The purple energy wrapped around Zong Shou's fingertips, but it couldn't be absorbed into his body at all.
This is because the power of the spirit in this body is already full and cannot absorb any more.
After he was forced to kill Zi Guizi that day, he still couldn't help but think about the green fire turtle.
In the end, the only option was to freeze it with a thicker layer of ice, and then suppress it with more than a dozen mountain-holding talismans. Then it was thrown into a stolen space magic weapon.
It is larger than the spirit mustard ring, with a radius of thousands of feet, which is just enough to accommodate it.
And this Jade Fire Black Turtle was barely able to do so and was considered to be 'sealed' by him.
Then he continued to kill several groups of Taoist cultivators above the sea of clouds and outside the void.
It wasn't until those scattered Holy Fire Silver Ants could no longer be found, and there were traces of Dao Sect Spiritual Realm, that they returned to Central Cloud Continent.
In the past few days, Zong Shou spent most of his time searching for Taoist temples belonging to the 'Yuqing' series.
Sure enough, we found a lot along the way. The bigger the city, the more believers. The more divine power we can extract from the statues.
Although there are only a million people living here, due to its proximity to the Dao Spiritual Vault, there are many believers and they are extremely devout.
Therefore, the divine power extracted is not only rich, but also purer.
It's a pity that this physical body can only absorb about three-quarters of the amount today, and it can't hold another half.
On Han Xi's side, it was still the same. Every time he swallowed the divine core, it would always turn into a cocoon and be digested for a while.
However, the time is getting shorter and shorter, and the effect is also insignificant.
The original twelve silver ants have grown to eighteen. The carapace blade arms have been enhanced to a level that is infinitely close to the spiritual realm, and the escape speed has also increased significantly.
As for Han Xi's body, no changes can be seen. Only the spiritual patterns on the surface of the carapace are becoming more and more obvious. They have both simplicity and complexity, which seems to be extremely mysterious.
And the sacred silver fire makes the lake of light even more holy, brilliant and gorgeous.
Although there is a slight trace of resentment rising up here, it is nowhere near the two of them.
Zong Shou's sword intent prevented the evil nightmare from getting close to him. But Han Xi's whole body was covered with silver light and flames. The evil force and resentment would be completely purified as soon as she got closer.
"It turns out that this divine power to forge a body is not limitless -"
He just stood here in a daze, not just meditating in a daze. He was waiting for his body to 'digest' part of the divine power stored in his body.
But after half an hour, he still couldn't absorb the purple energy lingering on his fingertips.
From this point of view, it is not that the 'space' within him is insufficient, but that it has really reached its limit.
In fact, it's right to think about it. If this divine power can be swallowed up without restriction, wouldn't it be easy to become invincible in the world?
There is absolutely no good thing in this world that can reach heaven in one step.
After only thinking for a moment, Zong Shou simply released his hold on the purple energy and allowed this trace of divine power to disperse between heaven and earth.
At this time, there was still silence in the entire city.
Most of the people in the city stayed behind closed doors. It was daytime, but there was no one on the streets, and it felt like a ghost land.
And the martial arts spiritual masters from all directions, either cautiously or with hostility, thinking they were hidden, all pried over with their spiritual thoughts. Only a few of them tried their best to restrain their Qi, for fear that Zong Shou would notice.
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Zong Shou was too lazy to pay attention to these low-level cultivators and was unwilling to take action against them, but he could not tolerate their offense.
As soon as his thoughts were revealed, he flicked outward, and those annoying spiritual thoughts were swept away. No one could continue to peek.
With a sneer, Zong Shou walked to the east. After a few steps, he was dozens of miles away and out of the city.
Then about half a quarter of an hour later, we arrived at a mountain peak floating in mid-air.
This is Cuiming Peak, the mountain gate of the Star Killing Sect, a medium-sized sect under the Dao Ling Qiong Realm.
Cut off half of the mountain peak, draw a talisman formation, turn it upside down, and float it seven thousand feet in the air.
Receive the infusion of star power from all over the sky, although there is no dragon vein gathering here.
But the spiritual power is extremely powerful, only under the Holy Land Lingfu.
But at this time, the Cuiming Peak was empty of people, and there was not even a single person in sight.
Zong Shou Ling Nian searched for it privately and finally put it away helplessly.
Not only was there no one there, there wasn't even any valuable property.
Judging from the situation here, it is definitely not because he stayed in the city for too long just now. It is because this place was abandoned three days ago.
This is not the first case he has encountered. Ever since he intercepted and killed those Taoist spiritual realm monks returning from Donglin and then returned to Central Yunlu, this has happened to dozens of sects in a row.
These Taoist sects have completely lost their face. They no longer refuse to defend their territory and decisively give up wherever they go. All the sect disciples have also dispersed and are hiding outside.
No matter how much Zong Shou wreaks havoc, he still refuses to show his face. It is even more shameful than that Jade Fire Black Turtle.
At this time, even as determined as he was, he felt a little helpless.
It's like a punch hitting cotton, unable to apply force. This situation has no solution at all.
Looking up at the sky with his hands behind his hands, Zong Shou fell into deep thought again. He was unwilling to retreat, and it was useless to advance. Maybe he really should consider going back.
After thinking for a moment, Zong Shou shook his head again. Before retreating, he had one last thing to complete.
He was about to take another step, but then he felt the space around him distort for a while.
Zong Shou frowned, and there was a hint of surprise in his eyes.
When this qi machine came over, there was no reaction in his spiritual sense.
Just as he was thinking this, he saw the water ripples breaking through the cloud barrier and appearing in front of him.
But his face was cold and expressionless, showing no intention of getting close to him.
Zong Shou felt strange and his pupils shrank. It was not one person who came here, but two people!
As soon as this thought came up, a ray of colorful light gathered in front of my eyes, and the spiritual energy wrapped around me.
Within a moment, a figure of a twenty-year-old Taoist appeared. He was extremely young, with a face as white as jade, dressed in Taoist attire, and holding a fly whisk. It gave the impression that it was like ice jade shrouded in smoke, ethereal coming out of the dust.
, and like a dream.
"My poor Taoist Yuanmeng has met the king!"
The man looked at Zong Shou up and down, then nodded calmly.
The next moment, a vast and boundless pressure of thoughts filled the Cuiming Peak.
Shui Lingbo then nodded: "Long time no see. How are you, Your Majesty? Shui Lingbo is polite here!"
Zong Shou's right hand subconsciously held the sword. Against the Yuan Meng's thoughts, he looked at this person.
Is this a divine realm?
Yuan Meng? He had never heard of such a character in his previous life.
Even in that virtual illusion, I don't deserve to know its name.
If nothing unexpected happens, this must be the cultivation of the divine realm that suppresses the Dao Ling Qiong realm.
Although it was only an incarnation image thousands of miles away, the vast coercion still made one's heart palpitate.
But he was too lazy to return the greeting. Zong Shouqiang looked at him despite the intimidating gaze, and then grinned: "Remember that Gu Yu Dao Sect will never stop until death?"
Yuan Mengzi frowned, and seemed to feel that it was impossible to force Zong Shou into submission with just his thoughts. Then he looked at Shui Lingbo again, who said with an indifferent expression: "Lingbo came here because of other things. We met by chance today, so I came here to be a witness. If Senior Yuan Meng wants Ling Bo to make peace for you two at home, then please invite Senior and someone else."
Zong Shou felt strange when he heard this. What on earth is going on with these two people?
But he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. Looking at Shui Lingbo's condition, Cangsheng Dao didn't seem to be controlled by the Dao Spirit Vault Realm.
Yuan Mengzi snorted coldly, seeming extremely dissatisfied. In the end, he didn't say anything and spoke directly to Zong Shouyan.
"If the monarch is willing to return to Qiantian Mountain, he will not set foot in Central Yunlu within three months. Our Taoist sect can also promise that within three years, we will never take action against the civilians of Donglin Yunlu and Huizhou Island!"
There was no question in the tone, and the words were decisive, as if he had already made up his mind.
Zong Shou felt angry because this Yuan Mengzi was really interesting.
Within three years, he will never take action against the civilians of Donglin Yunlu and Huizhou Island. It is only three years, and the promise does not include Zong Shou.
In fact, it would be a good thing if the people under Qian Tianshan's rule could be kept out of the battle between him and the Taoist sect.
It's just that this time is too short. The battle between him and the Taoist sect must last for tens of millions of years. It does not include what his Zong Shou wants most.
In addition, Yuan Mengzi's words and demeanor were particularly unpleasant.
There was absolutely no smile on his face, and his eyes were as sharp as razors.
"Then what if you are unwilling to go back?"
"If the monarch has any conditions, he can put them forward."
Yuan Mengzi seemed to have expected Zong Shou to ask this question, and shook his head indifferently.
"But in my opinion, it would be better for the monarch to agree. In the past ten thousand years, no one who has violated our sect has survived in this world. Even the monarch is the most talented person in our Yun Realm in these ten thousand years. , invincible in this world. I am afraid that I cannot bear the wrath of my Taoist sect!"
Zong Shou smiled and pretended not to have heard Yuan Mengzi's threat.
"If you want to retreat alone, you can leave! Thirty-nine-level spiritual stones will compensate my millions of dead people. Within thirty years, I will not harm the civilians under Qian Tian's rule! Finally, hand over all those who participated in the massacre of the people under Gu's rule. Qian Tianshan will deal with it!"
Upon hearing the first condition, Yuan Mengzi's pupils opened sharply, and the last sentence was filled with anger.
"Arrogant!"
The coercion of that thought became more and more fierce: "As the king of a country, you really don't know how to advance or retreat! I can make the decision and give you five thousand nine-level spiritual stones from the Tianshan Mountains. But it cannot be regarded as compensation, but as compensation. Charity. The second condition can be shortened to within ten years. Within ten years, we will never violate each other. As for the end, I can pretend that I have never heard of it. If the monarch is willing to agree, then you can go away——"
Upon hearing this, Zong Shou's hand holding the sword suddenly burst with veins. Then he calmed down and smiled calmly.
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