This is a unique ninth-order instrument.

After Zong Changkong endured several waves of attacks, Tong Guò experienced it firsthand, and deduced the upper limit of the attack of this ninth-order instrument, which was equivalent to the ordinary blow of a Doom Crossing powerhouse each time. Frankly speaking, this is not much different from the ordinary ninth-order offensive and defensive equipment, and it even seems to be a little weaker.

From this point of view, it is necessary to say that the twilight blood repelled the two great powerhouses of doom back then, I am afraid that it is not enough to completely win the trust.

However, compared to attacking, this ninth-order weapon was obviously much better in defense.

According to Zong Changkong's understanding, there is no doubt about the strength of offensive and defensive equipment, but the complete pursuit of balanced offensive and defensive equipment is easy to degenerate into mediocrity. Therefore, there must be a tendency in attack and defense.

What interests Zong Changkong the most is this kind of defensive light curtain with nine curves and eighteen bends. He has been in the world for thousands of years, even in other realms, it is the first time he has seen it, and it is the first time he has heard of this kind of curve defense, which can be called extremely distinctive.

After thinking about it again, he used his small shield fist to withstand the strong attacks from the ninth-order instrument repeatedly. When the fist collapsed again, Zong Changkong glanced around and found the joy and smugness of Cui Jinglan and the others, as well as their excitement.

What are these people happy about? Zong Changkong didn't understand at all, so he simply said to the conversation: "You can ban the sky, and you can attack, the main thing is that the defense is excellent. Are you interested in such a ninth-order offensive and defensive magic weapon?"

Rather than saying that Zong Changkong was asking if Tan Weiran was interested, it was better to say that he was consulting Tan Weiran: Does Tianxing Sect have this demand!

Tan Weiran understood as soon as he heard it, and he was ecstatic: "Naturally interested, extremely interested!"

What are the shortcomings of the Tianxing Sect? If you count them one by one, as a sect that has not been rebuilt for a long time, it naturally lacks a lot. But if one of the most important things is to say that there is definitely a mountain gate defense magic weapon.

Yan Duwu obtained an eighth-order offensive and defensive magic weapon in the Baili Cave Mansion and handed it over to him to bring back to the sect. It's still in his Void Stone. However, the eighth-order one is good, but if you can get another ninth-order one, it will naturally be perfect.

"That's good. Zong Changkong stretched his brows and looked at Cui Jinglan and the others, since Tianxing Sect has this gap. That's bad luck for Twilight.

Zong Changkong doesn't have the style of robbing others, of course, since he is an enemy, it doesn't matter. He condensed his mind, and for a moment, it seemed as if everyone noticed that the air around him was flowing towards him, and slowly handed out a punch, which fell on the defensive light curtain in an ordinary way.

Po!

A slight explosion suddenly sounded, and the defensive light curtain instantly surged wildly like ocean waves. The light curtain exploded with a little bit of brilliance. Floating down, it is incomparably gorgeous.

Seeing that Zong Changkong's seemingly powerful punch only blasted the defensive light curtain into waves, the people of the Star Palace and most of the people in Twilight Blood immediately burst out laughing, either triumphantly or excitedly, and shouted one after another: "Amazing, really powerful." It is worthy of a magic weapon that can repel the doom powerhouse several times, but I can't imagine that Twilight Blood has such a powerful ninth-order magic weapon. Hahaha. With such a powerful magic weapon, even if it is a doom realm. How can we do it?"

The people who shouted loudly didn't notice that the expressions of Cui Jinglan and a few other royal cores had changed from confident to uncertain, and even burst into bursts of sweat.

When Zong Changkong was concentrating, he hit the light curtain with a punch again.

It was like a bomb dropped into a river, and when it exploded, it set off the boiling of the river, and the impact spread along the light curtain in an instant. It is like a long sheet of satin that undulates in the shape of waves.

When this scene fell into the eyes of Cui Jinglan and others, all the pride and excitement were gone, and only the shock was left. The people of Xingyao Palace and other people who didn't know the mysteries of magic weapons opened their mouths to ask, but when they found that Cui Jinglan's faces and clenched fists were pale, they immediately guessed that something was wrong.

Zong Changkong raised his eyebrows slightly. A golden sword slowly spit out from the palm of his hand, as if he was holding the sun, or even the sun, and a sword was swung out, sending out a shocking sound in the air.

It's a sword that is completely impossible to look at.

It's not so gorgeous, but it's dazzling, like a sword from the sun, which makes people can't afford to fight.

Tan Weiran was amazed, he finally understood why anyone was with Zong Changkong, and the first thing the world saw and noticed was always Zong Changkong.

The sword qi was silent, and when it flashed away, the light curtain that had been stabbed dissolved a gap like the ice and snow of the flames. And those strong breaths seemed to have a silent burst of power, spreading throughout the entire defensive light curtain.

The ninth-order defense is broken!

I didn't even use the word devastating, it was just a sword, and the explosive force was spreading rapidly and gradually melting away the defensive light curtain.

Six hundred years ago, it was not the Twilight Blood that defeated the two Great Doom Realms, but the repulsion.

This special ninth-order magic weapon is indeed very outstanding in defense. It's true that the Doom Warrior who attacked Twilight Blood may not be able to blast through, but the unwillingness to kill time and pay too much price to kill Twilight Blood is undoubtedly part of the reason.

Cui Jinglan and the others were already pale, so gray that there was no trace of blood, and if they painted a layer of gray paint on their bodies, it was like a statue.

A statue trembling in fear!

Without the barrier of the defensive light curtain, there was nothing to stop Zong Changkong. Suddenly, all the trembling "sculptures" fled frantically, and they couldn't afford to fight.

Zong Changkong's explosive voice shocked everyone's hearts: "Kill!"

The terrifying sword qi surged vertically and horizontally, leaving a series of sword marks in the imperial city.

When a sword swept by, it seemed to have plucked the most blazing ray of sunlight from the sun and whipped it fiercely at the bodies of several people. After a soft sound of brushing, the golden bodies and inner armor of those people all collapsed, and the place where the sword was hit dissolved on the spot A hole or a strip of penetrating wounds were dissolved.

Even if he was a monk, he would never be able to bear such a serious injury.

One by one, the Divine Illumination Realm and even the Void Realm all fled in a hurry, which was not much better than ordinary people when facing disasters. In the frenzied escape, once swept away by the sword light, it will only be the life of a sudden collapse.

It turned out that their pride and excitement were nothing more than a joke. The ninth-order magic weapon, which can protect them, is originally a joke, and being able to defeat this Doom Crossing Realm is a joke within a joke.

Before, a group of people still felt. What's so great about Doom? Now they know. Ironically, I can't wait to know at all.

It's not that the Doom Warriors are nothing great, it's that they have too little knowledge and don't understand at all.

A group of Divine Illumination Realms and a few Void Breaking Realms, plus an excellent ninth-order offensive and defensive magic weapon, may not be able to compete with the Doom Crossing powerhouse under normal circumstances. But that's a countervail. Even if it is defeated, it is not impossible. But if you dare to say it, it must not include Zong Changkong!

An arrow stepped up to the roof of a large hall, looking at the bright sword light that caused the wind and clouds to change, and where the sword light arrived, the figures who fled frantically fell one after another. There were also those who rushed to the sky, who had just been swept away by the sword, and before they could fall to the ground, they dissolved into the air. Went to live with heaven and earth.

"No!" the desperate cries of the crowd were deafening.

A group of strong people wailed in pain under the hands of Zong Changkong, a stronger person, and even some people from the Twilight Blood Royal Clan begged for mercy in order to survive.

On the contrary, the people of Xingyao Palace had a lot of backbone, and in the face of Zong Changkong's life-threatening sword, even though they were as remorseful as others, they didn't say a word of begging for mercy at the last moment.

Looking down from the sky, Zong Changkong was like a sun on the ground, releasing that deadly sunlight. The roar of devastating decay was in the imperial city. Everywhere they went, they bombarded the halls of houses into ruins and took their lives.

None of them escaped! Tan Weiran couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. found that Zong Changkong seemed to be quite murderous, and once he made a move, he never left any room for it. From this point of view, the Ming Heart Sect and the Star Dou Sect wanted to kill the sect at any cost, and there was really a root.

At this time, in the capital outside the imperial city, a leisurely sigh suddenly sounded: "The Great Venerable." Why get involved in worldly disputes, so as to brew and kill. ”

As soon as these words were spoken, a figure roared from outside the imperial city, and slammed into the sky with a light fist. The fist spirit caused the aura of heaven and earth to be disordered, forming a scene of hundreds of millions of black shadows full of vitality. It's impactful!

The people of Xingyao Palace can escape, and a few shameless Twilight Blood Imperial Clans can also escape, but where can Cui Jinglan and the others flee to? At this time, when they noticed this sudden aura, they were suddenly shocked and ecstatic: "Saved?"

Cui Jinglan and the others didn't know where this realm came from, but at least they saw hope.

Is it hope? Maybe.

Boom! At the same time as the fist collided with the sword, with the two of them as the center, a shocking wave erupted. The houses and buildings within a radius of 300 zhang were all razed to the ground.

In the midst of the light, the sword in Zong Changkong's palm spun and raised, and the incomparable sword soul pierced out with incomparable power.

"Sword Soul?!"

At the same time as the other party blurted out, his body was swept away by a sword, like a meteor falling down and plowing a hundred-foot-long mud ditch in the stone pavement and countless buildings.

Cui Jinglan and the others didn't have time to cheer, as if they were choked by a big hand in their hearts and throats, and they felt so desperate that they couldn't breathe anymore.

When the brilliance dissipated, Zong Changkong looked at the person he had just fought and sighed: "All of you are united in one fist! Guan Ci? It turns out that you are not dead yet." ”

On the edge of a hill made of dirt and stones, stood a young man with a wolf bèi but a gentle face, although he was a strong crosser, he looked simple and indistinguishable from ordinary people: "Don't dare to die lightly, one more day of life, you can protect one more day." ”

Guan Ci saluted and said very much: "If you can use the anode sword technique so amazingly, I am afraid that only the world-famous sect predecessors are the masters." Since the juniors just happened to encounter this incident, no matter why the Dusk Blood Royal Family offended the seniors, the juniors wanted to ask the seniors for personal favors, and asked the seniors not to kill on a large scale. ”

Zong Changkong was noncommittal, and pointed at the conversation: "This favor, you ask him for it." ”

Can this young man influence Zong Changkong's decision? Guan Ci looked at Tan Weiran with a glance, he just came and didn't know the ins and outs of today's battle, and he was secretly full of surprise.

Tan Weiran took a deep breath and suppressed his agitated mood: "Since it is Guan Dazun who speaks, the juniors will let them go." However, I'm going to decide on this ninth-order magic weapon. ”

As soon as these words came out, Zong Changkong couldn't help but glance at Tan Weiran, thinking to himself, could it be that the kid had taken the wrong medicine? (to be continued......)