1022 Seven Swords Advancement

"I wanted to say that fellow Taoist Qingxuan, you were delusional. After thinking about it carefully, I think it's better to leave some words. It's not impossible to make peace, but please give me a reason—since I have the opportunity today, I will stay here." Three or five of you. Then why did I, Xiuguan, let me go?"

Above the entire Thirty-One Heaven Realm, the atmosphere was extremely suppressed.

Everyone was silent, they didn't make a sound, and their expressions were extremely ugly.

Until two muffled sounds sounded in succession, the calm was broken. It was Kun Ming who finally couldn't withstand the crushing power of the heaven and earth, and suddenly fell down from the thirty-one heavens.

And following closely behind was Dong Zhongshu, who also couldn't hold on any longer. He was again crushed by that crushing force, and fell to the twenty-eighth heavenly realm again.

"Leave me to wait for three or five people. When did Brother Xiuguan learn this habit of boasting?"

Then Qingxuan finally opened his mouth, with a calm expression on his face: "Whether that nephew of yours can really control the God of Refining is another matter. Even if we really become the master of the God of Refining Sword, if we fight to the death, we will lose both—" "

Before he finished speaking, there was a chuckle not far away, the sound was like a silver bell, but it was full of cold mockery: "A fight to the death? Both sides will suffer? You will only know after the battle. If you can keep you Daoist Qingxuan, even if my vault of life is completely destroyed today, I would still be willing."

Qingxuan's eyes froze, and he looked sideways, only to see that it was Lin Yuanjing, who was scattered by Yuanjing.

With a new formation hub, this woman also walked out of the illusory golden tower, and at this moment, her eyes were full of murderous intent, she looked over coldly,

Not only was he speechless, but he had the hatred of Xizi being ambushed and killed in the past, and he had the hatred of attacking the Sky of Heaven twice recently.

It would not be an exaggeration to say that the common people hate him to the bone.

If there is a chance to purify him and kill the seal, more than half of Cang Sheng Dao will be willing to pay any price.

Fighting to the death, I am afraid that the first to die will be the leader of his sect.

Seeing that Daoist Qingxuan was speechless, Yuan Jing sneered disdainfully, and then looked at the rest.

"Didn't you say that you want to compile the history books of the cloud world? After today, there will be no way of life, no Xizi, no beauty? Why don't you talk?"

When these words were spoken, no one responded. But Yuan Jing kept on sneering, feeling an unprecedented comfort in her chest.

Previously oppressed by these few extreme realms, almost to the verge of extinction, the pent-up anger in his chest has reached the extreme.

She is not a broad-minded, lady-like woman. Be careful, you will get revenge. Even after stepping into the realm, this temperament has not changed much.

At this moment, if there is an opportunity, it is natural to vent it fiercely. What's more, less than half of the people in front of me are the enemies of the common people!

"There is someone else, didn't you say that today I want to break up my senior brother Yuanhun and seal him? Why are you silent?"

The Taishi Demon Lord's face turned purple, but he couldn't utter ironic words, and finally let out a cold snort: "The teeth are sharp and the mouth is sharp!"

At this time, a full sixty breaths of time have passed, but there is no other change in the eighteen-story Purple Gold Pagoda.

Xing Xie, Kun Ming and the others relaxed their minds immediately, if that 'Tan Qiu' could only go so far today, then at most they suffered some injuries today, and they were still able to retreat.

Layman Yuanjiang's cultivation is only lower than that of Taishi. At this time, his eyes lit up even more, and he shook his head with sarcasm on his lips: "You common people have too high expectations. He still can't pick up this sword. Maybe after tens or hundreds of years, it is really possible that your disciple , master this mouth refining spirit."

Zhu Zi also watched intently, twirling his beard under his chin with his hands, and fell into deep thought: "It seems that the sword body needs to be refined with the aura of kingship—"

Qingxuan's expression also regained his composure, smiling without saying a word.

It can also be seen that the sword is not only a kingly spirit, but also a large number.

In the cloud world, apart from the Great Shang Emperor, the only ones who can meet the requirements at this time are those two who have already opened up dozens of worlds in the outer domain——

But for some reason, a beat suddenly missed in the chest at this moment. Qingxuan's brows were deeply frowned again, and he always felt that he seemed to miss something.

Looking in front of him again, Xiuguan stood with his hands behind his back, his murderous intent still lingering. But the qi mechanism is even more terrifying, it has clearly gathered its strength for a long time, and it is only waiting for it to explode,

And that Yuan Jing Sanren also fell silent at this time. One by one silver needles floated out from the sleeves, scattered and flowed.

The whole person seems to be a tight bowstring, which is also waiting to go.

And the other two, Long Ying and Lin Xuanshuang, are in a similar situation at this time,

It seems to be waiting for the time to make a full shot.

In addition to Qingxuan's heart palpitations, he felt even more at a loss, and he didn't know where the confidence of these people came from.

It was also in the vault of heaven, when all gazes and all spiritual thoughts gathered together and merged into one body. Zong Shou was looking at the sword in his hand, and fell into hesitation.

Zhu Zi could perceive that this soul-refining sword needs to be tempered with kingly aura before it can break through the final seal. As the half master of this sword, he can naturally sense it.

——If you really want to do this, then Tan Qiu's identity will be completely exposed.

And he, Zongshou, has since then been inseparable from Cang Shengdao.

The nameless sword spirit who had already returned to the Sword of Refining God was urging him again at this moment.

Zong Shou thought carefully for a moment, then sighed slightly in his heart.

Now that things have happened, there is really no need to hide this identity, and I don't want to see the elders disappointed at this time.

More importantly, Zong Shou was absolutely unwilling to let go of this opportunity to cut down several great enemies.

After missing today, he and Cang Shengdao don't even know what kind of price they will have to pay to cut those people off the seal.

To the point of immortality, if one is an enemy, it will make people sleepless and restless. What's more, there are as many as nine people?

Without any further hesitation, Zong Shou's divine sense directly crossed hundreds of millions of miles of void at this moment, and contacted the Abi Emperor. It also spread out crazily, spreading towards the direction of Tianfang World. It attracts tens of thousands of kingly auras, gathering here.

And the second soul has even forced the majestic 'king energy' into the sword body.

Suddenly the golden pagoda trembled again, and Zong Shou's hand holding the sword tightened slightly.

"Zong Shou today, with the promise of the great lord, must use this sword to protect the people of the cloud world from the suffering of foreign slavery, and from the disasters of military disasters in the ancient cloud shortage—"

Before the vow was fulfilled, bunches of golden and purple light rainbows appeared across the sky. Those from all directions gathered in Zong Shou and brushed into the Sword of Refining God.

The body of the golden pagoda also began to be pulled up from the ground again.

Zong Shou felt the change in the palm of his hand, and he felt the change immediately. His control over the entire Cangsheng Sword Formation seemed to have become more flexible.

The prestige of heaven and earth that was attracted did not increase much. But it is more controllable. If we say before, we can only try our best to guide and control 50% of it. But at this moment, it has surged to about 70%, and it is still growing.

Not in the mood to care about other things, Zong Shou did not hesitate, and devoted most of his energy to try again to improve the structure of the common people's sword formation by refining the spirit. He sorted out and harmonized the Qi mechanism of the seven sword masters, as well as the abundant spiritual energy.

Then he felt the blade of the sword in his hand blare again, shining brightly, echoing with the vibration of the other six swords at the same time.

"This is? Has it advanced?"

Zong Shou was stunned for a while, and after a full breath, he finally confirmed that the refining sword in his hand was climbing to the level of Shenbao.

It's not the only one in his hand, the same goes for the other six common swords!

It's just that the exaggeration of this sword is obviously much easier than the other six swords. With almost no obstacles, he crossed this threshold with ease.

And the most direct change is that the heaven and earth thoughts condensed in the air are expanding crazily.

Zong Shou suddenly took a deep breath, confirming for the first time that the refining sword in his hand really has the possibility of being an advanced divine weapon. Rather than relying on the power of the spirit array like Ri is now,

He is also certain in his heart, knowing that today's battle, Cang Sheng Dao and him are already sure to win!

Gradually the coldness returned to his heart, Zong kept his eyes open and began to gaze at the sky.

When this sword formation is completed, the three saints of the Taoist sect must be killed first!

But at this moment, under the sky, there was another uproar.

"Zong Shou, is he Zong Shou, the king of Dagan?"

"Isn't Sword Emperor Tan Qiu?"

"Could it be that the Blood Sword Demon Monarch and the Sword Emperor Tan Qiu are actually the same person?"

"Ridiculous! The overlord of the southeast of the cloud world, the first prince of the Fenkong Lu family, and the Dagan Xianjun who has attacked dozens of worlds in the outer domain, is actually a disciple of my Cangshengdao?"

"Natural vision, respond to its oath. Most of them are close to each other, and this kind of thing can't be faked—"

"If it's really this one, then it's really my blessing. This monarch, a few years ago, was rampant in the cloud world, invincible in the world!"

"Haha! My second-generation core disciple of Cangshengdao can become the king of Qiantian and the overlord of the southeast. Swearing to lead the signs of the sky, this is clearly the sky, and it is also recognizing my way of equality for the common people!"

The noisy sound was like thunder, but the few people above the thirtieth heaven realm were once again as silent as death.

Everyone stopped talking, just looked at each other and communicated with each other.

Zhu Zi's complexion was particularly ugly, his blood had faded away, his eyes were bright and dark, and there was a hint of rage.

Dagan Monarch Zongshou, how could it be him? This foolish king doesn't count as perverted in the country. How dare he be so bold as to risk the disapproval of the world and join the way of common people? Are you not afraid of the rebellion of Confucianism and being the public enemy of the world?

He wanted to speak, but kept silent.

If the few people present can work together with all their strength, they will fight to the death. There is still a chance in this fight,

It's just that looking at the eyes of the surrounding people at this moment, it is clear that they don't even have a trace of fighting spirit.

And the next moment, Qingxuan suddenly said: "Fellow daoists, you have come here for a long time, you can retire!"

After uttering these words, Qingxuan's figure had already left the spot first, submerging into the crack in the void.

It is extremely decisive, without dragging its feet.

The rest of the people didn't move too slowly, they understood. If you don't leave at this time, do you really wait until the seven swords are truly combined and all promoted?

Zhu Zi sighed quietly, and also followed closely behind. (To be continued.