which was really not worth it.
There is another thing that is quite regrettable. Xuan Wenzong's Hui Guang Jian can only be traced back to when Zong Shou's sword cut him down without ruins.
At this time, we still don’t know its true reality, what it is, and what kind of magical swordsmanship it possesses——
It is impossible to know the enemy without the mistakes of Xu. Having learned from the past, Tailing Sect will never make the same mistakes again.
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Almost at the same time, a middle-aged Taoist in his thirties, east of Yunlu in the Middle Earth, walked out of the Taoist temple hall with a pale face and a panic-stricken look on his hand.
When several people with similar looks nearby saw this strange behavior, they also followed him in confusion.
They fled all the way and arrived more than dozens of miles away. Here you can see a large river flowing in the distance. There is an island in the middle of the lake. The spiritual power is dense, and the scenery on the island is also perfect.
But at this moment, there was an extra person in the sky. He was wearing a golden robe, holding a blood sword, and huge black thunder wings were spread out. Dozens of invisible silver dots were swirling around his body.
The thunderous sword light was slashing down from the sky! After only a moment of stalemate, the spiritual light talisman rising on the island was broken one after another by bits of sharp sword energy.
Two points of light, one gold and one silver, swirled around the sword. Every time they passed by, all the talismans were swept away.
The entire formation was collapsing and disintegrating. And the small island in the middle of the lake was slowly sinking under the huge pressure!
"This Floating Water Temple can't hold on anymore! Could it be a ghost? There are obviously more than ten thousand people, but it can't hurt that person at all."
"Huh? Those spiritual realms actually escaped before the formation was broken. How could this happen?"
"Who is this person? So domineering?"
"Could it be a monk from the Immortal Realm? Just leave those world-protecting venerables alone?"
"This person is not from Wonderland——"
The first middle-aged Taoist who rushed out of the Taoist temple shook his head solemnly.
"This person is the Blood Sword Demon Lord!"
"Demon Lord?" Everyone was puzzled. The name of the Demon Lord was only shared by a few legendary figures among the ancient demon clan.
However, none of them have ever been named Blood Sword.
The next moment, I heard the Taoist say again: "It's Donglin Demon King Zongshou! Just yesterday, this man had killed Wu Xu, the master of the Dao Ling Qiong Realm Palace -"
Everyone suddenly realized that Zong Shou’s name was unknown to everyone in the world at this time.
This is the only way to dare to poke the Taoist tiger's beard?
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