[Chapter 283 Yitian Huandi (Second More Please Recommend and Ask for a Monthly Ticket)

When his mind was in a trance, Zong Shou realized that the place he was in had completely changed.

Looking around carefully, I saw that where I was, it was an endless field full of golden wheat everywhere, and next to it was a big river. There should already be a long distance from Qiantian Mountain City. Even the outline of the city can no longer be seen here.

With the empty person beside him, Senior Brother Wei was nowhere to be seen, he couldn't feel the slightest breath, and he didn't know where this person was at the moment.

"Moving thousands of miles? A strong man in the holy realm is really a good method!"

Zong Shou narrowed his eyes, then shook his head and gave a wry smile. Secretly sighing, I don't know myself, when will I reach this state?

But where is this place?

Use Yuan Yijian in Shenhun to sense it a little bit. I only felt that the seven kings gathered in the center had reduced by 30% and showed a state of depression.

"In this way, it should still be in Qiantian territory, about 200 miles away from Qiantian City!"

Looking at the stars in the sky again, Zong Shou was only half a breath away before he was taken aback again: "Isn't this place the lurking place of the Heavenly Martial Ancestor I sensed earlier? So it's like this"

Almost instantly, Zong Shou understood. Guess I was taken as bait for fishing by that Celestial Daoist.

He couldn't help but rubbed his forehead with some headaches. This was really helpless. Knowing this moment, even if he wanted to return to Qiantian Mountain City, he couldn't. Zong Shou simply walked along the river bank, leisurely walking all the way, watching the night scene here.

Although the enemy is on his side, his expression is extremely relaxed. Then, as expected, within a short while, I felt a tyrannical thought, and suddenly came to investigate.

The man obviously didn't expect Zong Shou to appear here, and he was a little suspicious. Then he stayed by the side all the time, carefully observing for a long while. Then he didn't hide it anymore, almost silently, he also appeared beside the river bank. Zongshou is only a hundred steps away.

Hearing the voice, he should be in his thirties, but his whole body is covered in black mist, and his appearance cannot be seen. With only one pair of eyes exposed, he looked at him coldly, with an inquiring meaning: "You are the lord of Qiantian City? Why are you here in the middle of the night?"

Zong Shou was tangled in his heart for a while, this is really hard to answer. And some feel sorry for the people in front of them.

"I'm going to say that someone threw it here, wandered around here, and used it as a bait to hang someone out. I don't know if you believe it or not?"

Seeing the black mist man sneer, there was a cold and mocking look in his eyes. Zong Shou already knew the other party, so he must be dubious. He didn't want to talk nonsense with this person, but Wei Xu didn't show up until now for some reason. I had no choice but to find a way to say more to delay the time.

Could it be that he was betrayed by this common people Taoist lord? Borrowing someone else's knife to kill yourself? Speaking of which, I just kowtowed, not really getting started.

Immediately, he felt something was wrong, using the means of a strong man in the holy realm. Why is it so troublesome to solve yourself?

Sighing slightly, Zong Shou could only hold the Jiulin Sword with his hand, turned around and said, "Come here in the middle of the night, of course to kill people! Who are you, why are you here to spy on me?"

The dragon energy in Yuan Yi's sword burst out immediately, and a wave of power inferior only to this celestial Wu Zong was suddenly formed. The hazy, sword power that seemed to be able to accommodate mountains and rivers suddenly gathered around Zong Shou's body.

The surrounding area of ​​100 meters was suddenly sunken.

And the black mist figure's eyes suddenly shone sharply, and the mist surrounding him suddenly boiled.

"The kingly way, the secret martial arts! The sword intent of mountains and rivers! Very good, worthy of being the son of Zong Weiran! No wonder you dare to come here alone. Hehe, the rumors in Qiantianshan City are indeed deceptive. How could the Fang faction and all the people who were wiped out be real trash? Thinking about my two juniors and Mr. Mi, they also died in your hands?"

"Exactly!"

Zong Shou's chun corner immediately provoked, and continued to think of ways to delay time: "So, you are a member of the Demon Mountain Sect? I heard that about 20 years ago, Guizong was wiped out by the seven major sects of the Central Cloud Continent. Up to now, the Tailing Sect is still looking for traces of the noble sect, collecting everywhere. When it comes to being bold, you should be waiting. It didn’t take long for it to recover, and it dared to run out.”

The fierce light flashed in the pupils of the black mist figure again, and he wanted to make a move, but he still hesitated.

Looking around, the hun thought was like a tide, sweeping back and forth in all directions. Until it is confirmed that within a hundred miles, even the ninth-level Lingwu Venerable and the real form powerhouse cannot escape my detection. Then there was another sneer: "So what? Do you think you can still leave this place?"

Just one step forward. A tyrannical and unpredictable aura also suddenly surged up.

Although Zong Shou is willing to accept the mountains and rivers, this person can gallop freely in the mountains and rivers.

It actually suppressed the power gathered by Zong Shou, stripped it off bit by bit, and even took it for his own use.

And when he took the second step forward, even the "royal spirit" in Zong Shouyuan's sword was shrunk into a ball.

The figure in the black mist has been watching Zong Shou carefully, and seeing the other person's eyes, there is no fear or panic, but he can't help but feel slightly disappointed in his thoughtful mouth, and he is a little puzzled. Could it be that there is really an expert by his side? But his voice was still serious, full of sarcasm: "It's a pity! You are young, with extraordinary abilities and talents, but it's a pity that you are too arrogant. I really think that you have mastered a little bit of swordsmanship and the power of a country. Can it compete with the heavens? I really don’t know the heights of the sky and the earth one by one.”

Zong Shou suddenly woke up from his contemplation, and suddenly said: "This should be the Sword Intent of Xun, but it is slightly different. No! It should be called the Sword Intent of Mokui. Could it be that Your Excellency also lost his children and grandchildren?"

The face of the figure in the black mist was distorted immediately, but his state of mind did not waver. He continued to pace forward slowly, approaching gradually like a stroll in a courtyard.

With a cold snort in his mouth: "Just use your words. Originally, I waited for Master to arrest the father and daughter in Xuanshan City. After I got the news, I would do anything to you. But since you ran out by yourself, it also saved my family. some skills"

Before the words fell, Zong Shou's eyes immediately tightened for a while, and his mind was slightly in a trance. He thought that the Demon Mountain Sect would retaliate against him, and he also thought that the Demon Sect must use unscrupulous means.

But it never occurred to her that the other party did not come after her, but Yiren and Xuanyuantong, who appeared to be the strongest on the surface.

I remember that two days ago, Ruoshui reported to him that Xuanyuan Tong had already entered the realm of Martial Ancestor. With the help of a city, it should be fine for the time being.

But in this chest, there was still a burst of rage every day, and the hostility surged. Zong Shou's previous life, he spent his whole life alone, walking alone. Therefore, he acts as he pleases without any scruples. Never put yourself to death, let your heart live.

Only then did I realize that I was the biggest difference from before. It is because he already has someone he cares about during this matter.

As soon as he thought of this, Zong Shou's consciousness was filled with killing intent, and the long black hair at the back of his head was all flying up, and he forcibly broke away from the hair crown. At the end, it has gradually turned gray and white.

A little bit of deadly air began to gather. If Wei Xu didn't make a move, in today's battle, only the last few moves of Styx's death sword, the method of self-mutilation, can compete with this celestial powerhouse!

The figure in the black mist was overjoyed, and without moving his voice, he had already walked a few feet away from Zong Shou. And this Zong Shou was really shaken because of his own words.

What if there are mysteries and ambushes here today? A few zhang away, he can take this son down without a blink of an eye. The sword of the magic sunflower can be reached quickly, even if Lingwu Zun is at the first level, he can't react!

A hard-to-see black sword shadow pierced through the black mist almost without making a sound. It was also extremely swift, just as soon as it appeared, it was in front of Zongshou.

But before he could penetrate Zong Shou's body, he heard a muffled sound of 'bo'. The figure in the black mist felt like a sword in his hand, piercing a steel wall.

If that's the case, don't worry about it. He didn't care about the mere self-defense spiritual method, and it was expected. He is confident enough to break through anything with one sword!

Then in the next moment, he felt a force not inferior to his tyranny, recoiling towards him. Make that fierce black sword bend immediately. Then the whole person, without any resistance, was forcibly pushed away by the rebound.

Looking in front of him again, he saw that Zong Shou's expression was still as cold as before, and behind him stood a young man in Confucian uniform, smiling gently and elegantly: "It's finally here, it's really not easy."

Glancing at Zongshou again, he said with a hint of appreciation: "The play was well done! What happened today is up to me. Since this guy made a move, even if the old devils of Mozong came forward, You can’t protect the Demon Mountain Sect either. However, it’s better to use less of your sword art that borrows the spirit of death.”

With just a light pat on Zong Shou's shoulder, the deadly aura dissipated instantly. Zong Shou's gaze also returned to clarity.

The black mist figure staggered and retreated a hundred steps away before stopping. At first there was a moment of bewilderment. Then I felt the gaze of the young man in Confucian uniform look at him coldly again.

"Dare to send your hand to my common people, how brave you are!"

This voice, this entire night. It suddenly turned into daylight. In the sky, the bright moon has disappeared, and a mass of bright sun hangs high in the middle, its rays of light moxibusting.

With just one glance at the black mist figure, he immediately paled in shock. It was still midnight just now, and it was impossible to turn it into noon in an instant.

He has only seen this method in some classics left over from the Yunhuang era. And usually people who can possess such supernatural powers have all entered the gate of immortality, and their realm is quite high!

The person in front of him is actually above the immortal way!

"It's Yi Tianhuan!"

Almost wanting to think about it or not, the figure in the black mist wanted to run away, but he heard a chuckle, and a boundless force suddenly enveloped him, making his figure suddenly stop in place. (to be continued)! .