The only exception was the last time. Strictly speaking, it was actually used when he was in the Yuanshen realm. However, due to the various spiritual objects and Xuantian Guizang Qi used by Zhuang Wudao at that time, the battle soul was exempted from the impact on his Yuanshen.
harm.
Therefore, in the Yuanshen realm, he still has three opportunities to summon war spirits.
But each of these three opportunities is extremely precious. How can it be used on these bastards?
However, he and his fellow sect members tried every means to conceal the Blood Ape War Spirit. Fifth senior brother Sikong Hong even did not hesitate to kill his fellow sect members for this purpose, killing them to silence him and cut off the news.
But it seems that the battle at Shiling Buddha Cave that day was still missing after all.
But so what? At this time, he has matured his wings and has a rich background. Now in the world of Tianyi Cultivation, even if he knows that he has an immortal-level fighting spirit in his hand, who can do anything to him? Who can kill him?
"This is the fifth-level god-conferring talisman? Sealing the fighting spirit?"
The sword spirit also noticed it, and chuckled in a relaxed tone: "Interesting, it seems that the preparations of this demon stabbing sect master are quite comprehensive, and he is bound to win against you. But, couldn't they have figured out who you are, the sword master?"
Is it an immortal-level battle spirit or a divine beast? Although the fifth-level god-conferring talisman is good, how can it be possible to block an immortal-level battle soul? Isn't this a useless effort?"
Zhuang Wudao didn't say a word, but the King's Curse Seal of Abiping under the soles of his feet was heating up slightly.
Just because today, he would kill these seven people at any cost. Just because here, there is a soul that interests King Abiping.
"I wonder how the sword master plans to deal with it? Pay attention to the stars in the sky. The core of this technique is still the seven-star Yuan Chen. With the strength of the sword master at this time, although the sword master can handle it, it is a bit reluctant. I wonder, sword master, if you want me to help you
?It will definitely make sure that none of these seven people escape, eh——"
With a cry of surprise, the sword spirit had also noticed the changes in Zhuang Wudao's body. A trace of heat was rapidly spreading upward from the soles of Zhuang Wudao's feet.
It was completely different from the previous battle at the Shiling Buddha Cave. At that time, Zhuang Wudao's internal energy was very strong, but it was too mixed. The power of the blood ape, the innate Yuanling, and the Kunyuan chalcedony were all mixed together.
In one place, when Zhuang Wudao used the curse seal, it was still helpful, but after Xuantian Tao Seed came, it was no longer a help, but a trouble. The situation at that time was one plus one, which did not equal
Two, which is equal to zero.
As a result, Zhuang Wudao had to take the initiative to stop, return the kindness of the Demon Lord that he had received from the entire Buddhist kingdom, and store it in the curse seal.
But at this time, Zhuang Wudao used Nie Xianling's Taiyin Body Purification to completely sort out and refine all the chaotic energy in the body.
When the power of the Seal of Equality filled all the energy channels in Zhuang Wudao's body, Zhuang Wudao's energy was also growing rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"Curse seal? I didn't expect that the sword master would be so proactive. However, the power of the curse seal alone is not enough, right -"
Sword Spirit's voice paused slightly and began to use a more understanding tone: "Taiyin Qingti? That's it."
The power of the curse seal is actually equivalent to the arrival of the gods. As the holy son of King Abiping, the connection between Zhuang Wudao and the demon lord is not the fifth-level god-conferring talisman that can resolve the ban.
Zhuang Wudao, who possesses half of Taiyin Pure Body, will only be more suitable for the power instilled by King Abiping. Although it is not as good as the combat power effect in the world possessed by the fighting spirit, it is also rare in this world.
.
This even made Sword Spirit Luo Qingyun slightly disappointed. She originally thought she would have the opportunity to use Zhuang Wudao's body to move around a little bit - since the Qingyun Sword was repaired for the sixth time, she had never made a move with anyone.
In the process, many memories of swordsmanship and laws of heaven have been quietly restored, but they have never had the opportunity to use them.
This also shows Zhuang Wudao's murderous intention, no matter the cost, he will kill these seven people with his own hands.
"Seven Stars Guiding Fate"
At the same time as the jade talisman was shattered, the 'Shao Zaijia' had already set up his seal again and recited the spiritual words.
The six people around them also made the same movements, forming the same final seal with their hands. The seven dazzling stars in the starry sky immediately sent down streams of magnificent star power again.
At this moment, not only did all of Zhuang Wudao's true energy and mana be compressed and blocked to the extreme, but there was also a faint entanglement of strange power, causing all of Zhuang Wudao's every move to encounter invisible obstacles.
"Yuanchen Soul Lock"
The spirit arts resurrected, and the seven people still chanted the incantation at the same time, but this time it was aimed at the soul of Zhuang Wudao - if anyone looked up at this time, they could see the seven dazzling stars, emitting bursts of dazzling light, star power
Sweeping around, as if searching for something.
——And this second spirit technique is originally searching for Yuan Chen, the fate star that is locked to Zhuang Wudao.
Yuan Chen Soul Locking - Zhuang Wudao didn't know where his life star was, and naturally the other party couldn't find it. However, he could still feel that his soul seemed to be solidified and locked, even if it was just a thought, a
It is quite difficult to turn my thoughts around.
"Baozhen pulling machine"
The rest of the young zai Jia Ding and the emperors A, B, B and D did not make any move. Only the young zai Jia took action alone. There was a black ink-colored demon treasure ring in front of him.
Wudao's figure and qi machine are all reflected in it, holding the lock machine.
After completing this step, a slight smile appeared on Shao Zaijia's face. With a respectful and pious expression, he bowed toward the void.
"Please invite the Demon Lord of the Underworld to send down his divine weapons."
At the end of the week, a blood-red sword appeared behind Shao Zaijia. It vibrated slightly, shaking the surrounding void like smoke and fog, making it difficult for people to see the true form of the sword.
Shao Zai Jia also bowed deeply the next week.
"The Demon Kills the God"
This is - the Heavenly Demon Bao Zhenshu God Seven Stars Yuan Chen leads the fate and seizes the opportunity to lock the soul and kill
A dazzling blood-red light and shadow burst out instantly. It was like a snake shadow traveling across a distance of seven thousand miles. No matter those mountains, or the Nanming City God's Thunder Fire Flag Gate Array above the Xuanling Mountains,
Nothing can be stopped even for a moment.
In an instant, the space of more than thousands of miles was penetrated, as if it had been twisted, folded and compressed until there was only a hundred feet of distance left. Locking the soul, it was about to arrive in an instant. It seemed that in the next moment, it would completely penetrate the center of Zhuang Wudao's eyebrows.
At this moment, on Xiaoshang Mountain, around Zhuang Wudao, Wei Wang Yanxiu frowned and said nothing, with a hint of disappointment in his eyes. Ling Huaying clenched his fists, veins popped up on his forehead, but his eyes were helpless.
It was clear that Zhuang Wudao was assassinated right in front of his eyes, but he could not intervene at all. Even if he reached out and touched Zhuang Wudao, he could only touch a void. Zhuang Wudao seemed to be in front of him, but the reality was not here. This made him
There was nothing he could do. The mysterious secret technique of this Demon Sect was completely beyond his understanding.
Sanfa and Hongfa also had worried faces, but they were also helpless. Among them, only Yun Lingyue could still remain calm and composed when Zhuang Wudao was in a critical situation, using the Nine Hills Mirror to reflect the mountain.
Searching for all traces of spells within thousands of miles, the true bodies of the seven people from the Demon-Stinging Sect were searched. There was also Nie Xianling, the Seven Kills Sword Fan in his hand, and the sword energy was overflowing.
Her 'Seven Kills Wuwu Sword' could slightly detect some traces of this demonic assassination technique, but unfortunately it was always missing a line and could not interfere with it or save Zhuang Wudao.
With blood bleeding from the corners of her lips and wide-open almond-shaped eyes, Nie Xianling looked coldly at the direction of Shao Zaijia. At this moment, she felt extremely resentful, hating her own lack of cultivation and hating her own inability to do anything.
At the bottom of the mountain, there was already an uproar. But the moment the blood-red blade light penetrated the sky, it became silent.
Only sporadic exclamations sounded from everywhere in the crowd.
"Are you going to die now?"
"What kind of magic is this?"
"The Demon Assassination Sect, what a weird method."
"I have no idea what's going on -"
"The murderous aura is so strong, it must be the magical power of the Demon Lord."
"Is the ninth person in the world really going to perish like this?"
Most of the sounds were short and unfinished. This was because the bloody sword shadow came too fast and urgently.
"Is Master Zhuang going to die now?"
"It's a pity that it's only been less than forty-nine days since I climbed the Tianji Monument."
"Demons kill gods? This sword can kill even immortals and gods."
"Just by looking at its shape, you can tell that this technique is beyond our realm."
"Unparalleled, peerless and rare——"
"I'm afraid that Mr. Zhuang really can't escape this disaster."
But not far from where Zhuang Wudao and Wei Wang Yanxiu were, there were about forty people. Ning Ji couldn't help but chuckle, and his eyes showed pleasure.
"The Heavenly Demon Kills the God, this Demon-Slaying Sect is really amazing, and it really didn't disappoint anyone."
Even Ning Xuankong, who was beside him, immediately felt something was wrong and let out a cold snort of dissatisfaction. Even the disciples of the Lichen Sect around him were attracted by his voice and looked over with sad, angry and resentful eyes. Ning Ji still didn't take it seriously.
, there is still a smile on his face.
So what if you are sad? What if you are angry? No matter how much you resent, it will not help.
Without Zhuang Wudao, the Lichen Sect has too much time to take care of itself, and it is unclear whether it can maintain its inheritance. How dare you do anything to him? Dare you offend the Ning family and provoke a big enemy for your family?
Therefore, the Lichen Sect could only listen to these words, and if there was any resentment, they could only endure it obediently.
I don’t know who invited the seven souls. The Demon-Striking Sect should not be able to do this. However, whoever was behind the instigation will be revealed later.
"The ninth in the world? It's nothing more than that. It's really about retribution. Ning Zhen has a spirit after his death, so he must——"
The words stopped abruptly, and Zhuang Wudao not far away was seen, not moving or dodge, with the bloody sword approaching, but he had no intention of avoiding it. He just stretched out his fingers and pinched lightly.
Just when everyone thought that Zhuang Wudao's fingers would be easily cut off by the blood-red sword shadow, they heard a harsh buzzing sound and a huge air wave, suddenly falling from where Zhuang Wudao was standing.
Wherever the tide rolls outward.
The sound was majestic, as if the earth was about to collapse, and it was like a scene that would destroy the world. The seven hundred thousand people in the entire small business suddenly changed their expressions, and subconsciously wanted to dodge and move to avoid the aftermath.
But strangely enough, although the air wave was frightening, it had no substantial impact on the surroundings. The surrounding Wei Wang Yanxiu, Yan Chengwei and others were all standing in place unharmed.
However, the dozens of Yuan Shen cultivators who were closest to each other also changed slightly at this moment. I saw the blood-colored small sword, like a snake that was restrained by three inches, between Zhuang Wudao's fingers,
It was twisting and struggling. The boundless sword energy was constantly shooting out from the sword light. It seemed like it was moving and struggling desperately, but it couldn't move at all. It could only shake, shake, and shake lightly.
Buzz, buzz—
Then the buzzing sound became smaller and smaller, until it was inaudible.
Zhuang Wudao also looked at the 'Young Zaijia' with cold eyes, and looked at him again: "Have you had enough of waiting?"
From beginning to end, it was like watching a child playing.
'Shao Zai Jia was also stunned. Behind the mask, he was already covered in cold sweat. The blow that consumed his fifty years of life was actually restrained by Zhuang Wudao in such an understatement?
How strong is the person in front of me? Is he really just the ninth person in Tianji Monument?
"Don't say anything? Then it's your turn -"
Zhuang Wudao sneered, and threw out a punch. The force of the punch hit seven thousand miles away in the void. Then everyone just heard a muffled sound, and on the left side, the Tianjie Armor appeared without any warning.