Chapter 542: Guardian Saint
Xuanyuan Yiruo's breath was suffocated, and he frowned, knowing that it was impossible to change Zong Shou's mind.
Knowing that Zong Shou usually seems to be talkative, but in fact, if he has a firm mind, he will never be influenced by outsiders, and he is a bit stubborn, even if she is the same.
It is a matter of prestige, let alone let go.
Xuanyuan Yiru changed his tone and said, "Yiru just thinks that this bloody killing of double flags is too cruel. If you can use it less in the future, it's better to use it less."
"Can!"
Zong Shou nodded this time, it was unnecessary, and he didn't like it: "Yi Ru, you said you should use it less, then use it as little as possible in the future."
Only then did Xuanyuan Yiru show off his face, knowing that Zong Shou's actions were mostly just going along with the flow, but he was also very happy. Another thing came to mind: "That's right! For the past two years, I have been thinking about how to undo the poison of the newt. Recently, I have some ideas. If I can do what I want, then the newly refined blood of the newt will Jingdan, not only has low toxicity, but its efficacy can be increased by nearly 70%—"
Looking at the blood cloud knights again: "Even if you subordinates, the toxins deposited in the body should be able to eliminate most of them!"
Zong Shou was startled, and then the corners of his lips were slightly raised. I thought this would be interesting, the drug poison was lifted, which meant that these Wuzong monks could go one step further above the current level.
And after the efficacy of Lingxue Blood Essence Pill is enhanced, it will probably have a significant effect on fifth-order monks.
Soon after, there will be two more large veins of spirit stone in his hand. There will also be dozens of other small and medium-sized veins to start with. It may not be possible to occupy all of them, but it will definitely be able to obtain most of them. A Blood Cloud Cavalry composed entirely of sixth-level monks? I was really looking forward to it, but Xuanyuan Yi entered with a look of helplessness in his eyes: "But this prescription is very difficult to prepare! The most important one is the blood of a kind of beast that can compete with the spirit salamander. That is to say, It needs to be ranked not below the spirit salamander, and it needs to be in the holy realm to—”
When Zong Shou heard the words, his hope turned into despair in an instant. Where can he find the blood of the sacred beast?
In my memory, I really don't remember any 'copy' that contains the blood of the holy beast. As for finding it by yourself, those holy beasts probably don't need to use their hands, they can crush him to death with just one look. Unless it is to ask the sect for it-this is a last resort, the more you owe the common people, the more you will be involved with this deviant sect.
Most disciples of Cangsheng Dao acted in extreme ways, and he couldn't stand some things, so he really didn't want to get involved easily.
Suddenly a thought flashed in his mind, Zong Shou remembered something, and clapped his palms together and hit each other with a 'slap'. Yan Mimi smiled and looked towards a certain direction in the distance.
I thought how stupid I am, isn't there a sacred beast outside the territory at this time? To destroy the real dragon, shouldn't it be under the spirit salamander?
There is really no other way, so I have to find some 'charity', anyway, the dragon clan has a lot of blood.
Just outside the void, Ao Kun inexplicably felt chills all over his body, shivering all over his body. It seemed to be targeted by something extremely terrifying. I searched carefully with my spiritual sense, but I couldn't figure out the reason, so I could only shake my head blankly.
At this time, Zong Shou suddenly frowned, showing a bit of sharpness.
His spiritual sense has already felt an unusually strong and dangerous aura, which has already broken the boundary.
It was a drop of blood, but as soon as Fang appeared at this time, everyone was terrified and suffocated.
——It’s the realm of the gods! The life essence and blood of a monk at the peak of the divine realm!
Given the strength of Ao Kun's holy realm, how could he let the gods reach the cloud realm safely.
He was full of doubts in his heart, but Zong Shou did not hesitate. With a flash of his soul, he put aside those golden armors and golden swords, returned to his body, and took up the bloody halberd again!
Unexpectedly, when the Shangxiao Sect was destroyed, there would be such a dangerous battle. However, Zong Shou was completely fearless. The blood cloud iron cavalry was able to coerce a world and destroy countless sects in the ancient Yunhuang era, not only because of its ability to crush low-level monks! And because it has the power to compete with top-level monks!
With a thought, the thousands of blood cloud knights who were closely related to him quickly gathered together again.
In bursts of bursts of air, countless spiritual meridians were formed among the people again. Thousands of blood knights once again became one.
Daoist Yuankong was already laughing out loud at this moment: "It's Patriarch Shenxiao, the third generation patriarch of my clan, Shenxiao Zhenjin! Cang Yao opened his eyes, I finally have a chance to survive in the Xuanling Sect!"
Zong Shou didn't care, and with a halberd casually, he gathered thousands of people's strength in an instant, and hit the remnant formation dominated by Yuankong Taoists.
"boom!"
The spiritual energy in the surrounding area was constantly oscillating. Invisible ripples scattered in all directions.
That Yuan Kong's body was shaken into blood rain immediately. Most of the rest of the monks also turned into red powder. There are less than ten people left, and there are still 1 days left, but they are all dying, and they are powerless to resist.
At this time, in the space, the sudden appearance of blood beads. Immediately, there was a mournful howl, with endless anger, like a beast dying.
Zong Shou remained unhurried, pouring his soul power into the 'blood' and 'killing' double flags, and with a single pull, all the mighty soul power was drawn into the flags. Then there was a flash of brilliance, and a layer of blood-colored aura immediately enveloped all 4,200 blood cavalry.
At this time, the drop of blood essence rushed down at the same time, directly occupying the body of a seriously injured cultivator Shenxiao.
Seeing this, Zong Shou smiled coldly. That's all he wanted. Leaving these into life is to attract them.
At the moment when the cultivator's mind was not completely captured. Then he swung his halberd violently. The volley turned into more than a thousand feet, and he slashed down!
In addition to the murderous halberd intent of the blood knight, there is even a faint ability to devour heaven and earth!
There was another thunderclap, and the sound was heard hundreds of miles away.
The person bent over by the blood essence was immediately turned into powder! Even the rest of the people next to him were all shaken into blood by the remaining energy of the halberd energy.
The drop of blood let out a muffled groan, and in desperation, he no longer looked for attachments. Qian Jian only saw a soul shadow manifest. Then that aura continued to rise one after another, as if it was endless, pressing across this world!
Zong Shou squinted his eyes, flicked his sleeves slightly, and put Xuanyuanyi into his spirit ring. A trace of condensation flashed in his eyes.
This person's strength and momentum can directly climb to the top of the spiritual realm! The oppressive power of the cloud world seems to have been forcibly stretched by it, and it doesn't stop at the ninth level, just like Wei Xu at that time—fortunately, there was a moment of delay just now. Ten miles away, the Qiling Sect and the Qiling Sect have each opened up a large formation. And Qianyao Mountain has nearly 70,000 elite riders, and they are already under its wings.
In this battle, there is no need to worry about other things, all you need to do is to fight this "Shenxiao Zhenjin" with all your strength.
※※※※At this time, in the sky, there is an invisible place above the sky. An old man in Confucian uniform was holding his hands behind his back, frowning and looking at the top of Shangxiao Mountain, his eyes were slightly displeased.
"The strength of the spiritual realm, this has crossed the limit of a realm. This god, really messed up—"
"It's no wonder he is like this! The Xuanling Sect of the Shangxiao has nearly seven thousand years of foundation, and in the hands of this Qianyao demon king, it will die overnight. If I were him, I would go crazy too!"
The one who made the sound was a young man with a somewhat evil look on his face, full of gloating.
"This Zongshou is really good. One step, one step, nine steps. I remember two years ago, when I was by Wei Xu's side, he was just a child? He was able to restore the Bloody Cloud Cavalry, a fast Donglinyun that Lingyunzong worked so hard to manage. Lu, I'm afraid I'm going to give in now. It's really soothing—"
"Blood kills the flag, and the blood will spill for thousands of miles. Slaughtering a million today is really a crime! This emperor of Qianyao looked fine before. But now he has been worshiped under the Taoist sect of the common people, but he acts so violently. Disappointing. What a pity—"
A monk next to him was full of emotion. Compassionate, it seemed that he was really regretting, and then he raised his eyebrows slightly: "Then you want to suppress Shen Xiao?"
The cloud world suppresses its strength, but there is nothing to do. Then it is only up to them to push it back to the ninth level.
The protector of the world is an agreement with the ancient monks in the cloud world. There is an obligation to protect this world, and there is also the ability to protect this world.
The Confucian frowned slightly when he heard the words, and said nothing. On the other hand, the woman in the lake-green water-sleeved dress smiled at this time: "Why don't you wait a little longer? Shen Xiao is seriously injured, and his strength at this time is at most no more than the peak of the spiritual realm. Within the ten-extreme sky formation, even if something happens, No problem. A moment and a half—"
The old man in Confucianism remained silent, and the monk was also silent.
But when the three came into sight, they all turned to the boy. The latter smiled slightly: "There is no intention of refusing: "But what good is there for me!"
"How about a magic breath death pill?"
The woman in green turned her face away: "The Dao of the Cangsheng deviates from the scriptures, and is also the enemy of your Demon Sect. This Zongshou is the second generation of the Cangsheng Dao, and the prosperity of this religion will definitely not benefit your Demon Sect!"
"You really have confidence in that god!"
The young man snorted, but he didn't feel that Zong Shou could resist Shen Xiao, who was almost insane.
"It's just that I'm acting like this, I'm afraid I'm partial. I'm afraid the two outside will not let it go—"
"Just kidding! One is the first to enter the holy realm, and the other is more difficult, but within a few decades, if you can't let go of your inner demons, you will surely die. Why should you care too much?"
The Green Lake woman shook her head slightly, with a contemptuous expression: "Even if they are partial, what can they do?"
The young man was still curious and asked: "Shen Xiao's natal blood, it's really a coincidence. No matter what I think, I can't think that Shen Xiao can escape from Ao Kun. Doesn't the fairy feel strange?"
Hearing the last sentence, the woman's expression was also condensed.
"It's nothing more than the Dao of Cangsheng, testing you and me. What are you afraid of? The only one in the Dao of Cangsheng is still far away from thousands of worlds. Wei Xu is also seen at this time. It depends. Look, who can do anything to you and me? If there is anything, I can handle it with one shoulder. I don’t think that Zong Shou can last for half a moment, and as long as he takes the life of Shen Xiao afterwards as punishment, no one can make irresponsible remarks— —”
The young man smiled when he heard the words, and if he didn't say any more, he already meant to push the boat along with the flow.