Chapter 695 Not Like a Stranger

"Although I don't understand the way of governing, that person can dominate the land of six states at the age of twenty. He has a strong army of millions, and he has a good government and harmonious people. How can such a person be a mediocre king?"

"Don't let the Confucian masters hear these words."

What Guizi heard was a silent sigh, but in fact, only looking at this Qiantianshan City, the ability of that country's lord must not be underestimated.

He is also very clear about the strength of Night Demon. Even if it is just a remnant army, it is enough to destroy a small thousand world. It is really amazing that Qiantian Mountain was able to contend with it for several months, and even defeated it completely.

"Wuxuzi is in the same situation as this Qiantian Mountain, and Wuxuzi is to blame! Revenge and revenge, short-sighted, unworthy to be the master of the sky realm x"

A cold snort, with a bit of dissatisfaction. Sakaki Guiko then frowned again and looked into the distance.

Just at the corner of the street, a majestic figure was also looking over here.

He is two feet tall, with a hunchback and a tiger-back, standing there like a mountain.

In Qiantian City, there are many muscular and tall Wuxiu. The one in front of me, mixed in the crowd, is actually not conspicuous.

However, Guizi immediately noticed this person. At first, the killing intent appeared slightly, and then it stopped.

"It's Lord Haishang from the Yuanshi Demon Sect. Qingming, your old opponent, seems to have returned."

Nacui Guizi said so far, the corners of his lips twitched slightly: "I heard that two disciples of the Yuanshi Demon Sect died near the Third Dragon Hall a few years ago, and I have always suspected that Zong Shou did it. It seems that this Hai Lord Shang, I'm afraid most of them came here because of the catastrophe of the demon king."

The tall and powerful man in the distance seemed to have no intention of staying any longer. After looking at them coldly, he turned and left. At the same time, there was a smile on his face, which was meaningful and cruel.

"Probably so! I haven't seen him for two hundred years. This person's cultivation has become more and more unfathomable."

Qingming nodded slightly, his eyes flickering: "Is it really appropriate to join hands with the Mozong?"

"How can we talk about teaming up? It's just fighting on its own."

Guizi shook his head disapprovingly, and then became a little curious: "The demon king who is the number one swordsman in the world, the number one person in the way of talisman three hundred years ago, and the third person in the way of magic in the past. I don't know how the three of you are. Which one is stronger and which one is weaker? Can Zong Shou cope with the cooperation of you and me?"

"How dare Qingming compare with him?"

Qingming laughed, with a bit of self-deprecation: "When I was in the cloud world, I was far less powerful than him. Overwhelming all the heroes, invincible in the world, Qingming is far inferior to himself. Forty percent of the spirit and martial arts are united, and Qingming is even more powerful today. It is impossible to do it. Only the three hundred years of hard training outside the territory can be relied upon. But even if he is more than three hundred years older than that Zongshou, there is still not much confidence that this person is in the east. I have been chasing the mouth of the fairyland, but you and I are limited by the cloud world, so we can't use it."

"That's why I need you and me to come back! If it's other senior brothers, I'm afraid they won't be able to resist in front of him. In fact, there is no need to worry too much. Although my visit to the Lingqiong Realm is not exhaustive. Zong Zhili. But at this time, the strength that the cloud world can use is all coming out one by one."

Just as they were saying this, the two of them suddenly looked towards the east together, their brows raised together: "Is it Ming Chao?"

Looking at each other, Guizi gloated and said coldly: "The gate of death is opened, and it will be the nine-yin underworld girl from the east. If you can't stop it, blood will spread for thousands of miles. At this time, the seal of heaven and earth is missing another corner. The rise of the spiritual tide is just in the near future. This is the way of heaven to help me!"

Then there was a heart attack. In the distance, there are countless soldiers coming

More than a dozen strands of rather tyrannical thoughts traversed here one after another.

"It turns out that there are still people in this world who know me, Sakaki Guiko!"

Laughing a few times, Guizi disappeared in one step.

Qingming shook his head slightly. At the beginning, he felt that it was better to use his real name.

No matter! Scaring the snake out of the grass is actually not necessarily a bad thing.

It would be best if Zong Shou could be alarmed. If not, it would be good to make the generals in the garrison here suspicious.

No matter how wise * Qi Sail·-=·哟锋·0-=provide* people, as long as they feel danger, feel pressure, and get up in a hurry, they may make mistakes

There was a sharp light in his eyes, and Qingming also flashed, followed by the coffin, and left here.

When the thousands of soldiers arrived, all the people here had disappeared.

It only took Zong Shou three days to control the Demon God Shuttle, and he had already flown to the sky above the Demon Corpse Mountain.

The mist here has spread beyond the Blood Valley, covering thousands of miles.

And that yin and death energy is not inferior either. Half of the mountains are under its cover.

Although Zong Shou had been on guard for a long time, he deployed heavy troops in Yunsheng City, but he couldn't get close at all.

Looking down, Zong Shou was a little bit embarrassed when he thought about a few years ago.

And not long after he arrived here, Xu Zhengyuan, the original Yunsheng City Lord and one of the few governors in Qiantian Mountain, also flew in from afar. Just half a year ago, this person also broke through to the seventh level and was able to walk in the air.

Standing behind Zong Shou at this time, his face was full of worry.

"Three days ago, the power of the underworld here suddenly exploded. I don't know why..."

He bowed again and said, "I'm guilty. I'm afraid that the changes in this place will be a sign of the resurrection of the underworld girl, so I have made my own decision. All the people in the three thousand miles around this place have been evacuated just to see the situation. I'm afraid it's too late. "

"Follow the power in a hurry, and Ai Qing is the one who should thank you alone. How can you blame me?"

Zong Shou nodded his head slightly, his eyes fixed on the place where Gong Xinran was buried.

Although the place is filled with mist, it can't stop his spiritual eyes.

Everything there was like when he buried Gong Xinran. Except for the shocking dark red bloodstain on the tombstone.

There are a total of eighty-one yin veins gathered here in the remote sensing underground.

That tomb is like an extremely powerful heart. And these yin veins seem to be blood vessels. Swallowing and puffing in an orderly manner, the deadly force between heaven and earth.

And if you listen carefully, you can faintly hear the sound of a heartbeat in the tomb.

At the beginning, it was vaguely present, but after listening to it for a long time, it gradually resounded. It's like beating a drum, shaking the mind. ,

Zong Shou suddenly felt a throbbing pain at the corner of his forehead. Looking at the situation, this Gong Xinran is really about to be born.

Sure enough, as Jin Buhui said, this is definitely not an ordinary Nine Yin Underworld girl coming to this world.

Looking at Gong Xinran's tomb, it is clear that the two worlds of life and death are about to be completely connected.

"Have you ever sent someone in to look at it recently? Is there anything unusual in the past few days?"

"Don't dare to slack off every day!"

That Xu Zhengyuan frowned: "It has always been, but three days ago, this dark power suddenly broke out. At this time, people below the third level will die immediately. The fourth-level innate can only be contacted for a moment. Even the minister , and dare not go deep. I really don’t know what’s going on inside.”

Zong Shou frowned into a "Chuan" word, and then relaxed it.

"You can send an order to order the troops stationed around to withdraw all of them."

The dark power here has been stagnant for several years, and it is too strong. Ordinary people can't get close at all, and naturally they can't get in.

To stay here is to die.

Only those above the fifth level can be safe.

At this time, the Blood Cloud Knight was still in Huizhou. In Qiantian Mountain City, there are only one thousand blood cloud knights, plus two thousand black fox cavalry.

These two elites need to be suppressed in Qiantian Mountain City to guard against the powerful of the sects, and they cannot be separated easily.

This time, I was really caught off guard.

After saying this sentence, Zong Shou left Xu Zhengyuan and stepped into the dark mist alone.

The power of death in this mist is really at its peak. Ordinary fifth-order, even if it is not used like ordinary people, it will immediately turn into dry bones. But if you stay *set sail·-=·yodine·0-=provide* for a long time, it will also consume a certain amount of life.

Zong Shou was already accustomed to this, and walked in the fog without paying attention.

Mastering the Styx Death Sword, he has experienced the power of death ten times stronger than this. Naturally, he is not afraid of a little death in this place.

Within a thousand miles of the Demon Corpse Mountain, there is no living creature. Even the vegetation is all dead.

Above the ground, it is covered with a layer of bo ice.

There are countless lines of sight around, peeping in the distance.

At a glance, there are all beating yin fires.

Although there are no living things, there are many moving dead things. Most of them are rotting animal carcasses, and some white bones.

But it may be that around the Demon Corpse Mountain, the birds and beasts are extinct. Zong Shou had taken precautions early on and sealed off the relationship here.

These dead things were of extremely low rank, and they could not pose a threat. And from Zongshou to the tombstone, not a single dead thing dared to provoke him.

Most of these ghost beasts have no intelligence. But they can judge the strength, just relying on the tyrannical sword pressure that Zong Shou scatter, it is enough to make them fear.

Looking at the stele, the senior sister Gong Xinran wrote a few words in blood. Zong Shou's mind was in a trance again.

One is the person he fell in love with in the past.

In the past, she thought she was Tan Qiu, and although she felt sorry for Gong Xinran's fate, she didn't have much feeling for her.

But at this moment, he already knew his own origin.

The so-called Tanqiu is just another "Zongshou" that Zong Weiran gathers his remnant soul, borrows the power of Zhou Jiming Shishu, and reincarnates ten thousand years later.

Thinking about the past in Linhai Academy, Zong Shou's eyes were filled with melancholy for a moment.

Immediately, his mind suddenly woke up again.

Even if Gong Xinran could wake up, she would no longer be the senior who was gentle and considerate to him and took good care of him.

He, Zong Shou, is no longer the youthful boy he was back then. The state of mind is even more impossible, going back to a few years ago.

Sighing, Zong Shouling could focus his eyes and look into the tomb.

But he couldn't see Gong Xinran's figure, he could only see a vague cloud of mist in the tomb.

Righteous Zong Shou's spiritual thoughts wanted to pierce this dark fog. In that stone tomb, there was an extremely cold divine sense, piercing through the depths of his primordial soul like a cone.

Zong Shou raised his eyebrows and looked away. Also completely shut out this wave of divine thoughts.

Then he stood there, silent.

Was that spiritual thought just now Gong Xinran?

Cold and cold, full of hostility, not like strangers

It is indeed the dead.