A swarm of heavy artillery bombarded the cultivators

No matter how intense the pain is, it will weaken over time as time goes by.

No matter how strong the enemy is, they can be killed with a sword.

Jiang Ding held the Taiqing Flying Sword in his hand, and in the endless light, his frown began to relax, and he gradually adapted, and his expression began to become quiet and peaceful.

The powerful training brought about by "Sun Sacrifice Sword Technique" gradually became subtle and invisible. Sword cultivation soul and flying sword took the first step towards the foundation of Hedao.

"If you practice dual cultivation of the Sun, Taiyin and Sword, it seems that you can achieve similar effects. It is inevitable that you will have a smooth journey..."

Jiang Ding's sword spirit regained its general perfection again and began to think.

"However, what will Taiyin Jianzi and Taiyin Jianzi lose?"

"You will lose an enemy, you will lose an opportunity on the road, and the sword soul will lose an opportunity to defeat itself and transform."

"This is the special nature of the path of sword cultivation. It must grow in battle, and it cannot be as stable as Fa cultivation."

"One chance is nothing."

"The accumulation of missed opportunities time and time again creates a gap, which is the gap between the Sun Moon Sword Pavilion and the Great Sun Sword Pavilion. History has already proved it."

The dark gold film on the Taiqing Flying Sword was gradually completely absorbed, revealing the blue gold sword body again, blooming with soft light.

The first sword refining of "Sun Sacrifice Sword Technique" is halfway completed.

The remaining half will be tempered and changed little by little over the next hundred years. It will be softer and not as dangerous as it was at the beginning.

This 'soft' obsession is obscure, invisible, and continuous, and may be more dangerous for some monks.

Of course, among these monks, they naturally do not include the Great Sun Sword Cultivator who has been obsessed with evil since he was a child.

"The progress of this sword refining..."

Jiang Ding's consciousness and sword soul poured into the flying sword, and he carefully understood the changes that had taken place in the Taiqing Flying Sword: "It is about nine times three times more efficient than the previous "Great Sun Sacrifice Sword Technique", and it can even make my soul change. Subtle essential transformation.”

"It is expected that in another two thousand years, the Taiqing Flying Sword will be perfected in refining the treasure of the void space."

"Nearly ten times faster!"

"Two thousand years later, my soul will have a foundation comparable to that of a disciple of the Immortal Sect in the Upper Realm. There will be a definite answer on Hedao, instead of relying on luck."

"Of course, the premise of all this is that you can't burp in "Sun Sacrifice Sword Art"."

Jiang Ding added in his heart.

"To be honest, Guyang Sacrifice Sword Technique is indeed a little dangerous. If I want to maintain my sanity, I really need to kill Guanglei Tianjun."

"It would be even better if there was a princess from the Heavenly Fantasy Fairy Butterfly Clan."

"I am a genius in swordsmanship in the human realm, and the way of military formation is very strong. The puppets made into illusions must be the best puppets, far superior to the ordinary disciples of the Immortal Sect. They will definitely be moved when they see it. This is the charm. big……"

"If you kill me, I'll call it a day and run away. I'll hide in the Immortal Sect for thousands of years. After I'm promoted to Void Refining, I'll consider coming to the upper world."

Jiang Ding quickly planned in his mind.

For now, the Leiyang Heavenly Sword Realm and the Heavenly Fantasy Fairy Butterfly Clan are similar to him. They are both very dangerous and there is no difference because of the same clan.

Keng!

Jiang Ding sheathed his sword and stood up.

"Now, there is only Light Thunder Heavenly Lord for the time being. I have to quickly deal with the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder Zhenzong and the Blood Lake Bone Mountain, and take out the last fragments of the magic so that I can escape when the time comes..."

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The swamp magic city.

An old man with gray-green hair appeared in the palace again, sitting cross-legged.

He took out array disks with flashing auras, giant tripods, flags, and things like smart chips and put them into various places in the quagmire magic city. It seemed that what he was doing was extremely complicated and he had not finished it for several months. Phased work completed.

"The Hedao-level formation is too complicated. It would take me decades just to install it..."

Jiang Ding murmured to himself.

His arrangement was naturally to deal with the sword fight between the Light and Thunder Heavenly Lord more than two hundred years later, to prevent the guardians of the Thunder Yang Heavenly Sword Realm from interfering with the sword fight, and... to prevent him from using anything other than his own kendo ability. Something that interferes with the sacred sword fight, even death.

Practicing the "Sun Sacrifice Sword Technique" alone violates the common sense believed by the sages of the Great Yin Yang Sword Realm and is too dangerous.

At this time, even the most powerful Sun Sword Master in the Sun Sword Pavilion for hundreds of thousands of years could no longer control his instincts.

He needs a strong enemy.

If there is no strong enemy, he will go crazy and self-destruct.

At that time, once it is completely crazy, everything will be irreparable. Perhaps the only way to survive is to seal yourself in the Immortal Sect and wait for another technological explosion in the Immortal Sect.

Even considering the luckiest scenario, the probability of survival is no more than one in a thousand.

"If Lord Light and Thunder hadn't arrived..."

"Then what should I do?"

Jiang Ding's face was calm and his eyes were cold: "I took the Thunder Flame Territory as the starting point and began to travel in many lower realms where there is no local Hedao Divine Lord. I challenged all the evil cultivators one by one and defeated them one by one. Beat him to death until my big Japanese can fully wake up and be freed."

"You can't just go after the human race. Maybe you can consider killing the demon race's lower domain..."

"Anyone who eats people deserves to die!"

There is a way in every situation, what a blessing.

"By the way, there is also an escape teleportation array."

"After I run away, I cannot appear in the Thunder Flame Region again. I must stay far away from here, because this place may attract the attention of the near-immortal-level forces. Even if I come back after a few thousand years, it is not safe."

Jiang Ding suddenly thought of something, and separated several incarnations of the God Transformation level, and gave a few instructions in their soul cores.

These clones will carry a large amount of teleportation array materials, spread out in all directions, and use hundreds of years to set up many teleportation arrays, which will self-destruct after being used once, leaving a way for the main body to survive.

"Also, since you plan to run away, you don't need to care too much about your identity as the True Lord of the Swamp."

"You can order more sword-making materials from the Tiangong Building, and it's best to make sure that many materials that cannot be synthesized temporarily within two thousand years are ready... If you don't have enough money, you can borrow money from the Immortal Gate in the name of investing in business."

Jiang Ding made a decision.

This will expose more wealth, which is somewhat inconsistent with the identity of the True Lord of the Swamp, but there is no need to pay attention.

He doesn't believe that the Tiangong Building will not do a business with a lot of profits.

Anyway, no matter how much profit Tiangonglou makes, Jiang Ding's cross-border trade will only make more profit than them, so there is no need to worry about losing money in business and not being able to repay the loan from the immortal gate.

Of course, this kind of transaction cannot exceed a certain limit and cannot be infinitely increased, otherwise Tiangonglou may not kill people to rob treasures.

In this way, Jiang Ding practiced step by step in the Swamp Demon City, implemented his own plan, arranged formations, collected many specimens and skills, and enriched his own foundation.

Unknowingly, nearly a hundred years have passed.

At this time, it was finally the millennium tax collection year of the Immortal Weapon Sect. The envoys and offerings of Tiangonglou came across the boundary with great momentum, and the colorful clouds covered the sky of the Thunder Flame Domain.

They did not hide anything, even if they were clearly seriously injured in the process of crossing the barrier, no one dared to touch the tiger's whiskers.

Because they represent the majesty of the Immortal Sect!