Laughter pierces the void and pierces the eardrums. That person's expression was also strange at the moment. Hideous and twisted, as if the pain was incomparable, and as if it was euphoric to the extreme, gloating, and exhilarating.

Zong Shou didn't bother to pay attention, his expression was focused, and he stared at the sword light that came at him.

"Good swordsmanship!"

Not only is the swordsmanship exquisite, but also full of mystery. The sword intent is also sharp and ethereal, dark and rhyme, and it is extremely subtle.

It is clear that it is already a sword intent soul realm, at least at the level of the middle stage.

"It's just a pity—"

It's a pity that the person who made the sword was not his own body, but a dove occupying Nestle. The mind has been taken away by others, and it has been manipulated by the gods and demons of the phaseless.

imitated ninety percent of this person's former swordsmanship, but in the end it was not true.

Zong Shou sighed slightly, and he really regretted it in his heart.

Such a strong swordsman, I don't know what happened to him, he was taken away by these shadow demon clans, and his divine thoughts were extinguished.

Therefore, this sword should be incomparable. It is enough to slash any god realm of the same level with a few swords.

However, at this time, in his eyes, it is really not worth it.

What's more, when it comes to the art of illusion people's hearts, the nine-tailed Xuanhu is the true master of illusion.

With that illusory state of mind here, all the shadow demon clans need to cut off fifty percent of their power first!

As soon as the mind moved, the illusion mirror rose again, and the head of the sect was a hundred feet.

Like a bright moon, like water, the bundles of cyan brilliance are sprinkled in all directions.

There were also more beams of light, shining towards the place where the three divine realm qi machines were at this time.

Make the sword that slashes incomparable. Sure enough, it was a little suffocating. Between the flow of air, it is suddenly difficult to flow. It also makes that otherworldly sword intent difficult to maintain.

Before he arrived, he was already in a slight decline.

Zong Shouzheng was about to make a move, and he broke it with a sword! He squinted his eyes again, and the warning in his heart was reborn.

Just above, in the blind corner of the cyan mirror. A cloud of psionic energy. Suddenly it erupted and rushed down in the air.

"You can do it, you have long expected it! Kill you!"

This time, it was countless shuttle shadows, stormy towards the happy mirror.

And after those tiny shuttles. It is a figure holding a long stick. When it falls in the air, it is violent!

I don't know how much of Mount Meru's huge power erupted in every square inch.

He was originally a cultivator of the Divine Realm, and he was much closer to the Illusory Mind Realm than the Sect Shou.

In just one thousandth of an instant, one of a hundred thousandth of an eye, he was already in front of that illusory state of mind.

At this time, the surroundings, Feng Taiji and the others became more and more colorless.

The laughter, which was already slightly rampant, was also more unscrupulous.

This time, the faceless gods and demons who besieged and killed the sect guard. There are already four of them!

Around this boundary river, I don't know if there are other god realm shadow demons lurking around—

The corners of Zong Shou's lips were slantedly raised, and the blood in his eyes flashed again.

- If there is no such blood pupil of the burning world. It is impossible to gain insight into the hiding places of these men.

Or maybe this time, he really wants to be succeeded by these people and destroy this illusion mirror.

All these people's reactions to him were of course expected.

However, he was not expected here?

All the changes are in the blood pupils of the illusory world. Under the Cave Light!

and secretly laughed in his chest, these shadow demons really looked up to him.

Just for him one person and one shot, he used a full five phaseless gods and demons.

He even tried his best to lay out the layout, just to destroy the illusionary mirror he was in charge of.

Should I feel honored to take it so seriously?

It's only cheaper than Xiaojin, and this time I'm afraid I can eat and drink to my heart's content.

It's a pity that the quality is a little worse, compared to the eighth-layer death prison, the phaseless gods and demons at the peak level of the god realm are really bad...,

Seeing the long stick rushing down, Zong Shou didn't react.

However, just as the shadow of the sky shuttle collided on the blue mirror, the illusion mirror only rippled and swayed. Then, without waiting for the shadow of the stick to hit, it was scattered and invisible.

So that all the people here were stunned when they saw this.

Could it be that this top-level immortal treasure that had been in the Cloud Realm Cloud Desolation Era for a while, making the Shadow Demon clan fear it like a tiger, and its power was close to that of an artifact, was shattered so easily?

Immediately, I saw another identical cyan treasure mirror, now on the other side, about three breaths away.

"Illusion?"

Everyone in the distance only glanced at it, and they knew the reason, and the eyes were a little weird.

What kind of illusion is this? Even the Shadow Demon Clan's Phaseless Gods and Demons can be hidden.

So at this time, this mirror is the real body of the illusion mirror?

But then I saw that more illusionary mirrors appeared in the void.

One and two, two and three, three and ten, and then from ten to hundred, from hundred to thousand.

More blue light, scattered in all directions, shrouded the river space of this realm, and there was no more than half a dead end.

Whether it is the fluctuation of spiritual energy or the change of qi, it is the same, and it is difficult to distinguish the real from the fake.

so that the face of the man who bears the rod is blue with iron.

Then he didn't hesitate and let go of the idea of destroying the illusion mirror. As soon as the stick snapped, it turned to the top of Zong Shou's head and smashed it down!

Since it is no longer possible to distinguish, the Xuanhu clan is the true body of the inheritance treasure mirror.

Then if you start with the person who holds the realm, the result will be the same!

But when the momentum of the encirclement has been completed, and the strength of the four people is about to crush this sect, these four phaseless gods and demons who are divided into one side only feel that they are a flower in front of them.

The young man they had locked on with their divine thoughts had also disappeared.

"The Law of Instantaneous Space!"

Almost immediately, the four waves of vast divine realm thoughts all escaped from afar like waves.

First of all, with strong force, the entire boundary river, together with the instantaneous law of the surrounding void, was completely locked and suppressed.

And then inch by inch, searching this side of the space. Don't miss even the slightest change in space-time psionic energy.

"Found it!"

It was still the man who carried the stick, and he was the first to have a sense.

"If you want to escape, where can you run away in front of me?"

In the sneer. The long stick turned into a rainbow and smashed into a certain place. shattered through the void, shattering all the spaces within the speed of several fairyland realms.

Zong Shou's figure also showed traces again. Stepping out of the void with an indifferent expression, he stood in front of the Divine Realm monk who was holding the giant mountain in his hand.

This moment. The laughter came again: "The Demon Monarch was not very domineering before? Didn't you say that we were sent to death? I don't know why the Blood Sword Demon Monarch is fleeing again? I can see you die with my own eyes, my nephew who died tragically under your sword." After today, I think I'll be able to rest in peace—"

Nephew?

Zong Shou was stunned, wondering no wonder. It turns out this madman. There are relatives who died at his hands. No wonder the rhetoric is so crazy and tiresome.

I don't know who it is, I can't remember. There are too many who have died at his hands.

Shaking his head, Zong Shou's gaze was fixed on the god realm monk holding the giant mountain in front of him again.

Even if it is suppressed by the illusory state of mind, even if there are unphased gods and demons, stealing the body. It's not a perfect fit.

But it is still the spirit of the fairy, the arrogance is noisy, and the soul is oppressive, making it difficult for people to even look up.

It is also clearly visible that the joy in this person's eyes is revealed. It seems to be right with him. It's inevitable.

The giant mountain floated and melted again, and in his hand, a purple and green treasure cover appeared at this time. Immediately after the huge mountain, it smashed into the sky.

Somori chuckled and held the nameless sword in his hand.

He teleported and dodged here. But it's not about escaping——...,

Dragons of the Sky!

Xuanhuang Dragon!

Ice Dragon!

Dragon of the Storm!

"Buzz!"

In the sound of the sword, dragon shadows appeared on the sword body. It must be unified in a moment, and it gathers into the form of the primordial dragon.

And in the end, it's the Platinum Dragon!

So that above the dragon-shaped phantom, the minions appeared, like illusion and reality—

It also made Zong Shou's qi increase to the top, and then contracted and restrained to the extreme.

Then, a black flame burned on the sword.

It was Lei Lie Qianhua! Just one leap of the flame tip had shattered the laws of the composition of time and space nearby.

The people around him didn't feel anything at first, but they just thought that Zong Shou was desperate.

But in just a moment, behind Zong Shou, the three phaseless gods and demons who were still in the distance all changed drastically.

"The middle stage of the soul realm! This son's sword intent is actually full of the wonder of the sword intent soul realm! Hongkui, you can't take this sword-"

The middle-aged monk who was controlling the giant mountain and the purple gold jade cover also had a shocked look in his eyes.

The first time, I wanted to dodge and retreat.

Immediately, he found that he had been entangled and locked by that sword intent. I feel that he is at this moment, even if he pushes it thousands of miles away.

This sword can still be pursued!

The instantaneous sword intent has turned the distance of hundreds of millions of miles into a square inch distance.

Then, I want the soul body to get out of this shell and give up this puppet body.

However, before this thought arose, I saw that the thousands of treasure mirrors were all moving together.

All the light of the mirror shone on him.

Not to mention the escape of the soul, even in this body, it is unbearable.

In desperation, he could only use his strength to urge his qi, blood and soul power, ready to rely on those two treasures to resist.

At this time, Zong Shou, the blood intent in those eyes was reunited, and a mysterious spiritual pattern was revealed.

"Die!"

With a shout, the sword in his hand turned into a rainbow and attacked. It was like a match, and a blood light flashed away.

The trajectory of the sword light, without half a point of fireworks, is extraordinary. The sword intent is condensed and converges on the edge of the sword.

There was a soft sound of 'clang', faintly audible.

The huge mountain that had only just dissolved a thousand feet or so was broken by a sword from the top!

The countless forbidden array treasures in it have all collapsed.

Behind the giant mountain, there is the purple gold jade cover.

Just when everyone thought that the sword momentum should be slightly blocked.

The blood-colored sword shadow is even more accelerated. It is sharper, does not dodge or dodge, and is arrogant and domineering above the jade cover.

It was a 'poof' sound again, and this treasure was also cut off in response.

The incision is smooth and seems to be born that way.

The eyes of the 'Hongkui' were shocking for a while. Desperately twisting his body, constantly changing his trajectory, flying backwards, trying to break away from the sword light lock.

In a panic, he couldn't even control his vocal cords, and he could only make a sound in his mouth. (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly passes, and your support is my biggest motivation. )