1013 Sword Spirit Changes

"The power of this array can make everything enter the territory, and it can only have 70% of the power. On the contrary, you can multiply your strength. I don't know why Xizi decided that those who are not emperors and emperors cannot be ruled by thirty people. There are three great rules, but because of this, there are some loopholes in the thirty-three days!"

The voice was clear, as if with magical power, shocking.

Zong Shou presided over the sword formation while listening attentively. But at this moment, the 'Unknown Sword' in his hand made a 'hum' sound for no reason.

The sword trembled unconsciously, making Zong Shou almost unable to control it. The common people's killing swords are almost all deflected by him.

After finally controlling the sword, Zong Shou was stunned for a while.

"Is this a warning?"

Anxious thoughts were passed into his primordial soul. This time, clear characters are even formed.

"Disaster, disaster, refining! Refining! Refining! Refining—the emperor, heaven, bless the common people, swear, peace, peace, cut, cut, cut, cut, cut!"

Disaster refers to the catastrophe of the common people at this time, but what does it mean? What are you practicing? cut? Is it to kill the enemy?

There is also the word Huangtian, which is also unclear. I understand the word "blessing the common people", it should mean protecting the common people. But the following words of oath and level make people confused again.

Zong Shou was at a loss, and also felt inexplicably anxious.

Want to communicate with the sword spirit of Wumingjian, but always feel that there is a barrier between them, so they can't really understand their meaning.

The sword in his hand trembled more and more intensely, as if it was about to take him to the sky.

This situation is no longer suitable for him to defend the sword. Forcibly using it must be full of flaws.

Zong Shou frowned slightly, replaced the Wuming sword, took out another spare sword, and continued to control the sword formation.

At this time, he was full of doubts, and he still didn't understand why this refining sword was so anxious.

In the end, he was still worried about the battle situation, parting his heart, suppressing the restless Wuming, Zong Shou continued to look at the sky.

Just see the southern sky. After the five precious flags were unfurled, they became a whole.

Unexpectedly, under the pressure of the Great Immortal Formation, they forcibly assembled. A layer of similar five-color light film suddenly opened.

"Thirty-three heavens are intertwined with each other, I think I can't break it! But it can stand another day outside of your thirty-three heavens! Qingweiyuqingjing—"

Qing Xuan's figure stepped into the sky again. This time, he forcibly broke through the 30th and 31st heavenly barriers in a row, and stood on top of the five-color light film. Then it was unscrupulous. Laugh out loud.

"I'm free and unrestrained, not subject to the thirty-three days limit. Brother Xiuguan, you can come down for me!"

Suddenly, there were bursts of crackling sounds throughout the vault. Black fissures as thick as giant pythons spread in all directions.

The widest one reaches hundreds of feet, almost dividing this dome into pieces.

All the Cangsheng Dao monks are pale. Knowing the sky at this moment, the distance collapses and disintegrates. Only one step away.

Looking from a distance, it can be seen that the thirty-second pagoda is actually collapsing.

That layer of light film. Fragmented. And Xiu Guan at the top frowned and said nothing, seemingly helpless.

In the water mirror next to it, there were bursts of cheers, like thunder.

Zong Shou glanced sideways, and his heart sank even further.

The change in the Thirty-three Heavenly Formation also directly affected the cloud world. The space can no longer be divided on a large scale, and the hundreds of thousands of powerful Dao soldiers can already initially form a joint force.

And there are less than 50,000 common people Xuanlong scholars left. The situation is getting worse and worse.

If things go on like this, sooner or later they will be encircled and annihilated!

He knew in his heart that there was still a bargaining chip in the vault of heaven. Whether it is the Seven Swords of the Cangsheng, or his other master Lin Xuanshuang, they can save the bad situation.

It's just the Demon Lord Taishi who clearly stated that he wanted to fight Xiuguan. Up to this moment, he still hasn't shown up.

In the end, there is still some haze in my heart.

Immediately, he shook his head slightly, this time, there was only a fight to the death.

If only common people say. His Zongshou was not so upright and awe-inspiring, so he was buried with him.

But within this vault, there are his Master Longying, his righteous brother Ao Kun, and Chuxue——

No matter what, he couldn't allow these relatives and friends to die here!

Eyelids twitched, Zong Shou looked to the other side. All I saw was a piece of blue thunder that suddenly rose across the sky and spread across half of the sky.

It is like a dragon and a snake, but there is no sound of thunder. Just because of the blue light passing by. Everything was instantly shattered. It didn't turn into powder, but disintegrated fundamentally from the structure, making it too late for the sound waves to spread out.

And just the escaping force, originating from the great coercion between heaven and earth, made the tens of thousands of Cangsheng Dao monks in this dome unable to catch their breath for a while.

The seven orifices are bleeding, and the body is shaky.

"Heavenly Tribulation? So fast!"

Zong Shou murmured, Wei Xu's doom did not come at the right time.

Probably his senior brother really couldn't suppress it. It was at this critical moment that the thunder disaster was triggered.

That catastrophic thunder was so powerful that it was unparalleled. However, none of the eight Supreme Realm Saints in the upper sky ever took a look.

At this time, they all looked at Xiuguan with burning eyes, like a wolf. While waiting for the number one person in the cloud realm to fall from the clouds.

But in the next moment, the eyes of these eight people all focused on the bottom again.

Where everyone was staring at, a woman was climbing up the non-existent 'ladder'.

Everyone was in a daze for a while, and after a while, Taihuang asked hesitantly: "But Xuanshuang Sanren?"

This name calls out, except that Zhu Zi is a descendant of the late Jin Dynasty, Yuanjiang Layman is the ancestor of the dragon clan in the outer domain.

The rest, such as Dong Zhongshu and Ta Shi Tianjun, have undergone drastic changes in complexion.

How could it be her? Hasn't this woman already passed the catastrophe and died? Why can it still show up in this world?

Even if there is the Mysterious Life Gold Book, it can bring this girl back to life. But why is there no news at all? And that Xiuguan is obviously not suffering from a serious loss of vitality.

At this moment, it is even more relaxed, passing through the 20th floor, and also reaching the 22nd floor Wusi Jiang Youtian.

Although this woman's physical body is still equivalent to a cultivator in the divine realm, her primordial soul is already an immortal soul in the ultimate realm!

But thousands of years ago, didn't this woman fail to cross the tribulation? Even if he was reborn and his body was damaged, how could he end his calamity?

Stared at by many astonished eyes, Lin Xuanshuang smiled contemptuously, and also stepped into the golden pagoda.

The golden pagoda, which was already crumbling, was immediately stabilized. Ethereal and fairy sounds spread throughout the sky.

"My concubine has always dominated martial arts. At this time, my physical body has not recovered and is unusable. Thanks to my husband's guidance in the past, I have mastered a psychic method. Please give me your advice—"

But above the dome, auspicious clouds gather, gradually accumulating and thickening. After about ten breaths of time, there was a trace of raindrops falling down.

At the beginning, I couldn't see the clues, but after a while. Many Cangsheng Dao disciples down there felt exhausted, and their vigor and spirit returned to their peak state.

The qi, blood and essence consumed are slowly recovering. The injuries in the body are also recovering.

Not only those Cangsheng Dao monks are like this, but even Zong Shou is the same.

The lost true essence and soul power are recovering.

He couldn't help but be delighted that he used the method of overdrawing his true energy. The depletion of true energy means that this body, which is comparable to the power of the holy realm, is about to fall down immediately.

"It's actually the nectar—"

I really didn't expect that his master could do such a thing.

With such supernatural powers alone, Lin Xuanshuang's spiritual method is no less effective than any supreme master!

It should be the eleventh class, a supernatural-level secret technique forbidden method. Adding Lin Xuanshuang's Spiritual Breath Technique, it can be equivalent to the 12th-class extermination pole.

With its ultimate strength, it is even more domineering! The 170,000 disciples of Cangshengdao have all returned to their peak strength,

At this time, because there were too many gaps in space and time, Zong Shou no longer tried to block the enemy from outside the sky.

Many monks from the three religions rushed in one after another. In addition to the second realm of immortals and gods, there were also many monks with advanced cultivation in the holy realm. The total number was nearly a thousand. But they are all like headless chickens, scurrying around in the sky, trapped in the thirty-two layers of heavenly barriers.

Bewitched by the illusion, there is a magic word in the thirty-three days of the Ten Thousand Immortals Illusionary Space. Then its illusion ability is definitely not under other functions.

At this time, these people were also dripped by the raindrops. But each one's complexion gradually turned pale, showing the color of qi deficiency and lack of spirit.

To Cangsheng Dao disciples, this rain is equivalent to sweet rain. But for these monks of the three religions, it is life-threatening.

Those holy places are okay, under the full resistance. It can make the raindrops not fall on the body. Under the other holy realms, they were all in a terrible state.

The sword array controlled by Zong Shou also took the lives of dozens of people without any effort.

Most of these people tried their best, and they couldn't block his sword light at all. It was as easy as chopping melons and vegetables.

The rain of sweet rain even dripped beyond the cloud realm. The spirits of the 50,000 people living in Xuanlong were all shaken.

And among the corpses lying on the ground in the distance, there are actually hundreds of people, with confused eyes, climbing up from the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood.

In the sky, there was a moment of silence, but the cheers of excitement rose from all directions.

"It's Patriarch Xuanshuang!"

"My common people say, the third to the ultimate realm!"

"The patriarch is resurrected, my common life is still in a desperate situation—"

"This time, I will definitely be able to protect the seat and pass the catastrophe!"

"——God bless me!"

Zong Shou's emotions were also infected. The effect of Xuanshuang's spiritual method on Cang Sheng Dao at this time far exceeded his expectations.

Or this catastrophe can really pass through safely.

But immediately this mood was destroyed by the Wuming Sword. This sword spirit's mind is even more urgent and anxious. Along with that, the characters that floated clearly in his mind also became blurred.

Only a few words became clearer and clearer.

disaster! disaster! disaster! oath! oath! oath! Huang, Tian, ​​Da Luo, cut! cut! cut! cut! cut--

"Why is it still like this? Could it be that something was sensed."

Zong Shou was very surprised, and just saw the beautiful view in the sky, he actually looked over at him.

His gaze was still serious, and he lingered for a moment between him and the nameless sword.

Then he smiled bitterly silently, and said in a concentrated voice: "Seven swords of the common people, if you can't form a sword formation at this time, when will you wait?" (To be continued. You are welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest power.)