Chapter 509: There Are Still Points

"Let me down!"

It was in that Linghua chalcedony, which was about to be brought into Zong Shou's sleeve. A cold snort followed.

The purple-faced Taoist finally carried the starry sky over. A golden shield, completely shattered. There are also injuries everywhere on the body and arms.

But still refused to stop for a moment, a sword shadow stabbed towards Zong Shou, and the silver-white sword shadows scattered one after another, and swept towards Zong Shou like rustling leaves.

But he couldn't walk four steps, but he touched the ever-changing spirit pattern restriction again, and was struck down by ten stars again.

The corner of Zong Shou's lips twitched slightly mockingly, and the Duanqiu Sword was also sliced ​​out in one stroke. Jian Qian flashed hundreds of feet and broke into the sword light.

"Clang!"

With a soft sound, the two powerful martial arts thoughts collided violently. Then there was a loud 'boom', and Zong Shou took half a step back.

The purple-faced Taoist was pale, and the sword shadow woven in front of him suddenly scattered. And the silver-white sword light also entered afterward, like a swallow and bird throwing itself into the forest, penetrating into the densely packed sword shadows, it was still able to shuttle with ease. Following those gaps, traced back to the source, and in an instant, it pointed directly at his throat and brow.

Across the space of ten steps, there is no way to stop it, and with a flick of a finger, it is already in front of you.

With a muffled snort, the purple-faced Taoist was on the neck, when a trace of blood burst out. In the end, the unwilling figure retreated violently, avoiding the sharp sword light. At this moment, dozens of restrictions behind him were continuously touched.

What's more, he could only watch as Zong Shou collected this ball of spiritual chalcedony into his universe bag.

At this time, there are more than a hundred starlights, blasting down one after another. The purple-faced Taoist gritted his teeth violently, and shot out a few second-grade talismans to protect his whole body. Then, struggling to resist the bombardment of the starlight, he said coldly, "Brother Fang Ming! Please help me, if I can get back the linghua chalcedony, the two of us will be half!"

That Fang Ming was startled and hesitated slightly, as if he was weighing the power. Finally, she smiled at Zong Shou, and the light in her eyes shone slightly.

"Your Highness Zongshou! You were able to obtain this spiritual jade just now because Daoist Brother Shangyue tried his best to resist and restrain the forbidden starlight. Since the two obtained it together, how about sharing it equally?"

The purple-faced Taoist Shangyue was immediately overjoyed, Zong Shou looked over after hearing the words, and saw Fang Ming, although he was smiling, his tone seemed to be sincere. But there was an inexplicable chill in that expression.

It's even more funny, what does the forbidden starlight falling on it have to do with him? Touching the restriction of the spirit array, it was because Shangyue herself was too anxious, lost her sense of normalcy, and suffered on her own.

The sword was thrown at him before, without holding back, which touched his bottom line.

But listening to Fang Ming's tone, it seemed that he was able to obtain this spiritual jade jade, all thanks to Shang Ming.

As expected, Mr. Fang Ming, Mr. Fang Da who is eager for justice and righteousness - a chuckle resounded through the void. Just when the two of them felt puzzled, Zong Shou held it in his hand. Suddenly, several streaks of silver light like clouds and mist suddenly flashed and struck directly in the direction of Shangyue.

The distance of dozens of steps is crossed in an instant. It wasn't until Shangyue took a few steps in front of her that the two could see clearly what it was in front of them.

"Flying knife?"

A total of five mouthfuls, inches long blade light, rushed straight. Fang Ming also instantly remembered a rumor about this Zongshou. Shangyue felt her scalp explode and her whole body shuddered. Instinctively backed away.

The sword shadow flashed continuously, and one after another spiritual talisman was shot out. Fighting against the sky, the star power beams that hit one after another can change directions with him. Compared with Jianxiu's sword, the flying knives, which were fiercer, faster, heavier and fiercer, were picked up and smashed one by one.

Just when the last flying knife was about to be chopped into pieces by him.

However, Zong Shou's sword suddenly pierced through the air at this moment.

Instant Dragon Sword! flash!

When the sword came out, the entire void seemed to freeze, leaving only the brilliant blade light shining and striking.

Just when Shangyue's mind was tense to the extreme, and she was about to go all out to resist the sword.

The sword light suddenly disappeared in front of his eyes, and the next moment, it was already between the throat.

Before the blade entered his body, the fierce sword force had already crushed his neck and spine. The head and body separated, and then fell into the void.

Then there was the beam of star power that filled the sky, impacting down. Completely smashed Shangyue's body into powder!

Zong Shou's Autumn Breaking Sword also returned to its sheath later. As if nothing happened, he brushed his sleeves.

"Brother Fang Dao, the man is gone, so do you want to share this spiritual jade?"

At this time, Fang Ming had just reached about ten steps behind Shangyue. He saw with his own eyes that the Lingwu Venerable, who had suppressed his aura to the seventh level, died in front of him.

Fang Ming took a deep breath first, then looked at Zong Shou with a look of fear in addition to being complicated.

"It seems that there is really no point!"

There is a slight regret in his eyes, but he has forgotten that he can only use the seventh-level strength in this place. Zong Shou with psychic sword intent is probably even more terrifying than when he was surrounded by two silver-armored paper figurines in the palace outside. Here, waiting is like a fish in water.

The sword just now, if it was him, could it be possible to take it?

Zong Shou grinned, and put Shangyue's universe bag into his hand.

The net worth of the Ninth Rank Spirit Martial Venerable is somewhat extraordinary after all. There are more than 20 beast crystals of the ninth rank. However, it may be due to too much consumption before. There were very few magic symbols, and only two spirit weapons were damaged. In addition, there are some panacea unique to Daomingzong. Naturally, there was no surprise like those two puppet charms.

It's worth it to exchange those third-order Yunyan flying knives that can hardly keep up with his footsteps.

In a year and a half, Zong Shou has kept a total of nine such throwing knives, and now his stock is empty. If you want to use the Liushen Yusword Technique again, you have to train it again. The newly refined sixth-level Yunyan flying knife was usable just now, and Fang Ming's complexion turned blue and pale. Seeing Zongshou, he was about to turn around and leave, and said suddenly: "I think His Highness is too fierce and domineering! This Shangyue is the elder of the famous Taoist sect, and His Highness actually kills as soon as he wants. The original demon sect earlier, It’s also the same. It seems that Mr. Sword is desperate, but he is alone, so he is not afraid. But in my view, His Highness is still dragged by Qian Tianshan, so you don’t worry about these two major sects, revenge after the event?”

Zong Shou shook his head slightly, didn't bother to pay attention, and stepped into the end of the spiritual formation.

Do you want to tell this Fang Ming that it is this person who came from a famous Taoist sect, and he killed without any scruples?

This person was unlucky, it was the time when he came to this world and his killing intent was at its peak.

Not to mention that he just happened to provoke him, even if he didn't provoke him, he would take the initiative to step forward and kick him.

At this moment, his perception of Fang Ming was not much better. If it wasn't for restraining himself, he would have already drawn out his sword and asked Fang Ming how life and death are like today!

It was like stepping into a layer of membrane, when Zong Shou stepped over this paper-thin space barrier and stood still. In front of him, there was another vast and incomparably empty space.

But within this void, there are countless palaces. There are tens of thousands of them, densely packed, and scattered in an orderly manner.

According to Ye Feishuang, the Dragon Clan has put some treasures that can be bestowed on the younger generations here over the years, and set corresponding examination questions.

If you pass, you can get it. If not, there is only a consolation prize.

However, every time you take one of the things in these halls, it will be more difficult. Every time is more difficult.

——This place of inheritance is actually theoretically speaking. It can be removed indefinitely, but up to now, even the most talented dragons have never been able to take out the eighth spiritual object. When Zong Shou was looking into the distance, Fang Ming who was behind also stepped on that layer Bo Mu came to this space.

Glancing sideways at Zong Shou, he seemed to think that this young man was too dangerous. Without hesitation, he went in the other direction.

Even though he was at the ninth level, after suppressing his cultivation at this time, beside Zong Shou, he always felt extremely dangerous, as if he might lose his life at any moment.

The sight from this person always feels a little strange. It was as if he was treating him like a piece of meat on the table, examining where to cut the knife.

Zong Shou ignored him, looked at it for a while, compared it with the inheritance memory Ye Feishuang gave him, and finally shook his head secretly.

In 14,000 years, the changes here are too great to match at all. It seems that those few things still need to be found by themselves.

The inheritance assessment of the Dragon Clan is quite humane. From the gate of the palace, you can see what kind of things are inside.

Whether you recognize it or not is another matter. You can choose a hall at will and enter the challenge. If you can't use it, you won't get it by mistake.

Zong Shou stepped on the void, walking with his hands behind his back as if strolling in a courtyard. Looking all the way, the astonishment in his eyes became more and more intense.

The wealth of the Dragon Clan is definitely not something to brag about.

Heaven and earth Xuanhuang rank four, none of the spirits here are lower than the Xuan rank. Equipment pills are also at the legal level.

Even if the grade is slightly lower, it naturally has its ingenuity and is extremely practical.

Zong Shou browsed like a horse watching flowers, and with the addition of Linghua chalcedony, he already got five items.

But now, there are two things that I care about the most. One is the elixir of the evil dragon in the god realm, and the other is the elixir of the dragon spirit blood.

Although he has Yuanyun Spring in his hand, Zong Shou always feels that it is best to get it by the way.

From Ye Feishuang's tone, this panacea seemed extremely extraordinary. Since it can also enter Yuan Yun's essence spring and can repair injuries, then maybe it can also be of some benefit to Ao Kun.

While thinking, Zong Shou walked in front of a jade white hall. Almost mechanically, he looked towards the palace, and the next moment, Zong Shou's eyes suddenly opened. I saw a crystal nucleus in the center of the hall.

And the moment he caught his eye, Xiao Jin on his arm became restless and rushed towards that side.

Zong Shou was quick-sighted, and suddenly threw Xiao Jin in mid-air. Then he smiled.

"Luck, it's actually a high-grade Vientiane crystal nucleus in the fairyland—"