In the entire stone hall, a trace of sword shadows flickered and disappeared, constantly flashing.

At this time, Zong Shou was already sweating, and his face was even pale.

This is already thirteen thousand two hundred and forty-three swords!

The injuries he had suffered when he took the Dragon Pill earlier were now gradually deteriorating.

And this sword shadow still never ends, as if it is endless.

This battle is far more tiring than the battle with desperation. That sword shadow change, impressively set seven different sword techniques, almost every one, is above the eighth order through the ground!

Moreover, every sword intent has surpassed the intent and reached the level of spirit.

The Nine Dragons Shadow Sword, however, was polished by him to the point where it was completely free to use and superb.

And the flesh "Set Sail without Watermark" was affected by this sword qi impact, although it was scarred, it would definitely be able to enter the country again in the future.

It's just that in this battle, Zong Shou can't see any hope of winning the battle.

Fourteen thousand years later, it is still like this, and 14,000 years ago, I am afraid that it is even more tyrannical.

Ye Feishuang said that in this inheritance land, even the most talented dragon clan had not been able to take away the eighth spiritual object, but now he was a true believer.

The sword light was still pressed little by little, the first moment it was the Vast Mighty Qi Sword, the next moment it was replaced by the Great Cold Ice Sword, and the next moment it was the Thunder Hell Extreme Sword-

Ling Zongshou was tired of coping, and he was extremely puzzled, if the names recorded in the gold leaves of these three pages of the Golden Book of Xuanming were really the predecessors of the Cangsheng Dao. I'm afraid that most of them are also good at swordsmanship, and they are the top swordsmanship.

I couldn't get distracted, and I didn't think about how much time there was left before this inheritance land was closed.

Zong Shou only knows how to use his sword with all his strength to fight for every gap for himself. to adjust the qi and restore internal breath.

Try your best to retain more strength and deal with the sword tide behind.

Gradually, I forgot the time, forgot where I was, and didn't think about it anymore, the three-page golden book of Xuanming. The mind is pure, only the sword in his hand, and in front of him, is constantly generated, slashing from all directions. It is almost an endless sword qi that is stronger than a sword, and a sword is better than a sword.

It was also at the time when Zong Shou could count to the twenty-one thousand two hundred swords. The sword aura that filled the sky finally subsided.

At this time, Zong Shou was already sweating profusely, his steps were vain, and the whole person almost collapsed. His feet were weak, and he stood on the ground with his sword, so he never collapsed.

At first, he smiled helplessly, and finally he was happy.

This battle is really refreshing!

Compared to the battle with Desperation, it is even more memorable to him.

The swordsmanship of the seven sword spirit levels made his mastery of the Nine Nine Dragons Shadow Sword also rise to the extreme.

As for the Yuan Yi Sword that was not yet completed and was full of flaws, he didn't even dare to use it in this battle.

Shaking his head, he took several pills in a row, and when the breath in the "Set Sail Without Watermark" recovered slightly, Zong Shou stepped on the stone steps deep in the hall.

didn't look at it very closely, and put the dark three gold pages directly into the sleeve.

Then he took a big step out of the gate of this stone hall.

I looked around, but everywhere I saw no one. I don't know if I'm gone, or I'm still in a stone hall, cracking those difficult exam questions.

Only Zong Yuan was still there, with a calm expression, guarding outside this stone hall.

Zong Shou only glanced at it, and then smiled: "Can you get it?"

Zong Yuan nodded, turned his hand and took out another thing, but it was nine pills.

Zong Shou looked at it carefully, and then his eyes lit up: "It turned out to be the Cunyi Dan!

The so-called Cunyi Dan is a person who uses the elixir as a sustenance to store his martial arts ideas in the "Set Sail without Watermark" Dan. ...,

And those who take it, in addition to comprehending high-level martial arts ideas, can also borrow Tannai's martial arts intentions to fight with others.

And the nine pieces in Zong Yuan's hand are the Cunyi Dan at the peak level of the Italian level, and they already have a bit of a sense of psychic.

It's rare to see three of them, which happen to be related to Thunder.

This blessing is indeed good, and even Zong Shou is envious.

When he entered this land of inheritance, he gained a lot. But apart from the Linghua chalcedony, there was nothing that could enhance his own strength.

Zong Yuan was speechless, but he also nodded with deep sympathy.

Zong Shou then calculated the time again, and then his brow furrowed again.

Before you know it, it's the last day.

"There's only half an hour left—"

His eyes wandered around, and Zong Shouxuan was sure in his heart. There was only such a short time left, and he didn't force himself to get his hands on the ninth spiritual object. It can be seen that it is okay, but it is also okay,

His gaze finally locked on a pale golden stone hall not far away.

He had seen it before, and what was hidden in this temple was a shuttle the size of an arm's arm.

It was also the one thing he was most interested in in this area.

The figure flickered, and Zong Shou flashed to the front of the hall without hesitation. And as soon as the other party stepped in, the door closed.

The spiritual array in this hall was forbidden, but there were bursts of spiritual light flashing, and what was triggered was neither Dao nor swordsmanship.

Rather, it was a giant black winged bat, with a fierce and bloodthirsty gaze. But in his eyes, he was more dazed at this time.

Zong Code of Conduct gasped, and he didn't know where these fierce beasts had moved from, almost every one of them was as high as the ninth order.

——At a glance, there were more than 800 of them, hovering in this wide hall.

Zong Shou's mouth was extremely bitter. The difficulty of taking this ninth spiritual object is too perverted.

- Eight hundred ninth-order, this is really a siren!

At this time, it was less than sixty breaths before the land of inheritance was closed. Zong Shou didn't have any worries, he only needed to survive the initial period of time, and he could be automatically removed.

In the next moment, Zong Shou's mind moved slightly, thoughtful.

"Less than sixty?"

Looking at the winged bats in this hall again, I saw that some of them were already rushing towards this side, fiercely.

He had heard that the winged bat was a fierce beast that had a very short eye distance. He relies on his eardrums to hear sounds, and his spiritual sense is also extremely keen.

They all have the magic power of the sound system, and sometimes they are used to attack the enemy, but most of the time, they are used to explore the terrain and creatures in the distance, looking for prey.

Zong Shou frowned slightly, and then smiled again. What's the harm in taking a gamble?

Within the soul, there was a turmoil. Then the black and white, two diametrically opposed phases, both appeared outside the body.

In the entire stone hall, half of it was dim, and half of it was blazing white and dazzling, and it was no longer possible to look at it.

And all the sounds, all the senses, are distorted.

In this stone hall, there were more than 800 winged bats, and at this moment, they were completely in chaos.

Zong Shouhe sneered, and his figure flashed again, shuttling among hundreds of winged bats, and at the fastest speed, he pounced into the depths of the hall.

Kan Kan reached before the golden shuttle, and jerked his hand. First, I felt a surge of power, and the spirit array in this place was banned, and then it was triggered.

Then in the next moment, it was completely disturbed by the black and white two holes, and with a slight grip, the golden shuttle was already in the hands of Zong Shou.

When the soul power is almost exhausted, the black and white two holes are about to disappear. Zong Shou continued to send more than a dozen talismans, one after another, and more than a dozen layers of spiritual light firmly protected himself. ...,

When all the light and shadow are back to normal. Zong Shou saw that the eight hundred winged bats were all in a rage. In a panic, they all subconsciously emitted waves of huge sound patterns, impacting in all directions.

Without the absorption of the black hole, this sound pattern can only be in this stone hall, constantly echoing and vibrating, impacting in all directions.

The more than a dozen talisman spiritual methods around the sect were shattered in an instant. Another supplement, regardless of the cost.

And the hundreds of black winged bats are even more miserable. When there are more than eight hundred and sixty Dao, the sound waves that can be equivalent to the ninth-order divine power are all superimposed in one place. The majesty of the power can even be compared to the top-level Spiritual Method.

Almost immediately, nearly half of the pteropathic bats were blown to pieces and turned into flesh and blood.

Zong Shou saw it with a slight heartache, these winged bats, not only did the bones remain, but also the beast crystals, which could not be preserved, and exploded into pieces.

The rest of the winged bats were also extremely uncomfortable, and they tried their best to resist the resounding sounds.

In the next moment, there was another burst of spiritual light shining in this hall.

Zong Shou's figure was directly moved out of this stone hall.

When he looked at it again, the black winged bats were gone. Back to the stone staircase where I first entered the Dragon Palace.

And the gate of the temple in the distance was also closed.

Stunned, Zong Shou was then in pain. With just three more breaths, all those remnants of pteroterina will surely be wiped out.

At that time, the sound wave was a little quiet, and there must have been a lot of ninth-order beast crystals left behind.

- It's only a three-breath time difference, and there is a huge loss!

His face was already pale, and it was even more ugly at this time.

Ye Feishuang and Ye Feihan, as well as the weak water and early snow, were also moved out at this time.

When he found Zong Punctuality, he was stunned. Ye Feishuang subconsciously, thinking that he had gained very little this time. He kindly comforted: "Your Highness doesn't need to be frustrated, the land of inheritance, I don't know how many heroes are difficult, just because the time is too short." I just looked at the cultivators of the various sects, and among the thirty people, two of them couldn't even break through the level of the illusion realm——"

When Zong Shou heard this, he felt the same way, nodded and said, "The time is indeed shorter, and this time it is a big loss." A total of nine pieces have been made, 20,000 Xuan-level spiritual objects, you dragon clan, can be regarded as wealthy-"

As he spoke, he put the golden shuttle into his sleeve, and his expression was extremely depressed.

Ye Feishuang was about to answer, but in the next moment, his pupils shrank slightly, and his breathing suddenly became heavy, looking at the things in Zong Shou's hands.

"You have the Demon Exorcism Shuttle?"

Then he remembered Zong Shou's previous eyes, and his mind was at a loss: "Nine pieces? You said you just got a total of nine pieces?"

At this moment, she couldn't wait to slash this guy with a sword. Even if it was that Fang Ming, the two ninth-order of the Tailing Sect and the Origin Demon Sect, they had only reached seven pieces. This guy got nine pieces, and he pretended to be like this.

Over there, Ye Feihan was sparkling with stars in his eyes, looking at Zong Shou with almost admiration.