Chapter 711 Insane

Wu Xuzi touched the mirror with his hand, and then his eyes shifted.

"Brothers, you can help me!"

When the words fell, a few Taoists had already stepped aside to the side of this treasure.

Inspired by the soul power, on the mirror surface, there was a huge vortex that produced holes of mirror light, breaking through layers of time and space.

When the vortex finally stopped, there were waves of ripples on the mirror surface. A blurry picture began to emerge

It was vaguely an island in the lake, and then slowly became clear.

When the image in the mirror is completely displayed in front of everyone. Everyone in this quiet room is suffocating.

All I could see was blood, and most of the original pavilions here had disappeared. There are powder fragments everywhere, and there are human flesh and blood fragments.

Blood flowed, almost dyed the lake near the small island red.

But at this time, above the old view of inaction, there is only one person standing, a young man in bright gold clothes, with three thousand feet of thunder wings stretched behind him.

And beside it, there are still a few silver flying ants floating at this time, and it is not known what kind of insects and beasts they are.

Down below, there are still a few Daoist people who look distraught and indignant, rushing into the air. The momentum is tragic, and it is clear that there is a will to die.

It's just that young man, but he remains unmoved. He looked down indifferently, and looked at the eyes of several people like ants.

"It's really Zongshou!"

A sleepy murmur sounded in the room, the sound was both resentful and frightened.

At this moment, the young man's sword light trembled, and the entire island in the middle of the lake trembled endlessly. The remaining buildings are also flashing one after another, and the lake surface within a hundred miles is full of waves.

One gold and one silver, two flashes of light kept flashing, bringing bloody flowers in the crowd.

The three thousand zhang thunder wings spread countless black flames and exploded. The bluish-white sword light also flashed away.

The Taoist priests who were flying upwards were already separated from their heads, and their bodies fell from the sky one after another.

The whole concept of doing nothing will leave no living beings in an instant. Zong Shou didn't leave, but used sword energy as a pen to carve a dragon-like character 'four' on the ground.

The surrounding blood springs flowed into it, dyeing this big character red in an instant.

Then his eyes were cold, and he looked over here from afar

The corners of his lips twitched coldly. A clear sword shadow flew in mid-air, slashing towards it.

The picture in the mirror, as expected, was turbulent and finally disappeared without a trace.

"Fenkongzhiyan, this person must be that Zongshou!"

"The whole family is wiped out! Another 1,900 lives, this person is really worse than a beast!"

"It's the devil! This person's heart is even more vicious than those of the devil!"

"Four? Is this to tell me that there are fifth and sixth concepts of inaction?"

"It's simply arrogance! I have never been humiliated like this in tens of thousands of years."

"The concept of inaction is also incompetent! More than a thousand disciples, plus the power of the magic circle, can't stop it for even half a moment!"

"Why don't you say that this sword guarding technique is too strong?"

"This should be the Platinum Dragon Sword and the Instant Sky Dragon Sword. They are so fierce! With this sword alone, all the people below the middle level of the spirit realm can't take it with a single sword. No wonder Xu Wen Linya fell into his hands."

"Unfortunately, this sky realm can only observe the form and shadow, but not the source of the law. I don't know what kind of state that Zongshou Sword Dao has reached."

Wujue's face was even paler, looking towards the side of the Wanhun Lamp Room.

There are also monks in Wuwei Temple, who leave the soul lamp here. Just now, three consecutive soul lamps went out in succession. Two ninth-level, one spiritual realm.

Just now, he watched this spirit-level martial artist die under Zong Shoujian.

Teaming up with several fellow sects, even Zong Shou's sword can't be stopped!

In his Pushan Temple, there are only two returning spirits.

There are four thousand disciples, and the formation of guarding the view is slightly stronger than the view of inaction. But how long can they resist this monster?

One moment or two?

Wuxu's eyes were also fluctuating for a while.

In the hundreds of years in charge of the Dao Lingqiu Realm, there has never been anyone who can make him lose every inch and be at a loss.

"quiet!"

He picked up the small hammer, and tapped lightly on the golden clock again.

Immediately, another grand bell rang, resounding through the Dao Lingqiong Realm.

Staying indoors, the tranquility was restored again. Wuxu's eyelids were half-opened and half-closed, still indifferent.

"The demise of the four sects of Guanling, Wuwei, Weishan, and Wenyi is the responsibility of this deity. I never expected it, and I didn't take precautions. After this battle, I will ask the elders in the sky to discuss my crime. However, this sect is insane. But it's not just our opportunity. No matter what, we must solve this disaster and avenge this blood revenge for the four dead warriors.

It can be seen from these words that the expressions on the faces of the many Taoists are different. Or take it seriously, or sneer, or don't care, or share the same hatred.

Wuxu didn't pay any attention to it, and just asked lightly.

"Near Wuwei Temple, what sects are there under the jurisdiction of my Dao Lingqiu?"

Underneath it, a Taoist on the upper left side pondered for a while before answering: "One thousand and nine hundred miles to the south, Dagu Temple. Two thousand and four hundred miles to the northwest, Wuding Temple. Three thousand miles to the southeast, Zhanshan Mountain Zong"

Every time the Taoist said a word, everyone in the room frowned.

At this time, within the Qiong Realm, there are only about forty people who are strong in the Spirit Realm.

The Zilinyan Spear Cavalry was hit hard only a year ago, and has yet to recover.

Then these sects, where should they guard?

It is also possible to pass the law of the void to come, but these sects are also needed, and they can last for a while.

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It was at the time when all the Taoists in the Wanhun Lamp Room felt in a difficult situation.

At this time, Zong Shou was heading south, stepping into the sky, taking a thousand feet in one step.

At this time, Xiao Jin was already asleep on his left arm, turning into an armguard.

A few quarters of an hour ago, when he merged with the Innate Cold Spirit and Geng Ming Qi, there were already signs of advancement.

After slaughtering the Wuwei Concept with him, he couldn't hold on anymore and fell asleep.

And on his right side, there are seven silver cocoons floating in the air, closely following his figure.

This is Han Xi, and those six Holy Fire Silver Ants. Also not long after leaving the view of inaction, countless silver threads spewed out from all over his body, wrapping himself tightly.

In the battle of Wuwei, except for those Taoist priests above the ninth rank, he hardly ever made a move.

It was all done by Han Xi, together with his soldiers and ants.

It seems that those creatures and flesh and blood in the concept of inaction are the best nutrients for their growth.

Zong Shou suddenly paused, and looked into the distance. The Dagu Temple in the south can already be vaguely sensed, and the distance is less than three hundred miles.

In the next moment, Zong Shou narrowed his eyes slightly.

As expected, he had prepared himself for such a lonely view.