Chapter 729: The Lord Has Died!

"It's really fallen!"

On the top of Qiantian Mountain, on the platform of offering sacrifices. At this time, Kong Rui was looking at the night sky.

It can be seen that in the bright stars, a smear of blood flashed, and many stars were slightly dimmed.

This change is invisible to ordinary people, even if it is a monk in the fairyland and godland, it is absolutely difficult to detect it.

Kong Rui waited and watched with King Wen's copper coins, but never missed a single cent.

"Blood Tribulation of Dao Sect—"

Although it is small, it is not enough to seriously damage the vitality of the Taoist sect. But this kind of star scene was the first time since he came into contact with the science of numerology.

"Kong Jianzheng!"

Zong Ling's voice came from the side, interrupting Kong Rui's thoughts. The words were filled with wry smiles and anxiety.

"It's getting late at this time, you and I should go back early! Although this person in the spirit realm has not attacked me at Tianshan Mountain recently. But there are many monks in the spirit realm, and there may be people lurking in the city. Or Just be careful—”

If it weren't for Zong Shou's safety, if it wasn't for him, he would also like to know the situation of Zhongyang Yunlu at this time. He would never agree to accompany Kong Rui to the rooftop to observe the astrology.

This person is not only Si Tian Jianzheng, but also the uncle of the country. It is the father of Kong Yao who is currently in charge of the overall situation of Qiantian Mountain.

If something goes wrong, how can he explain it?

Kong Rui shook his head.

"No problem!"

Still watching the sky with King Wen's sword and money, with a focused expression.

"The lord has died! It's over—"

Zong Ling let out a 'huh', his eyes full of puzzlement. The owner has died? What does it mean?

By the way, he had heard about Kong Rui a few days ago. This master, refers to Wuxu?

"——Daoist Blood Tribulation, Wuxu died! At this time, the Dao Ling Qiong Realm, the backyard is not safe. Where is the power left. Come to attack Donglin? It is estimated that after today, it will retreat!"

Kong Rui's words continued. Zong Ling's eyes opened. Eyes full of disbelief.

Daoist blood tribulation, Wuxu died? How can this be?

But seeing Kong Rui's expression, he also seemed to be extremely serious.

He thought that either this Si Tianjian was crazy. Or it's real.

I made up my mind, anyway, I only need to wait until tomorrow to know the result.

The fall of the Lord of the Sky Realm, such a major event, cannot be concealed.

※※※※Dao Ling Qiong Realm, Wuxu is now fixed, standing on the magic circle.

Dozens of Taoist priests around all moved their figures one after another and came out of nowhere. After glancing at Wuxu, they all looked silent and stood silent.

All are in the sky. Quite a person of status. Wuji is also among the crowd. Looking at Wuxu, he sighed in his heart.

After his resurrection. The two have turned their faces. But at this time, seeing Wuxu and falling into such a miserable shape, he couldn't help but feel a sense of desolation.

More people gathered around, all disciples of Qiongjing. No one approached, standing a hundred feet away. Many people knelt on the ground with solemn expressions. They were disciples of the younger generation who had received Wuxu's favor.

For ten breaths, traces of sword energy finally leaked out from Wuxu's body.

It's just Yu Jin, but he can already find out how fierce and powerful that sword is.

Within a hundred feet, there were sword marks all over.

Wuxu's face was ashen, and a trace of blood gushed out from the corner of his lips.

Sheathed the long sword in his hand, and then let out a wry smile.

"I'm sorry! Recall, in the beginning, Epiphyllum, three years—"

Everyone was slightly startled, I'm sorry, it should be because I didn't block Zong Shou's sword.

The word "recall" should mean to recall the disciples of the Spiritual Realm who are in Yunlu in the east.

As for Taichu, or does it mean that what Zong Shou has mastered is Taichu Sword Intent?

In fact, just now from the remaining strength of the sword energy, everyone can perceive a little bit.

So what does this epiphyllum refer to? What is the meaning of three years?

Everyone was puzzled and was about to ask. In front of him, traces of sharp sword energy rushed out of Wuxu's body.

At the beginning, there were very few, but later on, there were more than a thousand Taoisms, which shot out quickly. And Wuxu's body also turned into fly ash at this moment, floating in the air.

As a result, within the firmament, there was a dead silence again, and no one spoke. Among all the people, even Wuxu's previous opponents, the Four Enemies, showed a bit of sadness and sadness at this moment.

At this moment, Xiaoxiangzi could not wait to roar angrily, to vent the resentment and disbelief in his heart.

Qiuhua died, so did Master Wuxu, how could this be the case? He must be dreaming - fists clenched, nails piercing into flesh and blood. The stabbing pains reminded him that what was in front of him was indeed real!

Two tears of blood flowed down his eyes. From now on, he and that Zongshou are bound to die together!

Suddenly, Xiaoxiangzi felt a few gazes and stared at him coldly.

Startled, he looked down. Then the heart is completely cold, and the tea is cold after death. Master has just left, are these already ready to attack him?

Looking behind him again, he saw that the tens of thousands of cultivators in the sky realm all looked ashen and gloomy.

Xiaoxiangzi couldn't help but smirk slightly, most of these people are also blaming his master.

Just like him, his arrogance as a Taoist elite was completely wiped out by that person.

This battle also almost broke the backbone of the Dao Lingqiong Realm—※※※※In the Dao Lingqiong Realm, the atmosphere was still calm. Zong Shou was standing on Yulan Mountain, closing his eyes and thinking.

Most of the entire mountain below is gone. Therefore, at this moment, he can only stand in the air.

"The barrier just now seems to be broken?"

Zong Shou murmured, and then opened his eyes, where stars flashed.

With the third dark epiphyllum, the soul power and blood of tens of thousands of people. The moment he used Yuan Yi's Absolute Beginning Sword, he couldn't help but let his mind flow freely, and his depression was completely eliminated. He also clearly felt the 'membrane' that blocked his spiritual thoughts and communication with heaven and earth. A few cracks were forcibly torn open by his sword intent, but there was no sign of recovery, as if adding more force, the membrane could be completely broken.

I have a faint feeling that my doom is just around the corner. As long as there is one more movement, like the movement of the Absolute Beginning Sword just now, I am afraid that there will be tribulation and thunder falling immediately.

Zong Shou smiled "Hey" and withdrew his divine thoughts. Now is not the time. Even if you are 100% sure. The impact of the spiritual realm cannot be within the hinterland of the Taoist sect.

He also thought of Wuxu, that sword just now. A strange color flickered in his eyes.

Although Zong Shou was annoyed by this person, he had to admit his excellence.

If it weren't for the power of a country today. And with the help of various favorable conditions here.

It is absolutely difficult for him to cut it down with a single sword strike.

That years of sword intent is also really amazing - just one sword, which was firmly suppressed by his sword intent in the beginning of time, deprived him of at least ten years of life.

Today's Shouyuan has only three years left.

But this is just normal, Zong Shou turned his head and gave that 'Han Xi' a strange look in his eyes.

At this moment, the life essence in his body. He started replying again.

In the blink of an eye, he returned to his lifespan of about ten years.

Only then did he remember that he and the Holy Fire Ant Queen. It is a contract of life and death.

If you give birth to yourself, Han Xi will give birth to you. If she dies, Han Xi dies, otherwise, Han Xi dies. He also had to injure his soul.

Life and death are one body, life essence is shared, and when his life is about to end, it finally played a role.

Zong Shou couldn't help being whimsical, that's it. Then wouldn't he have no scruples to read that Zhou Shu?

Anyway, with Han Xi's true vitality supporting her, she won't worry about dying - just as the thought came up, Zong Shou shook his head again. If this is the case, it would be strange if this natural alien didn't immediately rebel and kill him!

Just as she was thinking wildly, Han Xi over there had already completely survived the thunderstorm. The whole body is safe and sound.

In Zong Shou's mind, he also felt that Xiao Jin was extremely jealous.

——From the beginning to the end, there are only three tribulation thunders, and their power is far less than when Xiao Jin crossed the tribulation.

Born of a different species, born of the killing intent of the resentment of the heavens and the earth, no matter how much they kill, they will still be sheltered by the heavens and the earth.

This is the gap, the difference between a stepmother and a mother-in-law—this little Jin is obviously more unpopular than Han Xi.

When the white light dissipated, Han Xi's body, however, again and again scattered silver threads, turning into a cocoon.

And the other six silver ants also flew into the sky at this time. Attached to the cocoon, wrapped by those silver threads.

When Zong Shouzheng didn't know what to do, he saw that little dirt dog crawling out from the soil layer below.

Then he rushed to him and spit out something in his mouth into his hand. There is another thing, but it continues to be held in the mouth and refuses to spit it out.

"Hunyuan Qi bead?"

Among them is a round bead the size of a fist, which is earthy yellow in color.

Zong Shou has heard about this thing for a long time, and it is the real hub of the Hunyuan Yiqi Tongyuan Formation, the pillar of the large formation, and the key to absorbing and rebounding true power and spiritual methods.

It is rumored that this object is a high-grade spiritual object that was born in the Yunhuang era.

The original intention of Patriarch Ping'an Dao was to refine it into a fairy treasure. It's a pity that countless attempts have failed to refine or smelt it with soul thoughts.

In the end, he had no choice but to use this bead as the base to lay down the Hunyuan Qitong Yuan Formation.

Zong Shou couldn't help laughing, it just so happened that the protective array on Tianshan Mountain was still under construction.

With this bead as the base, a Hunyuan Qi formation is formed, and the Tianshan City will be as stable as Mount Tai in the future, and there will be no worries about monks making trouble in the city.

Naturally, this battle also needs to be changed and enriched. Qian Tianshan's family background is far from comparable to that of the small sect of Ping'an Dao.

The other item in Xiao Ri's mouth was also a jade bead. It is also yellow, much lighter than that Hunyuan Qi column, and the color is also slightly impure.

"This is, Earth Chenzhu?"

The spiritual objects of the top grade of the mysterious rank, if further subdivided, are the eighth rank of the mysterious rank.

Zong Shou changed his mind for a while, and knew that this was the treasure that aroused Xiao Ri's interest.

But I felt a little strange in my heart, this thing was conceived, did this Ping An Dao never notice it?

The next moment, he shook his head and laughed again. This earth sinking bead is only a short distance away from Hunyuan Qi bead, so it should be born from the latter.

The plan of this way of peace is mostly to wait for this thing to be conceived to a higher level before taking it.

It's just that Xiaori isn't a fire unicorn whose blood has mutated? What do you want this thing for?

Puzzled, he glanced at Xiaori. Seeing the latter, Zong Shou burst out laughing, and patted its small head.