"Palace Master, please retreat quickly! This person's royal aura is blazing today, like a burning fire cooking oil, and he has the air of an emperor. Under the general situation, he cannot resist!"
Qingming was immediately horrified. The person speaking was none other than one of her uncles, named Rong Bi. He was also a Taoist saint, and could stand shoulder to shoulder with Cheng Xin.
She knew that this man was best at the art of looking at gas and shape. It was not because Rong Bi arrived in time that they could not find this trace of Yuan Wushang. This man had already sneaked into the world of Yuan Lian silently.
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But what does the phrase "The king's energy is blazing, like a burning fire cooking oil, and has the air of an emperor. Under the general trend, it is impossible to resist"?
What on earth did his uncle see just now?
Rong Bi seemed to be afraid that she wouldn't understand, so he explained: "This boy's situation has become irreversible. Looking at his aura, there are dragons and tigers surrounding him. If you forcefully stop him, you will suffer backlash! You can leave quickly!"
There was even a bit of doubt in those eyes. Although his ability to look at aura and observe shapes was excellent, there was something about the 'king aura' of the person in front of him that he couldn't understand.
I just feel that this 'qi' is a little too pure, and it is even more dazzling and hurts people's eyes.
I just took a look at him and forcibly cut off a lot of his virtues.
It is both puzzling and surprising.
Zong Shou listened with great interest on the other side. This was the first time he saw someone similar to his father-in-law Kong Rui.
This person has the art of observing Qi, but he doesn’t know how much he has seen?
Are there really 'dragons and phoenixes' wrapped around my head? Is it really pure white?
Looking at Qingming again, it was clear that there was some movement in his mind. Although he had not made any moves yet, he already had the intention to retreat.
Zong Shou suddenly burst into laughter: "As the ancients said, it is disrespectful to come and go without reciprocating! The grievances of Wuxiang gods and demons must not go unpaid. If you really let me get away so easily, I will be very unhappy——"
Qingming didn't hesitate anymore and flicked his sleeves. Cheng Xin, Rong Bi and the others understood, and immediately picked up dozens of people around them and retreated far into the void.
Zong Shou laughed out loud again, and the sword intent that protected Yuan Wushang spread out again. It moved towards the direction of these Taoist monks and stabbed at them from a distance. He ignored the rest and only locked Qingming and the two holy realms.
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Cheng Xin and Rong Bi were also instantly startled. They pressed the escape light again, and all other movements stopped simultaneously.
There was cold sweat on his face. Zong Shou's sword intent had reached the middle of the soul realm.
But there is not enough strength to support it, which is equivalent to some ordinary early stage holy realms. In their eyes, it is not a threat.
But just now, I had a feeling, and my heart surged. I felt that if the two of them just ran away without hesitation, one of them would definitely die on the spot!
But why did this sense of crisis arise?
Is that Ye Xuan, the peerless swordsman Dao Xiaoyao back then? Although this man is in the divine realm, one sword is enough to defeat three in one fight. After decades of accumulation, he must be even better than before.
It's just that this person is still restrained and has no murderous intention, so it can't be him.
So it’s Ao Yi and Ao Kun? These two people haven’t shown up yet. They are still hiding. It can’t be them——
After just one breath, the eyes of Cheng Xin and Rong Bi fell on the one hundred and eighty-four monks behind Zong Shou, wearing simple robes and holding fourth-grade magic swords.
These people did not attract their attention before. But at this moment, their pupils tightened. There was doubt and concern in their eyes. What kind of Taoist soldiers were these people?
One hundred and eighty-four immortal-level monks seemed to have voluntarily switched to practice Taoist martial arts.
Where did this Zongshou find these many immortal cultivators?
"Now that you're here, why leave in such a hurry?"
Zong Shou stroked his sword with his hand, and his murderous intent arose. As soon as he returned to the Yuanlian world that day, he was ambushed and killed. It was really unpleasant.
Suddenly feeling something in his heart, Zong Shou frowned and turned his head to look at the void on the other side, the noble and gorgeous floating giant ship.
Seeing helplessness, Zong Shou could only temporarily withdraw his sword intention.
——The owner of this place seems to be tired of waiting.
In the next moment, several vast thoughts suddenly came across the sky and penetrated this place.
Not only Zong Shou, everyone was suffocated. Rong Bichengxin across from him also frowned.
This strong pressure is too obvious. All the pressure is concentrated behind Zong Shou alone.
They breathed a sigh of relief. After being temporarily freed from the murderous intent of Zong Shou and the others, they all shook their heads and were speechless.
It is natural for several holy realms to join forces to suppress a mere fairy realm beginner here.
However, after knowing the trump cards Zong Shou had, he couldn't help but feel sad for the fate of these people.
Even if you have to rush to seek death and be reincarnated, you don’t have to be so impatient—
And just a moment later, a sneer came from afar.
"You are the king of Daqian? You are really brave! You raised an army and mobilized a large number of people. So you don't want to obey my emperor's edict and withdraw from the Yuanlianyun Realm. You are determined to join me in the Jiudu Immortal Courtyard.
Is there a winner here?"
Zong Shou's lips twitched and he temporarily let go of the dozens of Taoists across from him.
These people today, unless they have other means, can't escape from his grasp for the time being.
No matter what method Na Qingming uses, one of these three people must fall into his hands.
"So what?"
The voice is cold, but it spreads through the void. Using the materialized spirit as the medium, people near the boundary river here can hear its voice clearly.
He still stood erect, and even if the thoughts of nine holy realms came to him, he could not bend his waist slightly.
The tortures of the Nine Ultimate Hells of Death could not knock him out. Even the powerful flames could not make him bow his head.
Not to mention the mere battle in front of us?
When the voice fell, there were hundreds of lights and shadows flying out from the airship one after another,
Vast streams of Qi gradually unfolded and filled the place.
One-fifth of them are cultivators in the divine realm, while there are not many cultivators in the immortal realm.
At the pinnacle of the Immortal Realm, most of them are the masters of one realm. They command seven or eight immortal cultivators of the same level who are lower than the monks to guard one place, but they are the most difficult to mobilize.
At this time, there were only about 400 people, and two-thirds of them were obviously heaven-level Taoist soldiers from Jiudu Immortal Court.
Jiudu Juebianxian!
Zong Shou glanced at it curiously, and then looked at the others.
The first feeling is that it is still gorgeous! One hundred gods and three hundred heavenly Tao soldiers, the lineup is gorgeous and majestic.
Just the appearance of these people is enough to make many cultivators despair!
The most eye-catching thing is the nine saints. Each is occupying one side, most of them have sudden expressions and cold eyes.
"Liu Jue, Guan Zhong, Bai Daozi of Jiudu Xianting, Gu Yeye, Xinglong, Zuo Li - the red-haired man is called Ji Ming, and he is a member of the Xuanling monastery. But I don't know the other person.
——The last person, called Han Tao, is one of several sages from Jijue Immortal Court. The Tao of Fu is very impressive——"
Lu Wubing introduced them one by one behind Zong Shou, explaining their origins. He knew his deeds, his mastery of magical powers, and his weaknesses all at his fingertips, and he knew them like every family treasure.
This realm is huge. Including the ones that have not yet been discovered, it is estimated to have 60,000 worlds.
It's small to say the least. Counting the Supreme Saints and Saints, they only number a few hundred, never more than a thousand.
Once you step into the holy realm, everything you experience will be known to all realms.
Zong Shou listened obediently, but was slightly curious. Among the nine people, there was one missing.
And just as he looked, the one hundred and eighty-four Origin Sea Demon Slayers behind him dispersed one after another.
Consciously take their respective positions and line up according to the rehearsed formation.
But it’s Little Zhou Tiantai, the Demon-Slaying Array!
One hundred and eight people are the main ones, and the remaining seventy-six people list two Taishang Tiangang Demon Slaying Formations, which are divided on both sides to supplement and protect the main formation.
At this moment, a jade chariot slowly emerged from the giant boat.
Astonishingly, a man in a dragon robe was sitting on the chariot. The clothes and accessories were all purple and gold, luxurious but not vulgar.
He has a square face and elegant demeanor. Sitting on the jade chariot, he feels like a majestic mountain.
His eyes were also indifferent and cold, looking at Zong Shou as if he were a child.
Zong Shou only took one look and knew that this person must be the Lord of the Nine Capitals Immortal Court - Liu Muchen!
In addition to being surprised and surprised, the smile at the corner of his lips became more and more obvious.
Others didn't know why, but Qingming and the other two who were not far away knew what it meant.
His expression became increasingly ugly, and Qingming couldn't help grinding his teeth.
Now that Liu Muchen was here in person, he obviously valued Zong Shou very much and refused to give him even the slightest chance.
Although the look on his face was contemptuous, he actually took him seriously.
But why does Zong Shou need others to give him a chance?
Since his wings are full, he can proudly laugh at the world.
It would be best if the Jiudu Holy Court could do as he wished, but it didn't matter if it couldn't. Yuanlian could still be captured, but the follow-up would be a little more troublesome.
On the contrary, the arrival of the Jiudu Immortal Emperor and his 'valuation' of Zong Shou may have completely pushed the Jiudu Immortal Court into the abyss of eternal destruction.
If he didn't come, there would still be a chance, so he came this time. In a short period of time, I'm afraid no one will be able to contain this Zongshou's Daqian Immortal Dynasty.
What will happen to Zong Shou after occupying the Yuanlian world?
Qingming's thoughts spread out, and then her heart sank.
The world of Yuanlian fell. How could the world of Xiaoqian, which was guarded by only a few Dao soldiers and a few immortal cultivators, be spared?
It's a whale swallowing!
When the Jiudu Immortal Court is severely damaged or even collapsed, and its power is empty, several major forces nearby will definitely fight to the death.
No one will care about what is happening in the Yuanlian world here or what is happening in the Daqian Immortal Dynasty.
Even though I was afraid and wanted to take precautions, I couldn't care less about it for a while.
"You want to decide the outcome with me? Is this what you said? You are indeed a disciple of the highest level, fearless and fearless. He acts unscrupulously. Fortunately, I am here in person - "
But Liu Muchen didn't realize it at all, and said softly: "You really think I can't kill you?"
The words were majestic, but also extremely cold, and a ruthless murderous intention flowed across them. Unlike the other holy realms, it was even more tyrannical.
"You are a disciple of Dragon Shadow after all. I give you one last chance. Just retreat and leave Yuanlian. I can spare you one more time...)
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