The laughter penetrated the void and pierced the eardrums. The man's expression was also extremely weird at this moment. It was ferocious and twisted, as if he was in extreme pain, but also seemed to be extremely happy, gloating over his misfortune, and extremely happy.
Zong Shou was too lazy to pay attention and focused on the incoming sword light.
"Good swordsmanship!"
Not only is the swordsmanship exquisite and full of mysterious meaning, the sword intention is also sharp and erratic, with a dark and Taoist charm, which is extremely superb.
It is obvious that he is already in the Sword Intent Soul Realm, at least the middle level.
"It's a pity——"
It's a pity that the person wielding the sword is not the real person, but Jiuzhan Nestle. His mind and heart have been taken away by others, and he has been manipulated by the formless gods and demons.
I imitated 90% of the swordsmanship of this person in his lifetime, but in the end, 10% of it was unreal.
Zong Shou sighed slightly, feeling really regretful in his heart.
It is not known what happened to such a powerful swordsman, and his body was taken away by these shadow demons, and his spiritual thoughts were wiped out.
Therefore, this sword is supposed to be powerful and powerful. It can kill any god of the same level with just a few swords.
However, at this moment, in his eyes, it was really worthless.
What's more, when it comes to the art of illusioning people and minds, the nine-tailed black fox lineage is the real master of illusion.
With that illusory state of mind here, all the shadow demons need to lose 50% of their power first!
With a thought, the illusory heart mirror rose again, reaching a hundred feet above Zong Shou's head.
Like a bright moon, it scatters bunches of cyan brilliance in all directions like water.
There are also more beams of light, shining towards where the three divine realm qi machines are at this time.
As expected, the incomparable slashing sword power was slightly choked. As the energy flowed, it suddenly became difficult to flow smoothly. It also made it difficult to maintain the otherworldly sword intention.
Before he even got there, he was already showing signs of decline.
Zong Shou was about to take action, but cut it with a sword! Then he narrowed his eyes again, and the warning sign in his heart reappeared.
Just above, in the blind spot of the cyan mirror light, a ball of spiritual energy suddenly burst out and rushed down in the air.
"I have already anticipated what you can do! The remnants of the nine-tailed black fox must be exterminated by you!"
This time, it was countless shadows that attacked the mirror of joy like a storm.
And behind those tiny flying shuttles was a figure holding a long stick. It fell from the air with such violence and ruthlessness!
I don’t know how much of Mount Sumeru’s power exploded in just a few inches.
He is a monk in the divine realm, and he is much closer to the fantasy realm than Zong Shou.
In just one thousandth of three thousandths of an instant, one hundred thousandth of a blink of an eye, you have arrived at the illusory state of mind.
At this time, the faces of Feng Taiji and others around him became increasingly pale.
The already slightly wild laughter became even more unscrupulous.
This time, there are four phaseless gods and demons who are besieging Zong Shou! There are already four of them!
Around this boundary river, I don’t know if there are other god-level shadow demons lurking around -
Zong Shou raised the corners of his lips obliquely, and blood flashed in his eyes again.
——If it weren’t for the Burning World Blood Eye, we wouldn’t be able to see where these people are hiding.
Or maybe he really wants to let these people succeed this time and destroy this illusory mind mirror.
All these people's reactions to him were certainly anticipated.
However, here, is it not expected?
All unusual movements are under the light of the fantasy world’s blood pupils!
He laughed secretly in his heart, these shadow demons really thought highly of him.
Just for one shot of him, a whole five formless gods and demons were used.
He even went to great lengths to plan, just to destroy the illusory mind mirror he controlled.
Should you feel honored that you take it so seriously?
It only cost a small amount of money, so I'm afraid I can eat and drink enough this time and have a good time.
It's a pity that the quality is a little inferior. Compared with the eighth level of death prison, the formless god and demon at the peak of the divine realm is really inferior!
Seeing the long stick flying down, Zong Shou showed no reaction.
However, when the flying shadows in the sky collided with the green mirror, the phantom heart mirror only rippled for a while. Then, without waiting for the shadow of the stick to hit, it shattered into pieces and became invisible.
Everyone here was stunned when they saw this.
Could it be that this top-level fairy treasure, which had once been so prominent in the Yunhuang era of the Yun Realm and made the Shadow Demon Clan fear like a tiger, and whose power was close to that of a divine weapon, was broken so easily?
Then he saw another identical cyan mirror appear on the other side, about three breaths away.
"Illusion?"
Everyone in the distance knew the reason just by looking at it, and their eyes looked a little weird.
What kind of illusion is this? Even the formless gods and demons of the shadow demon clan can hide it.
So this mirror at this time is the real body of the Fantasy Heart Mirror?
But then he saw more illusory mind mirrors appearing in the void.
One becomes two, two becomes three, three becomes ten, then from ten to a hundred, from a hundred to a thousand.
More blue light flew in all directions, covering the space of the boundary river, leaving no blind spots.
Whether it is spiritual energy fluctuations or qi movement changes, they are all the same, making it difficult to distinguish between true and false.
The man holding the stick turned pale.
Then without hesitation, he gave up the idea of destroying the Fantasy Heart Mirror. As soon as the stick was bent, he turned to Zong Shou and hit it hard on the head!
Since it is no longer possible to tell, the true identity of the Xuanhu clan and the inherited treasure mirror is there.
Then if Chao Zongshou, a person who holds the situation, takes action, the result will be the same!
But when the encirclement was completed and the combined power of the four people was about to crush the sect guard, the four phaseless gods and demons who occupied one side only felt like a blur in front of their eyes.
The young man whom they had locked tightly with their spiritual thoughts also disappeared.
"The method of instantaneous sky!"
Almost immediately, four vast waves of divine thoughts spread out far away like waves.
First, use tyrannical power to lock and suppress the entire boundary river, as well as the laws of instantaneous space in the surrounding void.
Then, he searched this space inch by inch, not missing even a tiny bit of spiritual changes in time and space.
"Found it!"
It was still the man holding the stick who had the first impression.
"Want to escape? Where can you escape in front of us?"
In the midst of the sneer, the long stick turned into a rainbow and hit somewhere. It shattered through the void and shattered all the spaces within the speed of the fairyland.
Zong Shou's figure also appeared again. He stepped out of nothingness, with an indifferent expression, and stood in front of the god-level monk holding a giant mountain in his hand.
At this moment, the loud laughter came again: "Wasn't the Demon Lord very domineering before? Did you say that we are here to die? I don't know why the Blood Sword Demon Lord is running away again? I can see you die with my own eyes. My brutal death sword
My nephew. After today, he will be able to rest in peace—"
Nephew?
Zong Shou was startled and thought that it was no wonder. It turned out that this lunatic had a relative die in his hands. No wonder his words were so crazy and annoying.
I don’t know which one it is, and I can’t remember it. It’s just because too many people died at his hands.
After shaking his head, Zong Shou's eyes were fixed on the god-level monk holding a giant mountain in front of him.
Even if it is suppressed by the illusory state of mind, even if there are formless gods and demons that steal the body, it is not a perfect fit.
But the spirit of the immortal spirit still fills the body, the arrogance is roaring, and the soul is oppressed, making it difficult for people to even look up.
It is also clearly visible that the joy in this person's eyes seems to be a sure win for him.
The giant mountain floated away again, and in his hand, a purple-green treasure shield appeared. Following the giant mountain, it struck from the distance.
Zong Shou chuckled and held the nameless sword in his hand.
He moved in the air and got here. But it was definitely not to escape——
Dragon of the Sky!
The Black and Yellow Dragon!
Ice Chilong!
Dragon of Storm!
"Buzz!"
Amidst the sound of the sword, dragon shadows appeared on the sword body. After a moment, they reunited and formed the Taichu dragon shape.
And at the end, it’s the Platinum Dragon!
On top of the dragon-shaped phantom, all the claws and fangs appeared, as if it were an illusion and seemed real——
It also caused Zong Shou's energy to suddenly increase to the top, and then shrink to the extreme.
Then, there was a black flame burning on the sword.
It was Lei Lie Qianhua! Just a leap of the flame tip had shattered the laws of space-time nearby.
The people around him didn't realize what was going on at first, they just thought it was Zong Shou who was desperate.
But in just a moment, the expressions of the three formless gods and demons behind Zong Shou who were still far away changed dramatically.
"Middle of the soul realm! This sword intention actually contains all the magic of the soul realm! Hongkui, you can't take this sword——"
The middle-aged monk who was holding the giant mountain and the purple gold jade shield also had a look of horror in his eyes.
At the first moment, I wanted to run away and retreat.
Immediately, he discovered that he had been entangled and locked by the sword intent. It felt like he was pushed thousands of miles away at this moment.
This sword can still pursue you!
The instantaneous sword intent has turned hundreds of millions of miles into a mere inch.
Then, I want my soul to get out of this body and give up this puppet body.
However, as soon as this thought came up, I saw all the thousands of precious mirrors moving around.
All the mirror light was shining towards him.
Not to mention the soul escaping, even being in this body is unbearable.
In desperation, he could only mobilize his energy, blood and soul power with all his strength, and prepared to rely on those two treasures to resist.
At this time, Zong Shou's eyes were filled with blood again, and mysterious spiritual patterns appeared one after another.
"die!"
With a shout, the sword in his hand turned into a rainbow and struck out. Like a horse, a streak of blood flashed away.
The trajectory of the sword light has no trace of fireworks, and is otherworldly. The sword's intention is condensed and converges on the edge of the sword.
A soft sound of 'clang' was inaudible.
The huge mountain that had just melted into shape about a thousand feet was cut off with a sword from the top!
The countless forbidden array treasures inside it all collapsed one after another.
Behind the huge mountain is the purple gold jade cover.
Just when everyone thought that the sword power should be slightly blocked.
The bloody sword shadow accelerated even more. It became sharper and did not dodge or dodge. It was above the jade shield of the overbearing and domineering sword.
There was another soft 'puff' sound, and this treasure also died in response to the sound.
The cuts are smooth, as if they were born that way.
That 'Hongkui''s eyes were filled with horror for a moment. He twisted his body desperately, kept changing his trajectory, and flew backwards, trying to escape from the lock of the sword light.
In a panic, I couldn't even control my vocal cords to pronounce accurately, and my mouth just made a "huh" sound.
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