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Chapter 761 Sword of the Six Gods

In just a few tens of breaths, the thirty-kilometer-wide formation was entangled and squeezed by the green vines rising from the ground.

Although from time to time, they are cut and crushed by the counterattack force of the Tiandun Zhoutian Formation, it often only takes an instant for these wooden vines to be restored to their original state.

The Yihua Master in the south was also supported by several ivy vines and reached the front of the formation.

His eyes glowed green, looking at Zong Shou on the rooftop. His voice was cold, filled with anger and sarcasm, and could be heard for hundreds of miles.

"You really think we can't help you?"

Zong Shou thought to himself that he didn't care at all about this person's words. He only frowned slightly and felt that huge vines were stretching under the ground of the formation.

It started two hours ago, and now we have almost reached the core of the formation.

It seems to be trying to cut off the earth's veins and shake the foundation of these more than 300 rooftops.

It was only because Kong Rui had been careful to take precautions that he didn't let him succeed.

However, it seems that this person must be killed first!

In addition to controlling wood and vine plants, you can also feel that the slightest breath of life is the great resurrection technique!

A fierce light appeared in his eyes. Zong Shou waved his hand and chopped up a ball of nine-ray light.

He used his mind and body in two ways: on the one hand, he was comprehending and calculating the avenue contained in the brilliance; on the other hand, he spread his thoughts far away and poured them into the Yihua Master.

A bright Yunyan flying knife also rose from the ground and flew in the air in front of him.

In the middle of the day, a clear laughter came again.

"This is the first time I have seen fellow Taoist Yihua, and I am truly angry. But these words are deeply in my heart! He slaughtered more than forty sects of my Taoist sect and beheaded the palace master. In the past ten thousand years in the Yun Realm, no one has ever been more arrogant than this person.

! How could the hundreds of thousands of disciples of our Taoist sect deserve to suffer this calamity? If we don’t kill them today, Beixuan will not be able to eliminate this hatred!”

He was still laughing at first, but later on, his tone became colder and colder.

Countless white mist surged from the north. A cold glow also descended from the starry sky.

It was already difficult for the Heavenly Escape Zhoutian Formation to deal with the vines. Although most of them were blocked at this time, there was still a trace of strong and cold power seeping into the formation.

The ground was frozen, and the 600,000 soldiers were covered with ice and frost. Some of the weaker ones were unable to move. Although they did not die immediately, the situation was not good.

Not far away, Master Xue Yan also made some moves.

"Anyone who dares to violate the Taoist sect will be killed without mercy!"

Silver flames filled the sky, and the entire sky was burning.

The dark clouds high in the sky were also torn open at this moment. A figure appeared, did not speak, and just looked at it coldly. But then there were streaks of thunder and lightning as thick as buckets, which kept winding.

Down, hit the Heavenly Escape Zhoutian Formation.

It is obvious that the 'lines' that originally divided the entire sky neatly are becoming distorted and fragmented.

The spiritual talismans within the formation were also shattered and disintegrated under the impact of the silver flames!

Almost at the same time, on the left and right sides, two rays of light, two green and one blue, suddenly crashed into the formation.

He didn't try to break the talisman. He just rushed all the way, smashing and knocking away everything in front of him.

Two people were walking with swords, and one was clashing with a hammer. One person was just a shadow, but his momentum was not inferior to that of Yihua Beixuan and others!

And just a few dozen miles away, on the hill where Shi Yue and Shi Wuji were standing.

Yuan Hai Demon Boy also laughed loudly, the sound shook the sky.

"I, Yuan Hai, can't look down on others. I am more arrogant and domineering than I, Yuan Hai! Zong Shou, you killed my sect, Luoming Mitra, a few years ago, ruining the great affairs of our Yuan Shi Demon Sect! Today, I, Yuan Hai, take your life, which is just right.

The cycle of cause and effect leads to unhappy retribution!”

The figure flashed and arrived dozens of miles away. The bodies of those who died in the battle here were all exploded. The remaining blood and energy were forcibly gathered together.

Yuan Hai also had a stabbing glove in his hand, which crashed into him!

The momentum is also overwhelming. There is nothing to counter it.

Zong Shou was too lazy to say anything, his thoughts were still locked in a distant place and he was concentrating.

Time, speed up!

Space, fold!

Cause and effect, inverted!

Destiny, locked!

The power of the law, unhurriedly, is blessed on the blade.

Now that I have some free time, in the past, when these four avenues were superimposed, I had to use the power of the Nameless Sword to drain out all the true power and soul energy in my body.

At this time, with the help of the Heavenly Escape Formation under his feet and the source spirit crazily poured into his body, it was completed easily.

At first, I didn't pay much attention to the Yihua in the distance. But just for a moment, I felt a hint of danger.

It was getting thicker and thicker, and every time Zong Shou superimposed a law on the Yunyan flying knife, he became more and more frightened.

The monks nearby were completely indifferent.

"Wonderland, it's actually a fairyland! The eight powerful men in the fairyland——"

"This Zongshou is something to be proud of!"

"We should have taken action a long time ago! Since these people are here, did they let me wait to die before?"

"With the combined efforts of eight real people, it seems that this Zong Shou is destined to die!"

"Hmph! That Yuan Hai is really annoying! What do you think of my body as a disciple?"

"That's all! It's better to have those blood energy sucked away by the Blood Sword Demon Lord inside and then settle the score with him later——"

These voices of discussion were heard one after another. But in the next moment, there was only a woman's scream, which seemed to be filled with endless fear.

Everyone followed the sound and saw that it was the flower-moving man who was originally dignified and elegant, standing on the green wood cane platform.

At this moment, he was in an extremely embarrassed state, flying down from the canopy and escaping into the distance.

The sound was shrill and shrill, as if he had encountered something extremely frightening.

Layers of force barriers were placed behind him. The figure kept moving, trying to escape from Zong Shou's mental lock.

Everyone was stunned for a moment, looking at this scene in confusion.

Then only a little silver light was seen, flying out from the rooftop again.

At this moment, it was as if time had been stopped and completely frozen!

Then, less than three hundredths of an instant later, a burst of spiritual energy suddenly exploded.

But it was Yihua Sanren who was fleeing, trying to escape outside the boundary, when a silver light shone through the back of his head.

The vast soul power could no longer be controlled and rushed out of the body.

The soul exploded and the body fell. The aura was first violently moving and seemed to be struggling and escaping. Finally, it dimmed and gradually disappeared.

This time, the surrounding areas were truly plunged into deathly silence. There were more than 200,000 monks, and no one made a sound.

The strong men in the fairyland also fell under this sword, the meaning is completely different!

At the last moment, a strange force stirred in the sky. The remaining soul of Yihua was forcibly condensed into Qi and blood, and condensed into a cyan seed, which floated in the air.

This situation made everyone present breathe a sigh of relief.

Knowing that there was a strong person in the Holy Realm, he took action outside the realm and helped Yihua Sanren.

Although he died, he retained more vitality and preserved his vitality. It only takes a few thousand years to be resurrected.

"So strong! Even those eleventh-level, magical-level martial arts are nothing more than this!"

"What kind of flying knife is this that is so powerful?"

"It's the Six Gods' Sword Controlling Technique! It's said that if you don't use this sword, it will hurt people's lives if you use it!"

"Is it absolutely true?"

It was clearly visible that the remaining seven immortals were all suffocated. They were even more cautious, and no longer had the domineering arrogance they had before.

At this time, Zong Shou's mind locked onto another person. In just a moment, the Taoist in green who was controlling the lightning in the sky changed slightly. There was a look of fear in his eyes.

He immediately ran away, directly tearing open the space, and wanted to escape from the cloud world.

But the silver sword light had already shot up from the rooftop.

There was a clear and sharp sound of "Zheng". It rushed into the heavy thunder light. Then the energy was sharp. Just when the Qingyi Taoist stepped half of his foot out of the cloud world, the sword light struck him from bottom to top.

The body was completely cut in half!

Half of his body was torn to pieces by the power of the void. Half of his body fell from the sky and was blown into minced meat by the thunder he gathered.

Zong Shou didn't even bother to take a look, so he changed his mind. This time, he was targeting the old man holding the cone on the south side.

This person has the strongest cultivation and the most domineering skills. His breakthrough speed is the fastest among the remaining six!

The distance to the rooftop was no more than ten thousand feet away. Everything we passed along the way was filled with the flesh and blood of the Qiantian warriors. Even if two people died in succession, their momentum was not lost at all.

A Yun Yan Flying Knife flew through the air again. The thin blade cut the air but made no sound.

Cause and effect, inverted!

Destiny, locked!

Thousands of feet away, the old man holding the awl also felt something at this time. He raised his thick eyebrows and showed an angry look in his eyes, but instead of retreating, he advanced forward and let out an angry howl.

"What a sword from the six gods, it's absolutely perfect! I want to see what your Zong Shou can do to me!"

His arms shook, and a black spiritual armor suddenly covered his whole body. Even his face was completely covered, making him look extremely ferocious. At the same time, two huge immortal-level dragon dragons appeared, covering both arms.

The guards fit together, their muscles were tangled, and their arms were covered with silver scales, like two huge shields.

A heavy amount of Gang Qi condensed in front of him. Several magic weapons in the shape of sword wheels flew up from his sleeves and opened up, rotating like wheels and shields to protect his whole body.

The giant cone also expanded several times at this time and rotated violently. The whole person was like a steel monster, slamming forward!

Kong Yao couldn't help but clenched the gun in his hand tightly on the rooftop, looking nervous.

Zong Shou didn't care, he narrowed his eyes and continued. But this time, it was not the power of law, but the slightest bit of sword intent that was poured into the flying knife.

Fengyun Longjian, crazy!

Instant Sky Dragon Sword, speed!

Platinum Dragon Sword, sharp!

Black and yellow tornado, heavy!

Thunder Dragon, flash!

The five sword meanings are neither overlapping characters nor combined characters. They are Taichu, one of Taichu!

The small Yunyan Flying Knife exploded with brilliance. Just when the blade gradually became unable to hold up any longer, Zong Shou touched it, flicked his sleeves, and slammed down!

This sword is as heavy as a thousand mountains and as light as a feather!

A straight knife penetrated downwards. There was almost no change and not even an inch of deviation!

But below, the old man holding the awl shrank his pupils!

When the sword light fell, the giant cone in his hand was penetrated directly! {Piaotian Literature www.ptwxz.com thanks all book friends for your support, your support is our greatest motivation}


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