Chapter 744 Nameless Evolution

The mighty strength rushed out from a distance. As soon as it spread out, the entire land of a hundred miles was shaken to dust.

The collision of two tyrannical and huge thoughts immediately set off a storm of soul power and scattered in all directions.

Zong Shou raised his eyebrows, and tried his best to support himself on the spot, resisting the remaining strength of the storm and the majestic soul pressure.

Then I saw the huge dragon claws that suddenly appeared in the air, directly smashing Yuan Mengzi's body into pieces, and the blood was flying.

Seeing this, Zong Shou didn't show much joy. Knowing that Yuan Mengzi seems to have been shattered physically, he has fallen.

But everyone who has reached this level can be reborn with a drop of blood. If you want to kill it, even if it is as strong as Ao Kun, you still need to spend some effort.

Sure enough, when the blood was about to drift away, a huge group of golden flames suddenly rose from the dragon's claws. It burns and expands, trapping all the blood in it.

But at this time, another blue light descended in the sky. Shuttle from the sky not far away. If you look carefully, it is a sword light, the Tao rhyme is leisurely, and it is extremely fierce.

Wherever it passed, time and space shattered, golden flames scattered, and the power was only under the dragon's claws.

And the huge dragon claw bounced up again at the moment when Jin Yan was about to be completely cut apart. With a flick of his toe, he hit the cyan sword light.

After the loud bang of '嗡', the sword light shattered. On the dragon's claw, there was also a wound, and traces of golden blood dripped out.

After that, a little bit of fly ash scattered down from the golden flame.

Seeing this situation, Shui Lingbo immediately let out a soft sigh.

"It's really annihilation of body and soul! Your righteous brother is really a cruel method! From now on, it will be difficult for the Daoist sect to give up."

Zong Shou breathed a sigh of relief. He also sighed hypocritically,

"If I knew this earlier, why bother?"

He sacrificed so much, if he couldn't kill Yuan Mengzi. This trip was really in vain.

As for Shui Lingbo, it's hard to say goodbye. But he didn't care about it at all.

He and the Daoist sect were sworn enemies as early as a year ago. You die and I die, there is no other possibility.

Now it's just adding another debt, it's not painful or itchy——

Seeing the flying ashes disperse, Yuan Mengzi's soul. no longer exist in the world. Zong Shou returned to his own consciousness with another thought.

Then it was discovered that Xiao Ri had withdrawn from here. But the silver-white giant dragon is still there.

This yin dragon is only in the early stages of the divine realm. But the genus of the Yin dragon is originally the original soul of the dragon clan after losing its body, which is transformed by the power of gathering Yin evil. In addition to stealth and invisibility. The best thing is the soul fighting technique.

Therefore, after fighting Yuan Mengzi just now, he was still unscathed.

Staying in his primordial soul seems to be for his purpose to observe the situation after Yuan Mengzi has receded.

Seeing his death, he wanted to leave. The dragon body swings. Just turned around.

Zong Shou felt that it was extremely weird, and he still had doubts about Kong Rui's words of 'protecting the holy beast'.

But today, this 'Yin Dragon' made a timely move. It made him safe and sound this time, but it was true.

Although this guy has occupied the magpie's nest and occupied the throne of Abi. Really annoying.

But if he can do this, and get another god to help him, he will still make a lot of money.

anyway. This dragon is far away in Qiantian Mountain. It is a hundred thousand miles away from here, how did it come here?

With his thoughts flying, Zong Shou's face was already full of 'enthusiastic' smirks, and he greeted the silver-white dragon.

"Brother Long! My little brother is being polite here."

with previous attitudes. is very different. No matter whether it is "protecting the national holy beast", it needs to be won over first.

The silver-white dragon was obviously taken aback. Then he was extremely uncomfortable, and shivered all over his body.

He glanced up and down at Zong Shou strangely, but didn't care. He shook his head with a 'chi' and snorted, then he didn't want to pay attention to him anymore. With a flick of his figure, he passed by Zong Shou's side. The swimming of the dragon's body caused Zong Shou's soul to turbulently.

Zong Shou was extremely embarrassed and tried his best to stabilize this turbulent soul sea again.

He cursed secretly in his heart, vowing that one day, sooner or later, he would chop up this ignorant stupid dragon, cramp and skin it!

This guy is even more arrogant than Ao Kun.

But this time, his thoughts finally felt clearly.

The place where this silver-white giant dragon came and went was through the Abi Throne. The mind and soul are connected, and it is almost integrated with his kingly aura.

"What is the reason for this?"

Puzzled, Zong Shou could only let go temporarily, his consciousness left the soul sea and returned again.

It only took one breath for the Yinlong to leave. But at this moment, the surrounding world is still deadly silent.

The huge dragon claw in the distance has disappeared. And the hundreds of soul thoughts in the vicinity are still silent, it seems that they don't even dare to take a breath, the silence is terrifying.

Only Shui Lingbo is so nervous that he doesn't care.

"Yuan Mengzi has fallen, this door is really in trouble."

Halfway through the conversation, Zong Shou's expression was extremely ugly. She didn't know Zong Shou, and she had just been deflated in front of that 'National Protector Saint Beast'. As long as it is this guy, he will suffer a lot from Yuan Mengzi's blow.

Slight worry appeared in his eyes, Shui Lingbo carefully sensed it with his spiritual sense, and he felt relieved when he realized that Zong Shou Yuanshen was indeed fine.

"After this battle, your Tianshan Mountain, I'm afraid you will have a better life for decades?"

Zong Shou thought for a while, then smiled: "There should be thirty years! Not only the lonely Qiantian Mountain, but also the Dao of the common people?"

After a series of confrontations, the prestige of Dao Lingqiong Realm has been extremely low at this time, it can be said to have fallen to the lowest point.

When Yuan Mengzi died, the last layer of face was peeled off.

In the next few decades, the Dao Lingqiu Realm will first have to deal with the Middle Earth Demon Dao, spying on the many mineral veins under its control.

It also has to deal with the suppression of the big merchants, and the pressure of Tai Lingzong and Dao Lingzong.

It is necessary to rebuild the prestige among the three thousand gates, and it is necessary to deal with the middle-earth family and the dispute with the great merchant royal family——

It is no longer possible. Do you have any big moves against Qian Tianshan? Even if there is, it is only limited to Zong Shou and people of Ao Kun's level.

At this time, there is not much energy left to oppress other sects.

That's why Zong Shou said that Cang Sheng Dao also benefited.

In fact, Jianzong Buddhism. The same is true. There is no time for other people in the Dao Lingqiu Realm, and the next few decades will be much easier.

At this time, Zong Shou felt relieved.

Zong Shou didn't care about those Lingshi compensations. Those who participated in many tragedies in the east of Yunlu. It is impossible for Daomen to hand over.

The only thing that is on my mind is that I don't want to get involved any more with those innocent people under my command.

Didn't Yuan Mengzi refuse to give it to him? Then he, Zong Shou, will come and pick it up in person!

Shui Lingbo smiled sweetly when he heard the words, his eyes flashed.

The one who was most satisfied was Zong Shou, who said "I am the way of the common people", obviously not the way of the common people. as an outsider.

"But you need to be careful. In this battle, you will only hurt the authority of the Dao Lingqiu Realm in the cloud world. The accumulation of Dao Lingqiong Realm's ten thousand years of management is no small matter. Dozens of gates, nearly a hundred spiritual realms, and one Yuanmengzi. Insignificant At this time, the spiritual tide is rising, and it will take up to ten years to recover. There are also many strong people who are outside the realm and have not returned. From my point of view, Zongshou your battle is still a bit reckless. How ridiculous is it to challenge such a behemoth with the body of an ant? It’s better to hide minions and accumulate strength—”

Zong Shou couldn't help laughing when he heard the words, and fixed his eyes on Shui Lingbo.

"These last few words, but Brother Han asked you to say them?"

That Shui Lingbo was suffocated, his face showed a slight embarrassment, and then his expression was calm.

"It's the same in our family's eyes."

Zong Shou smiled and said nothing. Neither agree nor refute.

Daoist behemoth. It is true that fighting against it will not happen overnight.

But even forbearance requires a safe environment.

To be able to fight is to be able to make peace, and we must force the Taoist sect to ignore themselves. All the claws and fangs that are protruding from it will be cut off!

Besides, although the gains in this battle are small, compared to the entire Taoist sect, it is indeed nothing, but small things can accumulate into big things.

Cut off its minions and cut off its branches.

Take it step by step, and sooner or later, the foundation of the giant mountain of Daomen will be dug and pushed away.

Seeing Zong Shou's expression, Shui Lingbo knew this one, but he didn't really care about it. At the moment, he shook his head slightly: "Yuan Mengzi is dead, Zong Shou, what are you going to do next? Continue to seal the door and challenge?"

Zong Shou gave a "hey" and reached out his hand to grab the nameless sword that "provided by the mad cow" that was inserted into the ground into his hand.

As soon as I started to feel a little heavy, the quality of this sword seems to have improved a lot.

After thinking about it for a while, Zong Shou remembered just now. When Yuan Mengzi's original soul was shattered and his soul power scattered.

At that time, he was in the sea of ​​consciousness, trying to communicate with the stubborn 'Guardian God'.

However, there was still a reaction to the external thoughts, and it seemed that at that moment, most of Yuan Mengzi's scattered soul power was absorbed into the nameless sword.

But it didn't give back to him, it should be used to temper the sword body.

He still doesn't know what this sword was refined from. When it first entered his hands, it was only equivalent to a medium-grade magic weapon.

But in just one year, the sharpness of the blade has already reached the top level.

Especially in the past ten days, dozens of sects have been massacred, and nearly a hundred spirit realms have been slaughtered. Almost every day, the quality of this sword will improve a lot.

"What a weird thing—"

Muttering something softly in his mouth, Zong Shou took the sword away. Then he showed a bright smile.

"Naturally run away! If you don't leave, most of the people there will have to fight Gu."

Even if it looks like a mourning soldier, it may not be invincible. But today's matter is here, and the bystanders around will no longer sit and watch.

Go on, it's a wise man not to do it!

Besides, at this time, his barrier is already broken and the catastrophe is approaching, so it is really not appropriate to stay longer.

With a flick of his sleeves that he thought was chic, Zong Shou was about to escape. I heard Shui Lingbo say from behind: "Why don't you wipe off your nosebleed? It's so ugly."

Zong Shou's figure suddenly shook and almost fell from the air.