A swarm of heavy artillery bombarded the cultivators

Xi Pingan's body stiffened.

He almost forgot that when Da Ri Jianzi was still in the Golden Core stage, he was hunted down by Da Ri Jianzi in the Da Ri Sword Sect.

He thought the other party had also forgotten.

"Just wait to die."

"You are hopeless."

Jiang Ding drew his sword little by little and said coldly: "Everyone who wants to kill me, whether in the past, present or future, will die. This cannot be changed."

"This is also the case when I, the King of Heaven, come."

"No one can change it."

Keng!

The sword was drawn,

To cut down this golden sword divided soul.

Not only now, but in the future, his body and the Kingdom of God will be cut into pieces, and his soul will be cut into ashes.

"Can not change?"

Xi Pingan's expression was calm, as if he didn't see the sword that was about to cut him into pieces.

"I have the inheritance of the Great Sun Sword, the inheritance of the God Transformation level."

call out!

The Taiqing Flying Sword landed steadily on the center of his eyebrows without moving any further.

Jiang Ding looked at the separated soul in front of him in shock and uncertainty.

"Ming Guangzi is not a sword tainted by the Dongji Demon Sect like you."

Xi Ping'an smiled calmly: "He will not be afraid that someone who comes after him will surpass him, thereby blocking the inheritance and letting himself lead alone.

The Great Sun Sword Sect could not carry the inheritance of the God Transformation, so he placed the sword pavilion's Transformation of God inheritance with me, hoping that in case of any eventuality, a real swordsman would be born in the Great Sun Sword Sect. "

"The life of the god of incense is long. Even if a long time passes, my self will be eroded by the power of incense. I will disappear and truly become what millions of believers think in their hearts, both internally and externally."

"Even so, at that time, I would still give the sword pavilion inheritance to the new generation of Dainichi Jianzi, because it can make them good friends."

"However, Da Ri Jian Zi really appeared, but it was you, a member of the Dongji Demon Sect..."

Xipingan sighed deeply.

If not, he would have a powerful helper out of thin air. With the help of his father's arrangement and his affection, he might be able to follow the other person to escape from this small world and ascend to a higher realm. There is hope for the true path.

"how?"

Xi Pingan asked: "By your sword heart oath, don't beat me to death in any way again, I will give you the inheritance of becoming a god. This is what Ming Guangzi is also looking forward to. If I can kill you, I think he will break through." Refining the void will undoubtedly become stronger than killing the Nine Daozi."

Keng!

The Taiqing Flying Sword fell and pierced Xi Ping'an's eyebrows, causing severe pain.

"Why?"

Xi Ping'an was stunned.

Is my life and death that important?

Didn't I just hunt you down once, so why are you so stingy?

"I don't trust you."

"Especially a little split soul."

Jiang Ding whispered: "Just wait, I will find you and catch you. Don't be too busy blowing yourself up then. By then, my mind may have changed."

A separated soul is not qualified to communicate with him.

No matter what, Xi Ping'an must be caught as soon as possible. This kind of enemy wandering outside always makes people feel uneasy and must be kept under control.

In addition, incense Shinto.

This path, judging from its current performance, is in serious conflict with his path. His immortal way requires civilization and constant change and development, and Incense Shinto will suppress the development of immortal civilization!

It's a violent clash of roads.

He may not be able to tolerate having this thing on his path all the time without killing it, and he must let it continue to grow.

After beheading Xi Ping'an and dividing his soul, the place fell into peace.

As the space runes continued to hum, one after another Nascent Soul Lord and Jin Dan Lord from the Tushan Atrium walked out of the teleportation array and quickly lined up.

"My lord!"

Hei Louxi and a hundred and eight thousand maids bowed their knees and saluted.

They will clean up the East China Sea, clear out all the old forces and incense temples, execute the fanatical believers who refuse to naturalize, destroy the temples, and carry out corresponding political, economic, administrative system, and agricultural reforms.

"Go ahead."

Jiang Ding nodded slightly.

"Go and build our East China Sea, turn it into a paradise for the Tushan Atrium monks, bring peace to all people in the world, bring immortality, and eliminate all resisting people and forces."

"Yes, my lord!"

Hei Louxi and the 18,000 maids shouted wildly.

They quickly dispersed in all directions, building teleportation arrays in the spiritual veins of various places, looking for immortal cultivators who could cooperate. In the process, the mortal forces executed the temple priests and Taoist priests of the Incense Temple, and so on.

Over the hundreds of years since the establishment of the Tushan Maid, they have been dealing with this kind of work after training and fighting, and they are extremely skilled in everything.

It is expected that in a few decades, a prosperous world of immortality will once again appear in the East China Sea, providing a large amount of spiritual stone taxes, heavenly materials and earthly treasures, as well as constantly innovative and developing immortality knowledge.

Jiang Ding has been cultivating in the fifth-level low-grade spiritual veins of Donghai Sword Court for several years, watching the changes in Donghai.

After confirming that there was no problem, he disappeared in a space of light.

…

Southern Xinjiang.

This place is known as the Hundred Thousand Mountains.

There is thick smoke and miasma everywhere, poisonous insects and ferocious beasts are infested, and it looks like a primitive jungle with high mountains and dense forests.

People living here practice poison and poison in accordance with local conditions. Their faces are colorful, and all kinds of poisonous insects are flying in the sky. It makes people tremble with fear and makes their scalp numb.

The sacred place in the hearts of all monsters, the Gu insects that gave birth to spiritual wisdom, and the monks is the Ten Thousand Poison Sect, the Gu Mountain.

This place is surrounded by colorful clouds and mist all year round. No matter what kind of monsters and cultivators touch it, they will die. Only the demon disciples of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect can enter and exit. It is a taboo place in the hearts of hundreds of millions of monsters and cultivators in Southern Xinjiang.

Today, a young man in green clothes walked through the colorful clouds and mist without any permission and entered the mountain, but no one came to stop him.

The whole Gushen Mountain was quiet, with only the sound of the wind in the forest.

"Are they all dead?"

Jiang Ding sighed and looked at the roadside.

A woman, with a gorgeous and plump appearance, only a piece of cloth covering her vital parts, and exquisite gold and silver bells on her ankles, which made pleasant bell sounds with the wind, and had the unique and moving style of women in Southern Xinjiang.

But now, she is dead.

There is a hole in her chest, which is full of traces of gnawing, as if something had eaten a full meal, swallowed the most essential heart, and then flapped its wings and flew away.

This is not an isolated case.

Beside the woman, a black tiger, with the cultivation level of the early stage of the Golden Core, also had a hole in his chest, and his heart was missing.

Looking into the distance, on the roadside, on the steps, in the pavilions, in the bathing pool, in the secret cave for cultivation... all places, all the demons, no matter what they were doing, died at a certain moment, their hearts were devoured, and the things inside flew out and returned to the side of their real owners.

Baizu Tianjun, who used human and demon disciples to refine Gu, thought that the entire sect was a huge Gu-raising jar in his eyes, and he carried out a bloody harvest before leaving.

"It's better to leave."

"Anyway, Baizu Tianjun will come down to be buried with you in the future."

Jiang Ding sighed.

He walked slowly to the top of the mountain, his spiritual consciousness and sword intent swept all around, and began to collect information data on the spiritual veins and earth veins of this place, preparing to arrange the formation and the foundation of the boundary formation.

As long as the boundary formation is formed, everything in this world will be controlled, and Xi Ping'an and Baizu Tianjun will be found instantly no matter where they are in this world, and everything will be eradicated.

This world will usher in a completely new order.