Zuo Wuzhou was listening to the conversation between Gong Qiu and the masked man.
It immediately touched my mind. After a while, I connected the mysterious organization that wanted to get involved in the Changkong Sect with the organization behind the masked man.
But after hearing the conversation that day, Zuo Wuzhou could sense that the mysterious organization was interested in the Yankong Sacred Artifact, and he immediately thought: "Could it be that the organization that destroyed the Qingshan Sect is the same organization that wants to plot against me?"
"They are all normal. I have some curiosity about the Yankong Sacred Artifact. I don't care whether it is true or not, but I want to know for sure." Zuo Wuzhou had this thought, and then he stepped out to save people and questioned the masked man.
However, the masked man let out a low roar and moved his body. He came straight towards Zuo Wuzhou.
"You really deserve to be killed!" These words were so powerful that he suddenly felt the desire to kill.
Zuo Wuzhou, with a heart as strong as iron and a face as smooth as water, concentrated his mind and moved. He held the Heavenly King's Manual in the middle of his hand, and his soul power was stimulating. But he saw the two ends of the scroll of the Heavenly King's Manual spitting out telescopic golden light, like a war spear: "Let's try the Heavenly King's Manual.
The power!"
The Heavenly King Pu suddenly transformed into an indestructible weapon.
Zuo Wuzhou is not familiar with the fighting method of war spears. But with his cultivation level, he already knows everything about weapons. Even if he is not able to use them smoothly, it will never hinder him from fighting.
The murderous aura displayed by the spear.
There is no fancy sweeping from the waist, but a single sweep. It gives the illusion of wind, rain and thunder. It is ferocious and fierce, but this sweep is exactly the way to express that awesome power.
When the masked man saw the strangeness of the Heavenly King Pu, his heart skipped a beat. But when he heard the ferocity of the sweep, he was frightened. A collision in the air made the masked man feel as if he had been run over by a chariot.
The bones all over his body were about to burst, and his face turned blue as if he was about to fly away.
The surrounding tree was knocked down by the force of the flying force, and the momentum was majestic.
The masked man was almost in disbelief: "He is Wu Yu, and I am Wu Yu. How could this man be so ferocious? Could it be that this man is a monster in human form!"
At this glance, I didn't see anyone commanding me secretly. Furthermore, there are some monsters with great power, but they never have such dexterity and variety.
Zuo Wuzhou's jaw was raised, and his eyes shone coldly: "This person has a good cultivation level."
As soon as both feet stepped on the ground, there was an earth-shattering sound, and the rumbling gyrations were endless, which could be described as shaking the world.
The war spear was waved half a circle, and the wind and thunder roared. In an instant, the trees in a circle around the dense forest were blown into sawdust. The scenery at this moment was truly spectacular.
What particularly frightened the masked man was that Zuo Wuzhou suddenly stopped like an arm moving his fingers. The war spear that had been swung half a circle seemed to have been hit by a body-holding spell. It suddenly turned into a straight line, shining with golden light.
sky.
"This man!" The masked man was also very experienced in combat. He was frightened and screamed: "Flash!"
The masked man used his strength and teleported in an instant. In an extremely incredible situation, he actually moved out of thin air. But at this moment, where the war spear was pointing in a straight line, there was a loud bang.
Tear out the power of a black hole.
The masked man was sweating profusely. If it hadn't been for the flickering energy, half of his life would have been lost in just this moment: "This man seems to be very young. How come his combat experience is so terrible, he has calculated my landing point in advance.
I'm afraid there are only a few people who can do this."
"You really have a spirit, it's a rare shining spirit." Zuo Wuzhou's eyes were like smoke. He couldn't catch it: "I just need to be familiar with the battle of Zhenhuntian, so why not start getting familiar with this person."
The flashing soul is a relatively rare soul. This soul is a natural soul. It is used in battle. It has a high probability of completely avoiding the attacks of others. Often in a battle, it is this momentary error that determines the outcome.
.Therefore, the effectiveness of this soul in battle is quite respected.
However, Flash Soul has a rather big shortcoming. That is that it can only be used passively when being attacked.
The "Boundless Fire Technique" suddenly explodes. The more you understand this "Fire Technique", the more exquisite it becomes. It is exactly like a domain. Once activated, within the scope of "Boundless Fire Technique", Zuo Wuzhou's body technique will
In addition to greatly increasing the speed, it can also interfere with the enemy's movement speed, which is truly a first-class movement technique.
The masked man was among them, secretly complaining: "Who is this bastard? He dares to interfere in our affairs. Which sect and sect does this fire body skill belong to?"
Fire-based body skills are so rare that even though this masked man has seen a lot, he still can't remember which body skill this "fire method is boundless" is like.
When the masked man started fighting with Zuo Wuzhou, he turned from complaining to turning pale and extremely shocked and angry: "Who is this man? How can he fight with such fierce and fierce tactics?"
Zuo Wuzhou's fighting method is not unusual, but it definitely makes the masked man go crazy. This is because Zuo Wuzhou just grabs the war spear and strikes down unreasonably one after another.
Terribly fierce and fierce.
Keep your mind focused, without any distracting thoughts.
The sound of thunder echoed endlessly, almost making the dense forest tremble and shake.
The masked man took a few steps back in embarrassment. His face was pale. How could Zuo Wuzhou deal with all these things? He swung his spear and struck it down with his head like a stick. It was the evolution of the "Seven Killing Fist".
No matter how much the masked man wanted to escape, he was defeated by Zuo Wuzhou in terms of physical skills and cultivation. However, he could not escape. He had to become the countless enemy to be lingered to death by the "Seven Kills".
.
But seeing the light and the sun intertwined, the layers were staggered, but they died for a while.
The masked man was sweating profusely, and the bones in his body were about to burst. He didn't even take a breath. He just bit him.
"Blast!" First dodge, and then explode with speed. It is really an extremely cunning way to escape.
But there was just a cold light in Zuo Wuzhou's eyes. The "Fire Thunder Wings" exploded instantly, and the sky was bright with fire. In an instant, it was like wind and thunder, and the sky collapsed and the earth shattered.
The speed of the "Fire Thunder Wings" was much faster than that of the "Flash Soul". In the blink of an eye, he had already caught up with him, and with murderous intent, he swept across the waist. The masked man once again used the "Flash Soul" but it was tragic.
Shout!
"Flash Soul" is good at best, but it not only has the problem of passive activation, but also has a hidden problem. That is the chance of dodge. The chance of perfect dodge changes depending on the strength of the opponent, but imperfect dodge can still avoid death.
Serious injuries are inevitable.
However, being seriously injured in front of Zuo Wuzhou is no different from death.
The spear technique transformed from "Seven Kills" was unleashed. It swept across the sky again, and the golden light shone in the sky. It was like a magic weapon. It slid past the masked man's waist, just like an illusion.
The light of the Heavenly King Pu suddenly faded away, and a bright red line of blood suddenly appeared on the masked man's waist, which instantly broke into two parts, the upper and lower parts, and the blood mist filled the sky...
Zuo Wuzhou looked at it indifferently and nodded slightly: "Since this organization dares to plot against me, I will kill every one on sight.
"Let's see whether they find success quickly or die quickly."
Returning from a flyby, I saw that the tribute ball was lying there and unable to move. It was an overdraft, and I saw that I could no longer survive.
Seeing the death of the masked man, Gongqiu became filled with hatred. He laughed wildly and burst into tears: "You also have today, haha. When you killed my senior brother and destroyed my Qingshan Sect, you never thought that today would happen."
Zuo Wuzhou frowned, seeing at a glance that this person was in a state of recovery, he said calmly: "Let me ask you, what happened to your Qingshan Sect? Was it a surprise attack by the enemy inside and outside?"
The Gongqiu was grateful for his kindness, but he did not hesitate to tell the unknown truth. That night, the Qingshan Sect was coordinated by a martial arts sect, which attracted a large number of masked strong men to show up. Three of them in particular
A famous Martial Saint and a large number of Martial Sects, in terms of momentum and ultimate plan, are the strength that only a large sect can possess.
As a result, the Qingshan Sect was in a panic, and how could it be its opponent? That night, the Yankong Sacred Artifact was taken away. Then, the sect leader gathered his disciples and said that the stolen Yankong Sacred Artifact was fake, and the enemy would return.
Therefore, the Qingshan Sect Master dismissed his disciples and fled in different directions. From now on, this tribute ball was no longer known.
Zuo Wuzhou's eyes were majestic, and he thought coldly: "The styles of behavior are similar, the methods are similar, and the power is similar. There is a 70% chance. They should be the same group of people."
There was an indifferent and hollow smile in his eyes, which was terrifying: "It seems that if you want to drink the blood of these guys, you only need to have the Yankong Sacred Artifact in hand to lure them in."
Seeing that Zuo Wuzhou turned around and left without any interest after asking, Gongqiu finally made up his mind and said with a weak breath: "Master Wu Yu, can you do me a favor for Qingshan Sect?"
Zuo Wuzhou stamped his feet, and the tribute ball trembled and said: "In my arms, there is a storage bag containing the Yankong Sacred Artifact. I beg you, Master Wuyu, to return this treasure to the two martial sects of our sect, Lei Dong and Wen Ruyu."
After staring at this person for a long time, Gong Qiu calmly and anxiously waited for his answer.
There was a trace of respect in Zuo Wuzhou's eyes. He could not care about life and death for the sect, but he said: "Good".
Gongqiu has no other choice. Over the past many years, Yankong Sacred Artifacts have disappeared one after another. Once one is missing, there will be one less chance to rise again.
But due to Zuo Wuzhou's indifferent attitude, Gongqiu had no choice anyway, because he knew that he would not survive Yi Xuan.
The tribute ball was rosy: "Lei Dong Wuzong and Wen Ruyu Wuzong are in the Ancient Soul Palace! Please, you must deliver them. By then, our sect will definitely be rewarded."
After burying the dead Gong Qiu, he dragged the two corpses of the masked man and returned. Jin Yan had already woken up from his training. His cultivation was too poor and he didn't dare to move around at will. He just waited for him here.
Zuo Wuzhou didn't mean to be polite at all. He took out the cyan storage bag, and with a thought, he immediately grabbed the Yankong Sacred Artifact.
Jin Yan was shocked and shocked: "Yankong Sacred Artifact! Where did you get it?"
The Yankong Sacred Artifact is a rectangular object, as big as two palms. It is gray in color and has dense pores on all six sides.
Jin Yan observed carefully. His expression became even weirder: "It is indeed the Holy Artifact of the Sky. With this object, we can establish a sect."
"What are these pores on this thing!" Jin Yan's face changed wildly, and he hissed: "No!"
Zuo Wuzhou held it in his hand, and with a surge of soul power, he suddenly felt the air twisting and fluctuating. For a moment, he saw countless fine wires shooting out countless silk threads as thin as cow hair, dancing in the air, and slowly tearing out a crack in the space.
What a terrifying power it was to create a crack in the space. In an instant, Zuo Wuzhou's face turned pale and he spurted out blood. He was actually forced to fly away like a cannonball by the force of the backlash.
Fortunately, the backlash was so fierce and sudden that Zuo Wuzhou got rid of the Yankong Sacred Artifact.
When Zuo Wuzhou staggered back and flew back, he calmed down and picked up the object again without realizing the injury. He looked at it for a while and said, "What's going on?"
The Yankong Sacred Artifact is a top-level holy tool for building interface channels. Its channels are often extremely stable, but the teaching energy is sufficient and will not change for hundreds of millions of years. But in fact, the Yankong Sacred Artifact has two major uses. One is
Forcibly opening a channel, one is to absorb and drag the original channel, which is the "way to the sky."
Forcibly opening a passage requires a martial saint to be able to withstand such terrifying space energy. Often, a martial saint cannot complete it alone and will be more or less injured.
"The Way to the Sky" refers to the original space passage between heaven and earth, which exists forever, but is erratic. The ninety-nine Dharma Soul Heavens means that there are ninety-nine. "The Way to the Sky". Yankong Yi
It is possible to capture and pull "Li Tianlan Dao" and carry it from a distant place to the continent. Six
Jin Yan looked solemn: "The way to the sky. Compared with the strong passages, every exit of the "way to the sky" has a land of pure Yang. Cultivating Yang soul in the land of pure Yang can be used as five souls a year.
Years of hard training.
Zuo Wuzhou's eyebrows moved. Pure Yin and Pure Yang were of higher quality than Jue Yin and Jue Yang. The benefits for cultivating Yin and Yang souls were also much higher. Just like the heart of the five elements, it is superior to the heart of the five elements.
In a nutshell, a place with absolutely no yin and no yang is more suitable for those who are strong in the Dharma Soul Heaven. Only those with pure yin and pure yang are suitable for those who are strong in the True Soul Heaven.
In the first year when he first came to Changkong, Zuo Wuzhou read a lot of books to get familiar with and understand the True Soul Heaven.
It should be recalled that many years ago in history, there were quite a few of the ninety-nine sacred artifacts of the Sky. However, after so many years, many of the ninety-nine artifacts have been lost one after another, and some have been robbed.
Some were stolen, and some were simply lost in history.
Today, of the ninety-nine pieces, only about forty pieces are still missing. Almost all of these forty pieces are concentrated in the hands of the Jiutian Sect and the Thirty-three Earth Sect.
After thinking about it over and over, it is still difficult to solve the puzzle in my heart: "Why does this mysterious organization want to seize many sacred artifacts of Yankong?"
"The Yankong Sacred Artifact is a treasure for building passages. Could it be that by putting the ninety-nine pieces together, can we build a passage to the "Yuanhun Heaven."
Zuo Wuzhou was speechless. This thought was enough for the heavenly horse to fly freely. It was ridiculous to regret it.
It is extremely difficult to gather the ninety-nine Yankong Sacred Artifacts. It is said that they have been lost in history and their whereabouts are unknown. It is extremely difficult to get hold of these more than forty pieces owned by the Thirty-three Earth Sects of the Nine Heavens Sect.
"If that mysterious organization has the ability to rob the Nine Heavens Sect and the Thirty-three Earth Sects, it will be easy to rule the True Soul Heaven.
Yaksha was eventually caught up.
The team led by Yue Lei Yue Wuzong rushed forward in pursuit. At a glance, not only was there no trace of Zuo Wuzhou, but even Jin Yan was gone. He was very surprised: "Where is the Zuo Wuzhou man?".
Yaksha smiled and said: "Yue Wuzong, don't ask me. I don't know. He just told me to go to a place to wait for him."
When Yue Lei asked about the meeting place, he suddenly felt like the sky was spinning, he touched his forehead and moaned: "The Ancient Soul Palace!"
"The newly unearthed Ancient Soul Palace couldn't be more chaotic. All the major sects and loose cultivators have rushed there. There are so many powerful Xuan people there at this time. Wherever he goes, wouldn't he be seeking death."
Yaksha muttered in his heart and pretended to smile: "How could I know what he was thinking? After all, he asked me to wait for him there, and I left immediately.
Nie Wen hesitated for a moment, but this kind man was also very loyal: "I'll go!"
Hua Jiaqi didn't even think about it: "I'll go too."
Yue Lei was in so much pain that a mere martial artist ran to stir up trouble. Wouldn't it be self-destruction? In a rage, he said: "Go, everyone!"
After following him for many days, Mu Longqing gradually became aware of it and was secretly surprised: "The direction is wrong?"
Uncle Feng said coldly: "This is the direction to the newly unearthed Ancient Soul Palace. It seems that Zuo Wuzhou is so brave that he dares to go to the Ancient Soul Palace to die.
Mu Longqing's face changed, and he secretly felt chilled. He thought with a trembling voice: "It's not possible to seek death. That boy is born with courage, and he has a true holy talisman. I'm afraid."
After thinking about it, Mu Longqing became convinced: "Even if he had a hundred courages, he would never dare to use the True Saint Talisman there. Now, it is different from Ruijin Dharma Soul Heaven. There
If he dares to use the troops gathered from the Jiutian Sect and the Thirty-three Earth Sect, he will become the public enemy of the world."
Not only Mu Longqing sensed it, but also the followers sent by the major sects secretly sensed something was wrong in this direction.
Even though each has its own martial sect, the thought of getting involved in the dispute over the Ancient Soul Palace makes them panic. There are so many powerful people there, and the martial sect is sure to win even if they don't even have time to do so.
The autumn wind is bleak, the weather is cool, and the grass and trees are shaking and turning to frost.
Changkong Sect.
Nie Chaoye frowned for a long time and sighed: "Zuo Wuzhou, you are our hope for the rise of the Changkong Sect. Don't let anything happen to you."
After a pause, Nie Chaoye frowned again as he stared at the crimson glow in the sky: "Who is the lurker? Why is there no movement from him?"
A Wu Zong was at the table, writing down a text one by one, and praised in his heart: "This Zuo Wuzhou is really a talented person, he actually created such a fierce fighting skill, it is really rare."
After recording, the Wuzong looked around and burned the words into ashes again. He felt anxious and depressed: "The Changkong Sect is loose on the outside and tight on the inside. It is obvious that they are checking me. How can I send this "Heaven-shaking Seal?"
I recorded it over and over again, burned one after another, and finally my eyes lit up: "I have it!"
As he continued to travel, Jin Yan learned about the past few years from Yaksha's mouth. Tuwa said: "You have made countless enemies. Why did you hand over the "Heaven-shaking Seal" to the Changkong Sect, if you were not afraid of being used?"
"Gold, earth and fire, soul monks with these three souls are rare in the Dharma Soul Heaven. But in the True Soul Heaven, they may not be rare. Maybe the Changkong Sect has them. Especially you know that the mysterious organization has great interest in you, and there are
Wuzong is lurking in Changkong Sect."
Zuo Wuzhou was on his way, calmly and straightly facing the road ahead, turning a blind eye to the scenery on both sides. His eyes were majestic and he said indifferently: "Since they are plotting against me, how can I let them go."
"I once said, kill every one you see." Zuo Wuzhou was as cold as fine steel, and his words were as sonorous as a knife.
"If they want to recruit, I will come to their door automatically. If they want to plot against me, I will hand them the knife."
"As long as they show up!" Zuo Wuzhou's eyes were deep.