A swarm of heavy artillery bombarded the cultivators

Jiang Ding played with this ray of yin-yang magnetic polar light between his fingers, examined it carefully for a long time, and placed it on the Taiqing Flying Sword.

Cute little cartoon hands extended from the smooth blue-gold body of the Taiqing Flying Sword, grabbing this ray of divine light and dragging it into the flying sword little by little, and then there was a crunching sound.

A picture emerged in the minds of many true kings. A cute and cute little girl was holding a divine light and eating something.

Jiang Ding stared at Taiqing Feijian.

Her essence began to transform into the form of magnetic light, but it did not seem to be light, but an energy form. It did not have the wave-particle duality of light and other characteristics, and was very different from the physical rules of the starry sky.

In general, the flying sword's 'wind resistance' and 'space resistance' have been greatly reduced, and the flying sword's speed is faster.

If you are a Yuanying monk, it is almost impossible to see the Taiqing Flying Sword in flight. The same is true for many monks in the early stages of becoming a god. There is not much difference.

Jiang Ding stepped out of his thoughts and calculations and looked down the ninety-nine steps.

The Nascent Soul cultivators such as True Lord Tianyang, True Lord Xufang, True Lord Qingyun, True Lord Yindao, True Lord Ice Blood, True Lord Yunyu, etc. stood with their hands clasped in awe, like statues. There was no sound of breathing, and the drop of a needle could be heard.

Number, one hundred and eighty-seven.

This number is greater than the number of demon kings in the West Desert. For the first time, human monks have an advantage in the number of Nascent Soul monks. Many Nascent Soul Lords are full of confidence.

Over the past two hundred years, all walks of life in Beiyuan have developed rapidly and become extremely prosperous. Nascent Soul Lord Yuanying has sprung up like bamboo shoots after a rain, and involution has increased dramatically.

More than 200 years ago, a monk in the early stage of Yuanying could occupy a fourth-level spiritual vessel and call it the ancestor.

Today, the monks in the early stage of Nascent Soul can no longer compare with the original ones. They can only serve in various places in the atrium and share the fourth-level spiritual veins in the atrium.

However, this is not poverty.

No one wants to go back to the previous era.

Although the status of monks in the early stage of Nascent Soul is lower now, they can obtain much more spiritual stones, heavenly materials, earthly treasures, elixirs, magic weapons and other things than when they were casual cultivators before.

The former leader of a sect, to put it nicely, was actually the leader of a barren vein, with nothing but fourth-level spiritual veins.

The fourth-level elixirs, magic weapons, and talismans were all collected and refined by oneself bit by bit. Compared with the super power of Tushan Zhongting, it was nothing like clouds and mud, even if he was only one of hundreds of true kings.

"Jianzi, can we send troops to the Western Desert?"

Tianyang Zhenjun longed to say.

Even though he was a Dharma cultivator, his desire to fight seemed even stronger than that of the Sword Cultivator, and he could hardly bear it any longer. The same was true for the surrounding Dharma Cultivators, who were eager to get their own chance in the Western Desert.

As for Zhenjun Xufang and other sword cultivators, their murderous intentions boiled over and were restrained within their bodies, but they looked calm.

"Um."

"That's it."

Jiang Ding nodded lightly: "However, we are not sending troops to the Western Desert."

"What?"

True Lord Tianyang was stunned.

True Lord Xu Fang, True Lord Lieyang and other sword cultivators showed excitement.

"Yes, send troops to all places except Beiyuan."

Jiang Ding said slowly.

"Anywhere in this world, whenever there are human beings who suffer injustice, wherever there are evil cultivators who harm the world, wherever there are incense and obscene sacrifices to bewitch the common people..."

"These should all be eradicated one by one."

"Give back to all the people in the world a peaceful world!"

Anywhere?

Anywhere in this world? ! !

The Nascent Soul Lords were suffocated for breath.

"Yes, Tianjun!"

Then, the eyes of all the True Lords showed a fanatical light, and the shouts and roars of the mountains and tsunamis even formed into strong winds and huge waves, blowing in all directions.

Under the will of Tushan Zhongting,

Golden elixir monks from all over the Northern Plains, as well as monks at the peak of Foundation Establishment, began to gather at the Tushan Atrium - yes, as of today, there is no need for those below the peak of Foundation Establishment to join the army.

Among the three armies of Tushan, the weakest soldiers are the monks at the peak of foundation building. No matter how weak the monks are, they have no place.

Not being able to join the military is not a lucky thing.

Many subsidies and many meritorious deeds are no longer available, and the hope of promotion to a higher realm is closed. This is more terrifying than death for cultivators.

One by one, the foundation-building elixir monks from Beiyuan, like ants, quickly gathered towards the Tushan Atrium by flying, teleportation array and other methods.

It doesn’t feel like this elsewhere,

If you are near the Liudao Sect stationed in the Tushan Atrium, you can see groups of military decorations gathering here, overwhelming, and they are instinctively attracted to each other by the aura of the military formation. They have experienced at least a hundred years of rigorous training. Rigorous military formation training is almost instinctive.

These millions of monks gathered together, exuding a terrifying and heavy aura without the need for a military formation, suffocating True Lord Nascent Soul and making the monks of the Transformation God solemn.

While recruiting monks from all over the country, the warehouses that had been stored for hundreds of years in various places in Tushan Atrium were also opened. Stacks of talismans, bottles of elixirs, and pieces of magical artifacts were distributed to the hands of all the military formation monks.

All are standard elixirs and standard magic weapons.

But it doesn't mean the quality is poor.

On the contrary, almost all of them are top-notch works of their kind, and almost all of them are high-quality magic weapons that are not circulating in the market.

These things were distributed to all military formation monks like water, arming them to the teeth.

…

The general mobilization that took place in Beiyuan could not be concealed. It alarmed the other three regions almost instantly, and they could not sit back and watch.

Icefield Heavenly Monarch waited for a long time in the Western Desert, but Xi Pingan, who had always been very enthusiastic and tried his best to persuade him to destroy the Six Paths Sect, did not come, and he felt uneasy.

After thinking for a long time, her clone went to the East China Sea and came to the incense and fire temple hanging high in the sky.

This incense and fire temple is shaped like an elliptical sun, emitting infinite scorching light. It is feared by many incarnation cultivators and dare not step into it in person. Icefield Heavenly Monarch is no exception. Even in an emergency, she only dares to send her clone to come.

Without any delay, Icefield Heavenly Monarch was immediately received by Xi Pingan and passed through the layers of mighty sword-armored generals who were guarding him.

She met the Sword Monarch of the East China Sea on a brilliant and dazzling big sword throne.

"Congratulations, fellow Daoist!"

As soon as Icefield Heavenly Monarch met, a happy smile appeared on his face: "The thief is finally willing to leave the Six Paths Sect and expose his ambition. It is a good opportunity for the three of us to join forces to kill him..."

She said so for a reason.

Previously, Xi Ping'an had been trying hard to persuade her and Baizu Tianjun of Nanjiang to jointly surround and kill Tushan Tianjun of Liudao Sect, even if it meant attacking the heavily guarded Liudao Sect formation.

He even took out a strict Dao contract, willing to pay a huge price, promised not to take any spoils, and was willing to give a large number of fifth-level natural treasures in advance, allowing the two of them to choose freely from the treasure house of the East Sea Divine Court.

With so many prices, he also told how dangerous Tushan Tianjun was and how he would become a big trouble in the future... and so on, moving them with emotion and reason, just to join forces to kill Tushan Tianjun.

However, Bingyuan Tianjun and Baizu Tianjun did not agree for various reasons.

There were many reasons, such as mutual distrust, thinking it was a trap, having doubts, or having a good life, not willing to take risks and change, needing to wait, etc.

The Heavenly Monarch had extremely rich experience, had lived for thousands of years, and had his own firm and stubborn heart. It was too difficult for others to convince him with words instead of overwhelming strength, almost impossible.

Now, the Icefield Heavenly Monarch took the initiative to come to the door.

She thought that the other party would agree immediately, after all, it was so warm before.

However, the golden armored god on the throne just stared coldly at the Ice Phoenix Clan Heavenly Monarch in front of him, without saying anything.

There seemed to be violent killing intent, mockery, and anger in the huge golden pupils.

For a long time, no one said a word.

"Daoyou, what do you mean?"

The Icefield Heavenly Monarch's heart sank.