A swarm of heavy artillery bombarded the cultivators

An invisible wave of spiritual consciousness fell into the soul of Jianshi Zhenren unconsciously and quickly disappeared.

"Blood River inheritance..."

Jiang Ding knew a lot of things in an instant.

For some reason, the Blood River King spread a large number of inheritances to several nearby worlds. Both humans and demons can practice it. It has many advantages such as fast practice speed, low consumption, low qualification requirements, and low entry threshold. Many demon monks secretly practice it, even though the Moyan tribe strictly prohibits it.

Because the living environment of these demon monks is extremely harsh.

Even if the Moyan tribe does not kill them, if they are weak, they will be killed by various dangers in life and will not care about things that are too far away.

"Blood Dao monks, synonymous with cockroaches."

"Blood River King may not be dead."

Jiang Ding's heart moved.

If they are of the same level and do not have overwhelming strength, the Blood Dao monks have always been known for their tenacious vitality. Unless they provoke the emperor, it is still difficult to kill.

As for the emperor's action?

Generally not. The emperor has his own things to do. It is impossible for him to take care of the things below every day. He is too lazy to care.

Just like when Jiang Ding was in Beiyuan, he usually didn't care about the matters of the Nascent Soul Stage, and he left them to the Great Sun Sword and Tushan Courtyard to handle. He was usually too lazy to take care of things.

Unless something was particularly big and affected the tax base, he would not move.

You know, Jiang Ding was already extremely diligent.

If it were other Heavenly Lords, they would not show up once for hundreds or thousands of years, and would disappear completely. This was all very normal.

The Refining Void Cultivator was even more distant.

"Blood River King, this person may be useful."

Jiang Ding recorded this information.

Then, he ignored it and continued to lurk until new information came from the rear. He would not do anything else, because the more he did, the more mistakes he made.

"The second test."

Jiang Ding began the work he had planned long ago, and his consciousness touched the tip of the short sword.

The next moment, he disappeared from the pillar's soul.

...

Six Paths Sect.

Tushan Courtyard.

This is the center of the world, the holy land in the hearts of hundreds of millions of cultivators, and countless strong people were born here, famous all over the world.

This era belongs to Tushan.

This era has just begun and will last for thousands or tens of thousands of years. If the next generation of Huashen Tianjun is born successfully, it can even extend the Tushan era for tens of thousands of years.

Many cultivators, from birth to death, are shrouded in the glory of Tushan.

Black Demon Palace.

A young man in green opened his eyes.

"The sky,"

"It's so fucking blue, so fucking beautiful!"

Jiang Ding sighed.

Then his eyes flashed with ferocity.

"That piece of dry broken meat!"

"You're just a Lianxu, you dare to scare me, dare to scare me!"

"I thought you were so strong."

Jiang Ding said coldly: "You'd better not mess with me again, otherwise if you are killed by Dayi Tianchi, I will have one less enemy and one less future whetstone."

Dayi Tianchi has restored the power of Lianxu level.

Although Dayi Tianchi will not participate in any power of Yuanying level and Huashen level, and will sit back and watch Dayi Jianzi being killed, it does not reduce its power.

Being in Beiyuan, Jiang Ding was much more relaxed.

God, the pressure in the Jiaoming Realm was too great. Once exposed, it was very likely that he would be beaten up by the emperors of the Jiao Demon Emperor Clan. The Great Sun Heavenly Pool was not good at all. If he was delayed a little, it would be broken.

It was almost time for the Great Sun Sword Master to come.

"The Great Sun Sword Master is still growing and can't come..."

Jiang Ding took a deep breath and stared at the broken sword tip that had been in his soul for an unknown period of time.

"This thing, my opportunity, has a great origin... Whether you cross domains or not, you can still shuttle, there is no impact..."

Suddenly, Jiang Ding's body shook.

At this time, the broken sword tip flickered slightly.

"... King..."

"... Be careful... Time..."

She sent such a subtle thought, and then, as if she had exhausted all her strength, she fell silent again.

Jiang Ding was stunned.

Clang!

The Taiqing Flying Sword suddenly came out of the sheath!

Clang!

Clang! Clang!

She was in a frenzy, running around in the Black Demon Palace like crazy, with a huge destructive pressure spreading between heaven and earth, countless spaces were shattered, countless chaotic black holes emerged, and the entire Black Demon Palace was creaking, as if it would explode at any time.

Many Yuanying-level Tushan maids on duty looked at this direction with fear, almost suffocating.

"That,"

"That, you, what's wrong with you?"

Jiang Ding suddenly felt guilty.

Clang!

Taiqing Flying Sword stopped all its frantic slashing and flew back into the scabbard in an instant.

She did not send any response and fell silent again.

Jiang Ding was puzzled.

After thinking a lot, he confirmed that there was no problem with Taiqing Flying Sword, and Jiang Ding once again focused on the broken sword tip.

At this time, she was no longer special, like a piece of rusty iron, quietly staying in the sea of ​​consciousness, and the ability to shuttle through space was still retained, without any impact.

"King?"

"What king? The king of the Horned Demon Emperor?"

Jiang Ding thought carefully: "Who is she talking to? To me? To some unknown existence?"

"Be careful of time?"

"Is time dangerous?"

"What dangerous enemies are there in time?"

"What kind of king is this..."

Many questions emerged in Jiang Ding's mind, but none of them could be answered. Just like this broken sword tip, it suddenly appeared in his life and was felt and dug out by him affectionately.

Everything was so abrupt.

Jiang Ding spent several years thinking about this matter, but found nothing.

He didn't grasp anything, it was all groundless conjecture, and it was impossible to get anything useful. In the end, his Taoist heart was turbulent and no longer stable.

"On hold for now."

Jiang Ding used his heart sword to kill all doubts and seal them in the depths of the sea of ​​consciousness, no longer entangled.

He continued to practice on the Yin-Yang Yuanci Jueling Mountain by inhaling the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and the light of Yuanci. He felt very comfortable and comfortable, without any fear.

This is his world, his world, the place where his order shines.

In my spare time, I practice cultivation.

Jiang Ding spent some time paying attention to the government affairs of Tushan Zhongting.

Another hundred years have passed, and many changes have taken place in the world.

Now, more than two hundred years have passed since the unification of the Small Thousand World. Many things in the past, such as the Beiyuan family, the West Desert Demon Clan Dynasty, the East China Sea Divine Court, and so on, have almost completely disappeared and only existed in ancient times. history and the memories of a few people.

The new generation of monks who have grown up are accustomed to being shrouded in the light of Tushan Law since birth, and are accustomed to abiding by the law. Compared with the previous generation of monks, their moral quality and cultivation are much better.

Currently, the number of Nascent Soul cultivators in the entire Tushan Atrium has grown to more than 400, of which 217 are sword cultivators from the Great Sun Sword Capital, accounting for a very high proportion, which can even be said to be terrifying, exceeding 100%. Fifty.

The Great Sun Sword Cultivator is reviving in this world.

However, the subsequent increase in the number of sword cultivators should slow down sharply.

Because there is no more war.

Without war, there would be no sword cultivators. Just some public security cases are simply not enough. Without the watering of blood and the withering of life, sword cultivators cannot grow.

It is expected that the number of Nascent Soul monks in the entire world should increase to about 600, and then stop.

This is related to the limit of the world's immortal ecosystem, and also to the control of Tushan Atrium. Through economic, inheritance, elixirs, magic weapons and other aspects of regulation, the uncontrolled growth of monks is restricted to avoid destroying the immortal ecosystem and then destroying it. Own.

Naturally, there will be many Jindan Yuanying monks who are unwilling to accept this process.

It doesn't matter, just suppress it.

No one organizational entity can satisfy everyone, just unite the vast majority of people.

Jiang Ding closed his eyes and began to practice.

Continue in the evening