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Chapter 993 The Birth of the Sword of Destruction

Jiang Ding put down the documents in Tushan Courtyard and came to a hazy void.

This is the holy land of countless family cultivators in Beiyuan. It is the key to the stable birth of Yuanying cultivators in Beiyuan family cultivators throughout the ages. The Wangting Blessed Land is located here.

Wangting Blessed Land is immovable and has always been fixed here.

However, it has never been heard that there are independent cultivators or foreign enemies who have broken through here and taken a lot of opportunities.

Because here, there is a fifth-level top-grade formation!

Arranged by Shuoyang Tianjun himself, the formation is stronger than the Six Dao Sect's formation.

"But,"

"But that's it..."

Jiang Ding didn't care.

Shuoyang Tianjun's talent is indeed shocking.

If he were placed in the realm of the Immortal Gate, even if he didn't have any natural Dao body, his comprehension qualifications would be enough to compete for the sword son of the Great Sun Sword Pavilion.

Of course, it's just an analogy. There is no necessary connection between strong comprehension and the Great Sun Sword Son. It also requires strong sword potential.

For such an excellent person, his formation... can only be said to be barely acceptable.

This is the difference in immortal education, caused by acquired factors.

Clang!

Jiang Ding flicked his fingers lightly, and the sound was ethereal and pleasant.

With his fingers as the center, thirty-six dragon-like blue-gold sword qi instantly bloomed, tearing the sky into pieces and revealing the scene inside.

This is a secret realm with a size of more than a thousand kilometers.

The prototype is a broken wall fragment, which can spontaneously absorb and exhale the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. In the secret realm, the concentration of spiritual energy of the lower fifth grade is barely maintained, which is very remarkable.

Around the secret realm, golden threads are looming, and many formation runes are flashing in it, exuding heavy pressure.

"A fifth-grade top-grade formation of Tianjin's Ten Thousand Killings... quite a big tone."

Jiang Ding recalled the six-fingered old demon's soul, and there were many secrets offered by the Beiyuan family, and searched for relevant records: "This formation is connected to the secret realm's spiritual veins, and with the stored spiritual stones, it can burst out with the combat power of the late stage of the transformation of the spirit in a short period of time."

"It is said that it manipulates the gold of the five elements and transforms into ten thousand golden swords. The cause and effect of gold is indestructible, and the formation is also indestructible."

"If someone who doesn't know the formation comes, even if he is a cultivator in the late stage of the transformation of the spirit, once he is completely trapped in it, he will immediately face a life-and-death crisis. If he is not careful, he will not be able to interrupt the continuous recovery of the Ten Thousand Golden Swords, and it is common to be grinded to death in it."

"There is no doubt that the demon clan Tianjun like Bingyuan Tianjun is a demon who doesn't know the formation."

"However, for me, this kind of death formation without anyone presiding over it is not a big threat. Everything is so simple and easily exposed in front of me."

Jiang Ding stood silently beside the Wangting Fudi.

His spiritual consciousness and sword will were divided into countless tiny strands by the unique secret technique of breaking the formation of the immortal sect, scanning and recording little by little inside and outside the secret realm and the formation.

In his sea of ​​consciousness, a formation model composed of countless blue lines appeared.

At first, this formation model was just a simple five elements and eight trigrams. As the sword will and spiritual consciousness detected more and more information, lines were added to the formation model quickly, and in a blink of an eye it became a formation model the size of a skyscraper. It was still rapidly adding lines and becoming more and more complex.

At this time, if a foundation-building cultivator was lucky enough to see this model, his soul would collapse instantly, his brain would go blank, blood would flow from his mouth and nose, and the whole person would faint.

This is because the brain received too much information in an instant and fell into a state of freezing and restarting.

But this is far from the end.

As time went on, the complexity of the formation model in Jiang Ding's sea of ​​consciousness was still increasing rapidly.

One day, two days, three days...

One month, two months, three months...

Jiang Ding stood quietly in the sky. In addition to using part of his soul computing power for cultivation and reserving part of his soul computing power for self-protection, the remaining soul computing power was all used to calculate the fifth-level upper-grade Tianjin Killing Ten Thousand Dao Array left by the Shuoyang Tianjun.

Even his body was revealed, no longer hidden.

Of course, he himself didn't know whether this was the real body figure. He hadn't thought about this matter in his soul. Everything was chaotic and unknown.

The changes here in Wangting Fudi attracted many immortal cultivators, who believed that it was a natural phenomenon and a treasure was born.

The high-level immortal cultivators, Jindan and Yuanying cultivators who came here were shocked for a moment, bowed deeply here, and then retreated.

The low-level cultivators, foundation-building and Qi-training cultivators, seemed to know nothing and had never seen the young man in green not far away.

In the Tushan courtyard, there were no portraits of the various sects.

Because the major true monarchs knew what kind of person their monarch was, they would spread his appearance everywhere when they were tired of living.

These low-level monks caused some noise, chaos, and even fighting with each other, for opportunities, or simply to kill people and seize treasures.

The life span of Qi-cultivating and foundation-building monks is short, and they are somewhat dreamy and do not fear death. Severe punishments cannot always restrain them.

The foundation-building Qi-cultivating monks fought with ping-pong, shouting and roaring.

Occasionally, when a Jindan or Yuanying monk passed by here, they looked at them with incredible eyes.

After a long time, the high-level monks who passed by hesitated for a moment, and still waved their sleeves, took them all away, and left them far away, so as not to disturb these little guys here.

By the way, throw the low-level monks who committed crimes into the prison of the nearby sect.

This can earn some merits, although it is rare, but it is also a handy thing. Just open the law enforcement record magic weapon you carry with you and you can get it after doing the job.

Unknowingly, a year has passed.

"It's done."

"Easy, easy..."

Jiang Ding's eyes regained a bit of agility, and he spoke without shame.

In his sea of ​​consciousness, an extremely large and complex formation emerged. It was not a rigid model, but was constantly flowing and changing, exactly the same as the formation of the Wangting Blessed Land in front of him.

Clang~

Jiang Ding pulled out the Taiqing Flying Sword bit by bit.

"The sixteenth power of the Sword of Extermination of Gold... a hair..."

Jiang Ding muttered to himself.

In an instant, strands of net-like filaments appeared in his eyes. These filaments had both the luster of metal and the dark red of blood. The two colors intertwined together, sharp and terrifying.

In this state, everything in front of Jiang Ding changed.

The sky, mountains, and earth disappeared.

There were only blood-golden net-like veins left between heaven and earth. Some places were concentrated, which was the place where the mountain and river spirit veins gathered.

Some had only a few strands, scattered, and they were the cultivators who practiced Qi and built the foundation. Some gathered into a small group, and they were a passing Yuanying cultivator.

The most conspicuous and densely populated place is undoubtedly the fifth-grade upper-grade Heavenly Gold Killing Ten Thousand Daos Array in front of him.

Many blood-gold lines form a network here, spreading all over the four directions. The most conspicuous one is the winding blood-gold vein in the center, which is extremely twisted and changes drastically at any time, and there is no time to stabilize.

That winding blood-gold vein is like... a sword mark.

"It's here..."

Jiang Ding had a sense of enlightenment in his heart.

Whoosh!

Taiqing Flying Sword slashed down.

No swordsmanship is needed, just under the blessing of the realm of sword energy thunder sound, sword refining into silk, and sword energy immortal swordsmanship, a sword light was slashed, and it coincidentally fit the winding blood-gold vein.

Without using any extra power, the sword light flashed.

Clang!

Taiqing Flying Sword was put back into the scabbard.

The fifth-grade upper-grade Heavenly Gold Killing Ten Thousand Daos Array covering the Wangting Blessed Land in front of him paused.

Suddenly, there was a bang.

Countless golden lights burst out, and the formation collapsed silently, no longer having any killing power.

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