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Chapter 732 Can you escape?

"The Master of Wuxu Palace has died? Was he killed by the sect guard and fell on the top of Yulan Mountain? What a fantasy!"

"Is this true? How could it be?"

"More than fifty spiritual realms, three incarnations of divine kings, and a large Hunyuan Qi formation were also defeated? Is that Zong Shou the ancient King Chi who is not reincarnated?"

"Even if the lives of forty spiritual realm disciples are threatened, with the power of the palace master, won't they be able to stop them with just one sword?"

To the east is Yunlu, above the sea of ​​clouds. Waves of panic are spreading among the people here.

Dozens of spiritual realms and hundreds of ninth-level cultivators gathered here. There were more people rushing here with doubts. In just a moment, their faces were as pale as death.

There was a lot of discussion and panic.

Zi Guizi was among the crowd. He felt dizzy and almost fainted.

It felt like the day was about to collapse.

There are many monks here, led by Zi Guizi. But at this time, he is also completely lost and at a loss.

He is proud of his wisdom, but at this moment, he doesn't know what to do.

"What a Zong Shou, what a Blood Sword Demon King!"

Hehe smiled miserably, and Zi Guizi's eyes gradually became clear.

I remembered Kong Yao’s words not long ago.

The bloody calamity of the Taoist sect, the death of the master!

He didn't believe it before, but now, in just a few hours, it has all come true.

Even among their Taoist sect, there are not many spiritual realm monks.

The death of Wu Xu is even more painful!

He is truly worthy of being someone who can keep pace with Zhongxuan, and everything is as expected.

Another sentence also flashed through his mind.

"——Who are you, Zi Guizi, as good as one of my husband's toes?"

I thought I didn't care, but when I received the news about the battle at Yu Lanshan, I was surprised. I felt a burst of intense shame and annoyance.

He has always been conceited and confident that he can push Qian Tianshan into a desperate situation within a few months.

But the final result made his return home seem like a joke.

"The meaning of Qiong Realm is that we rush back to Qian Realm as soon as possible to stabilize the situation."

Qingming stood with a sword in hand, facing the east, looking at the rising sun. His eyes were unpredictable, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"What do you think, Zi Guizi? The current situation is such that we have to turn around. It's better to make a decision as soon as possible."

Return?

Zi Guizi straightened his body suddenly, his eyes were red and his eyes were about to burst: "If we go back now, where will our Taoist sect's face be? That sect guard wants to destroy our Taoist sect. Then let's fight each other, let's see who can't bear it first.

! I will be outside, and I will not accept your orders. There are only a dozen spiritual realm elders. If you dare to point fingers in front of me, Zi Guizi will kill him with one sword!"

Qingming sighed, seeing this for the first time. His friend was so cool that he almost lost his mind.

"That's a good statement! That sect's defense is no match for my sect."

Her voice was still calm, but there was a hint of coldness in Qingming's words.

"In three hours, the Wangtian Sect will be destroyed, the Tianyuan Guan Sect will be destroyed, and the Fu Shui Sect will be destroyed. So far, nearly 120,000 disciples have been killed or injured——"

Zi Guizi was startled and looked at Qingming in astonishment, not knowing what he meant.

But the last number made him feel frightened again.

This is the revenge of that sect guard. If you slaughter my people, you will destroy your sect——

"I don't know how much the Lingqiong Realm will have to lose before we can kill this demon?"

Having said this, Qingming shook his head slightly: "Not to mention that Qiongjing will never let you have your own way, even if you agree. At this time, military morale is no longer available. You, Zi Guizi, are well versed in the art of war, why do you need me to explain it to you?

?”

Zi Guizi was silent and looked around. He saw many monks, either with angry expressions or anxious eyes.

Some are because their sects have been destroyed and are thinking of seeking revenge against the sect shou. Some are eager to rush back to the spiritual realm and participate in the fight for the position of palace master.

What I am more worried about is that the sect to which my family belongs will be poisoned by the sect guard.

The morale of the army has been dissipated, and there is no longer any will to fight. Even if there are still a few people who want to continue to vent their anger in East Linyunlu and avenge the heinous blood feud, they probably won't be able to get it in the hands of Kong Yao.

With a long sigh, Zi Guizi also stood up: "Then go back!"

He thought for a moment, and then said in a concentrated voice: "It's best to spread out as much as possible! Never get together in one place."

Qingming was startled for a moment, and then realized something. Could it be that he was worried that Zongshou would ambush him midway?

The next moment, Zi Guizi had already explained his doubts: "Compared with the other sects of the Zhongtu Dao Sect, I'm afraid it's us who Shou Shou hates more! We have to be on guard against—"

Qingming thought for a while and nodded.

"Can!"

There was a bit of bitterness in his eyes.

There are more than a hundred spiritual realm cultivators here, and the number of ninth-level cultivators is even more than 500.

The power of aggregation, except for those in the sky, is unparalleled in the world.

But it may not be possible to prevent Zong Shou's ambush. This person's swordsmanship is the best in the world. His own escape speed is also very strong. It is said that he has mastered many time and space methods, and with the demon-proof shuttle in his hand, he can fight and escape.

.

And this place is a hundred thousand miles away from the Dao Spirit Dome Realm.

If that person concentrates on fighting, he will be gone with one strike. I am afraid that less than five or six tenths of the more than 700 people here can return to the Dao Spirit Vault Realm safely!

Unless you fight according to the formation, you can have a chance of winning.

At this time, Zi Guizi looked in the direction of Xuexun City with worried eyes.

He has a wishful thinking here, but that woman may not be able to make him wishful thinking.

Once the outcome of the battle at Yu Lanshan is known, there will definitely be a reaction!

In the sky above Xuexun City, Kong Yao was handing a tiger talisman to Zong Yuan.

"All the Blood Cloud Cavalry and Black Fox Cavalry are following and chasing?"

Zong Yuan was shocked and looked at the opposite side: "If you check carefully, you are not afraid of Zi Guizi. The plan is to ambush him? Or if it is a Taoist sect, take advantage of the empty sky of Tianshan Mountain and backhand you with a knife, the consequences are unpredictable."

Although the Blood Cloud Cavalry is strong, if they work together to deal with forty or fifty spiritual realms, they are already at their limit.

What's more, there are nearly 20,000 sixth-level Taoist soldiers scattered in the Dao Spirit Dome Realm, who can respond at any time.

"He doesn't dare!"

Kong Yao shook his head, looking calm and confident. Seeing that Zong Yuan was still doubtful, he had to add an explanation.

"It is because of his intelligence that he knows that your Majesty will never let him go so easily. At this time, Zi Guizi should be thinking about how to save his life and return to the Dao Spirit Vault safely."

Zongyuan thought for a while. It was indeed the case. Then he bowed and bowed, accepting the order.

"This time, Danquan Sect, Kongqi Sect and Fu Ling Sect will also send people to help you. Although Kong Yao is fully confident in this battle, he still needs to be careful. If my commander's prediction is correct, then Zi Guizi will definitely

I will choose to disperse and return to confuse your superiors—"

A hint of coldness appeared at the corners of Kong Yao's lips. Only in this way could he return to the Heaven Realm safely.

If hundreds of people gathered together, her 'husband' would definitely ignore everyone else and choose this leader to kill.

Looking east again, I felt in a trance.

The death of the leader and the bloody calamity of the Taoist sect were really what her father said!

To kill the master of the Taoist sect with just one sword, I wonder what kind of grace it is?

I also thought about where that man was at this time? What did he think of her, Kong Yao?

She was said to be a princess, but she was still a virgin - why did this sentence sound so embarrassing and unhappy in my heart at that time?

With her face feeling hot, Kong Yao shook her head violently. She thought that this situation was exactly what she had wanted since she was a child.

Being able to raise millions of elite soldiers and fight on the battlefield, what else is there to be dissatisfied about?

But inexplicably, I felt extremely lonely in my chest.

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At this time, Zong Shou was on a ruins tens of thousands of miles away.

The nameless sword floated beside him, and beneath his feet was a dusty ruin and a line of blood.

"Forty-three! Two hundred and twenty-three thousand, four hundred and fifty——"

The nameless sword is already drinking human blood. The murderous murderous aura on Zong Shou's body is getting stronger and stronger.

In the battle of Yulan Mountain, his killing sword intent was only at the level of his first sword spirit.

In just a few hours, he had reached the peak of his soul realm.

Zong Shou suspected that if things continued like this, this killing swordsmanship might be able to enter the soul realm faster than other swordsmanship.

When the soul gathers, the soul will be born——

During the battle at Yulan Mountain, Zong Shou actually had a glimpse of the secrets of the sword soul level.

But he knew in his heart that this level of swordsmanship was definitely not what the current physical body and soul could bear, so it was better to let it go first.

If you really want to break through, it's not impossible. But once you use it, you will definitely die.

Next to her, Han Xi formed a cocoon with the twelve silver ants again.

The one he destroyed this time was a sect called Mingshengdao, and several sects gathered here.

The situation was very similar to the previous ones. But this time, the Taoist temple here invited a god named ‘Xuanjun Tailing’ from the very beginning.

His body is like a red bird, surrounded by flames, and his strength is approximately equal to that of a fairy.

Cooperating with the spiritual formation, it took Zong Shou a lot of effort to kill him.

Naturally, the harvest afterwards was quite gratifying.

That divine power has been absorbed by him through the Devouring Heavenly Yuan Transformation, and has sunk into his physical body.

Then I realized that Han Xi was actually not very interested in divine power.

What I really like is the statue itself, which has been refined by the thoughts of hundreds of millions of believers over the years, and the divine core contained within it.

These things were of no use to him, so Zong Shou was happy and generous.

At this time, he was trying his best to search for the soul memory of the Mingsheng Dao Master.

I have always wondered why these gods are not seen in other extinct Taoist sects. But only the Dao Spirit Firmament Realm can exist with this Mingsheng Tao——

He didn't dare to be interested before, but now he is eager for it!

"Sectarian dispute? So that's it——"

Zong Shou squeezed the remaining soul in his hand and crushed it into pieces.

According to this person's memory, although the three thousand sects of this sect are not weak in strength.

However, it has no jurisdiction over secular Taoist temples, so it is naturally impossible to cultivate gods.

The Tao is born in the Ming Dynasty, but it is a bit special. In the southeast, it is preached in the wilderness.

It took thousands of years to create such a protector and deity, ‘Xuanjun Tailing’.

At this time, Taoist temples all over the world were divided into three sects, Yuqing, Shangqing, and Taiqing, which were governed by Dao Ling Qiong Realm, Tai Ling Sect, and Dao Ling Sect respectively.

Originally, the Taiqing lineage was the most powerful, but since the split of Jianzong, it has declined a lot. {Piaotian Literature www.ptwxz.com thanks all book friends for your support, your support is our biggest motivation}


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