The purple qi wrapped around Zong Shou's fingertips, but it couldn't be collected into his body at all.

This is because in this body, the power of the gods has been full, and it can no longer absorb a single bit.

After forcing Zi Guizi that day, he still couldn't help the blue fire turtle.

In the end, it could only be frozen with a thicker layer of ice, and then suppressed with a dozen Zhenshan talismans. Then he threw it into a stolen space artifact.

It is larger than the Lingmustard Ring, and there is a space of thousands of zhang, which can just accommodate it.

And this Blue Fire Turtle is also barely strong, and it can be regarded as being 'sealed' by him.

Then, he continued to be above the sea of clouds, outside the void realm, and killed several teams of Dao Sect cultivators.

It wasn't until those scattered Holy Fire Silver Ants could no longer be found, and there was a trace of the Dao Gate Spirit Realm, that they returned to the central cloud land.

And in the past few days, Zong Shou has spent most of his time searching for Taoist temples that belong to the 'Yuqing' line.

Along the way, I found a lot, and often the bigger the city, the more believers. The more divine power can be extracted from the idol, the more.

Although there are only one million people here, because of the proximity to the Dao Spirit Dome Realm, there are many believers and they are extremely religious.

Therefore, the divine power extracted is not only rich, but also more refined.

It's a pity that this body only absorbs about three-quarters of the amount today, and it can no longer hold half of it.

On Han Xi's side, it is still the same, devouring the divine core every time. It will always turn into a cocoon and digest it for a while.

However, the time is getting shorter and shorter, and the effect is also untraceable.

The original number of silver ants has increased to eighteen. The carapace blade arms have all been strengthened to the level of infinitely close to the spirit realm, and the speed of escape has also increased significantly.

As for Hanxi's body, I can't see any changes. Only the spirit pattern on the surface of the carapace. It's becoming more and more obvious. It has both concise and complex characteristics, and it is expected to be subtle.

And the sacred silver fire, even more holy lake of light. Splendid and gorgeous.

Although there is a trace of resentment here, rising up, it is not close to the two of them.

Zong Shou is because of the sword intent. so that the evil spirit cannot come near. And Han Xi was up and down, shining with silver light and flames. The slightest closer to that evil resentment will be completely purified.

"It turns out that this divine power forging body is not without limits-"

He just stood here, not just in a daze. Instead, he waited for his physical body to 'digest' some of the divine power stored in his body.

But after half an hour, he still couldn't absorb the wisp of purple qi lingering on his fingertips.

So it seems. It's not that there's not enough 'space' in him, it's really reached the limit.

Actually, it's right to think about it, this divine power. If you can devour it like this without limits. Isn't it easy to be invincible in the world?

in this world. There is no good thing that can reach the sky in one step.

After thinking about it for a moment, Zong Shou simply let go of the restraints on this purple qi. Let this trace of divine power escape between heaven and earth.

At this time, the whole city was still silent.

Most of the people in the city are closed. It was daytime, but there was no one on the street, as if it were a ghost domain.

And the martial cultivators in all directions, either cautious or hostile, thinking that they were hidden, peeped over one after another. There are only a very few people who do their best to restrain their qi, fearing that Zong Shou will notice.

These low-level cultivators, Zong Shou was too lazy to pay attention to them, and he didn't want to do anything about them, but he couldn't tolerate them to be offended.

As soon as the mind was spread, it was slammed outward, and those annoying divine thoughts were swept away. There is no one who can continue to peep.

With a sneer, Zong Shou walked to the east, and after a few steps, he reached dozens of miles away and went out of the city.

Then, about half an hour later, I reached a mountain peak that floated in mid-air. ..., this is Cuiming Peak, where the mountain gate of a medium-sized sect under the jurisdiction of the Dao Spirit Dome Realm is located.

Cut off half of the mountain peak, draw a talisman array, turn it upside down, and levitate it above the height of 7,000 zhang.

Receiving the infusion of starry power, although there is no dragon vein here.

But the prosperity of spiritual energy is also extremely strong, only under the Holy Land Spiritual Mansion.

However, at this time, there were no people on this Cuiming Peak, and there was no half-person.

Zong Shou Lingnian searched privately, and finally put it away helplessly.

Not only was there no one, but they didn't even have anything of some value.

The situation here is not because he has been in the city of Fangcai for too long. But here, three days ago, it had been abandoned.

This was not the first case he had encountered, since he had intercepted and killed those Daomen Spirit Realm cultivators who had returned from the east, and then returned to the Central Cloud Land. There are more than a dozen sects in a row, all of which are like this.

These Daomen sects have completely lost face. He will no longer hold on to all the places he passes. All the sects in Benshan have decisively given up. The disciples of the sect also scattered and hid outside.

No matter how much the sect guard raged, he refused to come forward. It's even more shameful than that blue fire turtle.

At this time, even if he was as resolute as him, he also felt a little powerless.

It's like punching cotton and not being able to focus. There is no solution to this situation.

Looking at the sky with his hands in his hands, Zong Shou fell into contemplation again. If you retreat, you are unwilling, and it is useless to advance, or you should really consider going back.

After a moment of contemplation, Zong Shou shook his head again. Before retreating, he had one last thing to complete.

I wanted to take another step, and then I only felt the space around me, distorted.

Zong Shou frowned, and a hint of surprise appeared in his eyes.

When this qi machine came, there was no reaction in his spiritual sense.

Just thinking like this, he saw that Shui Lingbo broke through the barrier of the cloud realm and appeared in front of him.

But his face was cold, expressionless, and he had no intention of getting close.

Zong Shouzheng felt strange, and his pupils shrank. Not one, but two!

As soon as this idea arose, a trace of colorful light gathered in front of him, and the aura was entangled.

In just a few moments, a Lentenal appeared in the figure. The appearance is extremely young, the face is like white jade, dressed in Taoist costume, and the dust is in hand. It gives people the feeling that it is like an ice jade shrouded in smoke, ethereal and dusty, and dreamlike.

"Poor Dao Yuanmeng, I've seen the monarch!"

The man glanced Zong Shou up and down, and then he looked faint.

In the next moment, there was a vast and boundless coercion of thoughts, permeating this Cuiming Peak.

And Shui Lingbo also nodded then: "I haven't seen you for a long time, don't come here to be harmed, Shui Lingbo is polite here!"

Zong Shou's right hand, subconsciously holding the sword. Against that Yuanmeng thought, he looked at this person.

Is this the realm of God?

Yuan Meng? He had never heard of such a character in his previous life.

Even in that virtual fantasy, he doesn't deserve to know his name.

If nothing else, this must be the divine realm cultivation that suppressed the Dao Spirit Dome Realm.

Although it is only thousands of miles away, it condenses an avatar image. But the vastness of coercion still makes people's hearts palpitate.

But he didn't bother to return the salute, Zong Shouqiang looked at him with that compelling gaze, and then grinned: "Remember that Lonely and Daomen, is it endless?"

Na Yuan Mengzi frowned, and seemed to feel that it was difficult to force Zong Shou to obey with only his thoughts. Then he looked at Shui Lingbo again, and the latter said indifferently: "Lingbo is here for something else." I met by chance today, so I came to be a witness. If Yuanmeng's predecessors want Ling Bo to make peace for the two of you, then ask the seniors and invite others. ”

Zong Shou heard it strangely in his heart, what the hell is going on with these two people?..., but he secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, looking at Shui Lingbo's situation, Cangsheng Dao didn't seem to be pinched by the Dao Spirit Dome Realm.

Yuan Mengzi snorted coldly, seemingly extremely dissatisfied. In the end, he didn't say anything, and said directly to the sect.

"If the monarch is willing to return to the Qiantian Mountains, he will no longer set foot in the central cloud land within three months. I can also promise that within three years, I will never attack the civilians of Yunlu and Huizhou Island in the east!"

There was no half-inquiring tone, and the words were categorical, as if they had already made such a decision.

Zong Shou was angry in his heart, this Yuan Mengzi was really interesting.

Within three years, it will never attack the civilians of Yunlu and Huizhou Island in the east. It's only three years, and the promise doesn't include his ancestry.

In fact, it would also be a good thing if the people under the rule of Qiantianshan could get out of his battle with the Daomen.

It's just that this time is too short, and the battle between him and the Daomen must be counted in tens of millions of years. It also does not contain what his sect guards want the most.

In addition, this Yuan Mengzi's speech and demeanor are even more unpleasant.

There was no smile on his face, and his eyes were as bright as blades.

"So if you don't want to go back?"

"If the king has any conditions, he can ask for them. ”

That Yuan Mengzi also seemed to expect Zong Shou to ask like this, and shook his head indifferently.

"But if I see it, the king will agree to come down. For thousands of years, none of those who have violated our Taoism have survived in this world. Even the monarch is the most talented person in my cloud realm in the past 10,000 years, and he is invincible in the world. I'm afraid I can't afford it, my Daomen's wrath!"

Zong Shou smiled, and he didn't hear the threat of this Yuan Mengzi.

"It's okay to retreat alone! 30,000 ninth-order spirit stones, compassionate to my millions of victims. In the end, all those who participated in the slaughter of the people under the rule of Gu were handed over and dealt with by Qiantian Mountain!"

Hearing the first condition, Yuan Mengzi's pupils dilated violently, and the last sentence was even more angry.

"Arrogance!"

The coercion of that thought became more and more fierce: "As the king of a country, you really don't know how to advance or retreat! I can be the master and give you five thousand nine-order spirit stones from Qiantian Mountain." But it cannot be counted as reparation, but as charity. The second condition can be shortened within 10 years. Within 10 years, there will be no offense. As for the end, the deity can be regarded as unheard, and if the king is willing to agree, then he can get out-"

Hearing this, Zong Shou's hand holding the sword was bursting with green tendons. Then he calmed down and smiled indifferently.

"In other words, there's nothing to talk about?" ...... ，