A swarm of heavy artillery bombarded the cultivators

Hearing the public opinion of the citizens, Jiang Ding was not too happy, and frowned slightly.

"Hundreds of billions of population base..."

"This is too small, it must reach hundreds of billions."

Jiang Ding thought for a while and said: "No matter which way you go, Xianmen is the most fundamental existence."

"But for an interstellar civilization, hundreds of billions of people are too small anyway, not enough to support civilization. Foreign geniuses can indeed be absorbed, but it must be based on a sufficient citizen base, and cannot be the host."

For him, Xianmen citizens are always the foundation.

"Really?"

An Siyan looked at him in surprise: "I thought you would be very happy."

"However, as far as I am concerned, I also don't want to see the number of Xianmen citizens increase too much. We have fought for so long and sacrificed so much. We have never complained and fought for the overall interests of citizens."

"After winning, can't we indulge ourselves?"

"Are we going to sacrifice for the overall situation again?"

She was a little indignant.

"Well, that makes sense."

Jiang Ding agreed.

The two stopped talking about this topic and began to turn to some views on the promotion to the God of Transformation, which are also the most important things for the peak Nascent Soul cultivators.

I don't know how long it took.

Buzz!

As countless space runes bloomed in the sky, a hazy one-horned figure appeared in the starry sky again.

This is the last batch of Horned Demon Emperor cultivators.

If we count the Horned Demon Emperor cultivators annihilated in the previous nine major immortal sects' surprise attack war, this can almost be regarded as the last members of the Horned Demon Emperor.

Once again, a complete, physical extinction of the clan is about to appear in this realm.

Boom!

At this time, thunder appeared in the starry sky where the space runes bloomed, and there was a pair of red eyes, full of terrible pupils of pain.

He seemed to want to attack from a distance.

In an instant, he was blocked by nine terrible figures.

A trace of breath that escaped from the starry sky billions of kilometers away solidified the rules of this world. The space instantly became like an iron plate, not to mention the secondary forces such as order, consciousness, and mana. I don’t know how many cultivators’ brains went blank and lost the consciousness of resistance.

"Hedao..."

Jiang Ding’s body trembled a little.

He wanted to resist, but he couldn’t.

The rules of the surrounding space were solidified, no longer flowing and comfortable, allowing the cultivators to control it.

The only thing he could do was to watch the heavy and terrible breath coming down soberly, and then disappear under the obstruction of other forces.

He could only accept his fate.

Apart from that, there was nothing he could do.

Until the breath that was billions of kilometers away dissipated, Jiang Ding gradually recovered his strength, and his consciousness, mana, and order once again spread to the surrounding world and controlled himself.

‘Hedao... Hedao...’

‘Such a terrible power! ’

Jiang Ding was not angry about anything, and silently repeated the name in his heart.

He reminded himself again that in front of a super-class enemy, only time and endless space could shield him, so he had to be careful in what he said and did, so that he would have enough time to grow.

Crack!

Crack, crack...

After the terrible breath left, cracks began to appear in the world that was restrained by the Yin-Yang Reversal Formation of the Equal King of Yama Hell, and dark brown runes appeared between heaven and earth. Countless blood flowed out, and countless dead souls appeared, roaring and cursing...

These were the countless lives that died in this bloody battlefield. Each of them was a strong man in the eyes of outside cultivators and mortals, but they died in piles, and hatred and blood covered the bloody battlefield.

These endless hatreds and blood gathered to a central point, forming a terrible vortex, in which the terrible black and red breath was blooming, containing inexplicable and unknown power.

Even, this is a power that exceeds the unity of the Tao!

I don’t know how many changes far beyond the vision of the Divine Transformation cultivators occurred in that black and red vortex.

Finally, all the strange visions disappeared, forming a terrible black and red curse arrow.

This arrow was condensed from the blood and souls of billions of creatures who died in this bloody battlefield, with a strong directionality.

"... King of Equality... Equality..."

"... Ruling..."

In the void, a vast whisper came, following a very biased "equality", but equality is still needed, which is the basis of its existence.

It made a ruling.

"Black Horn Ant Tribe, defeated!"

Whoosh!

This terrible black and red curse arrow that condensed the death and blood of billions of creatures disappeared along a certain law, a certain strong causal breath.

This turbulent world slowly calmed down.

The bloody battlefield cage that bound countless creatures disappeared, the broken space healed, and even the bloody smell and the remnants of the resentment of the souls on the battlefield disappeared, and the universe and the starry sky were quiet.

Huh~

Huh~

The sound of exhalation came from all around.

Obviously, at the moment when the black and red arrow appeared, everyone's nerves were tense, fearing that death would come the next moment.

Now, it feels like surviving a disaster.

Buzz!

After calming down a little, nine flying magic weapons of different shapes, including the Moon Palace, the Fairy Mountain, and the Tree House with Green Branches, appeared in the void, bursting out at the speed of the Refining Void Stage, and quickly rushed towards the direction of the boundary channel, without any interest in staying for a moment.

It was the Nine Great Daoists of the Immortal Sect.

They had no shame in showing weakness and just swallowed their anger.

Only Yu Qianzi tightly grasped the Taiyin Flying Sword, showing strong unwillingness on her face, but she did not turn back in the end, and drew her sword to meet the opponent, seeking her own sword path.

Because, at this moment, she could not find a possibility of defeating her opponent in her sword heart.

This was not a sword fight, but suicide.

A sword cultivator would never initiate a sword fight with an opponent that he could not defeat anyway, because there was no possibility of a breakthrough.

At the last moment, Yu Qianzi took a deep look at the young man in blue and remembered him in his heart.

"I am leaving too."

Jiang Ding was not proud of anything and sighed slightly.

He was terribly weak in front of the Hedao cultivator, without even a trace of resistance. Being here would not only be of no help to the Immortal Sect, but would also distract Yuan and others from protecting him.

Jiao Minghuang and the eight great immortal sects all had a very strong desire to kill him.

"We too."

"Da Ri Jian Zi, take a ride. We need to go back to the rear to rest and sleep."

Gu Lin Zhen Jun, An Si Yan, Jin Ling Feng and others came up and said with a smile.

Now it is war time. There are not a large number of immortal sect cultivators and sixth-level formation masters among them. They cannot form a refining virtual-level military formation. They are very fragile and dangerous in the starry sky.

"Then let's go together."

Jiang Ding glanced at the distant starry sky.

There, with the destruction of the Yin-Yang Reversal Formation of the King of Hell, the battlefield of Hedao must have undergone great changes. Yuan and others must be in a life-and-death battle. Now is not the time to disturb them.

Jiang Ding raised his hand, and the Da Ri Tianchi opened in his hand, shining outward, and instantly became 90,000 kilometers in size.

The Da Ri Tianchi shone with light, collecting all the immortal sect cultivators and the spoils of the immortal sect. The eternally spinning crystal wall rotated and flew into the realm channel.