519 Sword Maniac Wushang (1/2)

”... My Yuanshi Demon Sect has already planned for a thousand years and we're going to succeed. This is the crucial moment, this is why we don't have enough people to interfere in Donglin Cloud Continent matters, don't you think it's a little inappropriate?”

”Then senior brother Mi, should our sect take the insults from Zong Shou without doing anything?”

Luoming laughed coldly. At this moment, the one who spoke before was his senior brother, Mi Tuoluo.

When the latter heard this, he held his breath and shook his head.

”I feel that the fellow isn't so easy to attack. Junior brother has your own vendetta, be careful that he crushes you instead of the other way around…”

”We have three Shrines working together along with another five Spiritual Houses, I don't believe he can flip the heavens!”

He scoffed coldly as his face was filled with disdain.

”If it wasn't that I was unable to use more than 20% of my strength in the Dragon Hall I would have killed him! Who cares about Dragon Shadow!”

They had arrived on the small island, flying in the sky above the city. At this moment, Mi Tuoluo stopped speaking.

Luoming laughed coldly, however, he didn't do anything, he just lowered down several threads of demonic aura.

In this instance, he was wary of what might happen. The other men all looked around.

They saw that hundreds of golden needles were showing themselves. Many red flames formed out from the air in all directions.

”A trap?”

Luoming frowned, instinctively releasing his spell altar. His minds was filled with questions. Who would dare trap his Yuanshi Demon Sect?

A Proper Path Sect?

The spiritual wave was about to arrive and one wouldn't have enough time to strengthen and recruit more people. To start a huge war now, they would suffer too much losses.

The moment such thoughts rose up, numerous lightning marks suddenly formed. They mixed with the flames and instantly turned pure black, exploding out.

The numerous Yuanshi Demon Sect cultivators in the air all had solemn expressions on their faces and started to defend.

However, the black flames surged over like a wave, instantly covering the sky. No matter how they used spell barriers or spiritual artifacts, they weren't able to block it and could only be directly burnt.

Numerous cries rang out.

Apart from this, there were also numerous lightning strikes jumping about between the needles.

In just a few breaths, four grade-7 cultivators were turned into dust.

Luoming felt his heart bleeding, these were true elites the sect chose to head to the Dragon Hall!

It was at this moment that he found it extremely hard to care for himself. He used the power of the spell altar to maintain it such that his body wasn't swallowed by the black flames.

The two bodyguards who were grade-8 Grandmasters gathered close to the spell altar and managed to survive. With a spell, they summoned two weird-looking grade-9 soul beasts. Luoming's spiritual sense reached out to see where the black flames came from.

Moments later, his gaze turned sharp.

”You bastards! Elephant Dragon come out!”

Just as he said this, a giant beast jumped out from the spirit beast bag.

It looked like a dragon and was also coated with a strong dragon aura, however, its body was three times that of a normal grade-9 true dragon!

Mi Luotuo then charged out of the black flames and followed closely behind.

A red light flashed around him as they charged towards the foot of the mountain below.

At this moment, Zong Shou had stopped using the natural power of the Sky Burning Bloodline. With an incantation, he made the two Puppet Spirit Descending Talismans turn into silver-armored men.

His soul also came out of his body and entered one of the bodies. He held the broken Tan sword in his hand, both of the bodies along with seven white lights charged out from beneath the ground.

The moment they got out of the ground, Zong Shou's sword light focused, driving the paper man and charging at the dragon.

The dragon shot out a huge cold aura. Everything within 10 thousand feet, pretty much froze as it spread into the distance.

Its giant dragon claws slapped over.

Zong Shou laughed coldly, his body was flashing as he dodged from the claw without expending much energy.

However, he didn't dodge the cold breath. A blazing flame razed around his body.

… Fire Dragon Vast Sword, Flame!

Wind Cloud Dragon Sword, Wind!

Lightning Dragon Sword, Lightning!

The 3 types of True Dragon sword intents were instantly stacked. The flame at Zong Shou's sword tip also turned black in color.

Because he was using this grade-9 puppet man to do this move, with its tens of millions of kilograms of strength, it caused the sword glow to be even more eye-catching.

9,990 feet of red-colored sword light spun and stabbed, it smashed the chilling aura into pieces!

The eyes of the elephant dragon showed fear in its eyes. This was in contrast to Zong Shou's cold and calm gaze, the sword light flashed and then slashed into its head.

Without any difficulty at all, he decimated the peak grade-9 beast into pieces.

”Zong Shou! So it's you?!”

Luoming's eyes were popping out of its sockets in rage. He didn't think at all as he tossed a black-colored iron token off the spell altar.

In mid-air, it transformed into lightning as it charged right at the silver-armored man.