Welcome everyone to:. The mighty power surged out from a distance. It spread out and the entire land hundreds of miles away was turned into powder.
The two powerful and huge thoughts collided, and immediately set off a storm of soul power, scattering in all directions.
Zong Shou raised his eyebrows and tried his best to support himself on the spot, fighting against the remaining power of the storm and the majestic soul pressure.
Then he saw the huge dragon claw suddenly appearing in the air, smashing Yuan Mengzi's body into pieces, causing blood to fly.
Zong Shou saw this, but he didn't show much joy. He knew that Yuan Mengzi's body seemed to have been shattered and he had died.
But when anyone reaches this level, he can be reborn even with a drop of blood. If you want to kill him, even if he is as strong as Ao Kun, you still need to waste some effort.
Sure enough, just when the blood powder was about to disperse and escape, a huge golden flame suddenly rose from the dragon's claws. It burned and expanded, trapping all the blood powder inside.
But at this time, another bit of blue light fell from the sky. It shuttled from the sky not far away. If you look carefully, it is a sword light, which is leisurely and sharp.
Wherever it passed, time and space shattered, the golden flames dispersed, and the power was only under the dragon's claws.
And the huge dragon claw, at the moment when the golden flame was about to be completely chopped, bounced up again. With a flick of its bent toe, it hit the green sword light.
After a loud "buzz" sound, the sword light shattered. A wound appeared on the dragon's claw, and a trace of golden blood dripped out.
After that, a little bit of fly ash scattered downward from the golden flame.
Seeing this scene, Shui Lingbo sighed softly.
"Both body and soul are really destroyed! That sworn brother of yours is really ruthless! From now on, it will be difficult for the Taoist sect to let go."
Zong Shou breathed a sigh of relief. He also sighed hypocritically,
"If I had known this, why bother?"
He has sacrificed so much, if he still can't kill Yuan Mengzi, this trip will be in vain.
As for Shui Lingbo, he didn't take it to heart at all.
He and Daomen were mortal enemies as early as a year ago. If you die and I die, there is no other possibility.
Now it's just another debt, it's not painful or itchy——
Seeing that the ashes dispersed, Yuan Mengzi's soul no longer existed in the world. Zong Shou had another thought and returned to his own sea of consciousness.
Then it was discovered that Xiaori had withdrawn from here. However, the silver-white dragon was still there.
This Yin dragon is only in the early stage of the divine realm. But the Yin dragon is originally the soul of the dragon clan after they lost their body, transformed by the power of gathering Yin evil. In addition to being invisible, the best thing it is good at is soul fighting.
technique.
Therefore, after the fight with Yuan Mengzi just now, he was still unscathed.
It seems that he stayed in his Yuanhun just to use his eyes to observe the situation after Yuan Mengzi retreated.
Seeing his death, he wanted to leave. As soon as the dragon's body waved, he turned back.
Zong Shou felt that it was extremely strange. He still half believed Kong Rui's words of "protecting the holy beast".
But today, this 'Yin Dragon' took action in time. It made him safe this time, but it was true.
Although this guy is occupying the magpie's nest and occupying the Abi throne. It is indeed very annoying.
But if you can get help from another god, you will still make a lot of money.
Speaking of which, this dragon is far away in Qiantian Mountain. It is a hundred thousand miles away from here. How did it get here?
As his thoughts flashed, Zong Shou's face was filled with a 'enthusiastic' fake smile, and he said hello to the silver-white giant dragon.
"Brother Long! I'm polite here."
It is completely different from the previous attitude. Regardless of whether it is a 'sacred beast that protects the country', it still needs to be won over first.
The silver-white dragon was obviously startled. Then it felt extremely uncomfortable and shivered all over its body.
He looked at Zong Shou strangely, then ignored him. He shook his head with a "chi" sound, snorted, and refused to pay attention to him anymore. He moved his figure and passed by Zong Shou.
The movement of the dragon's body caused waves of turmoil in Zong Shou's soul.
Zong Shou was extremely embarrassed and tried his best to stabilize the turbulent sea of souls again.
I cursed secretly in my heart and vowed that one day, sooner or later, I would chop this stupid dragon into pieces and skin it!
This guy is even more arrogant than Ao Kun.
But this time, his thoughts finally came through clearly.
The coming and going of this silver-white dragon is precisely through the Throne of Abi. The mind and heart are connected, and it is almost integrated with his kingly power.
"What's the reason for this?"
Puzzled, Zong Shou could only let go temporarily, his consciousness left the soul sea and returned again.
The Yin Dragon left in just one breath. But at this moment, the surrounding world was still filled with deathly silence.
The huge dragon claw in the distance has disappeared. And there are hundreds of soul thoughts nearby, but there is no movement anymore. It seems that they don't even dare to take a breath. It is so quiet that it is terrifying.
Only Shui Lingbo was very nervous and didn't care.
"With Yuan Mengzi's death, this sect is really in trouble."
Halfway through her words, she saw Zong Shou's face, which was extremely ugly. She didn't know that Zong Shou had just been defeated in front of the 'Sacred Beast that Protects the Country'. She thought it was this guy, and even received a blow from Yuan Mengzi, but he also suffered.
The creation is not shallow.
A slightly worried look appeared in his eyes. Shui Lingbo carefully sensed it with his spiritual sense. When he realized that Zong Shou Yuanshen was indeed fine, he felt relieved.
"After this battle, your Tianshan Mountains will probably have a better life for a few decades?"
Zong Shou thought for a while, and then smiled: "It should last thirty years! It's not just the lonely Qiantian Mountain, but also the common people like us?"
After a series of confrontations, the prestige of the Dao Ling Qiong Realm had already reached its lowest point. It could be said that it had fallen to the lowest point.
When Yuan Mengzi died, the last layer of his face was peeled off.
In the next few decades, the Dao Ling Qiong Realm will first have to deal with the Demon Dao of Middle Earth and spy on the many mineral veins and mountains under its control.
He also had to deal with the pressure from Dashang and the pressing pressure from Tailing Sect and Daoling Sect.
It is necessary to rebuild the prestige among the three thousand sects, and it is also necessary to deal with the dispute between the Middle-earth families and the Great Shang royal family——
It is no longer possible to make any big move against Qiantian Mountain. Even if there is any, it will only be limited to people of his Zong Shouyi and Ao Kun's level.
At this time, there is not much remaining power to oppress other sects.
That's why Zong Shou said that the people who benefited also benefited from it.
In fact, the same is true for the Sword Sect and Buddhism. The Dao Ling Qiong realm has no time to care about others, and it will be a lot easier in the next few decades.
At this moment, Zong Shou's heart felt relaxed.
Zong Shou doesn't care about the spiritual stone compensation. It's also impossible for the Taoist sect to hand over those people who participated in many tragedies in Donglin Yunlu.
The only thing I care about is that I don't want to implicate the innocent people under my command anymore.
Didn’t Yuan Mengzi refuse to give it to him? Then he, Zong Shou, would come and get it himself!
Shui Lingbo smiled sweetly when he heard this, his eyes moving.
The most satisfying thing is that Zong Shou said, "I am the Dao of Cang Sheng", obviously he does not regard Cang Sheng Dao as an outsider.
"But you still need to be careful. In this battle, you only hurt the authority of Dao Ling Qiong Realm in the cloud world. The accumulation of Dao Ling Qiong Realm for thousands of years is no small matter. Dozens of sects, nearly a hundred spiritual realms, and one Yuan Mengzi is insignificant.
.At this time, the spiritual tide is rising, and it will take up to ten years
, you can recover as before. There are also many strong people outside the realm who have not returned. From my perspective, Zong Shou, your battle is still a bit reckless. It is ridiculous to challenge such a behemoth with the body of an ant.
?It’s better to lurk as minions and accumulate strength——”
When Zong Shou heard this, he couldn't help but laugh, and stared intently at Shui Lingbo.
"Did Senior Brother Han ask you to say these last few words?"
The Shui Lingbo was suffocated, his face looked slightly embarrassed, and then he looked calm.
"It's the same in our family's eyes."
Zong Shouze smiled and said nothing. He neither agreed nor refuted.
The Taoist sect is a huge monster. Fighting against it will definitely not happen overnight.
But even if you have to tolerate it, you still need a safe environment.
Only by fighting can you make peace. You must force the Taoist sect to ignore you. The only way is to cut off all the minions that are reaching out!
Besides, although the gains from this battle were small, compared to the entire Taoist sect, they were indeed nothing, but they could add up to big things.
Cut off its claws and teeth and cut off its branches.
Take your time step by step, and sooner or later you will dig out the foundation of the giant mountain called Daomen and push it away.
Seeing Zong Shou's expression, Shui Lingbo knew that he didn't really care about this person. He shook his head slightly at that moment: "Yuan Mengzi is dead. Zong Shou, what are you going to do next? Continue to seal the door and challenge?"
Zong Shou said "Hey", reached out and grabbed the nameless sword stuck on the ground in his hand.
It feels a little heavy as soon as I pick it up, and the quality of this sword seems to have improved a lot.
After thinking for a moment, Zong Shou recalled the time just now when Yuan Mengzi's soul was shattered and his soul power was scattered.
At that time, he was in the sea of consciousness, trying to communicate with the 'national guardian beast' that refused to accept soft or hard advice.
However, his thoughts were still able to sense the outside world. It seemed that at that moment, most of Yuan Mengzi's scattered soul power was absorbed into the nameless sword.
But it was not given back to him, it was probably used to temper the sword body.
He still doesn't know what this sword was made from. When it first came into his hands, it was only equivalent to a middle-grade magic weapon.
But within just one year, the sharpness of the sword had already reached the top level.
Especially in the past ten days, dozens of sects have been slaughtered, and nearly a hundred spirit realms have been killed. Almost every day, the quality of this sword has improved a lot.
"What a weird thing——"
After murmuring softly, Zong Shou sheathed the sword and then showed a bright smile.
"Of course I'm running away! If I don't leave, most of the people there will have to fight for their lives."
Even if it is like a mournful soldier, it may not be impossible to win. But now that what has happened today, those who are watching around will no longer sit back and watch.
It would be wise not to continue!
Besides, at this time, his barrier is about to be broken, and the calamity is approaching, so it is not appropriate to stay any longer.
With a flick of his sleeves that he thought was cool, Zong Shou was about to run away when he heard Shui Lingbo say from behind: "Why don't you wipe your nosebleed? It's so ugly."
Zong Shou's figure suddenly shook and almost fell from the air.
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