A swarm of heavy artillery bombarded the cultivators

A broken arm retreated in the golden wind and drizzle.

The originally white and slender arm has now lost all its skin and flesh, leaving only the arm bones. Even the arm bones are gray, full of cracks and pits. The index finger and thumb have disappeared, leaving only three broken fingers.

"Ah..."

The wailing of the Blood Lake Patriarch sounded in the human world, and was eliminated by the ubiquitous formations around him. No spiritual fluctuations or physical sound waves were transmitted.

Only the mouth opened and closed silently.

"Blood Lake Daoist, your mind is not firm enough."

"Some of it does not match the cruelty and coldness of you, a Blood Dao cultivator. You regard billions of sentient beings as pigs and dogs, and you are not cruel enough to yourself."

Jiang Ding sighed slightly: "It's just some broken soul injuries, why exaggerate? You are an old thing over 20,000 years old, and you are still so fragile. It's really not right."

"You said you will definitely be promoted to the Hedao in the future?"

"Now it seems that you are too arrogant and there is a certain gap with the facts..."

He shook his head.

It can be seen that at the moment when the soul was broken, the strength of the Blood Lake Patriarch declined and began to slide from the peak state. The essence of the soul was damaged, and the impact was very great.

It can be said that the hope of unity, which was already very slim, has now been reduced exponentially.

"You wild sword cultivator!"

"You are looking for death!"

The Blood Lake Patriarch stopped wailing, holding the broken left arm, and roared: "The Blood Lake Corpse Mountain is a subordinate force of the Immortal Weapon Sect. Once something happens, it will attract the attention of the Immortal Weapon Sect."

"You will die without a doubt, and no one can save you!"

"Is it really so?"

Jiang Ding did not comment.

Clang!

The slightly intertwined consciousness did not affect the attack of the Sky Taiqing Flying Sword.

She drew a graceful arc in the sky, and the golden phoenix drizzle in the sky gathered at one point and fell on the blue and gold sword body.

The golden light is endlessly brilliant, and the azure magnetic order pushes countless twisted raindrops, curling up into a ball and becoming a drop of water.

Billions of raindrops, turned into one drop!

This is an elliptical drop of water, penetrating endless space, endless rules, and disappearing.

Endless coldness covers tens of thousands of kilometers of sky and earth.

The coldness is omnipresent and all-encompassing, but it is clearly reflected in the hearts of all creatures who are not sword masters. The coldness is bone-chilling and almost drives people crazy.

"This is the prototype of swordsmanship..."

"It is the form of a drop of water..."

Jiang Ding was suddenly startled, and some kind of understanding appeared in his heart.

"The water droplet has a hard and smooth shell made of strong interaction material. The atoms that make up it are nailed by the strong interaction force, and the molecular thermal motion is almost completely stopped, making the surface temperature of the water droplet infinitely close to absolute zero.

In addition, the strong interaction squeezes the atoms so that the atoms of the water droplet shell are arranged very neatly, making it infinitely close to absolute smoothness...."

"Hahaha..."

"Xuehu, you are a good cultivator of refining emptiness!"

"I wronged you!"

Jiang Ding suddenly laughed crazily, dancing on the spot, which was the radio gymnastics of the Xianmen "Young Eagle Takeoff".

I don't know what's wrong with him, it's very abnormal.

This kind of madness seems to be very normal in him.

"Damn it!"

"This kind of madman!"

The ancestor of Xuehu can no longer care about that side.

His soul is trembling, and the cold and piercing death instinct omen makes him almost lose his mind. He can only sense that a terrible danger is coming, but he can't know where the danger comes from.

In a hurry, he gritted his teeth.

Without any hesitation, he instantly burned a drop of blood essence involving his potential, turning it into a huge amount of mana that poured into the Blood and Flesh Mountain, his life treasure.

Amid the resentful curses and wails of tens of millions of half-dead and half-alive creatures, pale arms broke out of the ground one by one, extending infinitely, erecting palm barriers around his body.

There was a glass-like blood light on these pale palms, solid and immortal, even the peak cultivators of the Refining Void could not break this defense.

However, the cold warning in the heart of the Blood Lake Ancestor still showed no signs of relief!

"Damn it..."

The Blood Lake Ancestor roared.

He once again recklessly urged his mana and consciousness, and nine blood-jade-like skulls rose up around him, and countless array patterns spread in all directions along the regular path, forming a Blood Lake Vajra Taizang array in an instant.

"Amitabha!"

"Donor, please stop fighting..."

A Blood Jade Toutuo appeared in the Blood Lake Vajra Taizang formation. Although there was a mountain of bones of billions of lives under his feet and the blood of countless lives around him, he showed a look of compassion on his face. It was unknown which life in the world he was compassionate for and where the compassion came from.

The Blood Lake Corpse Mountain's inheritance treasure, the Nine Jade Toutuo Buddha Beads!

According to legend, this was a string of Buddha beads made by an ancestor of the Blood Lake Corpse Mountain who killed nine Buddhist disciples of Lianxu in a row, using their incense core and a body of blood essence. It is the strongest space treasure inherited from the Blood Lake Corpse Mountain.

Around the Blood Jade Toutuo, accompanied by the appearance of space formation patterns, thirty-six layers of Blood Jade Vajra Covers rose in the blink of an eye, heavily protecting the Blood Lake Patriarch.

Everything happened in an instant.

At this time, the golden silk water droplets that the Blood Lake Patriarch instinctively anticipated finally arrived.

It evolved from the prototype of immortal arts. The causality of gold wrapped the shell, giving it a solid shell similar to that of strong interaction force materials. The inside of the water droplet is infinitely close to absolute zero, the surface of the water droplet is infinitely smooth, and the external friction resistance is infinitely close to zero. After accelerating for more than 100,000 kilometers, the momentum has reached an extremely terrifying level.

At this time, the Yuan magnetic order, destruction order, forbidden order and other forces comparable to the rules on this drop of water have all disappeared, and they have been wiped out in the extreme high speed and cannot exist.

Only the extreme power and speed exist!

This pure power similar to physical cultivation even smashed the obstruction of the rules of heaven, broke through everything with speed and power, and descended on the Vajra Cover of the Blood Lake Vajra Taizang Great Array.

In an instant, this smooth water droplet touched the Vajra Cover.

The world froze for a moment.

Then,

Boom!

With the contact point of the smooth water droplet as the center, the thirty-six layers of the Vajra Cover of the Blood Lake Vajra Taizang Great Array were broken one after another, like a dream bubble, like an illusion.

It was as if this was not a treasure that could withstand the attack of a peak cultivator of the Void Refining Realm, but just a bubble blown by a mortal child.

The moment the water drop hit the bubble, the thirty-six layers of blood jade diamond shields were shattered completely.

No!

It was not just the Blood Lake Diamond Taizang formation!

The moment the water drop touched the entity, the countless blood jade colored glaze palms around the Blood Lake Ancestor, as well as the blood and flesh mountain, were all shattered, and countless blood jade auras and blood and flesh fragments turned into blood and flesh powder.

"No..."

The Blood Lake Ancestor screamed.

Half of his body was broken, and his body was smashed back thousands of kilometers like a broken ball, and hit the ground hard.

A strong warning rose in his heart, and he had a premonition of death. In such a fragile state, as long as the sword cultivator made a sword, he would die, and there was no possibility of survival.

However, the sword did not fall.

"Puff!"

The young man in blue in the sky spat out blood and retreated hundreds of kilometers. He was hit hard and suffered extremely terrible injuries, not much better than the Blood Lake Ancestor.

This is not a perfect sword!

He suffered the backlash of swordsmanship, and both the flying sword and the body were seriously injured!

"Hahaha..."

However, Jiang Ding was laughing wildly, spitting blood and laughing.

"Blood Lake!"

"You are a good refining virtual, I want to say it again!"

"This lord, I saw the possibility of the birth of immortal arts! The possibility of immortal arts that belong to me! Old bastard, I will always remember you..."