Chapter 731: Deep Killing Intent

Just a moment after Zong Shou left and Lian Er Gu Mie and the others escaped, dozens of figures around immediately rushed to the foot of Yulan Mountain one after another.

Then countless auras rushed up and scattered in all directions. Hundreds of letter symbols appeared one after another in front of the cases of the heads of various families and sect leaders.

"Blood Sword Demon Monarch? Isn't it Demon Sword? Why did you change your name?"

Yin Yu's eyes were unpredictable, and he put down the letter talisman in his hand.

"Using the Forty Spiritual Realm, forcing Na Wuxu to show up and chop off his sword, is it true?"

His words were filled with surprise and uncertainty. He originally thought that after the guard yesterday, he would definitely return to Qiantian Mountain to defend it.

"It should be true!"

The person who spoke was Gao Ruo, the young servant and supervisor: "In order to find out the truth of the Yulan Mountain battle, Xuan Wenzong used a Huiguangjian handed down from the Yunhuang era to go back in time. Many people present saw the battle at that time. Scenery. It is said that Zongshou at that time had a long sword like blood and unparalleled sword intent; people were close to monsters, and their gods were like hell, just like the king of monsters. That sword has the potential to shake mountains and rivers. Even with Wuxu Mystical swordsmanship has absolutely no chance of survival!"

Yin Yu retracted his fists, and naturally knew what the Guangjian was.

The images that can be traced back to the past three days are so precious that even the royal family of the Shang Dynasty only collected about ten of them.

Now that this thing is used, there is probably nothing wrong with it. Just wait for the news from Dao Lingqiong to confirm.

Speaking of which, during that day, the inside and outside of the spirit vault was sealed off, so no news could come out.

Two phases prove that Yin Yu has already believed nine points.

The doubt was gone, only shock remained in his chest, mixed with a trace of fear.

"If my great business elites do their best and join forces with the Taoists, may this person be besieged and killed?"

Gao Ruo was silent this time, he was not the one who knew about Yin Yuwen.

Chongxuan over there, thought for a while, then shook his head: "No! Your Majesty is already ready to take action against these aristocratic families in the country. You must not be distracted. This person's strength has exceeded the limit of ordinary people. If you want to fight side by side, If you want to leave, who can stop him? Siege? It’s just a joke, unless His Majesty personally takes action—"

Yin Yu frowned, naturally he couldn't leave the imperial capital even more. As for this Chongxuan Guoshi, he can use the strength of the gods. Walking in the capital is already an exception, and I'm afraid I can't participate in it either.

After thinking for a long time, Yin Yu finally let out a long sigh. With a flick of his right hand, the letter was turned into dust.

Doubt flashed in his eyes, could it be that the prophecy from eternity was wrong.

This son is so capable? Who can match in this world? Who can beat it?

Those rumored God Emperor seeds? He is not worthy of carrying shoes!

"What a Blood Sword Monarch!"

In front of Master Mu Yu, the master of Tailing, there was also a magic talisman floating in the air.

The Xuanwen sect belongs to the Taoist sect, which is originally a vassal sect of the Tailing sect.

Therefore, except for this letter. In his hand, there is also a spar.

Close your eyes and think carefully. All the images recorded in the spar were printed into the soul.

"This sword, that Wuxu is indeed unable to take it, and it will definitely fall! The primordial spirit cannot resist the impact of the sword intent in the beginning, even if there is still an incarnation outside the body, it is difficult to survive. If it is Mu Yu, it is also unavoidable This round!"

Speaking in a firm tone, Master Mu Yu opened his eyes with a strange expression.

"At this time, I am in Zhongtu Yunlu, I am afraid that it is already extremely lively—"

While talking. While dropping the spar into the hands of the real Qiuyun beside him.

And the expressions of all the people around are changing.

When Mu Yu called him urgently at the beginning, he still didn't believe it. Looking at Qiuyun's expression at this moment, he became more and more dignified. I know it in my heart. This is probably true.

However, in this chest, I still feel that it is difficult to accept, I just feel that it is unbelievable——

"In this way, Wuxu, the master of Dao Lingqiu Realm, really died two hours ago. He died under the sword of that sect?"

The Taoist who spoke sat opposite Mu Yu to the right of Qiu Yun, who was an elder in the divine realm.

Seeing Mu Yu on the opposite side, he nodded slightly, and the Taoist subconsciously leaned back.

Even if you haven't watched the image in the image bearing stone, you can still imagine how tyrannical this sword is!

After thinking about it for a while, a strange color appeared in the Taoist's eyes.

"Nowadays, all the Taoist sects are panicking, and the position of the palace master of the Qiongjing is vacant. I, the Tailing Sect, need to make a plan early."

The eyes of several people around are bright. That Qiuyun also raised his head, looking to the left with consideration in his eyes.

"Mu Yu, can you tell me, what do you, the master teacher, think?"

Na Mu Yu didn't refuse, took out a few letters and put them in front of him.

"Just the day before yesterday, there were Xuanyun Guan and other sects in Lingming Palace who were dissatisfied with Qiongjing and gave up their orders to the sect, and turned to our Tailingzong for help—"

The Taoists here were first startled, then delighted. If the Tailing Sect wants to intervene in this matter, these sects are the best entry points.

But in the next moment, I heard Mu Yu's tone said lightly: "Mu Yu originally wanted to help out for the sake of belonging to the same Taoist sect. But today he changed his mind, thinking that it is better not to meddle lightly, and just wait and see what happens. For good."

Saying this, the Taoist opposite immediately frowned. Master Qiuyun gave a meaningful smile.

"Why is this? This time is my Tailing Sect's chance—"

But Mu Yu sneered coldly: "Opportunity, that's not necessarily the case! Let me ask you, Wuxu died, and the dragons in the Dao Lingqiong Realm have no leader. Is it possible to join hands with my Tailing Sect?"

The room is silent, and the Dao Spirit Vault Realm is not a sect, but a union of various sects of the Tao.

The Wuxu lineage itself is a Taoist casual cultivator. For thousands of years, being able to serve as the palace master for more than ten generations is not only the result of the compromise of the various sects, but also the reason for the growing branches and leaves of this vein and its strength.

At this time, seeing the opportunity to replace him, anyone who has the opportunity to aspire to the throne of the palace lord will inevitably make trouble.

At this time, in the Dao Lingqiong Realm, it is not bad if you don't fight by yourself, how can you deal with foreign enemies?

Na Mu Yu was not surprised, and then asked again: "Even if I force the sect guard to retreat, does the Tai Lingzong have a chance to include the Palace Master of the Vault Realm?"

Several Taoists are still indifferent.

Tailingzong is the head of all Taoist sects, and is deeply tabooed by all sects. It's those small sects who are willing to do so. The rest of the big sects who can compete with Tailingzong will definitely not sit idly by.

Seeing this, Mu Yu chuckled: "It's a good thing to have more vassal sects. But it also depends on the price, whether it's appropriate. Although my Tailing sect is strong, but if I want to fight this blood sword monster head-on, I won't How much certainty-"

While speaking, another talisman fell into the sky.

Mu Yu took it in his hand, and after exploring his spiritual thoughts, he actually gasped.

Then he sighed and hit the talisman at Qiuyue.

"At the seven quarters of the hour, the Wangtian Sect was destroyed! Seven other sects perished together, with a total of 17,000 disciples. At four quarters of the hour, he appeared in Tianyuan Temple again. The murderous nature of this monster is really shocking!" Shocked!"

Everyone in the room looked at each other with surprise in their eyes.

Yulan Mountain is gone, Wangtian Sect is gone, Tianyuan Sect is afraid that it will also fall soon.

There are also five or six sect disciples gathered there, and the total number is close to 20,000.

In just a few hours, there are 60,000 disciples. Buried under the sword guarding the sect——

At this time, the Taoist on the opposite side also looked at the Yingying Stone, his complexion turned blue and white. Finally, he shook his head with a wry smile.

"This is a bloody calamity of my Daoist sect! That Wuxu always predicts things like a god, but this time he just miscalculated and angered such a reckless devil. Although my Daoist sect has no face this time, I can help others. , is also what the wise will not take. Just like what Junior Brother Mu Yu said, it is better not to set yourself on fire—"

Qiu Yun was slightly distracted, and he was thinking the same way at the moment. This matter is so settled.

Although Tai Lingzong is powerful, he wants to besiege and kill that Zongshou. But still powerless. Even if this person does not leave or escape, I am afraid that dozens of people will fall, which is really not worth it.

There is another thing that is quite a pity, that Xuanwen Zong's Hui Guangjian can only be traced back to Zong Shou's sword. When there is no ruin.

At this time, I still don’t know its true reality, what it is, and what kind of supernatural swordsmanship it is——

If there is no ruin, it is impossible to know the enemy. A lesson from the past, Tailingzong must not repeat the same mistakes.

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almost at the same time. The east of Middle-earth Yunlu. A middle-aged Taoist in his thirties, holding the letter talisman in his hand, walked out of the main hall of the Taoist temple with a pale face and panic.

Seeing this strange situation, several people with similar appearance nearby also followed in doubt.

Flying all the way, to more than dozens of miles away. There is a big river flowing in the distance. There is an island in the center of the lake. The spiritual power is dense, and the scenery on the island is also perfect.

But at this time, there was one more person in the sky. Dressed in a golden robe, holding a blood sword, the huge black thunder wings spread out. Dozens of invisible silver dots swirled around his body.

The thunderous sword light is cutting down from the sky! After only a moment of stalemate, the spiritual light talisman that rose from the island was gradually broken by traces of sharp sword energy.

One gold and one silver, two light spots, circling around the sword body. Every time I pass by, all the taboos are swept away.

The entire formation is collapsing and disintegrating. And the small island in the middle of the lake was gradually sinking under tremendous pressure!

"This Fushui Temple can't hold it anymore! Could it be a ghost? There are more than ten thousand people, but they can't hurt that person."

"Huh? Those few spirit realms escaped before the formation was broken. How could this be?"

"Who is this person? So overbearing?"

"Could it be a monk in the fairyland? Those few guardians of the world, don't care about it?"

"This person is not a fairyland—"

The first one, the middle-aged Taoist who rushed out of the Taoist temple, shook his head solemnly.

"This person is the Blood Sword Demon Lord!"

"Yaojun?" Everyone was puzzled. The name of Yaojun was only known to those legendary figures in the ancient Yaozu.

However, among them, there has never been a blood sword in its name.

The next moment, the Taoist said again: "It's Zongshou, the Demon King of the East Lin! Just yesterday, this person had already defeated Wuxu, the Palace Master of the Dao Lingqiong Realm—"

Everyone suddenly realized that in the name of Zong Shou, who in the world doesn't know at this time?

It only means that, dare to touch the tiger's beard of Daomen?

And the last sentence made this place even more dead silent.