A swarm of heavy artillery bombarded the cultivators

Over four thousand years have passed, and many things have changed.

Moreover, these are two, maybe even three hostile virtual refining combat forces!

"Don't rush."

"Keep it calm first, there's no need to rush."

Jiang Ding said calmly: "Although they are defeated generals, they cannot be careless. I should not be careless about any virtual refining combat power, no matter what their past status was."

"In addition, the gaze of the Great Yin Yang Sword Realm...maybe I am too self-centered and unreasonably worried. Such an ancient existence near the immortal level will not specifically focus on a small refining level existence. , It won’t be aimed at anything, it’s just as ridiculous as me trying so hard to target a mortal.”

"Unless Ming Guangzi does something big that shakes the realm!"

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"It should be safe now. I'll finish what I'm doing as planned."

Three hostile virtual refining forces!

And he still has the virtual refining combat power of a complete sect!

Jiang Ding has now entered the state of war, and his heart is as calm as a lake, thinking silently: "The plan needs to be accelerated... If the quagmire doesn't know what to do, I will break into the quagmire magic city and kill him. How can such a gangster who robs homes and homes become a What about a good businessman?"

"Human Dao can completely cover the entire Mire Demonic City without leaking secrets."

"Certainly, the stakes are higher."

"The target is in the lair, and the possibility of escape has also increased."

In the past, he would not have accepted this kind of risk, because he had plenty of time and could continue to wait.

However, the existence of Mingguangzi made him feel like a thorn in his back.

This rookie may cause the eyes of the Great Yin Yang Sword Realm to notice the new inheritance of the Great Sun Kendo, thus causing unknown risks.

…

After several years of silence, the Quagmire clone once again purchased a large amount of various natural materials and treasures in the Quagmire Magic City. It was so secretive that no one could figure out what exactly he needed.

In addition, three more items were exchanged at the Quagmire Auction House.

Although at this time, the prices of these three items have skyrocketed several times, and it takes several copies of the Void Refining Level Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures to exchange for one.

All this, the Quagmire clone said nothing and left quickly after the transaction was completed.

This time, he changed to another teleportation array escape channel and was more cautious. Without special means, even Zhenzhen Lianxu would not be able to track him.

On the top of the green-glazed palace, two pairs of eyes stared, one indifferent, the other greedy and hot.

"Qua..."

"He may never come. Even if the premium is several times higher, he still accepts it. In my opinion, the premium should be ten times higher!"

The Green Toad said greedily: "The Molten Fire Demon's injuries are beginning to improve and are no longer so serious. He has also got what he wants and will not appear near any Void Refining Force again."

"It seems that the Jinguang Zhenzong is really on its last legs, and the Tianyang Sect is about to unify the Jinhai area."

"Are all the upper echelons of the Immortal Weapon Sect dead? Just let the lower ones be unified like this?"

They didn't know anything about what was happening in the nearby realm, and they were all paying close attention in secret.

However, the green toad's words seemed absent-minded, and he obviously didn't really care about what happened in the distant golden sea.

"The old molten devil is gone."

"He is moving at an extremely fast speed, and the direction he is looking at is the direction of a remote area of ​​the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder Zhen Sect..."

The green toad looked into the distance and suddenly turned around: "Silly, what do you say?"

"If you miss this opportunity, when the Molten Demon's injuries get better, you may never have the chance to kill a mid-stage Void Refining monk. In this place where nothing matters, you will be an early stage Void Refining monk for the rest of your life! "

"Do you think Lei Yanyu is some kind of peaceful place?"

"The Blood Lake Ancestor is very powerful. When he unifies the Thunder Flame Domain and reaches the peak of Void Refining, you will still die and there will be no chance of survival. Or, like the Molten Fire Demon, you may escape through the domain barrier and escape to another domain, and be seriously injured. Being hunted by others..."

The green toad seemed to smell the scent of the precious light again, and kept puzzling.

"Old friend, let me think about it..."

The True Lord of the Quagmire hesitated: "Let me think about it..."

"It's not easy to be promoted to the virtual realm. I really want to live a stable life..."

"I want to do business in a decent manner..."

he sighed.

"That's why you're so poor now!"

"Do business according to rules... Do you think you are a disciple of the Immortal Sect?"

Green Toad sneered.

…

Jiang Ding maintained the appearance and magical aura of a red-haired old man, walking silently through the sky without stopping. After a few years, he left the swamp demon city far away and came to a place. Beside the beautiful river.

This is the territory of the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder Zhen Sect, and it is far away from its mountain gate ruling center. It is just a mortal area with thin spiritual energy. There are not even mortals and spiritual beasts around. It is a wild primitive jungle with only some mortal beasts.

It can be said that no one has set foot in this place for at least hundreds of years, so the confidentiality is guaranteed.

Jiang Ding waved his hand and released a fifth-level top-grade concealment formation spread all around.

This is because there is no spiritual vein and the fifth-level formation cannot be arranged. At least the molten old demon cannot arrange it, and he does not have that many spiritual stones in reserve.

Immediately, Jiang Ding's transformed Molten Old Demon once again transformed into an ordinary monk in the middle stage of becoming a god.

After everything was arranged, he fell into a state of healing.

Time passed like a stream, and the forest fell into a long silence, without any change.

One year, two years, three years...

Ten years, fifteen years, twenty years...

Soon, twenty-five years passed.

The monk who was sitting cross-legged to heal his wounds finally showed a slight improvement in his condition, which made him feel relieved. He opened his eyes and showed a look of joy: "Finally... finally..."

"Hahaha..."

The monk who was sitting cross-legged couldn't help laughing heartily.

Whoosh!

He stretched out his hand, like a night reader extinguishing a wick, and gently pinched something that was about to shoot into the back of his head, so that it could reveal its shape.

This is a transparent space poisonous snake magic weapon, which has both the rules of the poison path and the greatest power of concealment. In the past, I don't know how many monks have been attacked by it, causing them to die silently during their practice, even including a real master of refining emptiness.

However, in the hands of the monk, it struggled like a bug and couldn't move at all.

"Hahaha!"

"You are finally here, Taoist friend of the mud swamp."

Jiang Ding laughed and looked into the distance thousands of miles away.

"Alas,"

"Why do people as innocent and kind as me always suffer from the malice of the world?"

He sighed again.

"Not good!"

"This is a trap!"

Thousands of miles away, the mud swamp master and the green toad, who had been hiding and lurking here at some point, trembled in their hearts, and their instincts that had lost their effectiveness for unknown reasons in the past blew wildly, and the alarm sounded, as if they were looking directly at a prehistoric beast.

"Run!"

The green toad roared.

He was no longer obscured by his instinctive desire to explore treasures, and began to burn his blood essence, turning into a pair of green fish fins attached to the mud swamp master.

The two were hazy, completely integrated into the rules of space, without any thoughts of fighting, and fled madly into the distance.