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Chapter 725

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Just now, there was a moment of obscurity when the spiritual energy flowed through the formation. Although it passed in the blink of an eye and returned to normal, it couldn't escape his Spiritual Sense.

Logically speaking, it wasn't rare for people to make mistakes. That person was a direct disciple of Yelan Temple. Due to his dual cultivation, his attainments in spiritual cultivation were weaker than others. In the past, he had never come into contact with the eight trigrams formation. It was still acceptable for him to make mistakes occasionally.

However, why did he feel that there was another aura hidden within the formation?

He couldn't help but look curiously at the Taoist beside him who was in charge of the formation.

This person was also Initial Spirit Realm and was called Wumiaozi. In Daoling Vast Habitat, he was of the same generation as Wu Xu.

At this moment, he didn't notice the weird situation within the formation. Instead, he smiled coldly as he looked at Zong Shou. His gaze was ice cold like he was looking at a dead person.

"Those who are good at war die in battle, those who are good at swimming drown. The words of the ancients weren't lying to me! This Zong Shou is ambitious, unifying Donglin in a few years. However, he is arrogant about his martial strength and thinks that his sword path is strong, that he is invincible. He is actually heading to his own death. Hei! Does he really think that our Taoist Faction can't do anything to him? "

Linghai looked over along with his gaze, only to see that the sky was still filled with wind and sword energy.

Zong Shou's body was still standing proudly in the air. His body flashed as he calmly and casually dodged. Each sword that he struck out was exquisite to the peak, making one exclaim in admiration.

However, Linghai could see that this person was slowly being forced into a corner.

Being surrounded by dozens of Spirit Realm experts, even without the eight trigrams formation, it would be tough for him to break free.

He was indeed about to fall, it was just a matter of whether it was sooner or later.

"However, this kid is really amazing. Just based on what he has done these few years, his name can be written in history. To be able to force our Taoist Faction to such a state, this Zong Shou is the first person after those few overlords. Oh right! Before coming here, Wu Xu had said that Zong Shou would definitely not be willing to die. Since he had chosen to attack Yugang Mountain, he most likely had something to rely on. If we can't kill this kid with lightning speed, then we have to be careful. Linghai Zhenren, please pay close attention … "

Wumiaozi was still talking. As Ling Hai listened, he gradually became distracted.

He was not in the mood to pay attention to the changes in the formation.

They were waiting for Zong Shou to fall from the sky.

But when the last few words entered his ears, he was suddenly startled awake.

Wouldn't he be willing to die?

That's right, he also felt that Zong Shou wasn't such an arrogant person.

To be able to wipe out all the heroes and unify Donglin in just a few years. How could he be a fool? How could he so easily go to such a dangerous place?

Back then, the Mysterious Cloud Spirit Sect was destroyed because they underestimated Donglin.

Then what was this person's trump card?

As he pondered, Linghai's heart stirred again and he looked at the Eight Trigrams Golden Lock Formation above him.

Yelan Temple?

He remembered that the Huangming Sect outside of Yelan Temple was wiped out last night.

At that time, it was also when the entire Yelan Temple moved over to Yugang Mountain.

If Zong Shou found out where he was in the future and did something …

Linghai felt a chill down his spine, his hairs standing on their ends.

That's right, the Illusionary Heart Mirror! The Heavenly Fox Clan was best at bewitching the mind!

And this Zong Shou was Nine-Tailed, the Royal Bloodline of the Sky Fox Race! Not using it usually didn't mean that he couldn't.

However, was it just an illusion? No, there should be other arrangements!

So what if he could break the Golden Lock Formation? In the end, Zong Shou still couldn't avoid the fate of dying …

"… Senior Brother Wu Xu is really worried about this kid. This battle has already used up the strength of our Daoling Vast Habitat. We can't afford to lose! "

Just as Wumiaozi was speaking, he saw Linghai's expression change. He charged into the sky towards the Eight Trigrams Golden Lock Formation above.

He was slightly startled and didn't understand. However, in the next moment, Wumiaozi's expression was also incomparably ugly.

In the distant horizon, a white light suddenly descended from the sky.

It came so suddenly and with an unstoppable strength, it instantly pierced through the space locking barrier!

Was this tribulation lightning?

However, why would tribulation lightning appear here? He didn't see anyone going through tribulation on Yugang Mountain peak.

If it wasn't for Zong Shou, their Daoling Vast Habitat and the cultivators of the six sects wouldn't be so ignorant!

However, where did this tribulation lightning come from?

The speed at which the white light descended far exceeded Linghai's speed. In an instant, it charged above the Eight Trigrams Golden Lock Formation.

It seemed like it was blocked by the space locking power of the formation before.

Along the way, the size of the white light was swiftly expanding.

In just a flash, it easily broke into the formation. The white light spread all about, everywhere it passed. All the spirit masters in the formation had their flesh and blood scattered, their souls destroyed.

Even Lingmiaozi who was in charge of the formation couldn't avoid it. A white light split apart and flashed towards him.

Luckily, he was prepared and had a purple spiritual sword in front of him.

The moment it clashed, the sword light dissipated and he was sent flying. His entire right arm was destroyed by the white light.

The Eight Trigrams Golden Lock Formation in his hand was instantly destroyed!

Spitting out a mouthful of blood, Wumiaozi looked into the sky in shock.

Linghai's furious roar spread into his ears, only to see that the white tribulation lightning was still unstoppable. Like cutting wheat, it smashed the bodies of the close to a thousand spirit masters into pieces, their flesh and blood scattered.

At this moment, a silver light charged up from within the formation, giving out a bell-like laugh.

It sucked all the nearby blood, flesh, and soul power into the sucking. With a light flap of its wings, it evaded both the white light and the Spirit Sea that were pursuing it. He flew towards the three True Martial Seven Sections Sword Formations in the sky.

It was extremely quick, such that he was still unable to see its body clearly.

Not good!

Slightly shocked, Wumiao's eyes were filled with anxiousness.

The True Martial Seven Part Sword Formation, when the seven of them worked together, they could pretty much go up against Celestial Realm Cultivators. However, at this moment, he was summoning the God Incarnation and didn't have much strength to protect himself. It was like he didn't have any defenses.

He could only rely on the Ten Thousand Wood Green Emperor Incarnation.

He wanted to move but his injuries were heavy. The threads of tribulation lightning were still rampaging in his body such that he couldn't move at all.

Looking into the distance, he saw that the two God Incarnations, along with Qiuhua and dozens of Spirit Realm Cultivators were 300,000 feet away from Yugang Mountain. Even if he wanted to save them, it was too late.

His pupils constricted. Was this Zong Shou purposely doing this to draw them away?

He didn't have time to think about it. At this moment, there was an uproar at the foot of the mountain.

Looking down, he saw over a hundred people wearing the Yelan Monastery's disciple robes suddenly attacking the people beside them with a blank look in their eyes.

Where the weapons passed, hundreds of people were caught off guard. They were either heavily injured or directly killed.

Another six specks of silver light charged into the midst of the disciples. Wherever they passed, there would be flashes of blood. They were all beheaded with one knife, no one could block them.

Their speed was much slower than the silver light above, but it was still extremely quick. His strength was comparable to that of a mid Spirit Realm cultivator.

At this moment, Wumiao finally saw clearly what the silver light was.

It was 6 silver ants, 4 knife arms in front of their bodies. Their bodies were covered in silver armor, 6 wings on their backs and their bodies were burning with saint white flames.

His eyes were filled with shock for a moment before he finally recalled what it was.

It was said that Zong Shou brought a few silver flying ants around him. Their flying speed was top in the world and they were natural variants.

Now that he thought about it, the silver dot on it was the queen ant?

Pretty much instinctively, Wumiao summoned out the few protector beasts beside him to protect his body.

At this moment, he didn't bother about the massacre at the foot of the mountain. Wumiao raised his head and looked into the sky once more.

Only to see that Linghai was thrown far away by the silver light. The white tribulation lightning could only follow behind and was unable to chase.

That Ten Thousand Wood Green Emperor also sensed danger. He didn't have time to bother about Zong Shou. Tens of thousands of vines rose up from the peak of Yugang Mountain, trying to wrap up the silver light.

Balls of green light god power shot out to block the silver light from getting close. Tens of thousands of green leaves covered the sky.

That silver light didn't care at all, spinning around the Ten Thousand Wood Green Emperor at high speeds.

Its aura was extremely sharp, even the god power glow was unable to stop it. All the green leaves, as long as they got close, were sliced into pieces.

However, they were stopped a thousand feet away, unable to get close at all.

Wumiao didn't have time to rejoice when he saw the tribulation lightning change once more. It was blocked by the green wood god power time and time again. At this moment, it decided to split into two. A portion continued to chase the silver light while the other struck the incarnation of the Ten Thousand Wood Green Emperor, instantly expanding by several times.

The Ten Thousand Wood Green Emperor protecting his body instinctively reacted. A huge green sword appeared in his hand out of thin air and slashed out horizontally.

In the next instant, a blazing white light shone in the sky once more. Wumiao instinctively dodged, his spiritual sense could still sense it. The white light that split off instantly shattered the green sword and destroyed half an arm of the incarnation of the Ten Thousand Wood Green Emperor. Only then did it dissipate.

The six thousand five hundred foot god incarnation recovered in the blink of an eye. The seven true martial swordsmen who were supporting the statue all had blood seeping out of their mouths, their faces ashen white.

Wumiao's heart sank, only feeling a chill in his chest. He could vaguely sense that the Myriad Wood Azure Emperor's aura was much weaker than it was before.

This time it was perfectly fine, but if the tribulation lightning struck once more, how many hits could this god incarnation take?

The speed of this silver ant queen was simply too quick!

The only thing he could do now was to hope that the dozens of fellow sect members could kill Zong Shou as soon as possible. Or maybe he could return a few spirit realm experts to deal with this ant queen.

However, when Wumiao looked out three hundred thousand feet in the direction of Zong Shou, his expression couldn't help but turn cold. The entire Yugang Mountain was filled with Yin Souls and they were all gathering over there.

The blood light was eye-catching. Looking closely, it was the blood sword in Zong Shou's hand that was crazily swallowing those broken souls. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to qidian.com to vote for me. Your support is my biggest motivation.)

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