Chapter 493 Yuan Yi Black Sword

Dozens of talismans were shot out, floating in all directions of the altar. Then another silver needle spit out from Zong Shou's sleeve one after another. Shuttle away in all directions, densely covered around here, covering a whole ten thousand zhang radius.

After everything was arranged properly, Zong Shou began to wait quietly.

At this time, there are still many fierce beasts around the altar, and they have not retreated. Zong Shou didn't care about it at all, and let Zong Yuan and others cooperate with the holy fire silver ants to kill them one by one.

Zhao Yanran looked into her eyes, and couldn't help but sneered again: "It's still the same. I only let you a few subordinates work hard, and you can enjoy the rewards yourself. Uncle Zong Taishi, you are really leisurely—"

Zong Shou curled his lips, thinking what do you know? This is called recharging your energy.

The most high-end combat power here is him. When he uses Yuanhun to wield the sword, it is equivalent to half of the ninth rank.

However, after all, he is taking the path of dharma appearance. Although he can temporarily gather the true form of dharmakaya, it does not last long. I tried it last time, even if my strength is enough, being able to persist for five or six hours is the limit.

Stronger than his physical strength, but also limited,

As for the dharma image of the black and white two holes, it would consume a lot of energy to display it. Although up to now, he still doesn't know the power of his Dharma image.

I only know that there seemed to be a lot of movement on that day.

He also heard about the heavy snowfall in the cloud world three days before his promotion. But since it's not the same day, then this astrological omen probably has nothing to do with him, so one should not be too sentimental.

In short, save your energy at this time, and you can deal with any emergencies later.

Waiting silently, but after a while, I saw a wave of beasts. Suddenly came from afar.

The gallop was like thunder, and the momentum was impressive. Although it was not as high as that, the bird swarm that the Scarlet Flame Golden Phoenix temporarily summoned last time was also not small in scale.

Looking from a distance, there are seven ligers of the eighth rank. And the remaining seven ranks are as many as two hundred. Under the sixth level, which is the lower level, there are even more densely packed, uncountable.

At this time, even Zong Yuan, who was able to face the landslide without changing his color, had a slightly serious look in his eyes.

And Han Xi recalled the six Holy Fire Silver Ants under his command back to the altar.

Zong Shou's eyes seem to be slightly closed, and he is chanting mantras. It wasn't until the beast tide approached that he let out a soft drink.

"Fen Kong!"

In an instant, dozens of spirit talismans around them all exploded, spewing out clusters of incomparably pure fire energy. Then inside the altar, with Zongshou as the center, countless red and white flames swept up and down in all directions.

The flames of the Lu family's Burning Air filled the entire ten-thousand-zhang space in just a moment. Cover most of the beast tide.

The wailing sounds of spirit beasts also sounded one after another from within the red flames. Some low-level spirit beasts have no resistance at all, and the moment Bai Yan enters the body, they turn into flying ash,

"Fen Kong? It's the blood of Lu Family's Fen Kong!"

Zhao Yanran's pupils shrank, just showing a bit of shock. Behind Zong Shou, another purple phantom of a bird and beast rose up.

Surprisingly, it was a Leiluan, and when it appeared, countless deep purple lights exploded.

And the Thunder Wing Jiao next to him was not far behind. The same electric light surrounds the body, making the inside of the altar full of purple brilliance.

Zong Shou gathered bunches of purple lightning that were strewn everywhere in front of him, and slowly merged into a huge thunderball.

It wasn't until I felt that there was nothing to gather again, and gradually lost control, that I threw it directly upwards.

Then there were streaks of purple thunder and lightning, flashing everywhere. Follow the silver needles scattered around, jumping constantly.

In an instant, the surrounding space was completely covered. When thunder and fire intertwined and superimposed on each other, they merged with the power of thunder. The burning flames suddenly became more and more violent. The power soared and turned directly into black.

And where the purple thunder flashed, those spirit beasts, even if they were of the eighth rank, suffered a lot.

The rest of the seventh level were almost hit hard on the spot.

When everyone stood on the altar, they could only see black flames igniting, and the thunder light ran away. Although the howls of beasts kept ringing, not even one rushed to the altar.

And after a full quarter of an hour, the scarlet burning air completely disappeared. Nearly 90% of the huge herd of beasts in front of them had disappeared.

There were only six dying eighth-level ligers left, and some low-level spirit beasts on the periphery that were lucky enough not to rush in, still survived.

All kinds of animal crystals and bone crystals are floating everywhere in the Ling River within ten thousand feet. The ones around the fifth level were directly burned, and the ones that escaped the burning of the sky and Zi Lei were all above the sixth level.

Zhao Yanran looked in front of her eyes, she was speechless for a moment, while Zong Yuan and Xuan Yunlan were equally silent.

Zong Shou, on the other hand, murmured with surprise on his face: "So strong! It's really abnormal. Unexpectedly, spiritual masters can be so powerful. I really underestimated them before—"

Zhao Yanran couldn't help being frantic for a while, thinking that not all healers are as strong as you. A large spiritual method can easily destroy a horde of tens of thousands of beasts!

Even those eighth-level and many spiritual masters had to run as soon as they saw this beast tide, as far as they could.

And this tone, no matter how you hear it, it feels wrong. Co-authoring Zong Shou, it seems that he thinks he is not a member of the spiritual master.

And secretly startled, this door seems to be a spiritual method that combines two kinds of bloodline supernatural powers, it is indeed powerful and terrifying.

As long as Zong Shou is given enough time, it is possible to destroy an army of one million.

"It should be the folding formula, the legendary compound spiritual method. Xuan Yunlan has seen it in the Zongmen classics before—"

Xuan Yunlan spoke thoughtfully, and then looked at Zong Shou with curious eyes.

"I don't know the name of this spirit method?"

Zong Shou was startled, this spiritual technique was the result of a brainstorm after he had awakened Fen Kong's blood before. As for the name, I really didn't think about it carefully for a moment, then Zong Shou smiled and said: "Lei Lie Qianhua—"

"Lei Lie Qianhua?"

Zhao Yanran murmured, trying to laugh at Zong Shou's taste again. But in the next moment, Zong Shou felt a strange gaze staring at him.

Looking around again, I saw Zongyuan and Ruoshui. They have already started to chase those eighth-level ligers that are already preparing to run away. Even Xuan Yunlan joined in.

She couldn't help but her pretty face flushed, she snorted coldly, and threw the four liger cubs in her hand to Zong Shou.

Then he poured out a large pile of beast crystal ore from the Qiankun bag.

But just when she was about to join the pursuit. Suddenly, in the distance, there was another roar, full of sorrow.

The tyrannical pressure also came through the air, carrying a brutal killing intent. A moment ago, it was still a hundred thousand feet away, and a moment later, it was near.

"Ninth level?"

Zhao Yanran's complexion couldn't help turning slightly pale, and the blood faded away. I'm not afraid of dying here, but secretly helpless, these things I got, I guess they can't be warmed up.

Zong Yuan and the others no longer cared about chasing and killing them, and approached the Dharma Altar again cautiously.

And after only half a breath, a snow-white liger stepped out of a fog in front one after another.

The figure is not burly, only ten feet long, but it has wings on its back, and there is a huge prince in the center of his forehead, with an extremely majestic expression.

It was looking at the few people in the altar from a distance, and the tiger's eyes were full of rage, hatred, contempt, sadness and killing intent!

Even Chuxue was awakened by the overwhelming killing intent. Get up confused, then rub your eyes with your hands.

"Young master, what's the matter? Hey, it's fighting again? Why didn't you wake Xue'er up?"

Zong Shou didn't have the time to pay attention to this girl. With a calm expression, he looked at this liger with focused eyes.

He sighed slightly in his heart, this time he was really hurt by this woman, Zhao Yanran, it was a terrible loss.

I knew that there was a ninth-level beast following behind. No matter what, he has to ask for more than 70% of Dao's income, which is a good deal.

But the fighting spirit rose in his chest, and a faint sword energy also came out through his body at this moment.

The ninth-level liger seemed to sense Zong Shou's threat, and it was the strongest among them all. A pair of tiger eyes also looked coldly,

Zong Shou took a deep breath, and without further hesitation, after gathering Yuanhun into the true form of Faxiang, he suddenly came out through the body. Suspended above the altar, with an indifferent expression, he looked at the spirit beast in the distance.

"Zhao Yanran, aren't you curious. What kind of supernatural powers does the black and white two-hole dharma image I projected in the sea of ​​clouds have?"

Zhao Yanran raised her eyebrows in surprise, and looked at Zong Shou's naked body in mid-air. She was indeed curious about this matter.

What kind of direction is it that can be projected in her consciousness early on.

"Just try it this time!"

The moment the words fell, a palpitating breath suddenly gushed out from Zong Shou's body.

It was so tyrannical and terrifying that it actually made the ninth-level liger shrink back slightly, with a serious look in its eyes.

It seems to be strange, the aura in front of him should be the seventh level, or the eighth level, and definitely not the ninth level. Why does the human monk have such a frightening aura?

Zong Yuan and the others also felt a shudder in their hearts, instinctively terrified.

But Zhao Yanran's feelings were even more different. The black and white points within Yuanhun suddenly swelled. Countless stars, shining with brilliance, reflect the entire hun consciousness.

With a 'Keng' sound of the sword, a spiritual sword with hidden blue light spit out from the sleeve of Zong Shou's fleshy body and flew into his hand. This is just the most common seventh-order spirit sword, used by Zong Shou as a replacement for the damaged Huo Yin sword.

At this time, black light gradually flashed, as if it was a bottomless abyss.

"This sword should be called the Yuan Yi Black Sword!"

When the sword light shone, the entire boundary river turned into darkness. All the light here has disappeared. All spirits are devoured.

Zong Yuan and the others felt that their eyes were dimmed. Can no longer see.

That ninth-order liger and tiger beast roared with fury, shaking the Jiehe River. At this moment, it only knows that it has to resist with all its strength, or it can avoid the danger of death! ! .