Chapter 264: What Does It Have To Do With Me (Please Recommend and Ask for a Monthly Pass)

Zong Ling was startled when he heard this. Knowing Zong Shou, this is trying to borrow the head of Zong Shi to once again establish his prestige. Glancing at the already pale and desperate Zongshi, he nodded slightly without hesitation: "This person colluded with foreign enemies and wanted to assassinate the prince. He is the chief culprit who disrupted the ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven. Zui is the greatest! It is time to punish Sha to appease the wrath of the heavens!"

As soon as his words fell, thousands of people under the altar also fell to the ground at this moment. They all knelt down and prostrated, their expressions were both fanatical and inexplicable surprise.

Many people have not yet recovered from the shock just now, they only feel that their hearts are surging and it is difficult to control themselves.

The rumors are unbelievable! Son, he is not a useless person! Not only is he not, but he also has both spiritual and martial arts, which is amazing and stunning! It is Qian Tianshan, the real successor of the demon king, and it will also be the future, who can make Qian Tianshan the real king of Yunlu!

One after another, their chests were hot, as if flowing magma. At this moment, people like Zong Shi Zongyang hated Zong Shi Zongyang to the extreme!

If it weren't for these villains, the remnants of the clan's direct lineage would be making waves. Why did Qiantian Mountain City suffer such a loss?

Thinking of the thrilling situation just now, everyone was in a cold sweat. If it weren't for the prince's heroic martial arts, he would have mastered the emperor's martial arts and the sword intent of mountains and rivers early on.

Maybe these people succeeded in that battle just now. This makes them, what face do they have to meet the deceased ancestor?

"I ask the son to kill the ancestor, and the official punishment! To appease the wrath of the heavens!"

The voices of thousands of people merged into one sound, which immediately shook the entire mountain. Among all the people present, only the dozen or so clan elders never knelt down. Standing under the stone altar, it looked extremely abrupt, but at this moment, the eyes of these dozen people showed a hint of jealousy and helplessness.

Zong Shou chuckled, and swung down the Jiulin Sword in his hand. As soon as a blade shadow was drawn, there was a muffled groan from a distance: "Stop! Even if Zong Shi made a mistake, he should be punished after being convicted by the clan rules and orders! The son is not the patriarch, the demon king, and punished him without authorization. , punish without trial, don't you think you're overstepping your authority?"

There are strands of thin blue threads in the void, entangled from a distance to the mouth, like water but not water, like gold but not gold, between form and form. After getting close, an invisible force immediately blocked his sword movement.

When Zong Shi heard the words, ecstasy suddenly appeared in his eyes. The original despair also gradually subsided. The dozen or so clan elders of the Zong Clan also had hope in their eyes. With Uncle Zong here, even if he can't get rid of this Zongshou, he will definitely be able to suppress this son's arrogance!

Let these people know that the lineage of the clan should not be insulted lightly! It's definitely not Zong Weiran who showed mercy at the beginning!

Zong Shou raised his eyebrows and looked towards the source of the voice. I saw a person in the distance, approaching with an imperial weapon. Stepping on the bamboo slips under his feet, he is tall and slender, with a face of about forty years old, but his eyes are extremely vicissitudes, and he does not know his age. Holding a blue round pill in his hand, it seems to be made of countless filaments, and it is the source of those blue silk threads.

Surprisingly, when he got lucky with both eyes. I just feel that this person's primordial spirit is actually brilliant and vast. It seemed as if there were ten talismans floating in this person's sea of ​​hun power.

"Ten True Talismans?"

As a spiritual master in the Yangyang realm, after reaching the Nine Dao True Talismans, he is at the peak. But as long as your hun sea can hold it, this true talisman can still condense. You can accumulate strength faster to hit the realm of day travel!

He thought that this person should be the Zong uncle of the Zong family, the peak of Huanyang, no wonder after Zong Weiran disappeared. The Tianhu clan is still the undisputed number one clan in Qiantian Mountain City. Not only because of the large population, but also because the strong in the clan is still the head of the Qiantian clan.

A few traces of coldness flashed across his eyes, and almost without thinking, he slashed out with another sword. In my mind, I once again passed a piece of heart formula, and once again whispered softly, "It's just because of love and hate!"

The bright sword light seemed to appear suddenly. As soon as Fang flashed out, he was hundreds of feet away. The abruptness of the sword has reached the extreme, and it is approaching the extreme.

The youthful power of the dark epiphyllum, although it has disappeared at this moment. But this type of "Infinity Sword" gathers all of Zong Shou's strength and hun energy in one place in an instant. It is like a thread of love, which cannot be cut off even after thousands of miles of love. The hatred is overwhelming and endless. All of them Thoughts are all gathered in one sword.

Make this sword power, as thin as a gossamer, yet endless in waves!

Just listening to 'Chila', there was a light sound, and the few silk threads in the midair were cut off in an instant.

The sharp and sharp lingering sword thread still didn't stop, and pierced the middle-aged man's throat again.

This day Hu Zongbo was furious at first. It seemed completely unexpected that Zong Shou dared to use force against him, and then his eyes froze again.

After several spirit decisions were played in a row, a spirit shield with five elements intermingling immediately condensed in front of him. There are nine floors in total, layer upon layer distributed in front of you.

However, these shields have not really been assembled yet. All I saw was that Gossamer Sword Shadow suddenly stabbed the corpse from the most unexpected direction.

"Pop pop!"

A five-element spiritual shield instantly dissipated and cracked in an instant. Unexpectedly, it was cut at the node where the spiritual energy gathered, and the original spiritual energy was arranged and completely disrupted. It was smashed effortlessly, and the back was even more powerful. Several layers of five-element spiritual shields were the same, and they couldn't stop it. The sword thread was half a moment.

The middle-aged man in white even shrank his eyes. With a flick of the big sleeve, a wisp of thick dark smoke spewed out. A giant eagle with a wingspan of seventy feet turned into midair. When the wings spread out, a surge of hun energy was immediately absorbed and spread out.

All the people present are below the realm of Wu Zong. They were all covered in cold sweat, and only after a huge pressure, overwhelmed the mind, did they appear in shape. The giant eagle screamed, and grabbed its sharp claws like giant steel pincers downward.

Zong Shou laughed, flipping the Nine Lin Sword slightly in his hand. The gossamer sword energy changed its trajectory. Avoiding the sharp claws, it only cut through the belly of the giant eagle. With another 'chih' sound, the beast of the sixth-order peak was split in half in an instant.

The middle-aged man in white saw this, but he didn't care. Although the fighting strength of the beast is lower than that of his lifetime. However, as long as the hun stone is not destroyed and the spiritual master has enough hun energy to instill and repair it, it will continue to regenerate.

But in the next moment, the pupils shrank sharply, and in an instant, they condensed into needles!

For some reason, the Gossamer sword energy emitted a whirlpool force. Absorbed most of the hun smoke scattered by the giant eagle in an instant, and exploded again.

The hun stone in the sleeve of the middle-aged man in white was also shattered at the same time. Suddenly, he was also unprepared to be hit by the backlash. There was a severe dizziness in my mind.

And the thin sword thread in front of him was already in front of him. At this moment, he could hardly use any spiritual methods, he could only use all his strength to control the bamboo slip-shaped spiritual weapon under his feet, and flew wildly, until he was hundreds of feet away, and then stopped his figure.

But he saw a burst of coldness on his neck, and when he touched his hand, it was actually covered with blood. This wound, I don't know when, was injured by the gossamer sword energy. It is close to an inch into the flesh, and it is only a hair's breadth away from the spine of the throat!

The middle-aged man in white suddenly had a sudden look in his eyes, full of disbelief.

He was actually injured, and at the peak of Huanyang, he was still not equal to this fourteen-year-old boy! What a shame!

At this moment, the elders of more than ten clans of the Zong clan were also lost in spirits again, unable to speak. Even Zongbo, who they rely on as their backing to the Great Wall. Is it also defeated?

"Hey! Today is the day of my enthronement, and I am in a good mood. I don't want to do any more killings. I think you are the ancestor of my clan, there is no big mistake, so I will save your life for the time being!"

Zong Shou sneered, not because he didn't want to kill, but because he couldn't. It was Xiao Jin who lost his chain, and his spiritual power was about to run out. It was at the last moment that he had to stop.

But anyway, bragging is not illegal, and no one will refute it at this time. I'm afraid that this Zongbo himself will not be able to detect it.

"As for this Zongshi, I said that if he dies today, I will never allow him to live another moment! You little Zongbo, don't make noise in front of me!

Jian Guang waved his hand again, and chopped down again. Directly chop off Zongshi's head alive! This person's blood has been drained, but the severed head rolled on the ground, his eyes are still wide open, unable to close his eyes.

Zong Shou was in his mind, but his mind was slightly distracted. Ten thousand miles of rivers and mountains will be determined in ten years, and a thousand-year hegemony will be achieved in a hundred battles; it is better to hold a cup and get drunk, just because of endless love and hatred!

In his previous life, he concentrated on martial arts and had nothing to do with poetry.

It doesn't matter whether these sentences are neatly opposed or rhyme.

But knowing the meaning of these few sentences, I'm afraid it fits with Zong Weiran's state of mind.

For a moment, a series of thoughts came out of my mind.

Was this created by Zong Weiran? Why the first martial arts classics I read in my previous life were these boxing incomplete styles?

There was a vague fear in his chest, afraid of the truth after this.

It wasn't until Zong Ling coughed lightly to remind him that he suddenly woke up and bent down to worship the sky again. Then you only need to complete this last step, and the whole ceremony is complete.

In the next moment, he heard another soft hum: "Slow down!"

Zong Shou couldn't help but rolled his eyes, wondering if he's coming again? He had no choice but to turn around.

I saw the middle-aged man in white, his complexion had recovered: "I heard that Zong Ming Zonghao died at your hands?"

Zong Shou didn't answer in silence. Although Zong Hao was killed by Zong Yuan, it could be regarded as his indirect death.

"There are nearly a thousand Tianhu children of our Zong family who were also beheaded by your order?"

Seeing that Zong Shou did not deny it, Zongbo in white suddenly opened his eyes angrily, and said in a stern voice, "That Zong Ming Zonghao only recommended the candidate for the Demon King before you returned, so why are those more than a thousand disciples guilty? Execution? What evidence do you have that they conspired against you? Such a cruel and cruel person is also worthy of being the head of my Tianhu clan?"

There was another silence on the altar of offering sacrifices to heaven, filled with a gloomy and oppressive atmosphere.

"Being said by Uncle Zong seems to make some sense. Zong Shou was happy to hear it, and his eyes were full of curiosity: "But today I inherit the position of Qiantian Demon King, what has I to do with the patriarch of the Zong clan? I really don't understand, why should I, Zong Shou, be the patriarch of this Laoshizi Tianhu? "!.