Chapter 709: It's hard to stand alone

It hasn't been a fall for a long time, and the Taoist in the shallow smile suddenly had a slight joke in his eyes: "Brother Xiyue, look at your indecisiveness, it's been a moment, and you haven't been like this in the past." In this chess game, this sunspot still has some vitality. But Brother Dao, you are absent-minded, but I am afraid that you will lose in the end. ”

Xiyue on the opposite side hesitated slightly, but finally sighed and pushed the chessboard in front of him away.

"That's it! It's really hard to calm down these days, and I'll fight again another day!"

When the Dao man heard this, he couldn't help but shake his head: "But for the matter of the east of the Yunlu? I heard that you are also involved? In fact, the Qiantian Mountain is tens of thousands of miles away in the wilderness. Brother Dao asked Yiguan, but in the hinterland of Middle-earth, even if he wins, there is no benefit, so why bother wading through this troubled water?"

"I don't know, but I have to!"

Na Xiyue sighed, looking helpless: "You are from the Lingfu Sect, and you don't know the difficulties of our small sect. If I don't obey the order of the Dome Realm, I will ask Yiguan in the future if it is difficult, who will shelter me from the wind and rain? All the sects are eyeing each other, and I asked how dare Yiguan fall behind? The practice is derived, the spiritual realm is tribulated, and all kinds of affairs in the door need to help the dome realm, how can they refuse? Besides, it is not without benefit, the Qiantian Mountain is destroyed, and our sect can take some spiritual ore one by one in the east of Yunlu."

In the end, it has been with a few phases of hope.

The cliff Taoist was stunned, and then laughed at himself: "The cliff has been cultivating penance, occasionally looking for one or two old friends to play chess and discuss the Tao, and have fun." But little is known about these mundane things. But in my opinion, there's no need to worry too much. No matter how strong that Zong Shou is, his two fists are hard to beat with four hands. Wuxu's methods are ruthless and poisonous, and as soon as he makes a move, he is thunderous. The strategy of avoiding the real and attacking the virtual is also just right. Promote my strengths, and attack the enemy's shortcomings. It is estimated that it will only take three months to shake the situation of the Qiantian Mountain, and all the cities will rebel. In this battle, although the victory or defeat has not yet been decided. However, the casualties of my Dao Sect should be extremely small."

"I hope so!"

Na Xiyue laughed, and her expression was a little lighter. But he frowned again at random, looking at the stone table with a look.

I saw that the tables and chairs around here, as well as the chessboard, were trembling slightly."

It wasn't obvious at first, but after just a few breaths. This slight tremor was changed to a rumbling, trembling.

The whole attic is shaking on all sides, and the ground is also shaking and undulating.

The two of them stood up in unison and looked at each other, their eyes full of confusion.

Could it be an earthquake?

Immediately, he felt that something was wrong, and the eyebrows of the Daoist on the cliff froze: "It's sword qi!"

In just three words, it is both shocking and terrifying!

I saw that the stone table and chessboard in front of me had all turned into clumps of fine powder, silently shattering and scattering.

A trace of sword qi as thin as a gossamer shot out from the inside one after another, whirling and shuttling through this pavilion, filling the entire space.

I don't know exactly when I sneaked in. Smash this pavilion in a moment!

Both of them did not hesitate any longer, and each turned into a ray of light and flew out of the window.

I saw that there were many people flying into the air at this time. Immediately, only a few silver rays of light were seen, and the mountain disappeared suddenly. A little bit of blood rain was sprinkled, and the corpses kept falling, and then turned into pieces of minced meat. ...,

Xiyue was stunned at first, and then her eyes were blood-red, and she looked up. I saw that in the sky, there was only one figure, standing proudly in the sky.

Ming Jin robe, sixteen years old, above his head, hanging a blue mirror. Behind him are three thousand thunder wings, covering the sky.

seemed to recognize this person, and Xiyue was obviously suffocated.

"Zong Shou?"

The body of the cliff Daoist also shook slightly.

The young man in front of him was invincible in the world, and he had already seen this person's image a year ago.

But why did this sect guard appear here?

The sword qi crisscrossed in all directions, and within the spiritual sense of the people of the Cliff Dao, there were fewer and fewer survivors in the entire Wen Yi Guan.

It's a downside killing, almost every moment, someone is set sail by the shattered sword intent... -=·yo y/0-=provided, cut into pieces, without the slightest power to resist.

Faintly, the cliff is more ominous.

Wuxu is of course avoiding the truth and imagining, but this demon king does not seem to be sitting still!

Although Wen Yiguan is not a major sect of Lingfu, but under Lingfu, his strength can also be included in the middle and upper choices.

In the ninth order of the view, there are three people. Old friend Xiyue is even more powerful in the spiritual realm. But such a big faction can't resist this sect for a while

What about the rest of the sects under the jurisdiction of the Dao Spirit Dome Realm?

The Dao Gate was by no means what he imagined to win!

And at this moment, there is no ruin to do it, I am afraid that not only will it not be able to shake the foundation of this sect, but it will cause a catastrophe for them.

"Pay it off, stop it!"

Xiyue's face was pale, flying in the air. At the same time, countless jade-like black and white chess pieces flew out of the sleeves. With a flick of the volley, it turned into a chessboard-like spirit array. Fix it in the air, do your best to resist those scattered sword qi, and protect the only remaining disciples in the view.

"I asked Yiguan, I don't know where I offended the monarch? Ling Shangxing was so angry with thunder and slaughtered hundreds of disciples of my temple? I know that the monarch is quite old with the Dao Spirit Dome Realm. But how can you be angry with me and ask Yiguan?"

It only takes two hours!

He didn't want this sect guard to listen to him and retreat, but even if he could delay it for a moment and a half!

It only takes two hours, and the surrounding sects that belong to the same sect can come to help. Within the Dao Spirit Dome Realm, you can also know the news. With the method of shifting, descend to dozens of spiritual realms, and guard this sect and surround and kill here!

The cliff Taoist was silent, and a boxy altar appeared under him.

There is a spiritual realm escort around him, and he holds a yin and yang magic plate in his hand, when the spiritual law unfolds. The golden mangs stretched, and the talismans fell like a curtain of water. From afar, it looks like a giant golden bell.

At this time, Zong Shou finally looked down and looked at the two of them.

There was no intention of answering at all, so he stepped forward and stepped lightly.

Boom again, there was a shaking, and all the buildings on the top of the entire Wenyi Mountain. At this moment, they all exploded into smithereens!

Even with the support of the Golden Bell Chess Array, there are still hundreds of Yiguan disciples below, and the blood mist is flying at this moment!

That Xiyue Daoist is eyes are split. If it is useless to defend again, turn defense into offense. The black and white chess pieces all flew up one after another, and then they fell like meteors to the place where the sect guard stood!

At this moment, I saw a gold and a silver, two points of light, one left and one right

Xiyue didn't care at all, he trusted his old friend's magic power on the cliff.

In the next moment, I saw that in the hand of the sect guard, the sword light flashed, as if the heaven and earth had been forcibly torn apart!

..., directly cut off the head of the cliff general on the spot.

The speed of the sword was too fast, and the four guardian spirit beasts hadn't had time to react. And Xiyue's eyes were also at a loss!

The Huandao Dingshi Bell is a supernatural power at the spiritual level. Cultivation is not easy, but it is also powerful.

When the cliff was cultivated, I had tried, even if the five spirit realms joined forces, it could support it for a full day!

Therefore, although his old friend does not like to kill, he has always had an indifferent temperament and does not like to fight with others, but in the Daomen, he can always have his place, and no one dares to provoke.

But today, it was defeated?

So what should he do about Yiguan?

The cliff is dead, and he Xiyue is even more difficult to support alone!

Countless thoughts arose, and Xiyue suddenly felt resentful.

He doesn't hate Zongshou, just because he belongs to the enemy and me, and it is a matter of course for him to come to the door.

I only hated that when I applied to the Spirit Dome Realm, I never thought of this risk. I hate even more that the ruinless man is incapable of setting sail ·-=·yo y/0-= provide, so that his thousands of years of inheritance of the question of Yiguan will perish today!

He Xiyue is unwilling to be one by one

Q: How could Yiguan die like this, and how could he be worthy of the spirits of your ancestors in the sky?

Two points of light, one gold and one silver, flashed in front of him, and twelve small short blades forcibly cut the protective qi and smashed it into his skin. And then he wrenched left and right! In the sky, there was another mass of flesh and blood, falling one after another. It also made Xiyue's last thought come to an end.

And at this moment, in the entire Wen Yiguan, except for Zong Shou, there is no half of a living person.

Except for the messy powder, there was only a dark red piece of flesh,

The silver light seemed to be extremely elated, and after killing Xiyue, it actually made a crisp and pleasant sound.

It's like a girl's ballad, and the sound spreads to the four fields.

Soaring in the sky, dancing in the air, elegant and graceful. Then there were six more silver lights, which converged and brought up one after another brilliant silver lights.

The golden point of light, but it was a flicker, and it reached the left shoulder side of the sect guard.

Zong Shou's expression was silent, and with sword qi as a knife, on the ground below, carved a three, word. Then he looked thoughtfully at Hanxi in front of him.

This holy fire ant queen has grown so fast. Looking at this situation, it seems that it is about to advance.

One step ahead of him and step into the spiritual realm one by one

I see, born heterogeneous. The best way to advance is not to devour the spirit gold, but to kill!

Born of resentment between heaven and earth, only by destroying more living beings and killing everything that can be killed in front of you can grow rapidly!

This is his natural escort, so in his mind, he can clearly sense, Hanxi's urging, the urging of flesh and blood, the desire for living beings, and the desire to kill.

Zong Shou raised his eyebrows, followed by a soft snort.

Why not?

With a flick of his fingers, four black rays of light flew out of his sleeve.

In two of them, Xiao Jin opened his mouth and swallowed it violently.

The other two were directly thrown into Han Xi's body.

This is the innate cold spirit Geng Yin Qi" After Gong Xinran was defeated, these innate Gengjin Qi that were cut into four sections remained.

Although it is a great loss of value, it is still a rare earth-level spiritual object in this world.

Zong Shou had been hesitating whether this treasure would be integrated into his Yuanyi Soul Sword, or whether it would be given to him as two spirit beasts.

At this time, Xiaojin, who has been with him for more than ten years, is already about to advance. Han Xi is also about to step into the spiritual realm. Then he, the master, thinks he is perfect!

With a flick of the sleeves of his robe, Zong Shou went west again and walked into the air.

An hour. Five thousand seven hundred lives. Next, 1,300 miles away from here, there is nothing to see!