A swarm of heavy artillery bombarded the cultivators

"The Heavenly Fantasy Fairy Butterfly Clan!"

"How come this race appears here? Is there any conspiracy?"

Jiang Ding cursed.

It's none of his business what kind of conspiracy there is. If the sky falls, there will be strong human beings at the top of the Fallen Immortal Realm to hold it up. Even if they can't hold it back, they can't hold it back. He can run away without making unnecessary sacrifices.

In the future, when the strength is sufficient, one person and one sword will be enough to wipe out the demons and monsters in the entire Fallen Immortal World.

The problem now is, he needs time to grow!

You can't attract the attention of fairy-like tribes like the Heavenly Fantasy Fairy Butterfly Clan at this weak age.

"but,"

"Then again..."

Jiang Ding's heart skipped a beat: "I didn't know how beautiful, how beautiful, and how thrilling the legendary Fairy Butterfly would be."

"Her soul, her blood, her bones, and her fairy butterfly wings must be the best sword refining materials. The increase and cultivation of the soul and sword intent will definitely far exceed that of Jin Tai, the inheritance god of Da Ri Sword Pavilion. Qingshen Iron will definitely fit in with the cycle of six paths of reincarnation, because what the Heavenly Fantasy Fairy Butterfly Clan is best at is building a fantasy world.”

"And the most important thing is that as soon as she sees me, she will definitely find a way to kill me without wasting any effort."

"I will take the initiative to deliver it to my door."

"If Xiandiezi is not available, the Xiandie Princess with the next-level royal bloodline is also very good..."

Jiang Ding was imagining things.

His fantasies turned into fantasies, but the business was not left behind. He left behind the sealed celestial fairy butterfly, and his body disappeared. He returned a few months later, with an integrated talisman board covered with many circuits in his hand.

"Seventh level, not quasi-seventh level, a true Hedao-level soul-searching talisman!"

"It's worth a Hedao battle achievement."

Jiang Ding showed a look of pain and gently placed it on the body of Tianhuan Fairy Butterfly.

You can't be stingy with the disciples of this near-immortal force, even ordinary members should be like this. Waste is wasted, and money can be earned in the future.

With the base of advancement in the Fallen Immortal Realm gone, there will be many twists and turns in the future, so there can be no mistakes.

"Now, I can't attract the attention of the immortals."

Jiang Ding whispered.

"hiss……"

"Hiss..."

The celestial fairy butterfly in the blue talisman showed a fierce struggle. The ribbon-like butterfly wings kept struggling, and finally gradually became motionless. The breath of life was extremely weak and it lost all resistance.

A group of faint blue light emerged.

Jiang Ding's spiritual consciousness penetrated into it, and as expected, he encountered many soul traps, the kind where a monk who refines the void will fall into the illusion of eternal sinking if he is not careful.

These various methods are nothing but a breath of fresh air for the Materialistic Sun Sword Spirit.

"The memory is a bit incomplete and cannot be complete. Even if it is the Hedao Soul Searching Talisman, it is worthy of being a creature of the immortal race."

Jiang Ding sighed.

He carefully appreciated this race's spiritual consciousness protection restrictions and collected data, intending to use it to fill the immortal sect's scientific knowledge reserve of spiritual consciousness restrictions.

"The name of this butterfly is 'Huanmian'. He is a member of the Heavenly Fantasy Fairy Butterfly Clan and was ordered to lurk in the Thunder Flame Territory. However, he has no memory of it before. He should have taken the initiative to kill it before lurking."

"After all, the Human Immortal Sect is also not easy to mess with."

Jiang Ding searched carefully in the incomplete memory: "The secondary scripture "Tianhuan True Spirit Sutra" of the racial inheritance scripture "Tianhuan Immortal Sutra" is extremely well protected. The moment it touches the soul-searching aura, the memory automatically disappears. Destroyed, nothing, only a name and some brief introduction."

"The "Tianhuan True Spirit Sutra" is good at lurking into the souls of monks, weaving a life-long fantasy world for the monks, and thus containing many fantasy puppets. It is said that Xian Diezi has a group of fantasy puppets of all races, including many human races. The genius of the swordsmanship cultivator, and even the genius of the dragon and phoenix bloodline demon clan, the power of the formation is extremely terrifying..."

"This race itself is good at controlling puppets and forming endless legions. The way of military formation is very scary..."

"'Huanmian' has been in the Thunder Flame Territory for more than 10,000 years and nearly 20,000 years ago. His purpose...coincidentally, is similar to mine. He is also waiting for the inheritance disciples of the Immortal Sect to give the Immortal Sect the death of the True Master of the Quagmire. The inheritance disciple leaves behind a 'phantom seal seed' of Immortal Butterfly for the future..."

"Why are they sure that the Light Thunder Heavenly Lord will challenge the Quagmire True Lord?"

Jiang Ding looked thoughtful.

The reason is not difficult to guess.

The Celestial Fantasy Fairy Butterfly Clan must have a huge spy power among the human race, and through various coincidences, they guided the Light and Thunder Heavenly Lord to come here.

In fact, this is just taking advantage of the situation.

The Lord of Light and Thunder is always looking for suitable strong men to fight with, and he doesn't care about the target. In the end, whether this 'Phantom Seal Seed' can successfully lurk deep into the soul of the Lord of Light and Thunder, hiding it from the elders of his sect. , is also uncertain.

The frontal fighting, secret spying and counter-spying between the near-immortal-level forces have been going on for countless years.

This is neither the beginning nor the end.

"Good news."

"If I were in my hometown, many things could be arranged more calmly."

Jiang Ding pondered.

No matter how powerful the Heavenly Fantasy Fairy Butterfly clan is, this is not the core area of ​​their power. They are originally sneaky, and the number of strong people they can mobilize is limited. They cannot cause a life-or-death crisis for him for the time being. The worst expected may not happen.

"Huanmian reports to the unknown once every two hundred years, and there are still one hundred and fifty-four years to go."

"This is a safe time."

Jiang Ding put down the Heavenly Fantasy Fairy Butterfly, took out a Void Refining Grade jade box, and sealed it layer by layer.

We can't kill him now.

The life and death of such a spy will be known to his superiors, which may arouse the vigilance of those at a higher level, thus causing unknown risks.

When Jiang Ding completes his plan and evacuates the Leiyan Domain, this is the time to take action.

"From now on,"

"I am the True Lord of the Swamp."

Jiang Ding said to himself.

His appearance began to change, and the Taoist robe on his body also began to change, turning into an old man with gray-green hair, with bulging shoulders, revealing a green toad.

The True Lord of the Swamp is still alive.

His complete memory was taken away, and the entire Swamp Demon City was not a problem for Jiang Ding.

In the subtle white light, Jiang Ding disappeared in the Swamp.

...

After a year or so, Jiang Ding returned to the Swamp Demon City again.

This time, this huge fairy city no longer resisted him, but separated the reception formation, actively incorporated it into the core area of ​​the fairy city, and was protected by layers of formations.

In the center of the emerald green palace, Jiang Ding sat cross-legged, and his consciousness instantly refined the core of the formation of the Swamp Demon City.

"Nineteen kinds of escape formations,"

"Three virtual-level killing formations... Yes, if we fight here, there will indeed be many variables."

Jiang Ding's consciousness swept.

Of course, it was just a variable, and this variable still could not reverse the final outcome.

But this is a war, a life-and-death war, and there should be no negligence, and no advantage should be given up, even if the enemy looks weak.