A swarm of heavy artillery bombarded the cultivators

Clang!

The Taiqing flying sword turned back and fell into the scabbard on the waist of the young man in green.

"What a good military formation..."

Jiang Ding stepped out of the boundary wall of the small world, put his hand on the hilt, and looked at the millions of thunder department heavenly soldiers and generals with a grim look: "Okay, that's good, fellow Taoist, your strength is too weak, as weak as an ant, making people drowsy and difficult to find any fun."

"This military formation is good, very good."

His endless sword pressure spread out in all directions, the lava, earth, rocks, mountains and rivers sword meaning is the earth, spring, summer, autumn and winter, wind, rain, thunder and lightning are flowing, and the space crystal wall, thunder and lightning sky sword meaning is the void.

In the center of the sky, a bright sun hangs high in the sky, spreading endless brilliance in all directions, magnificent and magnificent, spreading the will to break the law, prohibit the law, distort, and destroy, which is suffocating.

This sword world is so vivid, with mountains, rivers, clouds, sky, flowers, grass, trees, rushing rivers, endless yellow sand, huge waves in the ocean... Everything is vivid, nothing is unreal.

This extreme reality contains a terrifying power that is incomprehensible.

"Fourth realm! Immortal sword cultivator!"

Shen Xiao Tianjun, one of the Thunder Department's heavenly soldiers and generals, and Chi Gui Tianjun, one of the Demon Ghost Blood Lake, were shocked and blurted out, with fear on their faces.

As expected of the upper realm cultivators, they all know what they are.

The fourth realm of sword, the immortal sword cultivator!

This kind of cultivator is the monarch among the cultivators of the same level. The peak of the spirit can compete with the quasi-refining virtual cultivators who have the power of order, and use immortality to fight against the power of order!

In addition, the sword cultivators are always crazy, murderous, and bloodthirsty. The four-level immortal sword cultivators are also famous in the upper realm. They are rarely seen in thousands of years. Every time they appear, they will bring blood and rain to a place, and they specifically target the strong, which is very terrifying.

Such people will either die from being killed by higher-level cultivators or promoted to the refining realm, without exception.

The arrogance and anger on the face of Shenxiao Tianjun had to be restrained.

The magic cultivators have always been realistic and rational. After discovering that the enemy is not weak, he immediately adjusted his response plan with a smile on his face.

"Daoyou, I wonder what sect you are from?"

Shenxiao Tianjun bowed and asked.

Based on his own experience, such a strong man should not be born in a remote small world. The conditions in all aspects are insufficient. Subconsciously, he thinks that he is also from the upper realm and was taken advantage of by a sect.

"I'm from Tushan Courtyard."

"Daoyou,"

Jiang Ding showed a friendly smile, and did not refuse to communicate with the cultivators from the upper realm: "I wonder where the Jiuxiao Shenlei Zhenzong came from? And where is this Daoyou here from?"

He looked at a cultivator with huge black horns on his head in the Demon Blood Lake. His skin was blue and black and rotten, and he looked like a zombie.

This person looks like a demon, but he is actually a human.

Many demon sects often practice more demonic than demons and more ghostly than ghosts, which is not surprising.

The horned zombie did not answer anything, but just looked coldly at the blue-clothed boy in the sword world. His consciousness expanded, constantly scanning, probing, trying to analyze something useful.

"This is Fellow Daoist Xuejiang."

The ox-horned zombie didn't say anything, but Shenxiao Tianjun was happy to do it for him, smiling and saying: "Fellow Daoist Xuejiang was born in the Blood Lake Corpse Mountain, adjacent to the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder Sect. It has always been a bad neighbor, and has killed countless people. He likes to refine corpses with people and cultivators, peel off the skin, remove the bones, extract blood and eat meat. It can be said that he has done many evil things."

"If fellow Daoist wants to enforce justice on behalf of heaven and collect some merits, Fellow Daoist Xuejiang will definitely not be wronged."

But he still didn't say where his sect came from.

In his heart, he had begun to regret saying the name of his sect directly at the beginning. This suddenly turned him from the dark to the light, which was very disadvantageous.

In fact, this lower world has been controlled by the sect for hundreds of thousands of years. Except for the tens of thousands of years of loss of contact, it has always been like the sect's back garden, making it difficult for people to be vigilant. Instead, it is more important to compete with the Blood Lake Corpse Mountain for the initiative. The natives are just some plants that need to be cleared.

However, it doesn't matter. Since the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder Sect has turned from darkness to light, the Blood Lake Corpse Mountain must also accompany it.

The horned zombie looked at the God of Heaven with a cold look.

"The Nine Heavens Divine Thunder Sect... The Blood Lake Corpse Mountain..."

Jiang Ding pondered over these two names.

He has now come into close contact and fought with them, and many things can be explained clearly.

This small world, before the great changes in the past, was jointly ruled by these two upper world sects, or ruled in rotation. The Blood River Sect and the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder Sect were the lower houses of these two upper world sects. Slaves, blood food... or accepting lower world Tianjiao monks as disciples, etc., are all possible, and are related to the policies of their respective sects.

'Tushan Courtyard...'

While Jiang Ding was thinking, the God of Heaven and the Blood Zombie Heaven were also thinking about this name. They found nothing and had never heard of it.

This is not surprising.

The upper world is extremely vast. If it were not for the legendary immortal sect standing at the peak of the sea of ​​stars, no one could know the names of all the sects.

The two upper realm celestial monarchs' hearts moved at the same time, and their consciousness spread far away, landing on the three indigenous celestial monarchs.

…

"Hello, three Taoist friends."

The shadow of Shenxiao celestial monarch appeared in front of the three celestial monarchs, with an apologetic smile on his face: "I was in a hurry because of important matters. I hope the three Taoist friends will bear with me if I am impolite."

He seemed polite.

He did not have the indifference that he had shown before, which was to regard the creatures of the lower world as ants and grass.

This was the value of the united front that came from fighting.

Even if the people who were fighting were not these three people, even these three Divine Transformation cultivators were likely to be the enemies of that world master, otherwise they would not be driven out of the small world, and would not have introduced enemies from the outside world to their hometown.

Even if they were the enemies of that world master, they instantly possessed great value.

“I dare not, I dare not.”

“We are already extremely grateful that the Supreme Lord can show us favor…”

The three Shuoyang Tianjun said with tears of gratitude, and their attitude was so humble that it could not be made any lower.

A blood cloud fell from the sky, which was the body shadow of the ox-horned blood zombie cultivator. He did not waste words and slapped it.

Boom!

A rotten giant palm fell from the sky, more than dozens of miles wide, like a giant palm of the devil, containing heavy pressure and terrifying power. The space was about to solidify, and there were countless dark and resentful curses mixed in the palm, which could kill the Divine Transformation cultivators if leaked a little.

Ming Guangzi and Xi Ping'an turned a blind eye.

"Sir, I'm sorry."

Shuoyang Tianjun was helpless.

He stepped forward, raised his hand and pointed, and a ray of golden light bloomed in his fingers.

It was obviously just a ray of golden light, but it seemed to contain countless causal threads, converging at one point, fierce and sharp to the extreme, sharper than the swords of more than 90% of the sword cultivators in the world.

This is the magic cultivator. The number of magic cultivators is dozens or hundreds of times that of sword cultivators, and they never lack terrible means.

Tsk!

The pupils of Xuejiang Tianjun and Shenxiao Tianjun shrank at the same time, and they were shocked.

This ray of golden light easily penetrated the rotten giant palm of Xuejiang Tianjun that was dozens of miles wide.

It was clearly just a ray of golden light, but it instantly killed and wiped out all the cold curses, and his strength was so terrifying that it was unbelievable.

This person, on the other hand, looked like a loser.

He was ordinary and downtrodden, just an ordinary cultivator with a low status.

This was what shocked the Heavenly Lord of Divine Sky and the Heavenly Lord of Blood Zombie.

What happened in this sect's small world, the back garden, in these tens of thousands of years, that any Heavenly Lord of Transformation could have such terrifying strength?