Chapter 574: Is It Negotiation?

What Zong Shou was most concerned about was still the yin dragon. However, after looking carefully for a long time at this time, I couldn't detect its location.

Instead, he saw countless evil spirits in the mist, baring their teeth and claws at him. There is greed for the flesh and blood of victory, and there is also the meaning of fear and deterrence.

Calculating the time and day, it should be this yin dragon that can enter when it is sleeping.

Looking at the surrounding area again, in the past, there were at least twenty military towns in Qiantian Mountain, which were stationed here to drive out the monks.

But not long ago, it was only because of fighting against the Thousand Cities League, and then went around to attack Zhucheng. The garrison here was all transferred to him, and they still haven't returned yet.

At this time, hundreds of monks gathered at the edge of the valley. His eyes were hopeful, and he was afraid of the remaining spirits and those evil things in the valley.

Some of the people who thought they were strong and courageous broke in without thinking about it.

But often only after a while, there will be a few screams in the mist, making people's hair stand on end.

Seeing this, Lei Dong sneered slightly: "Audacity! This place. Even if the spirit array is broken, like you and me, I dare not enter it rashly. These people are good, hey! The so-called people die for money, birds die for food—— "

Zong Shou also shook his head slightly, stepped out a few steps suddenly, and stood in the middle of the Xuanyin Valley. Then there was a torrential sword intent that rushed hundreds of miles away.

It surprised the monks around. The sword was pressed out, the cloud surged wildly, and there were countless evil things in the periphery of the cloud. Most of the people on the edge of the Yin Dragon Valley were suppressed and took several steps back, unable to move forward.

Then they all turned their gazes to where the sword intent came from, and cast it on Zong Shou's body.

Then there were exclamations one after another, right at the edge of Yinlong Valley, one after another.

"This is, Qiantian Zongshou!"

"That demon king in Qiantian Mountain?"

"Is it the sect guard who unified the east, wiped out the Xuanling Sect of Shangxiao, and caused Shenxiao to fall? So young—"

"He did come—"

"It's the pinnacle of sword intent! Is it the head of the Six Absolute Swords—"

Zong Shou raised his eyebrows, glanced coldly at everyone here, and then waved his sleeves indifferently.

"All below the seventh rank! Those who are not my people, can go back!"

Although he regards this Yinlong Valley as his private property, the treasures of the spirit formation here may not necessarily fall into his pocket.

If it is one's own people, it is good to be able to go. But the premise is that these people are indeed from the east of Yunlu and have nothing to do with the sects.

Even if he refuses to work for Qian Tianshan, it doesn't matter. Today, as long as you consider yourself a citizen of Qiantian and want to join the industry, you can create karma, and you can find a way to recruit people in the future.

As for the seven-level restriction, he couldn't bear the death of these low-level monks.

Anyway, the abacus in his heart was rattling.

Many monks at the edge were slightly startled and hesitated for a while.

But Zong Shou didn't bother to share with them anymore, the sword intent rose up, and almost every breath added more points.

——Continuous rushing, soaring, vast, brilliant!

This place is within the borders of other countries, and there is no need to use sword intent and sword soul level power. Only with the kingly way of martial arts, gathering the thoughts of thousands of people, and condensing the power of the sword, you can crush this place, all cultivators!

With the passage of time, some people with insufficient cultivation have already turned pale, and retreated one after another.

And the rest who are unwilling to leave, even if they are as strong as the seventh level, even if they want to leave at this moment, they can't. They were overwhelmed by this mighty kingly sword power, and they were half kneeling on the ground.

Zong Shouze seemed to have forgotten them, as if he wanted to see his own limit, and constantly increased the pressure of the sword!

Gradually, even the mountains and rocks around the Yinlong Valley could no longer bear it, falling apart and collapsing one after another.

Only about 20% of casual cultivators, after claiming to be the people of Qiantian, the heavy pressure disappeared.

That's when most people can't wait to turn around and leave far away.

Above the sky, there was a cold sneer: "Then even I can't enter?"

The voice was harsh, with a hint of ridicule. Zong Shou narrowed his eyes and looked in the direction where the voice came from.

This breath should belong to the demons. Immediately, with a casual introduction, it was already a gleaming eighth-rank sword, held in his hand.

"Of course you can't enter!"

In order to make these people retreat willingly, it seems that most of them still have to do it.

But looking at the situation, it seems that it is not the Demon Heart Sect.

The voice immediately turned into sarcasm: "What a big tone, I'm not your citizen, but I just want to try to see if I can enter this Yinlong Valley!"

As soon as the words fell, a red sword glow suddenly appeared behind Zong Shou.

A sword flashed, and countless red lotuses immediately appeared, blooming one by one. In this land of Yinlong Valley, it seems that this sword is more and more like a fish in water.

Every lotus flower that blooms will absorb the power of countless Yin souls here. Then in the lotus heart, it is full of pure black karmic fire.

"The Karma Red Lotus!"

Both Lei Dong and Jin Buhui were slightly startled, they both knew that this kind of flame, although not a pure karmic fire, was also extremely difficult to deal with. Gathered by resentment, it not only destroys weapons, but also infects the body and soul.

It is also the most restrained, kingly and secret martial arts!

Just as he was about to remind him, Zong Shou raised his eyebrows. Then he didn't take it to heart, holding the three-foot Qingfeng in his hand, and slashed behind him with an extremely random arc of the sword.

The two blade shadows collided, but the whole world suddenly swelled outwards, sending out a bang.

Even the sound of the sword clash was covered up.

Then the red sword shadow collapsed first, turning into thousands of fragments, which shattered one after another.

As for the black karmic fire, it disappeared completely in the air without a trace in the future.

As if being completely swallowed by something.

A figure, also thousands of feet away from Zongshou, suddenly appeared. The whole person is thrown into the distance.

There was blood in the mouth, and the eyes were full of surprise. It seems to be wondering why the black lotus karmic fire doesn't work at all. Immediately cursed in the mouth: "You two, don't let me out!"

In the sky, there was no sound, a dead silence.

When he saw Zong Shou, his icy knife-like gaze swept over him. He couldn't help feeling even more horrified, and said in panic: "You dare to kill me? I am the heir to the third generation of the Demon Lotus Palace, you goddamn—"

However, seeing Zong Shou stabbed with his sword expressionlessly, he still did it casually. But it flew in the air and hit the eyebrows directly.

With a roar, the man gave up his plan to beg for mercy, and took out a long knife suddenly. Thousands of knife shadows suddenly exploded, sealing off the space in front of them.

But at this time, no matter how fast his sword shadow is, it can't stop this sword light.

There is no change, only the overwhelming, completely irresistible power!

Smash, Smash, Smash!

Defeat and disperse all the sword shadows! Then the tip of the sword hit the forehead of the young man in red.

"Those who violate the will of the orphan, punish! Huh?"

There was a cry of surprise, when Zong Shou retracted his sword. The young man's body, however, did not fall into the mist as originally intended. Instead, they scrambled to pieces and burst into countless flesh and blood powder.

It wasn't that there were any other accidents, but that his control over his own power was extremely poor, which led to this situation.

After the establishment of the country, plus the remaining 30 provinces facing Yunlu in the east, there are four billion people.

The kingly aura that Zong Shou can use is naturally soaring, which is more than ten times that of before.

Naturally, it becomes more and more difficult to control.

Using Zhou Shu to speed up these few dozen days, it seems that the effect is not too great.

"It seems that it will take some time to stabilize it—"

As this thought crossed his mind, Zong Shou immediately stopped paying attention. Since it is temporarily impossible to defeat the enemy with cleverness, then it is better to use force first.

Anyway, at this time, he also has such capital.

After beheading this beast, Zong Shou looked forward with a half-smile and said, "You two can come out now! Could it be that you don't agree with Gu Zhi's words?"

The focus of the eyes is out of focus, because they know that these two people are not in this position at all.

Sure enough, after a while, two figures appeared one after another. A thin figure with a sickly pale complexion, but wearing a black suit, making his face look more and more like a dead person.

The other was also in his twenties, with a strong body, and at this time his eyes were shining, and he looked over coldly. It's just that in the eyes, there are mostly fear and surprise, and caution.

"Your Majesty, you are joking! The Shangxiao Sect will be destroyed if it doesn't exist, and the disciples of the Demon Lotus Sect will be killed as soon as they want. How dare we offend the two of us so easily?"

The person who spoke was that dead-faced young man, and then he asked with a smile: "I just want to discuss with your majesty, can't you be accommodating?"

Zong Shou heard this voice, it was the person who spoke from Moxinzong on the top of Xiaoshan that day, but he was also smiling.

"Negotiate? Well, it's not impossible to accommodate!"

Originally, I didn't plan to really occupy this place alone. The Yinlong Valley is very large. With only Qiantianshan's family and the casual cultivators here, I am afraid that when the Yinlong wakes up, it will not be able to explore one percent.

Many spiritual formation restrictions can only be broken by relying on the power of these sects.

"It's just that Er Moxinzong can only take 20% of all the income in Yinlong Valley!"

That is to say, they worked hard inside, and 80% of all the profits had to be handed over to Qian Tianshan.

The dead face was silent for a while, this condition was too harsh.

After hesitating for a moment, he still opened his mouth and said: "Your Majesty, it doesn't seem like you want to discuss—"

Zong Shou heard the words, but rolled his eyes: "Who will discuss with you? If you don't want to, just get out!"

No matter how deep the city was, that dead-faced young man couldn't help being furious at this moment. If it was someone else, he would have slashed over with a sword.

But in front of him is Zong Shou——

The first of the Six Absolute Swords, the Zongshou who destroyed the Xuanling Sect of Shangxiao, the Zongshou whose swordsmanship can resist the spirit realm, has four thousand blood cloud knights, and is the Zongshou of the Qiantian Demon King!

With a slight sigh, the young man was about to agree, but there was another sneer in the distance: "The ruins of the Yinlong Valley were built by the ancestors of the ancient human race, and they belong to the people of the world. When will they become your private property of Gantian Mountain?"