"The good sacrifice was interrupted, I wonder if I can be forgiven by heaven with the head of this sect to worship the heavens?"

When Zong Ling heard this, he was shocked. Knowing the Zongshou, this is to take advantage of the head of the Zongshi to establish his authority again.

glanced at the colorless Zong Shi, whose eyes were full of despair, and he bowed his head slightly without hesitation: "This person colluded with foreign enemies and wanted to assassinate the prince." It is the culprit who disturbed the ceremony of sacrificing to the heavens, and it can be described as a heinous crime! It should be killed to quench the wrath of the heavens!"

As soon as his words fell, the thousands of people under the altar also fell to the ground one after another. They all knelt and prostrate, their expressions were both fanatical and inexplicably surprised.

Many people have not yet recovered from the shock, only to feel that their hearts are surging in their chests, and it is difficult for them to be themselves.

The rumors are not credible! The son of the world is not a wasted man! Not only is he not, but he is even more spiritual and martial arts, and he is amazingly talented! It is the Qiantian Mountain, the real successor of the demon king, and it will also be the future that can make the Qiantian Mountain truly the king of the clouds and land!

They were all hot in their chests, as if they were flowing with magma. At this moment, he also hated Zong Shi Zongyang and these people to the extreme!

If it weren't for these villains, the remnants of the clan would be making waves. Qiantian Mountain City, why did it suffer such a loss?

Thinking of Fang Cai's thrilling situation, it made everyone break out in a cold sweat. If it weren't for the heroic martial arts of the prince, he would have mastered the emperor's martial arts and the sword intent of mountains and rivers early on.

In that battle, maybe these people will succeed. What kind of face do they have to meet their deceased ancestors?

"Please kill the Sect and punish the Emperor to appease the wrath of the sky!"

Thousands of voices converged into one voice. Immediately, it shook the entire mountaintop. Among the people present, only the dozen or so clan elders had never knelt down. Standing under the stone altar, it looks extremely abrupt. But at this moment, the eyes of these dozen or so people showed a trace of jealousy and helplessness.

Zong Shou chuckled, and the Jiulin Sword in his hand swung down violently. As soon as a blade shadow was drawn out, a muffled snort suddenly came from in the distance: "Stop! Even if the sect is wrong, it should be punished after the clan rules and sect order are convicted! Arbitrarily executed, punished without trial, not considered ultra vires?"

A thin blue thread in the void winded from afar. Like water is not water, like gold is not gold, between the invisible. After getting close, an invisible force immediately blocked his sword momentum.

That world heard. His eyes suddenly showed a look of ecstasy. The original despair is also gradually fading. And more than a dozen clan elders of the Zong clan also have expectations in their eyes. With Uncle Zong here, even if he can't abolish this sect, he will definitely be able to suppress the arrogance of this son!

Let these people know that the lineage of the Zong family should not be insulted! It was definitely not Zong Weiran at the beginning. Exercise restraint!

Zong Code raised his eyebrows. He looked at where the voice came from. I saw a person in the distance, who was coming. With bamboo slips under his feet, he is tall and long, his face is forty years old, but his eyes are extremely vicissitudes, and he doesn't know how old he is. Holding a blue round pill in his hand, as if it was made of countless filaments, it was the source of those blue threads.

Surprisingly, when he was lucky in both eyes. I only feel the spirit of this person. It's brilliant and vast. It seems that there are ten talismans, floating in the sea of this person's soul power.

"Ten True Talismans?"

Returning the Yang Realm Spirit Master, after reaching the Nine True Talismans, is the peak. However, as long as your soul sea can accommodate it, this true talisman can still be condensed. You can accumulate strength faster to impact the realm of day travel!

I thought that this person should be the uncle of the Zong family, and he was at the peak of his yang. No wonder after the disappearance of Du Zong. The Heavenly Fox Sect is still the undoubted number one clan in Qiantian Mountain City. Not only is it a large population, but also because of the strong people in the clan, he is still the head of the Qiantian clans.

There was a hint of coldness in his eyes. Almost without thinking about it, it was another sword slash. in the mind. also brushed over a piece of heart again, and groaned softly again

"-Just because of love and hatred!"

The bright sword light suddenly appeared. As soon as Fang flashed out, it was already hundreds of zhang away. The sword momentum was abrupt to the extreme, and it was almost to the extreme.

The power of the dark epiphany, although it has disappeared at this moment. But this 'Infinite Sword' gathered all the strength and soul energy of the sect guard in one place in an instant. is like a thread of love, and thousands of miles of lovesickness cannot be cut off. And the hatred is monstrous, endless. All thoughts are gathered in one sword.

The sword momentum is as thin as a gossamer, and the waves are endless..., only to hear a soft sound of 'snort', and a few silk threads in the air are cut off in an instant.

The sharp and sharp lingering sword wire still did not stop, and stabbed the middle-aged man's throat again.

On this day, Uncle Fox Sect was furious at first. It seemed that he couldn't imagine that Zong Shou would dare to use force against him, and then his eyes lit up.

Several spirit duels were played in a row, and a spirit shield of five elements was immediately condensed in front of him. There are nine floors in total, and they are distributed in front of each other.

However, these shields have not really gathered yet. I saw that the shadow of the gossamer sword suddenly pierced in from the most unexpected direction.

"Bang!"

A five-element spirit shield dispersed in an instant, and it was cracked in an instant. It was actually cut at the node where the spiritual energy converged, arranging the original spiritual energy, and disrupting all of it. Effortlessly shattered,

The back is even more powerful, and several layers of five elements spirit shields are all the same, and they can't stop the sword wire for half a moment.

The middle-aged man in white shrank his eyes. With a flick of the sleeves, a wisp of rich soul smoke erupted. In midair, it turned into a giant eagle with a wingspan of 70 feet. When the wings were spread, it was immediately a stream of soul energy that spilled out.

All the people present, all of them are under the realm of the Martial Sect. It's all cold sweat on the face, only a huge pressure, overwhelming the mind,

Before it appeared, the giant eagle let out a clear roar and grabbed the sharp claws like giant steel pincers downward.

Zong Shou laughed, and the Jiulin Sword in his hand flipped slightly. The gossamer sword qi changed its trajectory. Avoid the talons, and only cut through the chest and abdomen of the giant eagle. With another 'snort', this sixth-order peak soul beast was instantly cut in half.

The middle-aged man in white saw this, but he didn't care. The combat power of the soul beast is lower than that before death. However, as long as the soul stone is not destroyed, the spirit master has enough soul energy to instill and repair, and it will continue to regenerate.

But in the next moment, his pupils shrank sharply, and in an instant, they condensed into a needle-like shape!

Somehow, the gossamer sword qi actually emitted a vortex force. The soul smoke that escaped from the giant eagle absorbed most of it in an instant, and then exploded.

The soul stone in the sleeve of the middle-aged man in white was also shattered at the same time. In the midst of the soul, it was also unsuspecting to be counterattacked. In my mind, there was a violent dizziness.

And the thin sword wire in front of him has also reached the front of him. He could hardly use any spiritual magic at the moment, only tried his best to control the bamboo-like spiritual weapon under his feet, and flew wildly, until he was hundreds of feet away, and then stopped his figure.

But I saw a chill on my neck, and when I touched it with my hand, it was full of blood. This wound, I don't know when, was injured by the gossamer sword qi. Nearly an inch into the flesh, only a millimeter away from the backbone of the throat!

The middle-aged man in white immediately looked at him suddenly, full of disbelief.

I was actually injured, and I was at the peak of Yang, and I was still inferior to this fourteen-year-old child!

- What a shame!

The elders of the more than ten clans of that clan are also lost and depressed again at this moment, unable to speak. Even Zongbo, who was relied on by them as the Zongbo who backed the Great Wall. Is it also defeated?

"Hey, today is the day of my throne, and I'm in a good mood. I don't want to kill anymore. Thinking that you are the ancestor of your own clan, there is nothing wrong with it, so I will leave you alive for the time being!"

Zongshou smiled coldly, not that he didn't want to kill, but that he couldn't kill it. It was Xiao Jin who dropped the chain, and his spiritual power was about to run out. At the last moment, I had to stop.

But it's not illegal to brag anyway, and no one will refute it at this time. I'm afraid that this Zongbo himself will not be able to detect it.

"As for this sect lineage, if I say that he dies today, I will never allow him to live a moment longer!

With another wave of the sword light, he slashed down again. Directly chopped off the head of the sect alive! This person's blood had already flowed, but the severed head was rolling on the ground, and his eyes were still wide open, unable to look at him.

In Zong Shou's thoughts, he was slightly distracted.

——Ten thousand miles of rivers and mountains will be fixed, and the hegemony of thousands of years will be successful; it is better to hold a cup and get drunk, just because of endless love and hatred!

In his previous life, he concentrated on martial arts, and he had nothing to do with this poetry. It's not whether these sentences are neat or not, whether they rhyme.

But I know the meaning of these sentences, but I am afraid that it is in line with Zong Weiran's state of mind.

At one point, a series of thoughts popped up in my head.

Is this the creation of Zong Weiran? Why did the first martial arts book I saw in my previous life be these fist remnants?

There was a faint fear in my chest, afraid of the truth after this.

It wasn't until Zong Ling coughed lightly that he woke up suddenly and leaned over to worship the sky again. Then just complete this last step, and the whole ceremony is completed.

In the next moment, I heard a soft snort again: "Slow!"

Zong Shou couldn't help but roll his eyes, and wondered if he was still coming, but he had no choice but to turn around.

I saw that the middle-aged man in white had recovered: "I heard that Zong Ming Zong Hao died in your hands?"

Zong Shou silently did not answer, although Zong Hao was killed by Zong Yuan, but he also died indirectly at his hands.

"There are also nearly a thousand Heavenly Fox disciples of my Sect who were also killed by your order?"

Seeing that Zong Shou did not deny it, the white-clothed Zongbo also suddenly opened his eyes angrily, and his voice was fierce: "That Zong Ming Zong Hao just put forward a candidate for the demon king when you did not return, what is the crime of the more than 1,000 disciples? To be killed? What evidence do you have to say that they rebelled? Such a cruel and cruel person is also worthy of being my Heavenly Fox Patriarch?"

On the altar of sacrifice, there was silence again, full of gloomy and depressing atmosphere.

"It seems that there is some truth to what Uncle Zong said-"

Zong Shou was happy to hear this, and his eyes were full of curiosity: "But I am inheriting the position of the Qiantian Demon King today, what does it have to do with the patriarch of the Zong clan? If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation, monthly pass, your support is my biggest motivation. )