After completing this sword, Zhu Minglang did not breathe.

He stepped directly on the severed tail that fell, jumped up, and instantly reached a height of hundreds of meters in the air.

Draw your sword in the air and point it at the earth.

The sky was dark, Zhu Minglang suddenly disappeared from everyone's sight, looking up, he could only see that the sky was falling for some reason, giving people a sense of oppression that was difficult to breathe.

"Sky Sword!"

A high-pitched voice came from the air, and the dark canopy collapsed in an instant, and Huo Shangjun, Pu Hanrong, He Qingqian, Zhao Chen, Fu Xumei, Ye Guang and others in the mausoleum mountain showed even more horror.

The people on the maze wall and the city tower, what they saw was just Zhu Minglang falling a sword upside down, although it was amazing, they couldn't feel the power of this sword, but the people in the Ninth Army Tomb Mountain were completely under this Tianmu Sword, what they saw was that the Tianmu hit down, and the surrounding world was pitch black, facing destruction and shattering!!

Soon, even those who were far away felt the destructive power of this sword, because the entire nine mausoleum peaks of the Ninth Army Tomb Mountain were shattered......

The golden helmets on the golden dome dragon's body with a broken tail completely collapsed, the golden scales on its body were even more shattered, and the flesh and blood fell down in midair.

The Purple Cloud Dragon was not spared, it was hit by the Sky Curtain Sword and was covered in bruises.

Zhao Chen's eerie bone dragon could originally be reconstituted by bones, and it was only cut into several pieces by Zhu Minglang not long ago, but this did not cause any fatal damage to the bone dragon, and if it absorbed some dead qi a little, the bone dragon would reshape its body again......

It was not easy to reshape the shape of the bone dragon, and the Sky Curtain Sword crushed its spliced bones again, and the gloomy bone dragon collapsed into several sections again!

Fu Shi He Qingqian, her eyes were full of panic.

In her sight, everything seemed to be crushed by the canopy, and not only was there endless darkness around her, but the power of destruction was coming towards her.

She used all the talismans she could use, and she could see the triple talisman light of the golden helmet talisman, the water talisman shield, and the earth and rock talisman eaves protecting her......

But every time she saw a layer of imperial talismans disappear, the panic on her face increased a little!

Ye Guang was already injured, but he was unwilling to quit like this, and continued to fight with the pain on his shoulder.

The wind on his body formed a huge wind shield that protected him inside, but his forehead was still covered with beads of sweat, and it was not very easy to resist.

......

The Ninth Army Tomb Mountain is shattered.

At this time, those disciples who had already escaped from the Ninth Army Tomb Mountain realized that Zhu Minglang had already made a very light attack before.

If he had used this Heavenly Curtain Sword before, I am afraid that many people would have died because of it.

Take a look at the monarch-level powerhouses on the mausoleum mountain of the Ninth Army Tomb, and they have a little difficulty to bear.

"Zhu Minglang's sword realm is still high, the power of this sword, I'm afraid it is a mid-level monarch-level mortal. On the city tower, Wu Feng of the Yaoshan Sword Sect sighed.

The sword realm is high, even if the cultivation does not reach the median monarch level, it can still compete with one of them.

"Median?" said Yun Zhonghe with some confusion.

"Although we generally divide each level into lower, higher, and top, but when it comes to the monarch level, it is actually a broader level, just like rivers and oceans, the size of the rivers is enough to summarize in three ways, but the ocean is not. Therefore, when it comes to our monarch level, there will be a more detailed division, five levels, quasi, lower, middle, upper, and top. Wu Feng opened his mouth and said to Yunzhonghe.

Yunzhonghe's cultivation is only at the peak of the main level, although his sword realm can make him barely pass a few moves with the quasi-monarch level, but there is still a huge gap between him and the real monarch level.

That sword spirit dragon, from the perspective of cultivation, should be at the lower monarch level.

But Zhu Minglang's sword realm is very high, and he can even exert a power comparable to that of a mid-rank monarch.

That's how the Sky Sword is!

The chief disciples of the major forces on the Mausoleum Mountain, as well as He Qingqian, a genius like one in a thousand, basically only at the quasi-monarch level and the lower monarch level, they naturally found it difficult for them to withstand Zhu Minglang's Heavenly Curtain Sword!

"In fact, Zhu Minglang and that sword spirit dragon should still need more run-in, I remember that when Zhu Minglang cultivated to the lower monarch level, he actually fought against the upper monarch level, although he couldn't win...... Wu Feng continued.

When Zhu Minglang came out of the mountain, it was Wu Feng who took him to the mountain gate of the major forces to "pay a friendly visit", and Wu Feng still knew Zhu Minglang's strength very well.

But Yunzhonghe's eyes were so dim that they had turned into a pool of stagnant water.

I may not have known how big the gap between myself and Zhu Minglang was, but the closer I got to the Jun level, the more I found that I was not comparable to others at all.

......

Tianmu Sword, the main target is still Huo Shangjun.

Huo Shangjun is indeed the strongest among these people, his Golden Dome Dragon strength has reached the lower monarch level, and although the Purple Cloud Dragon is at the quasi-monarch level, it is also difficult to entangle.

Right now, the Golden Dome Dragon's tail had been broken, and the scales on its body were all shattered.

The Purple Cloud Dragon was even more bruised all over its body, and it was difficult to perform the Canglong Occult Technique again.

No matter how much unwillingness Huo Shangjun had in his heart, he could only take these two dragons back into his spiritual realm.

"Huo Shangjun of Zizonglin will be defeated!"

"When I was on the bronze battlefield, I saw Zhu Minglang commanding his black dragon and green dragon, and I thought that he was just an ordinary person among many disciples, how did I know that he was so strong today, all the geniuses were trampled under his feet, even if he lost in the end, he should be called the strongest disciple!"

"Lose???Which eye do you think Zhu Minglang will lose, you look at the others, they are all about to collapse!"

"I wish the sect is not what it used to be, not to mention that the clan has prospered over the years, this great sword cultivation genius has made a comeback with the technique of dragon herding, and he is the same as the best of the best......"

"Therefore, the true god man, no matter what he cultivates, is difficult for us to look up to!"

Huo Shangjun put away the Purple Cloud Dragon and the Golden Dome Dragon.

He should have been the most dazzling one today, but now he has become someone else's green leaf.

"Thank you for your mercy. Huo Shangjun finally chose to give up and suppressed the anger in his heart.

Zhu Minglang's mountain sword can actually slash at the body of the Golden Dome Dragon, not the tail.

If Huo Shangjun can't see that the other party has left his hand, he is really stupid and ridiculous.

There is no need for him to deceive himself anymore, if he is not an opponent, he is not an opponent.

"But I don't approve of your dragon herding skills. What you rely on is nothing more than a rare sword spirit dragon in this world. ”

"Hmph, even if you just rely on this sword spirit dragon, it won't be long before I surpass you. ”

Huo Shangjun said to Zhu Minglang.

After saying these words, Huo Shangjun turned around and was about to leave the Mausoleum Mountain.

He lost, and the brocade box in the Tomb Mountain of the Ninth Army no longer belonged to him.

"Wait. Zhu Minglang stopped him.

Huo Shangjun stopped his steps, thinking that Zhu Minglang would also say some impassioned words, but his next sentence made Huo Shangjun's whole face turn blue and purple.

"People can go, and the brocade box you get is left. ”