(PS: 2-in-1 Grand Chapter!)

Zhong Zihao fought hard with two mid-stage True God Realm powerhouses and six early-stage True God Realm powerhouses, and fell to the side with heavy injuries.

"Not dead yet?"

Shang Ji was also a little frightened, how terrifying was the offensive of the eight powerhouses, even if he was in it, he didn't dare to guarantee that he would be able to retreat with his whole body, this kid who only had the seventh step cultivation of the Heavenly Rank Realm was still alive?

He even had a panic, this person's evil level is much more terrifying than that of Shang Xingyun, if this kid is allowed to live, the merchant ......

In fact, if it weren't for Zhong Zihao's physical strength being too strong, Fang Cai's blow would inevitably disintegrate him.

The old master Shang Yucheng set his eyes on the Sword Saint Peak, frowned and thought for a while, and then urged the soul power to probe, and then a pair of palms like tree roots began to seal, as if he was calculating something.

The collision of several people's attacks led to the destruction of the mountains, but the giant peak under everyone's feet was unharmed, which immediately attracted his attention.

Zhong Zihao took out a few jade bottles, and before he had time to tell what kind of pills they were, he poured them into his mouth, and saw that the eight strong men pounced again, and the corners of his mouth suddenly overflowed with a smile.

"Qiankun Formation Diagram!"

I saw him flip his hands, and a black picture scroll began to spread above his head, covering a radius of thousands of miles in an instant, and the world fell into endless darkness again.

The merchant powerhouses sneered, they had already felt this formation before, and the biggest effect was to produce a viscous force that would reduce everyone's movement speed.

Under absolute power, these means are of little use.

"Whoosh!"

The eight powerhouses rushed into the darkness almost at the same time, and suddenly felt the heavens and the earth tremble slightly, and then a vast wave that could make the heavens sink suddenly came, rolling up layers of turmoil, as if they could annihilate the eternal desolation.

"Strike, tear through the darkness!"

A mid-stage True God Realm powerhouse panicked, the black sword in his hand raged the heavens and the earth, and the rest of the people followed, one after another sword light sprinkled like bright starlight, and soon broke the formation diagram.

However, the vast coercion of the ancient vicissitudes of life has not diminished in the slightest, but has a tendency to become more and more terrifying.

Everyone looked up again, and their faces changed dramatically in an instant.

I don't know when there is a hundred-zhang giant in front of me, every organ in its body is composed of unknown materials, and at a glance, it seems to be like a stone.

The strong people couldn't help but wonder, can the stone exude the coercion of the ancient vicissitudes?

When the giant took a step, he tore a canopy of heaven to pieces, and ten thousand golden rays bloomed on his body, like an ancient beast standing proudly in the sky, dominating the world.

And the badly wounded boy sat cross-legged on the giant's shoulders, his face solemn, and there was a layer of brilliance on his body, not knowing whether he was healing or doing.

"Get out of the way!"

The powerhouses were in a daze, but they heard Shang Ji's loud shout, and then they came to their senses, and suddenly the sound of space breaking sounded, dazzling.

"...... Sonor"

A dull sword roar echoed through the endless void, and the black-robed man who was kneeling on the giant's shoulder pressed out a puff of obscure runes, and a long sword in the giant's hand rose against the storm, turning into a hundred zhang, like a golden bridge across the heavens and the earth.

"Snort...... Whoa!"

The giant's long sword slashed down, and the muffled thunder that resounded through the sky was like a giant drum beaten by the gods of the Nine Heavens, intending to shatter the heavenly dome.

The canopy of heaven collapsed, and a rain of blood poured into the sky, and the six early stage powerhouses of the True God Realm instantly turned into blood mist. The two mid-stage True God Realm powerhouses tried their best to resist, and they still spurted blood from their mouths and flew dozens of miles.

In addition to the Sword Saint Peak, the mountains in this area have already collapsed, and the ground is even more unsightly.

The two soul bodies standing behind Shang Ji trembled, if that kid had sacrificed this great killing weapon before, their souls would never have a chance to survive.

"Shang Ji, you also shoot!"

The old master Shang Yucheng's eyes condensed slightly, this kid's methods are simply endless, and he is unexpected again and again, under such a desperate situation, there is still such a background.

This son must die, otherwise the business will not be at peace!

Shang Ji didn't hesitate, the black hat on his head flew up on its own, and took him out of a hundred miles in an instant, as if shuttling through space.

During the flight, Shang Ji turned over his hand and took out an abacus, his fingers flicked a few times on the abacus beads, and the lightning and thunder roared above the nine heavens, like a thunderstorm descending, and then a breeze poured out from the black hat, and he actually controlled these thunders to fall on the hundred-zhang giant.

The abacus was originally a tool for merchants, and it was unthinkable that someone actually refined it into an ancestral weapon, and this kind of divine weapon was really unseen and unheard of.

"Master Ji!"

The two strong men dressed in strips of cloth swept back, looking at the giant who had crushed the thunder with a sword light with a solemn face, and their hearts were shocked.

"Shoot with all your might, you must destroy this son today!"

Shang Ji's right hand kept moving the abacus beads, and the dense thunder with the thickness of his arm kept thundering down, but it could only slow down the advance of the hundred-zhang giant, and it was no longer able to defeat it.

"Drink!"

A mid-stage powerhouse of the True God Realm poured a body of source power into the black stick in his hand, and the black stick skyrocketed in an instant, about thirty zhang long, directly crushing the void beside him, turning into a streamer and sweeping towards the giant's waist.

"Whoa!"

The other person's black knife slashed with all his might, directly turning the canopy into strips of cloth, which were connected end to end and wrapped towards the giant.

"Khooth!"

The giant's hundred-zhang long sword broke through the air, bursting out with a thousand zhang of sword light pouring into the sky, splitting the thunder and those strips of cloth in the sky, and then the giant legs dozens of zhang long lifted and stepped on, and actually trampled the giant pillar of optimus under his feet.

The strong man of the stick was suddenly pulled and involuntarily flew towards the giant.

"Come back!"

Shang Ji was shocked, and immediately urged the black hat on his head to burst out with a terrifying suction pull, but the giant's left arm was raised, and he threw a punch to shatter the space, and the fierce wind whistled and blasted the black hat and Shang Ji together.

The strong man who made the stick bit the tip of his tongue and spit out a mouthful of essence blood, and was about to burst out of strength to dodge, but a streamer came out of nowhere, directly cutting him in half, but fortunately, the soul escaped at the critical moment.

"Boom, boom!"

The sky trembled, and the giant rushed to chase Shang Ji and another strong man, but its speed seemed to be getting slower and slower, and even the power of the long sword was gradually decreasing.

Shang Ji joined forces with that mid-stage powerhouse of the True God Realm, and for a while, they were evenly matched.

The only one that suffers is the Sumeru Continent, where countless ravines have penetrated the ground and are in danger of collapsing at any time.

Zhong Zihao closed his eyes cross-legged, ignoring the scene in front of him, while controlling the giant to fight with the Great Array of Stars, while capturing the wisp of breath fluctuations left by the Sword Master.

Now he has long been seriously injured, and with the operation of the Astral Array, the consumption of soul power is huge, and he is close to the point of exhaustion, and he has reached a precarious situation.

What's more, the most terrifying Shangyu City hasn't made a move yet!

......

Outside the floating Sumeru Continent, the five of Gongsun Bo stood on a source boat, looking at the same place with solemn faces.

There, the magnificent sword light shone in the sky from time to time, thunder and loud sounds spread through the sky, and countless gravels fell every moment, this process lasted for a long time, and the whole continent had begun to tilt.

"It's hard to imagine how this battle could have become so intense. Xiahou Zhenren only felt that his throat was dry, and his voice was a little hoarse.

"Lord Zhong is worthy of being the number one god son of the life camp, and his combat power is so superb, he can still hold on for so long fighting with the strong merchants. Yun Fei's eyes were glazed, and he felt a cramping pain in his heart.

They knew very well how terrifying the force besieging Lord Zhong was, eighteen powerhouses in the early stage of the True God Realm, three in the middle of the True God Realm, and one was Shang Yucheng, the old master of the merchant family.

If the five of them were still in Sword Saint Peak, any of the twenty-two people could easily take their lives.

The more this is the case, the more they feel Zhong Zihao's horror.

"Everyone!"

Gongsun Bo, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly spoke: "Since everyone is unwilling to leave Lord Zhong, we might as well kill him, even if it is just to give his life, at least we can exchange it for peace of conscience." ”

"Huh?" everyone's eyes flashed, obviously moved.

"No!" He Zhenren suddenly snorted.

Seeing that the four of them turned their heads, he said coldly: "We can't die in vain, we should survive and publicize the evil deeds of the merchants to the world." No matter what kind of grudge they had with Lord Zhong, Shang Yucheng personally led the team to besiege a junior, which was difficult for people to accept. ”

"Yes, a few of us are old, and it will be difficult to make a breakthrough in this life, but I believe that there will always be someone who is willing to avenge Lord Zhong. ”

"Revenge?" Xiahou Zhenren's eyes trembled slightly, "How deep is the background of the merchants, the power is all over the major star fields, and there is a mysterious background, except for the strong people in all camps, who dares to seek revenge on them?"

"Take 10,000 steps back and say, even if all the people in the Sumeru Continent die, the background of the merchant should not be underestimated. ”

He Zhenren smiled: "Have you forgotten something, didn't Lord Zhong have a younger sister who was accepted as a disciple by the Pluto Star Monarch?"

Gongsun Bo's eyes lit up, and then he gloomed: "If it really evolves to that point, it will involve the top forces of the heavens interfering in it." On this day, I'm afraid it's going to be chaotic!"

However, the five of us alone can't affect anything, we just have to spread the news. ”

"You say, is there any chance that Lord Zhong will survive?" asked Qiu Sui.

"Alas!"

The four of them sighed in unison, not daring to answer.

The five of them looked at it for a long time before they retracted their gaze with difficulty, and there was still a roar in that direction, and from time to time there were flashes of sword and sword light.

"Huh?"

Only then did a few people realize that there were more figures in the starry sky at some point, and some of those people who were in a hurry and those who had experience were all attracted by the terrifying fluctuations of the Sumeru Continent.

Gongsun Bo looked at it for a while, these strong people who watched the excitement were not high in cultivation, so they could only dispel the thought of stepping forward to ask for help, and secretly prayed: I hope that a miracle will occur, so that Lord Zhong can escape this catastrophe.

......

On the Sword Saint Peak, Zhong Zihao's source power has long been exhausted, and now what supports him is only his persistent belief, consuming a body of qi and blood to urge the astral array.

And Shang Ji was just as exhausted as the strong man who wielded the sword, and almost instinctively resisted the giant's attack.

What puzzled the two was that the old family owner Shang Yucheng still had no sign of making a move, and was still calculating something.

Finally, Zhong Zihao's eyes lit up, he had already caught the faint fluctuation left by the Sword Master, and now there was only one last link left, how to stimulate this power.

He could almost conclude that if the energy contained in this fluctuation was stimulated, the space confined by the merchants would inevitably be broken, but the people who stayed in the Sumeru Continent would probably not be able to survive.

I don't know how to save my life?

Zhong Zihao laughed at himself, if there was no accident in the Taichu Realm, it would be an excellent place to hide and save his life, but God played a joke with himself.

"Boom!"

An earth-shattering roar suddenly spread, spilling over every inch of this heaven and earth, and the hundred-zhang giant once again collided with Shang Ji and the two, and then burst back, falling sharply on the Sword Saint Peak, and there was actually a tendency to disintegrate.

And Shang Ji and the strong man who made the knife also vomited blood and flew away, barely having the strength to get up.

"Old master!"

Shang Ji turned his head and drank lowly, looking at the thin old man who was still closing his eyes and contemplating.

This time, Shang Yucheng finally opened his eyes, and two rays of gold and silver intersected light burst out, and there seemed to be a smile on his face.

Zhong Zihao's heart sank, and he suddenly had a bad premonition, this old man had seen through his thoughts, and also captured the wisp of fluctuation left by the Sword Saint.

Shang Yucheng's face was still misty and indistinct, but at this time, Zhong Zihao inexplicably rose to this enlightenment.

"No, we have to activate that power as soon as possible, how do we touch it?"

Zhong Zihao was so anxious that he was shocked, and a spiritual light flashed in the sea of knowledge, perhaps it was the impatience of Zhisheng that made him wake up instantly, and the origin of the sword will definitely be stimulated.

Since the ancestor of the Murong family is known as the Sword Saint, his attainments in the way of the sword must be shocking to the past and the present, and he naturally has also comprehended the origin of the sword.

Using the origin of the sword to urge, it can be said that it is the power of the same sect and the same origin, and it should not be wrong!

As soon as he thought of it, Zhong Zihao's fingertip runes rose again, urging the hundred-zhang giant to swing the sword of slashing gods, but now he has reached the point where he has run out of oil and dried up, and he can't even complete such a simple action.

"Since the giants can't make it, then I'll come!"

Zhong Zihao was ruthless in his heart, and the power consumed by urging the Astral Aspect Great Array was extremely great, whether it was soul power or source power, in comparison, it was naturally inferior to him swinging the sword himself.

The sword was refined by his own hands, and the two sides were like a whole, and as soon as his mind moved, the hundred-zhang long sword shook slightly, and quickly shrank and swept into his palm.

But he immediately thought that if the strength was not enough, I was afraid that he would not be able to stimulate the residual energy of the Sword Master.

"Poof......

A large mouthful of essence blood suddenly spurted out, and the sword turned blood-red, and even the aura of ancient vicissitudes was temporarily suppressed, and now it bloomed only with extremely rich blood qi.

"Sword of Origin!"

Zhong Zihao's voice was hoarse, his black hair instantly turned into silver threads, his face was colorless, and his qi and blood were weak.

In an instant, he had emptied 200,000 years of life.

With his source power and soul power exhausted, he no longer has any power to use, in order to urge this origin sword, the price paid is extremely heavy, if he can't break through to the True God Realm as soon as possible, even if he can escape this catastrophe this time, he will still die!