A swarm of heavy artillery bombarded the cultivators

In the world, it seems that everything has a beginning and an end, life span, friendship, family affection, love, nothing is endless and eternal.

No matter how joyful the banquet is, it will end.

"Goodbye, Lord..."

"My Lord, I hope to see you one day..."

Many True Lords were very emotional today, unlike the old cultivators with deep scheming, their eyes were slightly red, and they bowed deeply to say goodbye.

Perhaps, many people know that this meeting today may be the last one in this life.

From now on, there will be no time to meet again.

"Jianzi, one day, I will stand in front of you and draw my sword for you..."

At this time when the atmosphere was slightly sad, a voice was not so beautiful, from the Lieyang Jianzi of the Sun Sword Sect.

His eyes revealed the will to fight, the will to kill, and the madness of self-destruction. He even tried to draw his sword at this moment, and didn't care much about the heavenly tribulation, life span and the like.

However, no matter how tightly Lieyang True Lord gripped the hilt of the sword, he failed to draw the long sword.

This was not stopped by Jiang Ding.

No matter how tolerant he is, he will not show any mercy to those who want to fight with him or take his life. He must be tolerant and generous and give them death.

But, True Lord Lieyang cannot overcome the fear in his heart.

Every soul particle and every instinct of the body to survive are frantically alerting him, and his body is trembling. Under this terrifying instinct of survival, he cannot pull out his own flying sword.

"Take care..."

Jiang Ding carefully and meticulously memorized the faces of all the old True Lords of Yuan Cong to ensure that he would not forget them. He felt a little heavy in his heart, and then he was immediately amused by True Lord Lieyang.

"I wish you all the best."

Jiang Ding picked up a glass of juice and said seriously without laughing at anything.

This is not a hypocritical comfort.

In the Great Sun Sword Pavilion system, if a Great Sun Sword Cultivator has the courage to challenge the Great Sun Sword Master, then this Sword Cultivator is generally useful to the Great Sun Sword Master, to a greater or lesser extent, and there may even be a peerless prodigy who goes against the tide, who is not a sword master but is comparable to a sword master.

Such a person, killing him will be of great benefit to the Great Dao.

A divine pill of the Hedao level is not as useful to the Great Sun Sword Master as such a peerless prodigy.

"It must be so."

True Lord Lieyang was unable to pull out his own natal flying sword after all, and he sighed deeply and bowed to leave.

"Tianjun, take care..."

"Take care..."

"I wish Tianjun to become an immortal, have an endless life, and still be able to recall today after billions of years..."

One by one, the old True Lords said goodbye to Jiang Ding, and then resolutely walked out of the palace, never looking back, no longer reluctant to leave anything.

They were surrounded by a deep and oppressive aura, and restored the domineering posture of the peak Nascent Soul cultivators, and were about to launch an endless attack on the unknown and terrifying God Transformation Heavenly Tribulation.

Jiang Ding silently watched their backs.

Many people should only appear in memory in the future, the road is ruthless.

…

In the Black Demon Palace.

A young man in green clothes sat on the throne with a long sword on his waist.

Compared with the banquet with Yuan Cong, he returned to his usual calmness and indifference, no longer showing a friendly smile all the time.

A somewhat terrifying, cold breath spread in the palace.

When Gong Caiyu and Han Lin walked into the Black Demon Palace, they immediately felt this subtle atmosphere, their hearts trembled, and their expressions immediately became serious.

"Don't be nervous, it has nothing to do with you."

Jiang Ding shook his head slightly.

Gong Caiyu has been firmly maintaining the Tushan Law. For hundreds of years, he has been running around, greatly delaying the corruption of many high-level monks in the Tushan Courtyard.

Not to mention Han Lin.

This person doesn't like fame or profit, and has a natural low profile. If he is not pushed to a critical moment, he is simply the most ordinary one in the crowd, ordinary to the point of being a little perverted, and will not show any abnormality.

He obviously didn't want to be corrupt, but after carefully investigating his surroundings, he immediately followed Guang Tongchen and committed many minor crimes in succession, making himself consistent with the surrounding True Lords and not acting independently.

"I called you here because I have some gifts for you."

Jiang Ding raised his hand, and two square gift boxes flew to the two of them: "One top-grade Shenhua Pill can increase the success rate of Shenhua by 30%. I hope you are well. We can meet again in the future, recall the things of Yue State in the past, chat together, and laugh together."

He and Yuan Cong have a deep relationship, but there are also differences between these feelings.

Gong Caiyu, his most loyal supporter, is an important figure for him to rule Tushan Zhongting, the most reliable one among the political maids, and they grew up together from childhood, so they have different feelings.

Han Lin is much different, but he is also a good friend in his youth.

There is a feeling of gentlemen's friendship between the two, and they don't owe each other anything. At this time, if there is free time, they will give it to each other.

In fact, there are not many close friends in the long time. Although Han Lin and he do not have a deep relationship, he ranks quite high.

These top-grade spirit-transforming pills were commissioned by Jiang Ding to be refined by Xianmen not long ago.

The materials were collected by him over the years and obtained from the treasure house of the king family of the Horned Demon Emperor Clan. A total of ten pills were refined. After reserving them for Zhang Junsheng, Dinghai Zhenjun, Luling Zhenjun, An Siyan, Jinlingfeng and others, there were still two or three left, so they were given to the two.

"Gong Caiyu is a gift."

"Han Lin, yours is borrowed. The old price, pay me ten times after the spirit transformation."

Jiang Ding added.

The friendship between gentlemen is as pure as water.

This kind of relationship has both advantages and disadvantages.

The advantage is that they get along equally.

The disadvantage is that this is not a loyal subordinate, not a relative or friend, and he is reluctant to give too expensive things.

"Yes, young master."

Gong Caiyu showed excitement and took it immediately, without any embarrassment.

"Junior Master is really a gentleman."

Han Lin smiled bitterly and also took the jade box.

This junior master really thinks highly of him. If he gave him the top-grade Shenhua Pill, he would definitely accept it without any embarrassment, and there is no need to pretend to lend it.

However, despite this, his Tao heart is the opposite, and he instantly became much more transparent.

Han Lin knows himself.

He is an extremely self-centered person.

He cherishes family affection and friendship, and has a bottom line. He is not an old demon of the immortal way, but - once he encounters too serious danger, he will flee immediately and will not care about others.

Family affection, friendship, love, these are what he cherishes.

However, all these emotions are not as good as his desire for immortality!

If others are too good to him and have no selfish motives, he will have some hidden discomfort.

Because, in that case, he will not be able to flee first with a clear conscience when in danger, and he will have to consider favors and others, which will torture his Dao heart.

Why should the Dao heart be tortured?

Because he must run first no matter what.

Even if he owes others a huge favor, even if he feels uncomfortable and his Dao heart is in fierce conflict, this will not affect the speed of escape, but it will be very painful and full of demons.

Rather than this, Han Lin would rather not owe others too much favor from the beginning.