Chapter 143: Styx Dies

The dust gradually dissipated, Ming Jue and the other secret martial artists finally saw clearly the two figures inside.

Dou Lingzhen frowned a step earlier, as a strong man of Wuzong, his eyes were as sharp as an eagle's. When the real power and spiritual energy in his eyes gather, he can see a hole for several miles, and the mere dust and sand can't stop his eyesight at all.

At first, he was slightly puzzled, but the next moment, when his eyes swept over Zong Shou's face and Chu Xue's cat ears, his expression was full of astonishment: "Are you that Gan Tianshan Shiyu?"

That face was vaguely familiar to everyone, not long ago he had seen it in the portrait sent by the people from Yunxia Mountain.

Even ten breaths ago, he planned to seize the property that this man was carrying with him.

But he didn't expect that after only a moment, this person was already in front of him.

I couldn't help but feel happy, isn't this mine the best place to kill people?

Then I felt suspicious again. The young man in front of him clearly has no inner breath and soul power. As the rumors said, he is a waste with two parallel veins and unable to cultivate.

But the spirit sword that cut off Mingjue's arm just now was at least a spirit master who can control the weapon and fly into the air. The three stone puppets, whose aura is comparable to that of a Nine Meridian Secret Martial Artist, also need to get out of the Aperture Realm to activate them.

He subconsciously thought just now that the girl put by the tiger cat next to him was controlling her. But looking carefully at this moment, I realized that this girl is only a secret martial artist at the peak of the Nine Meridians. The escaping soul power is even more normal, and should not reach the realm of cultivating spirits.

Then who is controlling the spirit sword and the three stone puppets? Immediately, a question popped into my mind.

Ming Jue was also startled, and carefully looked at Zong Shou's face, his eyes burning like flames. And when he glanced past Chuxue, his eyes lit up. Touching the wound on the broken arm of his left hand, Mingjue's face could not help but contort again, and he smiled ferociously: "Who cares about him! That man, catch me alive. I want him to light a sky lantern and burn it for ten days and ten days before he dies." Solve the hatred of my broken arm. I also want my demon spirit flag for that woman, and I happen to be short of a blood slave!"

Dou Lingzhen woke up abruptly when she heard the words, and burst out laughing. Who cares about who controls Lingxi and the three stone puppets, and what's weird about them, why bother so much as long as they are caught?

His eyes flashed brightly, and he only made a random gesture. The twenty strong bows behind him immediately made a sound of "puffing". A huge arrow as thick as twenty fingers pierced through the air. The bow is opened in a row, and only ten breaths are several powerful sharp arrows piercing through.

Followed closely by those two innate martial artists. Wearing heavy iron armor, his movements are like a civet cat running in the mountains, with gentle and quick movements. While guarding against the black wave Xi that was flying in mid-air, he approached quickly.

The arrow only hit the three stone puppets, and stone chips flew all over the place. One after another, a series of 'jingling, jingling' sounds were made, and the huge force carried by the arrows made the puppet's huge body move backwards.

In Chuxue's eyes, she couldn't help showing anxiety. But Zong Shou, who was beside him, was still in a daze and did not respond.

Seeing another ten sharp arrows attacking, and the three stone puppets are already full of holes, no matter how difficult it is to cover them all. Only that stone slab is extremely solid, but it can only deflect half of the arrows. Chuxue became anxious immediately, subconsciously trying to stand in front of Zong Shou.

But as soon as her figure moved, she was grabbed by a powerful hand. When he turned his head to look, he saw Zong Shouzheng looking forward with a smile on his lips. The look of hesitation in his eyes has long since faded away, leaving only a trace of helplessness and cold determination.

While Chuxue was relieved, she was stunned. At this moment, Zong Shou gave her a different feeling. In the past, whether it was laughing or cursing at her, she would always feel extremely cordial. At this moment, although Zong Shou was still smiling lightly, in her eyes, he seemed to be a stranger, as if he had no emotion, and was extremely indifferent.

Suddenly there was another shiver, and the surrounding temperature suddenly became colder. The wind in this pit is already very cold, but it is not as cold as it is at this moment, making people chill to the bone. The blood seems to be frozen.

In the next moment, only Zong Shou's voice was heard.

"Xue'er, close your eyes!"

Chuxue was stunned, at this moment, she might die in an instant, how could she close her eyes? She doesn't have the ability to fight blindly.

His eyes hesitated for a moment, but Chuxue still closed his eyelids. Cai Zongshou's voice just now was extraordinarily dignified and serious. Anyway, no matter what, she obeyed her young master's order, whether it was life or death.

It was dark before his eyes, and there was another "Zheng" sound next to his ears. Chuxue tried to identify it with her mind, and it was the sound of the Leiya sword being unsheathed. Under Chuan and Jin's wrappings, this unfinished spiritual weapon actually boiled up and hung in the air.

Then Zong Shou's voice sounded again.

"Remember, there is no order from my young master. Never open your eyes."

Chuxue looked stunned again, what is it, why can't I see it? The bottom of my heart sank slightly, and a bad thought came up. If it was the young master, he knew that there was no victory, and he planned to fight these people desperately. Don't let yourself see, it's to protect yourself

For a moment, Chu Xuefang was in a state of confusion. Eyelids moved slightly, struggling endlessly.

At this moment, Zong Shou has nothing else in his mind.

On the night of the seal, he really didn't want to use his mouth because of today's situation, but he couldn't even use it.

With a sigh, the cold power around his body became stronger for a few steps in an instant.

The moss on both sides of the underground stream nearby is also withering.

Countless ashes of death wound towards his right hand.

"Yellow spring stagnant water, blue falling cold waves one by one"

Zong Shou uttered a soft moan, and stretched out his hand, when he was holding the Thunder Tooth Sword. That right hand has turned gray and white, like a dead person. The whole person is not even half angry. The first three thousand strands of hair, and in this short time, all turned pale from the bottom to the bottom.

And when the true energy surged, there was another 'Zheng' sound. With the Thunder Tooth Sword, traces of thunder light flickered, and the world-shaking strength entwined with water and fire also emerged from the tip of the sword.

Blending with the gray and white air in one place, there is no disharmony with each other, and there is no rejection.

The so-called water of the underworld and the waves of the blue sky are originally gathered by the energy of death. And the power of death is already mixed with the laws of the heavens. Anything can cause death. Regardless of the five elements of gold, wood, water, fire, earth, or the light, darkness, yin, yang, wind, thunder and lightning. Either way, it contains the power of death

Therefore, not only is there no dissonance, but they resonate with each other, blending together like water and milk!

But Zong Shou's soft chant continued. The evening light waved, bringing up a piece of gray shadow. The gathered cold power and gray dead energy seemed to really turn into a Styx, flowing turbulently in this underground space.

"The Gathering of the Yin River, the Gate of the Nine Serenities. This sword pierces the darkness, and I will tell you of your death!"

Following the sound, Zong Shou seemed to disappear into this world. With this Taotao Styx, merge into one.

And at this moment, the first to feel the change in Zongshou, apart from Chuxue who was hesitating whether to open his eyes, were the two innate martial artists who were originally murderous and ferocious. His pupils shrank, revealing a look of horror.

But at this moment, the gray sword shadow suddenly changed from extremely quiet to extremely dynamic. The purple thunder flashed for a while, and this night it seemed that there was no entity, piercing out of the netherworld, and the ghostly ghost came before him.

Even the heavy armor worn by these two innate martial artists was useless.

Even unable to sense it, the nails on the neck were pierced like yuba, and then the neck felt a chill from the blade.

For a moment, he was terrified, but after he realized it, the gray and dead figure had already passed through the gap between them without any hesitation.

After another full moment, I realized that I hadn't died yet, and there was no blood leaking from the wound on my neck.

But just when the two were overjoyed and looked at each other with some rejoicing, they were both stunned and stared at each other in a daze.

I saw the figure on the opposite side, 'withering, drying up' at an astonishing speed. Not only could he no longer lift the slightest bit of strength, but his skin was also aging in an instant, and even decayed rapidly.

The whole process was horrifying and depressing!

There was only one thought left in my mind, what kind of sword this time? So terrifying, so domineering?

Zong Shou's figure was still galloping. With the help of the power of the outer alchemy, he can leap more than ten feet. The shadow of the sword flickered, and it was so easy that he pushed all the arrows away.

The distance of a hundred feet is just an instant. Dou Lingzhen also turned pale, looking at the gray-white sword, her eyes were full of horror, feeling that the situation was extremely strange. The pale figure in front of him seemed extremely dangerous.

How could the son of Qian Tianshan, who was rumored to be a cripple, know martial arts? Moreover, he is a dual cultivator of spirit and martial arts, and both have innate cultivation bases out of the body?

What is the origin of this movement, this swordsmanship? so weird?

Before he had time to think about it, Mingjue shot Fan Zhang Dao Talisman immediately. It turned into fire dragons in mid-air, rushing forward and biting. The claw chain between the sleeves also shot out, entangled with Zongshou. crawl.

But with the flash of the evening light, the fire dragons all over the sky disappeared without a trace. With the second swing of the sword, all the dozens of claw chains will be tempered.

In front of that gray-white sword, it seems that everything is like rotten wood, which can be cut off easily!

Dou Lingzhen drew out his weapon, and slashed horizontally with incomparable domineering aura. With sharp saber aura, he directly cut several feet deep marks on the nearby stone wall. Seeing this at the moment, he took a breath of cold air. In memory, there is only one person who can use such a sword technique.

"Mingjian! You are Yunxiashan'Mingjian, Lu Qing?" Dou Lingzhen felt wrong when the words came out. The rumored Lu Qing was a burly man, nearly forty years old. But the young man in front of him is obviously less than fifteen years old, so he doesn't seem to be disguised.

And this sword, although it has already been cultivated at the innate elementary level, barely uses the sword force. However, what he felt at this moment was a sense of death that penetrated directly into his mind.

It seems that no matter how the situation changes, no matter how it is resisted, it will not be able to change the final result.

This sword is several times stronger than that 'Underworld Sword, Lu Qing'!