Chapter Seventy-Sixty

A sharp golden energy burst out suddenly. In a blink of an eye, a scar was cut on his cheek.

Outside the hall, a burst of flames exploded, breaking the cornice on the east side.

Zong Shou was not surprised but happy, with a hint of joy on his face.

It really is inflammation! What I didn't expect was that there was gold in this flame—although it failed this time, the Nine Luminaries of Light had already been unlocked!

No matter how you change it later, it will not move the root.

A chain of robbery locks, if this one is broken, it will be much easier to wipe out the rest!

This is a flawless rotation, but there is also a crack.

At this moment, Zong Shou only heard a shout of joy from dozens of miles away.

"Everyone! This demon is obviously unable to hold on, and has no strength left. If you don't do anything now, when will you have to wait?"

Zong Shou was suddenly surprised, speechless for a while.

Up to this time, it was only five rounds of Jiuyaoxuan empty wheel kalpa. Which eye did this person see? He no longer has the strength. Just because a corner of this spirit lock hall was blown away?

In an instant, the crowd was turbulent, and countless brilliance from dozens of miles away rushed towards the rooftop.

The spiritual light was rippling, and the Heavenly Escape Zhoutian Great Formation here was also activated.

Dozens of three-dimensional line traces traverse the world. Divide the tens of miles of space into dozens of equal parts.

The sky and the earth shifted, and a flash of spiritual light impacted outside the formation, and was immediately absorbed and moved by the big formation of Heavenly Dun Zhou. But he gathered all the absorbed spiritual methods in one place. In the southeast corner of that. Suddenly 'released'.

It almost swept across the area, and within five miles of that area, all the monks turned into blood mist. Except for a few spiritual realms, who escaped in embarrassment.

A total of nearly 200 monks turned into blood mist. Not even the two ninth steps could escape.

That miserable state. There was a dead silence for dozens of miles around.

But in just a moment, those brilliance shone even more violently.

But the vast majority of monks. Including those within the spirit realm, they were all blocked from the formation.

Only a small part, the attack is particularly violent. It is possible to rush into the formation, but it is often moved instantly.

Then they appeared, either in front of the armored army, submerged by the attacking crossbow, or appeared under the blade of the blood cloud cavalry.

Or, on those sub-stages that ascended to the sky, dozens of hundreds of fallen spirits were all slaughtered in one encounter, without exception.

Just a few dozen breaths. There are hundreds of monks buried in this large formation.

"What a heavenly escape Zhoutian formation! What a Kong Rui!"

Zong Shou sighed in admiration, this array was deployed by Kong Rui and was also presided over by him. It's not a simple resistance, but a combination of offense and defense. all the time. They are all reducing the strength of these attackers.

It was like a flesh and blood mill was turning, crushing all those who rushed into the formation into pieces.

Zong Shou soon felt strange again. The ability to escape the Heavenly Zhou Formation this day, with the background of Taoism, it is not impossible to fail to see it. It is also impossible not to know. I have made considerable progress in deciphering the Nine Luminous Xuankong Wheel Tribulation by myself.

To say that there is nothing to spare is a joke!

Thoughts swirled, Zong Shou realized something in just a moment.

Are you planning to use these people as cannon fodder?

Thinking of this, Zong Shou gathered his spiritual energy in his eyes again. Penetrating tens of miles of space, I saw a beautiful female crown standing on the cloud with an indifferent face.

Beside him are several monks in the spiritual realm, accompanying and protecting him with condensed expressions.

It was Qingming, the Taoist woman who escaped from his sword that day!

At this time, the woman also had some feelings. Also focus on the eyes, and he looked at each other. The corners of the thin lips twitched immediately, revealing a hint of sarcasm.

The resentment in those eyes almost turned into substance, and there was also a bit of pleasure.

Zong Shou also couldn't help laughing, thinking that Zi Guizi who died in his hands that day, could it be this woman's lover? Just hate him that much?

Also faintly realized that this Taoist nun, the acting palace master of Dao Lingqiong Realm, seemed to be in a hurry-at this time, the Tiantai was in four directions, fifty miles away. All of them were shining brightly, and dozens of sharp sword qi shot up into the sky.

It turned out to be a total of forty-nine real martial arts swordsmen, occupying seven directions. They formed seven sets of Zhenwu Seven-section Formation, and the chain of seven formations was another Zhenwu Seven-section formation.

That wisp of fierce sword energy spread across the sky in an instant. Cutting vertically and horizontally, it pervades and impacts on the periphery of this large formation.

Then the sword energy flickered and disappeared, bit by bit breaking the talisman prohibition of the Heavenly Escape Formation.

Zong Shou's heart trembled slightly, and after a careful look, he was relieved.

It was discovered that these forty-nine people were not all real martial arts swordsmen in the quasi-spiritual realm.

There are about twenty other people who are real spiritual realms. His cultivation base is higher, and the swords in his hands are not ordinary.

However, he is far less familiar with the real martial arts seven-section formation than real true martial arts swordsmen. The fundamental path that I have cultivated is also inconsistent.

It was improvised, although it was very powerful, it also had many flaws.

Sure enough, the seven real martial arts formations were powerful at the beginning, and they were very prestigious for a while. The sword energy all over the sky gradually froze.

The Tiandun Zhoutian formation began to rebound, and the speed at which the spirit prohibition runes disintegrated, and at what speed they were repaired.

Zong Shou smiled slightly, and then threw it casually. He threw the nameless sword in his hand out of the platform.

It flipped and fell, and was firmly nailed to the open space in front of the platform!

The red light on the sword was rippling, absorbing the power of the scattered ghosts around it.

And at this time, if you can descend from the sky, you can see the blood of all the people who died in battle. They all seem to be alive, gathering under the platform.

After that, I no longer care about the situation outside the formation. Zong Shou casually took out another fourth-grade dharma sword, and fused the Yuan Yihun sword into it. In an instant, this sword weapon was promoted to the seventh rank, and entered the top-rank level of the magic weapon, and the mind and soul were connected.

Then weaved a layer upon layer of overlapping sword curtains again, intertwined with the nine balls of white light.

He couldn't directly prevent the coming of the Nine Luminaries Calamity, he could only wave a sword, seducing the power of the Dao to delay.

Constantly probing, constantly cracking.

When there is something by chance, it will be cut out with a sword, trying to cut its root.

Unaware of the passage of time, I concentrated on it until another three rounds of Jiuyaoxuan Kongzhuanlun Jie passed.

Between the brows and eyes, there was a hint of joy.

Sure enough, there is a definite number in the laws of misfortune and fortune in this world. Misfortune is where blessings lie, and blessings are where misfortune lies, without exception.

If the sky takes something away, it will surely give something back in return.

Although the first calamity of this heaven realm is strong, it is so strong that it makes people despair. But in this constant cracking, constant blocking and temptation. His comprehension of the laws of heaven and earth contained in the Nine Luminaries Xuankong Wheel Tribulation has also advanced by leaps and bounds.

As long as it is reversed, it will be the way—two hours have passed by now, and Zong Shou's sword swing is becoming more and more difficult.

It often takes 80% of the power to chop the nine luminous light into pieces.

But on the contrary, he was a little reluctant to break the nine groups of nine lights.

The longer the time, the more 'Tao' he can comprehend, naturally.

Fortunately, the vigor and soul consciousness in this body are still growing, and there is still a lot of leeway.

But at this moment, there was a sudden explosion in the sky in front of him.

The unbreakable spiritual law restriction was finally pierced by a huge hole. A cyan figure swam in.

There was another burst of cheers from the monks outside the formation.

"It's Daoist Qingming! The array is broken!"

"The big formation is missing, and this demon is sure to die! Fellow Daoists, please continue to work hard!"

Kong Yao next to him also frowned, and stood outside the hall with the silver spear in his hand.

The Nine Luminaries only targeted Zong Shou and had no effect on her.

He only focused on locking with his thoughts on the figure breaking into the formation in the distance.

I saw that Daoist Qingming entered the battle, dodging several times in succession. Avoiding the movement of the Tiandun Zhoutian formation, but unexpectedly, did not attack the Tianzhu stage.

Instead, he chose Kong Rui, the sub-stage hosted by him. A shadow of a shadow pointed directly at the core of the formation!

Zong Shou's thoughts at this time finally began to be distracted. It's just that the eyes are full of sarcasm.

Is it the late stage of the spiritual realm? Not enough to watch!

With a stretch of thought, a Yunyan flying knife in front of him flew up immediately. It turned into a silver knife light and pierced into the sky. A distance of ten thousand zhang is here in an instant!

When the sharp silhouette landed on the stage, the silver knife light also flew towards it.

Outside that formation, there was still a lot of noise.

"Eternal Spirit Breaking Shuttle, Unparalleled Breaking Formation, really deserves its reputation!"

"What a Qingming! That place seems to be the center of the Heavenly Dungeon Formation?"

"This Kong Rui controlled the formation today and slaughtered nearly ten thousand people. He can't be tolerated!"

But Master Qingming himself, at this moment, was terrified to the extreme, no longer caring about the flying shuttle, his figure flickered, and he kept avoiding it.

But there was still no way to dodge it, the silver light only flashed, and it penetrated into the center of his eyebrows.

A little blood burst, and then the body fell, the soul was scattered, and there was no sound.

The surrounding voices immediately fell silent. Then everyone's eyes focused on the previous big wound again.

I saw two figures, taking advantage of the moment before the recovery, they rushed in one after another.

Then there were bursts of surprise sounds, resounding through the sky.

"Reverend Fenghua, six hundred years ago, used the talisman to dominate the world!"

"It's Moying Sanren! That devil actually went in!"

"Combining internal and external forces, this time we will definitely be able to—"

The voice stopped abruptly, and there were two more silver lights rushing out from the platform.

Brilliant to dazzling, but also gorgeous to the extreme! In the void, two beautiful arcs were drawn, and then suddenly pierced into the eyebrows of the two people in the distance! That phantom ghost, even before he had time to disintegrate the phantom, was bloody, his body fell, and his soul was scattered.

The entire space became silent again. Until the south, there was a shout of anger.

"So crazy!"

When the words fell, countless wooden vines rose from the ground.