Chapter 737: Negotiations Break Down

The furious thoughts swept back and forth on the Cuiming Peak.

When the wind blows up, all the houses, plants and trees are silently crumbling.

Zong Shou's body and bones were also creaking, but they still stood upright.

Under the pressure of this Yuan Mengzi's mind, although it was extremely hard. But the mind and sword intent, not only did not collapse under this strong pressure, but became more and more tenacious.

Even the power of the gods in Xiu began to vibrate one after another, rapidly merging into the physical body at a speed ten times and a hundred times before.

It is even more faintly felt that the existing cracks on that layer of sky barrier are slowly expanding at an invisible speed.

If a strong man of the gods wants to kill a ninth-level person, he will naturally be like crushing ants. But here, after all, is the cloud world.

At the beginning of the spiritual tide, no matter how strong this Yuan Mengshou is. Being able to display strength is only at the middle level of the spirit realm.

Naturally, such a spiritual state cannot be compared with Guizi and Qiuhua.

Even with the same true power and the same soul thought. Yuan Mengzi, who has mastered the more profound Dao of Law and has been able to get in touch with the source of Dao, is also enough to crush Cui Guizi and others! There is no problem with one against a hundred.

One does not mean that he is steadfast, and he has no ability to resist in front of this person.

It was precisely because of his body that the former Xizi came to the cloud realm. He was besieged and killed by thousands of 'ninth ranks'!

Naturally, at this time, Zongshou would never be able to find so many strong men, not even one percent.

But fortunately there is Abi Throne, fortunately the kingly martial arts he learned is the most powerful kingly martial arts handed down in foreign lands for thousands of years

'Emperor Wind'

Fortunately, Huizhou Island was only ten thousand miles away from Zhongtu under his rule.

And even the Dao Lingqiong Realm in the hinterland of Middle Earth is only 40,000 miles away.

Therefore, there was no reverence in his eyes, and even more provocative, looking at the person in front of him.

But at this moment, on the entire mountain peak, except for the strong wind, there was an oppressive silence.

Yuan Mengzi's complexion was as gloomy as water.

After a full four to five hundred breaths, Shui Lingbo coughed suddenly, covered his lips and smiled delicately: "Senior Yuan Meng, if you have something to say, you can talk about it. There is no way for you to go on like this. Our family is in a state now The Lord has a lot of things to do every day, but I don’t have much time to spend time here with you.”

Yuan Mengzi glanced at her coldly, his eyes filled with murderous intent. Finally, he restrained himself and looked at Zong Shou.

"Very good! I, Yuan Mengzi, have never seen anyone dare to speak to me like this in my life, but you, Zong Shou, are the first! Let me give you one last chance and return to Donglin.

Within a year, you must never step into Middle Earth. otherwise"

"Otherwise what?"

The words were interrupted before Zong Shou raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Are you planning to do it yourself, so that the orphans will have no place to die? Or will you let those wastes in the Dao Lingqiong Realm come and kill the orphans?"

Eighteen silver flying ants around him flew out of the sleeve one after another. Little Jin Hanxi also appeared on both sides of him.

Zong Shou looked up again, looking at the stars. A breeze hung from his side.

A wound opened on the wrist at some unknown time, and the blood snaked down again and again, dripping in the clouds about Zhang Xu below him and hovering.

As if there was life, it flowed horizontally in all directions, and in a blink of an eye, it formed a talisman array with a radius of ten feet.

This made Zong Shou's aura surge, which is the power of one country in the sky, and he was attracted by him again.

It is impossible for the ruler of a country to be slaughtered by others as soon as he goes abroad. Even in the cloud world, there are many royal families who have been studying this way for thousands of years.

Therefore, even if it is a decent kingly way of martial arts, there is always a secret method, so that the lord of a country can use part of his power outside the country's borders. But the price is very heavy.

And Zong Shou's style of emperor is the method of blood sacrifice. Burn all your blood energy, essence, and even life essence!

"Emperor Wind?"

Yuan Mengzi frowned again, surprise appeared in his eyes, he actually recognized this formation, and then laughed and mocked.

"Could it be that the monarch still wants to fight me?"

"What's the matter with fighting?"

His sword eyebrows were slanted, but Zong Shou didn't draw his sword immediately, but asked meaningfully.

"As long as Daoist Yuanmeng is willing, Gu will accompany you naturally! I don't know Daoist you, but do you have this kindness?"

Hearing this, Yuan Meng's aura was suffocated, his eyes were complicated, murderous intent was revealed suddenly, hesitation was sometimes hesitant, cloudy and sunny, and all colors intertwined.

After a while, it calmed down again. He flicked his sleeves and chuckled again.

"Five thousand spirit stones, no offense for ten years! I will never make any more concessions in the Dao Lingqiong Realm. If the monarch refuses, then continue to consume it. Yuanmeng recognizes this Taoist catastrophe! Since the monarch still wants to It is up to you to stay in Middle-earth. I want to see, how long can you, Zong Shou, stay in Middle-earth?"

After speaking, the avatar condensed in the mid-air turned into dots of aura and dispersed one by one.

But that gaze was still icy cold, looking down at Zong Shou.

"I advise the monarch, don't think too highly of yourself. A few things are enough!"

With these words, the last figure of Yuanmeng also disappeared.

The majesty of the soul thought pervading here also disappeared without a trace in an instant.

"Enough is enough!"

Zong Shou smiled, and then turned to look beside him: "Junior Sister came all the way, could it be that she also wanted to say this to me?"

"I'm here to advise you under the orders of Senior Brother Han, don't push the Dao Lingqiu Realm too hastily."

'Junior Sister, the words came to my ears, Shui Lingbo gritted his teeth in anger, and it took a lot of effort to calm down. Then he said with a strange expression: "You are so sure, so Yuan Meng won't kill you?"

"If he had intentions, he would have already made a move, so why talk about it? Even if a battle is inevitable, I am confident that you, senior brother, can escape. It is a rare experience to have a chance to fight against the God Realm."

While speaking, Zong Shou drew with his hands. The blood sacrifice array below him not only did not stop, but was perfected step by step.

The blood gleamed, and gradually formed a bloody symbol between his eyebrows.

Zong Shou also consumed most of his true strength and soul. But in the next moment, Zong Shou crushed several pills in his mouth and swallowed them all. In an instant, most of it recovered.

It's just that his complexion is slightly pale. The real power soul can be easily recovered, but the blood essence consumed is not so easy to recover.

Shui Lingbo looked strange, but didn't think too much for a moment. Dao Zong kept this to ensure safety and just in case. So he shook his head slightly: "Just a few days ago, the real Chongguang couldn't bear it and fought with Ao Kun once. In this battle, Chongguang was defeated and seriously injured, so he had no choice but to escape. Although the two are at the same level, their fighting strength There is quite a gap. Your righteous brother is really amazing!"