A swarm of heavy artillery bombarded the cultivators

The sun shines brightly,

and descends upon the millions of troops of the Horned Demon Emperor Clan.

This is the elite army of the Horned Demon Emperor Clan, with hundreds of kings, dozens of emperors, and nine ancient emperors, forming a terrifying formation. A random strike can easily kill everyone below the Great Emperor and destroy all the cultivators below the Refining Void level in a domain.

In the distant past, the emperors and ancient emperors of the Horned Demon Emperor Clan killed all the members of the Skeleton Blood Vine Monster Clan below the emperor level in such a cold manner, and made a crucial contribution to the Horned Demon Emperor Clan's acquisition of the authority to dominate the realm.

At this time, the human army and the emperors all retreated and fled away, and a young man in blue appeared in the sky.

He was just a lone figure, and his stature was not tall, just the ordinary height of a human teenager, far less than the burly and strong body of the Horned Demon Emperor Clan, which was several meters tall.

However, when he stood here, his figure was infinitely tall, the only one in the sky and on the earth.

The terrifying pressure burst out, crushing the void and breaking the order. The breath of millions of troops stagnated, the momentum shrank, and condensed into one. They dared not disperse any more, as if they had felt a natural enemy.

Mingtian, the ancient prince of the Horned Demon Emperor Clan, and dozens of princes stared at the young man in blue, not daring to go past him and chase the human army.

Among them, the pupils of the ancient prince Cang Yan shrank, as if he remembered something.

"Hello."

"Cang Yan, long time no see."

Jiang Ding smiled gently, not as crazy as some people said, very sober and rational: "How many years ago? One thousand two hundred or three hundred years ago, you, a prince of a barbarian race, dared to hunt down my clone."

"Alas!"

"What a shame, I was hunted down by such an ant, thousands of years later, maybe it will be mentioned again and used to laugh at me."

He sighed.

"Blood, River, King!"

Cang Yan ancient prince growled word by word.

"Blood River King!"

The face of the Cangkong Prince, one of the dozens of princes, was pale.

Back then, he actually met an ancient prince of the human race from a foreign land. How many times did he experience life and death when he knew nothing?

He was still alive, how lucky he was!

"Yes, you have a good memory."

Jiang Ding praised.

He stopped reminiscing about the past and exchanging feelings, and looked at the strongest among these princes, the ancient prince Mingtian, the direct descendant of a powerful person of the Hedao level who possessed the power of force and order.

Jiang Ding stared at him for a moment, showing a reluctant expression: "You are very bad, very bad, and you can only get better by relying on the peak of the transformation realm."

"I am really miserable and born at the wrong time."

"I have enemies like you all day long, how can I talk about ascending to the immortal path?"

"Staying with insects like you all day long, my sword blade will be blunted and lose its edge!"

Jiang Ding looked miserable and sighed.

"Oh?"

The ancient prince Mingtian had a fierce look in his eyes, but he suppressed it and said coldly: "I haven't asked for your name yet?"

"You can tell me that."

"No matter how bad you are, you also comprehended the existence of order in the stage of transformation, although it took you many years to comprehend it at the peak of transformation."

Jiang Ding said boredly: "My name is Jiang Ding, you can call me Jiang Dingzi, although I don't like this name, but they all call me that."

He cherished such time very much and was unwilling to draw his sword at the beginning.

Because resources are not renewable, the heads of the geniuses are cut off, the souls are destroyed, and they cannot grow again.

"Sir Jiang Dingzi, do you want to kill the nine human princes?"

The ancient prince Mingtian suppressed the increasingly violent killing intent in his heart and asked patiently.

It is recorded in the imperial clan books that the human race is a race that likes internal fighting very much, and there is often hatred and contradiction between them that far exceeds that of other races.

He thought it was just an exaggerated record of the predecessors, just like those records that boasted about the martial arts of their own race and belittled and vilified the powerful Skeleton Blood Vine Monster.

This is normal.

However, when he really saw the powerful human race, the ancient prince Mingtian realized that the records of the predecessors were not exaggerated, but too conservative.

The word "extremely fond of infighting" is not enough to describe the madness of the human race!

"Yes."

"But they don't want to die."

Jiang Ding said helplessly.

"I can help."

The ancient prince Mingtian said patiently: "Kill those nine people first, and then you and I will fight to the death, and each will accept our fate."

He felt that this proposal was very clever.

He first satisfied the opponent's desire to kill, weakened it, and then further surrounded and killed it alone. Even with such a huge advantage, he still fought steadily and had the style of a general.

An Tuzi, Ji Liuyue and others hid behind the True Lord Gu Lin, watching the battlefield from a distance. Hearing such words, they immediately showed a look of watching a good show.

The smile on Jiang Ding's face disappeared, and his eyes were red.

"What's wrong?"

The ancient prince Mingtian looked puzzled, not knowing why.

Why did this ancient prince of the human race look like he had encountered an enemy who had robbed his family of their gold and silver treasures?

"Ah..."

"Forget it, I'm very generous. Even if someone wants to rob me, I will still forgive him."

Jiang Ding put his hand on the hilt of the sword, slowly pulling out the blue-gold blade, and sighed slightly: "Mingtian, please shine your glory, shine the glory of your race's military formation, don't let your great life die like mud, it will disappoint me."

Sword cultivators don't need the lives of their enemies.

Rather, it requires the enemy's spells, martial arts, and skills to explode between life and death, as well as the sublimation between life and death. Life is in a secondary position and is not too important, although it must end with the end of the enemy's life.

Keng!

The sword is drawn.

A blue-gold sun rises like the morning sun and blooms between heaven and earth!

This round of the sun shines brightly, and six circles of light ripples spread out, representing the order of destruction, the forbidden law order, the order of destruction, the distortion order, the metamagnetic order, and the sword order. The six circles of light circles spread outward. , filling the world.

The order overlaps, reorganizes, and weaves, showing an unparalleled precision structure, like industrial machinery gears, with a sense of beauty of human industrial civilization.

The methods used by the Horned Demon Emperor Clan to use the power of force and order are as rough and barbaric as the stone spears carved by prehistoric civilization in front of these six exquisite order apertures.

Boom!

This time, the newly born sun of order descended from the sky.

"Here, look at this one."

Jiang Ding smiled slightly and slashed down with his sword.

This is one of the results he got after pondering for several years and sorting out the power of order.

It's not a complicated swordsmanship, it's just a more efficient use of power. There is no essential difference from the basic swordsmanship of slashing.

The sun of order is falling!

The terrifying coercion of order enveloped the world. All the spiritual energy of heaven and earth was blocked for thousands of miles, all the power of magnetism was blocked, and all the rays of the sun were blocked. There was darkness between heaven and earth, leaving only the terrifying shining sun.

Under that terrible pressure, the millions of horned demon emperor clan's military formation dimmed.

"this……"

Ancient Prince Mingtian was horrified.

The bodies of dozens of emperors were trembling!

They finally understood where the constant warning instinct in their bodies came from.

This is the existence of a genius from a foreign land who surpasses the ancient prince of the Imperial Clan!

At this moment, the ancient prince Mingtian knew clearly that although he had mastered the power of order and was called the ancient prince, there was absolutely no way he could take this sword alone. He would definitely die, and he would die in an instant. There was no way Other possibilities.

"kill!"

"Just a human slave!"

The ancient prince Mingtian's face was distorted and his murderous intent was violent.

He roared wildly, and millions of elite troops from the Horned Demon Emperor clan surrounded him, forming a huge military formation covering tens of thousands of kilometers. Countless mysterious and chaotic military formation runes bloomed, gathering countless spiritual energy from heaven and earth, and incorporated them into his body. , forming a terrifying galaxy demon giant.

The Galaxy Demon Giant stood in the endless hazy military formation, as if he were standing in the center of a hazy world. Countless forces of order gathered towards him, all converging on a giant axe, carrying the Mingtian Ancient The prince's lifetime ax wisdom is equivalent to the peak skill of the fourth realm of swordsmanship, Immortal Realm, and he strikes out with an ax towards the orderly sun in the sky.

A huge ax from the sky where the power of countless forces and order gathers;

A bright sun surrounded by six orders of light.

The two touched under the gaze of countless eyes.

boom!

Boom!

Like a star exploding, brilliant light erupted, tens of thousands of miles of space suddenly expanded into a ball, and then shattered, revealing a dark void, with countless heavenly rules and laws looming.

in the center,

A blue-gold flying sword and a huge sky ax as big as a divine peak fought fiercely, and the aftermath of the energy tore through the layers of order, tens of thousands of miles into the void.