A swarm of heavy artillery bombarded the cultivators

Jiang Ding's spiritual consciousness took over the entire Mire Demonic City and quickly gained a general understanding of the situation here.

"The permanent population is 3.47 million, at least all of them are immortal cultivators in the Qi training stage."

"There are two direct military forces, one hundred thousand people in the Quagmire City Guards. Among them are more than fifty cultivators, more than ten thousand Nascent Soul cultivators, and the rest are Golden Core cultivators, responsible for guarding the Quagmire Demonic City."

"The other branch is called the Mire Secret Guards, which is composed of dozens of god-transforming monks and thousands of Nascent Soul monks. They are responsible for spying on intelligence and executing some personal matters from the Mire Master, either to get rid of certain people, or to collect information. Some of the living souls are used to sacrifice yin and yang tadpoles, or to harvest some blood food to feed green toads... The most important thing is to collect sixth-level heavenly materials and earthly treasures."

"Relying on the vast commercial channels of the Quagmire Demonic City, one or two sixth-level treasures of heaven and earth can still appear in hundreds of years, but they are not as fixed as the two major sects. It all depends on luck."

Jiang Ding frowned secretly as he looked at the place where many demon cultivators gathered in the city.

Many of these demon cultivators are the secret guards of the Mire Demonic City. They are a hiding place for filth and evil. They rob houses, kill people and seize treasures, collect human souls, flesh and blood for refining, and other things that often happen. The order is mixed with a lot of chaos. , the name of this magic city is not false.

These things, under the overall view, are more profound and unpleasant than Jiang Ding's experience when he was wandering alone in the swamp demon city.

He has the ability to prevent himself from being affected by these scandalous things. Many monks and many living beings do not have such freedom.

"Order,"

"The Corpse Demon Lord, the Ten Thousand Eating Lord, the Soul-Swallowing Lord... twenty-seven others will commit suicide immediately."

Jiang Ding's tone was cold as he gave orders to the mire guards.

These people are all old demons who use human monks as their raw materials. Their strength is extremely strong among the god-transforming monks. In the past, they have always been relied on by the Quagmire True Master.

At this time, they were suddenly asked to commit suicide.

reason?

No reason.

The True Master of the Quagmire is a demon cultivator. He can kill whoever he wants, even if he is in a bad mood. It is perfectly reasonable. This kind of thing has happened from time to time in the past ten thousand years, and it is not surprising.

"yes,"

"Lord!"

Outside the palace, a tall and beautiful woman with bat wings on her back bowed to accept the order. She left without any intention of asking for a reason and left with a group of demonic god-transformation monks.

This is the secret master of the Mire Secret Guard, Night Bat Tianjun, a peak god-transforming monk. He possesses the blood of the magic bat, is powerful, and is famous in the Mire Demon City.

She is loyal to the True Lord of the Quagmire... on the surface.

In fact, this half-demon has always been malicious towards the True Master of the Mire, spying on the throne of the Lord of the Mire Demon City, and has the greedy ambition to be promoted to Lianxu.

Mire Zhenzun thought this was very interesting.

He secretly set a ban on this woman's soul, and then promoted her to the secret master of the Mire Guard, because this kind of monk with strong ambitions is really reliable, very efficient, and very useful.

The Dark Lord was very efficient. After only a few minutes, she had returned, holding a bunch of dead heads in her arms and placing them neatly in front of the True Master of the Mire.

"Lord,"

"They were grateful for your kindness and felt guilty, so they committed suicide."

The dark master said respectfully.

"You did a great job."

Jiang Ding nodded slightly and gave a volume of Buddhist scripture called "The Golden Roc Sutra of Great Light". It is a good spell and contains some philosophies that teach people to be good.

"I hope to be kind to others."

"You have to be a good and kind person from now on, or I will beat you to death, do you understand?"

"Thank you, Lord!"

The secret master bowed respectfully and took the Buddhist scriptures with both hands: "I will study it carefully and live up to your expectations. I will learn from the legendary Buddha and be a good person."

"Not bad, not bad."

"Hahaha!"

Jiang Ding laughed.

This crazy state made the surrounding Heavenly Lords even more chilly. They bowed again and then slowly backed away, not daring to stay in the palace for a long time.

"Now is not the time for Tushan Order to cover..."

Jiang Ding looked around with regret.

What he can do is to execute some monks who have committed extremely evil crimes, but there is nothing he can do about the entire soil of the origin.

Radical reforms must be implemented only after his safety is completely assured, otherwise it will bring more suffering to the creatures on this land.

If the plan goes well, he will run away in a few hundred years. If he really has comrades who sincerely support him, how can he give up at that time?

In this case, it is better to put it on hold for now.

The temporary concession is not a compromise, it is just for the long-term peace and stability of the Fallen Immortal World in the future.

"Order,"

"Collect a lot of materials, including a large amount of mortal materials, mortal-level animals and plants, first-level, second-level, third-level, fourth-level and other heavenly materials and earthly treasures, specimens... I need everything."

"What we need most is a lot of sword-making materials, collect them in large quantities."

"There are many other techniques, secret techniques, spells, alchemy, weapon refining, spiritual farmers and spiritual beast inheritance that can be collected. They are all available. No duplication is allowed. Burn one copy of them all."

Jiang sent orders to the cabinet of the Quagmire Demon City for them to execute, and set relatively generous rewards.

This is the advantage of having a power. With one order, all kinds of materials and specimens needed by the Immortal Sect can be obtained without spending any effort.

These materials unique to the upper realm will definitely greatly promote the progress of immortal science such as smelting of immortal materials, alchemy, and weapon refining.

The same is true for many inheritances in the upper realm. Even if the grade is not high, it still has a lot of value.

Moreover, it is the human inheritance in the same racial system and the same immortal system. The immortal gate can digest and absorb it very smoothly, and the difficulty is far less than the inheritance of foreign races.

Just these, little by little, for the immortal gate, are at least equivalent to obtaining several Hedao-level inheritances.

Many classic magic skills, don’t look at their low grade, in fact, they have been circulated for millions and tens of millions of years. After generations of immortal cultivators’ simplification and improvement, they have reached an extremely perfect level. The value is immeasurable for those forces without relevant inheritances. It is simply the brilliant wisdom of millions of years of immortal cultivators.

"These are low-level."

"The rest is to order the refining materials of the virtual sword that I need from the Tiangong Building with the background of the Immortal Artifact Sect, and mix the materials of many life rules and space rules as a cover."

Jiang Ding took out a token with two immortal scrolls written on it, and his consciousness poured into it, leaving a message inside.

The reason why Nizhao Zhenzun suddenly became rich was also known. He met a seriously injured outsider Lianxu and gained a lot after going out. That was all.

Tiangonglou was not a government office. They were only responsible for selling goods and collecting taxes. They did not care about the identity of people who could provide profits.

What's more, Nizhao Zhenzun did not even get the title of "Zhenzong". For Tiangonglou, he was just a wild force that could rise and fall at any time. His life or death was not their business.