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Great Bright Sword!

It is a unique swordsmanship created by Zong Changkong based on the Great Bright Sword, and it has been a legend in Xingtian Sect for generations.

This scene made Xu Cunzhen and Mingkong tremble with excitement, and their whole bodies were about to burn.

It's a sword soul!

Tan Weiran was fascinated, the last time he was unexpectedly clearing the level in the sword pool, he fought with the sword soul of the Great Wilderness Sword God in the divine soul, and it was a battle that he would never forget. Even today, he has always been able to learn a lot from sword skills in that battle.

There's nothing more exciting and forgetful than the sword soul.

The sword qi broke through the body and was vigorous.

A bright light burst out from Xiong Chengwu's body, and the whole person became the most dazzling luminous body. Like a scorching sun on the earth.

This is the sword soul, this is the terrifying power that suffocates everyone and makes them feel irresistible.

The True Soul of the Spell is the most supreme, and all the monks with the True Soul are undoubtedly one of the few people who stand at the pinnacle of the Three Thousand Desolation Realms.

It is a truly unparalleled level of force, a level of strength that makes all people yearn for it.

The dazzling sword qi burst out from Xiong Chengwu's body with a bang. In an instant, this world-beating sword qi, wrapped in a dizzying momentum, soared into the sky in an instant.

Xiong Chengwu roared angrily, struggled, wailed, and burst out with the most powerful force, trying to find a way to survive in this terrifying sword technique.

Zong Changkong was far away, fighting against the seven powerhouses, while revealing a confident and unwavering expression like steel, as if telling his high-spirited and proud, and only lightly spit out: "Go!"

Zong Changkong was in a distant place, and his fingers flicked.

Xiong Chengwu was in the Thousand Drunken Desolate Realm, and his crazy energy exploded within a radius of ten miles from the Xia Sect, and the sword light ran through the top of his head in an instant, and he frantically hit the sky from the Baihui Acupoint. Xiong Chengwu's body stiffened, and he howled hysterically: "No!"

He hates Zong Changkong, and he hates everything related to Zong Changkong.

At the moment of lightning, Xiong Chengwu's life suddenly revisited in his thoughts, and the most profound thing in his memory was that eight hundred years ago, the Mingxin Sect invited the Luoxia Sect to participate in the pursuit of the sect Changkong......

In the eyes of everyone, a chase that will never be accidental, an absolutely luxurious and terrifying lineup, and finally become a turning point for those people.

Before that, he Xiong Chengwu was originally a young Broken Void Realm who had a good chance of reaching the Doom Realm. After that, he almost lost hope.

That chase became a major turning point for many people. He, Xiong Chengwu, is just one of them.

The brilliant sword light rose into the sky, like a gentle but not irritable sun wheel, instantly tearing Xiong Chengwu apart, and then drowning.

The powerful half-step doom, like fallen leaves in a storm, finally turned into wisps of fly ash after a hysterical resistance, sprinkled on the earth of the world, and re-moistened the earth.

Then, a gentle wheel of the sun hung in the night sky, turning the night into daylight, and slowly vanished for a while, leaving the night again in darkness.

Shocking! Except for this one word, I can't think of anything else to describe.

Absolutely shocking.

Ye Ziqian and the others from the Luoxia Sect were already stunned, like sculptures.

Xu Cunzhen and Mingkong were in a surging mood, and it was difficult to describe the excitement and pride in their hearts at this moment. That was the Sect Changkong, that was the Sect Changkong of the Xingtian Sect, at least it was, at least it had taught such a powerful peerless powerhouse.

Zong Changkong snorted and vomited out a mouthful of blood, and the vacuum lock that was as red as blood as red as blood that was clasped in the palm of his hand, although it was caught, had gradually extinguished its color and disappeared completely.

Previously, when Tan Weiran destroyed the vacuum lock at one end, this article had already been untied. The vacuum lock that entwined Zong Changkong's sky was left with only seven seven ends.

It's not that Xiong Chengwu is bitter and unwilling to give up, but Zong Changkong is unwilling to give up, as long as he holds the chain of light that connects the divine soul, Xiong Chengwu can't stop at the ends of the earth.

The Infinite Vacuum Lock is an excellent weapon for imprisoning people, but the effect is mutual. Xiong Chengwu, Sui Kurong and others can suppress Zong Changkong, and as long as Zong Changkong is strong enough, he can also severely damage or even kill them in turn.

The eight ends are united together like a net, and if you move one, it will inevitably cause the forces of the others to be connected in series. This time, in fact, there is basically no hope of counterattacking and killing, if you can kill, then you can get out of trouble.

This time is different, this time it is the loss of the vacuum lock. Without the tandem of the vacuum lock, the strength of the seven powerhouses such as Sui Kurong would not be able to cover Xiong Chengwu at all.

Sui Kurong angrily rose up and squeezed out of his teeth: "Zong Changkong!"

What about the rage, Sui Kurong and other seven strong people all gave birth to a sense of sadness for the rabbit and the fox. He was so angry that he wanted to break Zong Changkong's body into ten thousand pieces, but he was depressed, if there was a way to deal with Zong Changkong, why not wait until now.

Star Dou Sect, Lin Shenhe sighed from the bottom of his heart, "Alas!"

The seven powerhouses were all in a complicated mood, sensing the power of the sect that was as powerful as the god of war, and the power of Sui Kurong was re-penetrated, connecting the power of the seven people again.

The strength of the seven powerhouses once again united and descended with an incomparable attitude.

The patriarch's air shook vigorously: "Hahaha, I know that you will not die." I'm waiting for you!" The temperament of standing up to the sky and the earth is spontaneous, it is really like the god of war, and the fierceness of the wanton laughter is even more shameful.

Eight hundred years ago, the Mingxin Sect invited people from all walks of life to deal with the sect Changkong, and some people happily went. As a result, it became a nightmare that has caused everyone to suffer so far.

The Three Thousand Desolate Realms are so great that some people are very strong and famous, and some are equally strong and have very little fame. And some people are more famous than their strength, and some people are more powerful than famous.

Zong Changkong is the latter, and his typical strength is greater than fame.

One Zong Changkong fought alone in the three major realms of doom, and there were many people who broke through the void realm to besiege it, and it is difficult for people today to imagine that back then, in the battles again and again, Zong Changkong brought almost devastating despair.

It was a hunt that everyone thought was unbearable. If it weren't for the conspiracy that all the monks with even the slightest self-esteem would not want to talk about, no one would want to think about what would have happened.

This is a very unique battle, located at the ends of the three thousand desolate realms, distributed all over the place, but through the vacuum lock extended to fight, an unprecedented fierce battle broke out.

The hand-to-hand of everyone seems to be invisible and intangible, only they know it in their hearts. The only thing that can reveal a few clues is the seven chains of light. But it can't hide the step-by-step killing machine behind its calmness, which can be called a dense and dangerous fight.

At this time, while Zong Changkong was fighting with the seven powerhouses, he focused on concentrating, and a terrifying brilliant sword soul broke into one of the vacuum locks.

Sui Kurong's eyes widened angrily, and he almost jumped up in anger.

In the past eight hundred years, Zong Changkong is definitely not the first time to attack, nor is it the first time he has tried to break through the cage, but there have been many fights. They were very familiar with Zong Changkong, and Zong Changkong was also familiar with them.

The effect of the boundless vacuum lock is mutual. This means that while they suppress Zong Changkong, Zong Changkong can also attack them.

Sui Kurong and the others all admitted that if Zong Changkong single-mindedly concentrated on one of them, he would definitely be hit hard, and he could even kill one or two of the eight greats.

Zong Changkong had indeed done this, and that time, he had almost killed two of the eight powerhouses. It's really almost, if it weren't for the essence blood, those two would definitely be dead.

That time was the most ferocious and dangerous time when Zong Changkong took the initiative to attack, and he was almost killed by Sui Kurong and others.

Between the eight powerhouses and the sect Changkong, it is a tug-of-war that both can't stop. The eight manpower are linked together, stronger than the sect Changkong, and there is a sect behind them to back, which can take turns to replace the suppression at any time.

Zong Changkong concentrated on defense, and Sui Kurong and the others were doomed to be helpless. Once Zong Changkong took the initiative to attack, the more ferocious and powerful the attack, the greater the flaw.

In fact, after so many years, Sui Kurong and the other eight people really hoped that Zong Changkong would do that, even if it was again. But after Zong Changkong almost died that time, after a few more attempts, he never attacked again.

Looking forward to Zong's sky attack, but it is definitely not this time, definitely not now......

Xiong Chengwu just died, the vacuum lock of one of the eight ends was just destroyed, and the eight powerhouses were forever reduced by one place and became the seven powerhouses, and what was missing was a powerful half-step doom.

How did Xiong Chengwu die, what happened to Luoxia Sect? Will it affect Lu Chuan?

This was the time when the number and strength of Sui Kurong and others were suppressed at least and weakest.

Zong Changkong's heroic laughter soared into the sky, and he had keenly seized the best opportunity in eight hundred years, concentrating on attacking one of them, and it was also the weakest among them, and the situation was probably the worst.

The Great Light Freedom Sword once again passed through the endless void, shining brightly in the world, and suddenly came.

Tan Weiran turned his head hard, almost sprained his neck, and looked at the light of the mountain behind Luoxia Sect in surprise!

A trace of momentum burst out from under the large defensive shield, filling the air.

A gorgeous and dazzling sword aura, like a pillar composed of light, soared wildly into the sky, and unexpectedly slashed the local space out of violent fluctuations with the power of a sword.

The light like the angry waves turned into ripples, and with a slight click, the shield of the entire Luoxia Sect's back mountain collapsed.

Lu Chuan had heard of Zong Changkong, but he never imagined how powerful Zong Changkong would be. Now, he knew it.

Sword Soul!

It was an irresistible force.

When he came along the vacuum lock, Lu Chuan couldn't hide his fear, he didn't have Sui Kurong Qiang, he didn't have Xiong Cheng Wuqiang, the only thing he could rely on was the joint efforts of the seven powerhouses.

Suddenly, the strength of Sui Kurong and the other six people came like waves, and combined with Lu Chuan's strength to form an absolutely invulnerable protective wall.

The patriarch's air was majestic, and he pointed lightly: "You're dead!" (to be continued)

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