Knowing that Zong Shou was making fun of himself, Xuanyuan Yiren really didn't bother to pay attention to this lazy guy. （）

He snorted lightly, and then his eyes were on the top of this mountain, and he flew around.

After a while, his eyebrows and eyes were slightly cold, and he looked at the two of them fixedly, it was Na Xun Dan and Erdan. At this time, he was hiding in a corner, his face was pale and bloodless.

Zong Shou no longer held the golden sword to play treasure, and followed her gaze.

At first, I didn't pay much attention to it, it was just two ninth-order spirit masters. If there is anything unusual about ordinary people, it is that these two people are just wearing the robes of the Danquan Sect.

Since it was the culprit who captured Xuanyuan Yiren, it was naturally impossible to let it go.

Anyway, on this mountain, all the living mouths, no matter what their identity, must be wiped out, but there is no need to deliberately care.

But just when his gaze was about to be withdrawn from these two people. In his heart, he suddenly felt a hint of surprise.

Something's wrong.

With a startled sound, Zong Shou did not hesitate and dodged over. Under the pressure of the sword, both of them were almost immobile. Then the sword light swept away, destroying the withering and decaying, and the spiritual barrier woven by Xun Dan Erdan, as well as the guard, were all broken.

Although these two were ninth-order, their combat power was unexpectedly weak. Although it is the late stage of the True Form Spirit Master, it is only similar to the early stage.

Zong Shou was easy and grabbed this inquiry Dan Erdan in his hand.

Looking at these two people, Zong Shou fell into contemplation again. But before he could come up with a clue.

Suddenly, I saw that in the back of these two people's heads, two clouds of yin wind suddenly rose. Zong Shou also had a flash of sharpness in his eyes, and without waiting for him to dodge, he grabbed it with one hand, also tearing up the space and penetrating into the void. Forcibly capture these two spiritual rays that have almost escaped from the space-time compartment!

"I see! It should be the Shadow God of the Outlands—"

Xuanyuan Yiren had already risen to Zong Shou's side at this time, and after hearing the words, he was stunned, and his face was full of incomprehension.

"What does that mean?"

"As the name suggests, nature is a shadow-only alien race. He thinks he is a god and should be above all the people, so he calls himself the god of shadows. However, everyone else regards this race as a demon and calls it the Remnant Demon Clan. ”

Zong Shou explained with a solemn expression, Xuanyuan was not recognized by others, and it was not strange. This kind of alien race, in the era of cloud famine, has never appeared in the cloud realm, after all, people are still young, and they have never been outside the territory, so naturally they don't know.

In fact, he has only seen it in virtual reality, and he has fought a few battles, but he has not seen it in person. （）

In fact, the combat power is not very strong, and what is difficult to prevent is its natal supernatural power.

"Among the worlds, they are all famous. There is no form, only the sun or the moonlight, there is a shadow. He has no body himself, and will take the body of others as a parasitic body to use for survival. The most terrible thing is at night. ”

"Parasite, taking the body of someone else?"

Xuanyuan Yiren obviously thought of something, and his expression changed: "In this way, Xun Dan and Uncle Erdan—"

"Actually, it's already dead!"

Zong Shou took over the words, and with a cold word, he judged the situation of these two people at this time.

Xuanyuan Yiren's face was a mixture of joy and sorrow, and he didn't know whether to cry or laugh.

Knowing that the internal strife in the sect is actually not due to internal causes, it is naturally something to be happy about.

But when I think about it, I have already fallen. And within the sect, I don't know how many people have been seized by this remnant demon clan, and she can't be happy.

At this time, Zong Shou's expression was even more solemn. I never thought that this Remnant Demon Clan would be lurking in this cloud realm so early, before the spiritual tide began.

Coming from 10,000 years later, he knew all too well the dangers of this race. I remember that in the later generations, one of the most recorded alien races in the book is also this Remnant Demon Clan...,

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"Remnant Gods and Demons?"

In the void, Ao Kun was also shocked. Although he was using his own strength to suppress several Divine Realms and more than a dozen Immortal Realm cultivators. But he is still at ease and calm. It's okay to be distracted and focus on the Nether.

If this is really the clan, then this time the cloud realm will be really troublesome.

However, the survival of this world has nothing to do with him anymore. The only thing that is involved is Zong Shou, and that person-

While thinking in his heart, Ao Kun brushed his hand casually. The big sleeve slapped on a knife, and the irresistible force was immediately shattered.

After that, there was a 'boom', and his body was completely scattered.

The law of destruction that body possessed also completely sealed this divine realm martial cultivator, the ability of rebirth.

At this moment, Ao Kun has completely lost the interest in continuing to entangle with these people.

With two fingers together, four points down, there were several fairyland-level monks immediately, and they died immediately.

Then he punched violently and blasted towards the Divine Daoist.

There was no trace of blood on the latter's face. While resisting with all his might, he detonated all the magic weapons and immortal weapons in his body one by one, blocking Ao Kun's heavy punch.

In the void, there were explosions one after another. The figure of the Shenxiao Daoist kept retreating, but after all, he still couldn't stop the fist shadow.

It seems to be an ordinary blow, but it makes this piece of time and space stacked and almost collapsed. Also blast away all the spirit runes, all the magic weapons that self-detonated!

In the end, the fist wind slammed into Shenxiao's body! Immediately, blood droplets scattered, and most of them were immediately extinguished on the spot. But there are still more than a dozen drops, scattered in all directions.

"Want to escape?"

With a cold smile, Ao Kun's big hand swelled suddenly. Turned into a dragon claw the size of a thousand feet, the blow is a catch. In the heart of the claw, there was a suction. Take all the dozen drops of essence blood in your own hands.

Except for a drop, it was still fleeing at a rapid pace, and in an instant, it passed through several layers of space.

I know in my heart that most of this is the essence blood of the god Xiaozi. As long as this drop of essence and blood does not disperse, there will always be a chance of resurrection. Within a few hundred or decades, it will be restored. The vitality is sufficient, with the help of the top-level elixir, and even within a day, it can be restored.

Ao Kun shook his head when he saw it, and wanted to escape in front of the Destruction Saint Realm, isn't it a joke? If he was really run away by this guy, he Ao Kun would also call himself a saint in vain.

was about to grab it again, but Ao Kun's ears trembled slightly, and he felt a woman's voice ringing in his ears.

Jing listened to a sentence, and then reluctantly withdrew, watching Shenxiao's drop of natal essence blood leave and continue to shuttle towards the cloud realm.

Dao Zongshou, Zongshou, it's not that I don't help you. It's really the one who doesn't let me Ao Kun make a move, and I don't know what the intention is.

"After being seriously injured, he was almost dying. Even if he landed in the cloud realm, it was only the power of the late stage of the spirit realm. With the ability of Zongshou, he will definitely be able to take it, right?"

He didn't dare to be sure, but now he could only look apologetically from outside the boundary, pay careful attention, and save people at any time when he was in danger.

But in his hands, these divine essence blood-

With a sneer, Ao Kun shook it violently and smashed all this blood!

Suddenly, his heart moved slightly, and Ao Kun faintly felt that he was in the essence and blood of the gods. The moment of breaking through the barrier beyond the clouds.

In the void of the cloud realm, there were a few breaths that were not below him, or even better than half of them, and they had to rush to arrive.

Ao Kun immediately raised his eyebrows, knowing that most of them were the four Protectors. It was also in an instant that I thought of what the woman wanted to do.

First, his face changed slightly, and then he smiled, this kind of thing, he Ao Kun likes it the most, and he really likes it.

※※※※..., Zong Shou didn't know that the crisis was coming at this time.

Xuanyuan pondered for a moment, and temporarily put down the changes in his sect, and instead raised his eyebrows and looked at the front of him.

Since the blood cloud rode up the mountain, it was a one-sided killing. Low-level disciples, the Blood Cloud Rider doesn't care at all. Just the blood mist that spreads can take your life.

The real targets are all those monks above the sixth and seventh orders. Only the two of them spoke, and in just a few moments, on the top of this mountain, most of the sixth-order monks had fallen. And below the fifth order, he was almost completely dead under the shroud of blood mist.

Only a few hundred people were able to escape from the top of the mountain. But before he could escape, he died outside the mountain, at the hands of the monks of the two sects of the Seven Spirits.

Only Na Yuankong, along with the remaining seven Ninth Order, along with the hundreds of remaining monks, were still resisting in formation. But it is only a moment or two away from the end.

No matter how many people from the Shangxiao Sect died, she wouldn't care. Since the Heavenly Xuanling and Lingyun Sects are going to be deliberate to kill the sect guards. And if they use such a method, then the monks on the top of this mountain should bear the price, and there are no innocent people.

What really made her frown were the two bloody twin flags fluttering in the wind.

Countless blood and qi converged on it, making the words 'blood' and 'kill' more and more dazzling.

I know that these are not only two flags, but also two powerful artifacts. At this time, it is still the cultivation stage, but once it is cultivated, it can multiply the power of the Blood Cloud Ride. The more blood qi you absorb, the more powerful it becomes!

"Those elite soldiers of the scattered cities can actually be spared. These people have been frightened, and they will never dare to be the enemy of Qiantian again. If you want, you can use it for your own time at any time. ”

Zong Shou Yile, knowing that this was Xuanyuan Yiren, was vaguely admonishing, but he had no intention of relenting: "I just said, blood kills the banner, within one day, the knife will never be sealed!"

The meaning is unambiguous and unquestionable. In his heart, he was already planning to let these people go.

It's not a really murderous madman, and the remaining 2 million people are actually no longer a threat to the Qiantian Mountain, and it is useless to slaughter them. The extinction of the Shangxiao Sect and the extinction of all the sects are enough to deter the dry sky, and at this time, you only need to punish its leader, and there is no need to take these people out of anger.

But this kind of thing can't be said. Just later, as an extinction, and wait until a day later, and let it go. As for whether it can be used for its own use, it remains to be seen.

But although I think so in my heart, I must not agree immediately after this benevolent and righteous girl is persuaded.

He should act according to his own standards, and he will never be easily swayed by others.

!d@t

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