Chapter 506: Going Wild

Chapter 506 Going Wild

Feeling a little unreliable in his heart, Zong Shou still recruited a few porcelain vases with the power of space, and sucked up all the water in this pool of Yuanyun spring. "Please familiarize yourself with the domain name" according to Yuanyun Spring and Yuanyun Jingquan, and install them in different categories.

Then, according to Ye Feishuang's instructions, he dug away all the dozens of stones with aura below.

This is the source of the Yuanyun Spring, so if it is buried in a place with a little more spiritual energy, it won't be long before another Hualong Pond can be built.

But it takes a hundred years to calculate to scale.

Then he went out of the small dome space from the same path. Before leaving, Zong Shou deliberately left a recognizable mark.

In the future, if one has the cultivation base of the Spiritual Realm and the Fairyland, it might be possible to forcibly occupy this small vault.

Out of the vortex, Zong Shou also exploded high-level spirit stones one after another, and clusters of pure heaven and earth psionic energy revealed all the forbidden lines of the magic circle.

The few people were not in any danger, and returned to the mountain again. And at that moment, Zong Shou suddenly frowned, and looked towards the center of the Dragon Palace to the east, looking far away.

Over there, a huge group of spiritual light exploded. Then it split into hundreds of strands, spread out in all directions, and fell everywhere.

"It should be someone who has already arrived at the place of inheritance!"

Ye Feishuang took a closer look, and there was a hint of sarcasm next to Chun: "It's just the lowest ninth-level spiritual weapon! It's estimated that it can't even escape. It must have used a strong attack strategy to get the place of inheritance." How can there be so many spirits in this world so simple?"

Zong Shou's mental strength has not yet recovered, and he still suffers from a headache. Consciousness is a moment of fainting and a moment of waking up. But when he heard the words at this time, he still couldn't help but secretly slander. Ninth-order spirit weapon? That's all? This is a number of hundreds!

Inside the Dragon Palace, it is really rich.

The place of inheritance is also marked on the scroll map. But it's obviously not as good as Ye Feishuang's understanding of there. Follow this woman and walk in the sky. Sure enough, those many spiritual formations were restricted, and they were all treated as nothing.

Along the way, I occasionally ran into one or two cultivators. However, when they spotted the ninth-rank silver-armored paper figurine beside Zong Shou and the ninth-rank ice dragon, they avoided it without hesitation.

It seems to have gained quite a lot of benefits, fearing that the sect will guard a few, and giving birth to malice.

The so-called 'Land of Inheritance' is a stone palace, but its scale is thousands of times wider than the one when it was entered. There is also a big mountain behind. According to the scroll map, the real core is in the cave in this big mountain.

This place is also the core of the entire Dragon Palace spirit formation. It is not impossible to force a breakthrough from outside the mountain, but unless you are a strong person in the divine realm, you are looking for your own way of thinking.

And those spirit weapons that exploded and disappeared before should have come from a side hall next to them.

When a few people flew over, they discovered that many cultivators had gathered in the hall. There are more than four hundred people, both good and evil, and they are divided into seventeen groups, which are clearly separated.

The breath is suppressed, and the murderous intent is hidden, as if it is about to explode.

It's not just the small number of demons who are confronting the orthodox sect. Even among those many sects, they are also guarding against each other.

Zong Shou was slightly suspicious, and before he could ask, he listened to Li Ruoshuang's explanation: "In the past, this place of inheritance could admit 20 people every year. Now that part of the spirit array has been destroyed, it is probably the limit to be able to admit 30 people in the end. "

Zong Shou suddenly realized, "Twenty people"? , twenty dragons?

But if there are only thirty places, it's really hard to divide.

"Then you and Ruohan, do you want to enter?"

Even if the two are not dragons, they must have dragon blood, and the meaning of the place of inheritance to them is absolutely extraordinary.

"No need! Feihan and I are only at the sixth level, so it's useless to go in."

Ye Feishuang shook his head: "It's not the third Dragon Palace that we want to enter—"

As for which Dragon Palace it was, it did not say. Zong Shou was relieved and didn't ask any more questions. Then he smiled and watched these hundreds of people confront each other.

After a while, it was Fang Ming who came out again and said, "Everyone! It's been less than a day and a half. If we continue to delay, none of us want to join the party. Why don't you take a step back and select a few people according to the proportion of the number of people?" , how about entering together?"

Everyone here was silent for a while, and no one made a sound. Those who were weaker agreed, but when they realized that the atmosphere here was even colder, they immediately shut up.

Fang Ming also seemed to feel a headache, and said with a rouged brow, "If you can trust me, how about I, Fang Ming, distribute the places?"

All the people here looked at each other, showing a little approval.

When Fang Ming saw this, he was not polite, and said with a smile: "The Tailing Sect is the largest sect in my cloud world, and four people can enter. The second holy land, Yuanshi Mozong, is also surrounded by my cloud world, and it can also enter. Four people. Liangjie Shanmingmiao Temple is the home of the Huayan Sect of Buddhism, and four people can enter. The fourth holy place, Hao Xuanzong, can enter three people—"

All the people in the hall frowned slightly at first, but as the voice continued, the expression of the little half gradually calmed down.

Most of the rest, although quite dissatisfied. But when many disciples of the Tailing Sect and the Yuanshi Demon Sect glanced over coldly, they were all silent.

Li Feishuang watched from a distance, with admiration in his eyes: "This Fang Ming really lives up to his name. He acts fairly and can convince everyone—"

Zong Shou smiled, he didn't know whether this person acted fairly. But I know that this person is extremely smart.

First win over the Tailing Sect, Yuanshi Demon Sect, and other tyrannical sects. As for the other weaker sects, they dare not fight even if they are dissatisfied.

What is a little strange is that this time there are three sects and six sects of Cangsheng Dao. But apart from him, no one participated in the opening of the Dragon Palace. Could it be that there are other things and cannot participate?

Fang Ming looked at Zong Shou halfway through his speech, and then his eyes flickered slightly: "This one seems to be Qiantian Demon King, Your Highness Zong Shou? You are waiting for seven people, how about sharing one quota?"

Zong Shou didn't think much about it, so he shook his head directly: "Two!"

Fang Ming's chun corners were immediately provoked coldly, with sarcasm in his eyes. But when he saw the ninth-level silver-armored paper figurine and the ice dragon behind Zong Shou, his complexion sank, he fell into deep thought, and stopped talking.

Zong Shou praised secretly, such silence is really just right.

Regardless of whether Fang Ming is a gentleman or not, this scheming is really good. Sure enough, at the next moment, one person said coldly: "There are more than ten of us, and only one quota is allocated. There are only seven of you in total, but you have to take two. What's the reason?"

Zong Shou raised his eyebrows, and saw that the person who spoke was an eighth-rank disciple of the Yuanshi Demon Sect.

And in this hall, the rest of the people also looked at him coldly, with faint anger.

Zong Shou smiled, and the silver-armored paper figurine behind him suddenly flashed and walked in front of the disciple of the Yuanshi Demon Sect.

With a punch, there was a sudden 'boom'. Gangfeng jidang, that person, together with the four helpers beside him, were all forceful, and they were blown away with a violent punch! The Yuanshi Demon Sect disciple who spoke was coughing up blood. The whole person was smashed thousands of feet away, touching the restraint of the spirit array, and immediately the whole person was surrounded by flames, and wailed. He tried his best to escape, but he was dying.

But the silver-armored paper man was unscathed and stood in place. Then there was another punch, and another ninth-rank Lingwu Venerable suddenly confronted each other.

Hearing the exploding sound of the 'canopy', the ground was hard and nothing happened. Countless cultivators beside him, however, were oppressed by this oppressive energy, and they all retreated one after another.

The silver armor paper figurine also threw back. But it only stopped at ten feet away, and on the opposite side, the ninth-level strongman of the Yuanshi Demon Sect had a slight upper hand. But it also has a serious expression, as if facing an enemy.

Everyone in the hall couldn't help being stunned. This ninth-level silver armor paper man can compete with the ninth-level they know, but it is not as good as the real ninth-level.

Fighting with five eighth ranks, they were blown away with one punch. In a hurry, he fought against the ninth-rank Lingwu Venerable, but he was able to get away without any damage.

If it hadn't been confirmed, the spirit talisman in front of him was indeed a good one, and he almost thought that there was a genuine Lingwu Zun hidden in the paper man's body!

"Fist-"

"Extreme fisting intent! I forgot, this Highness is also a figure at the pinnacle of martial arts. How can the manipulative puppet spirit charms be the same as ordinary spiritual masters?"

The faces of many cultivators of the Yuanshi Demon Sect changed and changed, and their murderous intentions exploded. Then the people from the Tailing Sect and the Mingmiao Temple of Liangjie Mountain also had a concentrated expression, as if they wanted to make a move, but they were a little hesitant,

But the next moment, seeing Zong Shou, he took out another puppet charm. After shaking it away, there was another ninth-level silver armored paper figurine melting away.

Then the paper figurine got another eighth-order spirit sword. A burst of sword intent burst out, and the dragon-shaped sword energy rushed straight out of the body, pressing down on the entire hall.

There are more than 400 people here, all of whom are silent.

This sword intent is a psychic sword intent!

"Now here, the big fist is the truth. I don't know Brother Fang, do you think it is right?"

Zong Shou smiled, but the chill in the hall deepened. "I, Zong Shou, like to convince people with virtue, but if people don't reason with me, Zong Shou doesn't mind. Turn this table over!"

That Fang Ming's face remained unchanged, but with a complicated expression, he glanced at Zong Shou. Without much hesitation, he nodded and said, "Yes!"

Then he turned his head and didn't look at Zong Shou again. And the rest of the people in the hall did not say a word. Even the members of the original Demon Sect, even though their eyes were full of anger, they forcibly endured it.

Ye Feishuang next to her didn't speak until the crowd stopped paying attention, then she frowned: "You know what you're doing? That's the Primordial Demon Sect! If you really want to be serious, you can pinch it with just one finger." Damn you! Even if you have the backing of Cang Sheng Dao, don’t forget that you still have Qiantian Mountain. Don’t implicate us—”

Zong Shou shook his head and laughed, what should we say to this woman?

Qiantian Mountain is full of wings, even now that the seven thousand blood cloud riders have not yet gathered enough, it is enough to fight against the primitive demon sect in the cloud world.

Whether it's Zong Shou or Tan Qiu, in this world, it's true that there is no limit——

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