A swarm of heavy artillery bombarded the cultivators

Jiang Ding sat on the top of the mountain of Jiuxiao Shenlei Zhenzong.

Thunder and dark clouds bloomed around him, and the wind rolled in, blowing up his clothes and long hair.

"It is estimated that in thirty-seven years, Guanglei Tianjun will come to Leiyanyu."

"This is the information of the butterfly in the soul of Nizan Zhenzun."

Jiang Ding looked at the sea of ​​clouds in the distance and thought lightly: "In fact, the whereabouts of this immortal sect sword inheritor is not a secret. He was born in the immortal sect and challenged Lianxu openly. He sharpened his sword with Lianxu's blood. He never needed to cover up anything. Everything was upright."

"Now, Guanglei Tianjun is in Chongshanyu, twelve domains away from here. A few years ago, he killed the Chongshan Zhenzong's supreme elder, Wanshan Zhenzun, in a sword fight."

"This Taoist friend walked out of Leiyang Tianjian Realm 4,100 years ago and tested the world with his sword. So far, he has killed 57 Lianxu cultivators, including scattered Lianxu, Zhenzong Lianxu, Daozong Lianxu, There are demons refining the void, even dragons refining the void, and the Tianhuan Fairy Butterfly Clan refining the void... There are blood and corpses all the way, and no one has failed. "

"It is expected that he will return to the sect in nine hundred years."

"When he returns to the sect, he will have a chance to challenge the swordsman of Leiyang Tianjian Realm. He can choose to challenge or not. Once he does not challenge, unless one day he is strong enough to overthrow the entire Leiyang Tianjian Realm, otherwise, he will never have this opportunity again in his life."

"Leiyang Tianjian Realm is a sword sect that emphasizes order and tradition."

"Thirty-seven years, this time is very short for a cultivator of the Divine Transformation. "

"Will Guanglei Tianjun choose to come to Leiyan Domain at that time?"

"So what, will he challenge Nizan Zhenzun, a cultivator in the early stage of refining the void?"

Jiang Ding looked indifferent, as if he didn't care.

This information came from the spies of the Tianhuan Fairy Butterfly Clan, and they seemed to be confident of achieving this goal.

However, several years ago, this Tianhuan Fairy Butterfly spy should have reported to his superiors.

The fact is that he didn't.

Because this reporting method is a top secret of the Immortal Race, Jiang Ding cannot master it, and there is no relevant information in the soul of the Tianhuan Immortal Butterfly Clan, so he cannot search his soul out, even the soul-searching talisman of the Hedao level is useless.

A few years ago, after confirming that he could not master it, Jiang Ding had already executed the last remaining soul of the Tianhuan Immortal Butterfly Clan spy who had infiltrated the human race for many years.

This means that the Tianhuan Immortal Butterfly Clan has known that their spy from the Leiyan Domain has been exposed and died.

Therefore, it is uncertain whether they will use a large amount of potential secret power to push Guanglei Tianjun to the Leiyan Domain.

"If Guanglei Tianjun does not come, I will pick up my sword to find him."

"I am a hospitable person, and I will not easily give up my kindness to help a sword cultivator who is eager for enemies and opponents."

Jiang Ding said to himself.

This will put him in a more dangerous situation.

In the Swamp Demon City, he had already arranged the Hedao-level formation of the Xianmen, spending a huge price, using up a full ten Hedao war merits, repeatedly adding investment, and reaching the limit of the Xianmen technology and his ability to set up the formation.

Even the kind of finished product, the simple formation that only needs to be installed, also has requirements and limits on the cultivator's ability to set up the formation.

This is something to save your life.

You can't pin your life and death on the opponent's swordsmanship professional ethics.

If you leave the Swamp Demon City, this huge cost to set up the formation, you can only give up, and you can only dismantle it back to the Xianmen, so that the citizens of the Xianmen can also use it in the future, saving money in the future.

And Jiang Ding himself, will carry the sword alone, without the protection of the formation backhand, alone all the way forward, embark on his own sword, find the inherited sword cultivator of the Leiyangtian Sword Realm, and give Guanglei Tianjun the opponent he has always desired.

All his money and all the fragments of immortal arts have been transported back to the Xianmen, and he has written a will.

In this will, Jiang Ding divided his property, more than 200 million top-grade spirit stones, many sixth-level natural treasures, several Hedao battles, the Xianmen Sword Dojo Group, which took up the majority, a large number of shares, patent dividends, and other wealth that made Hedao God jealous, into five parts.

The first part, 30%, was given to his mother and sister;

The second part, 30%, was given to the Banyan Scholarship, which would be used to cultivate Xianmen children with excellent ideology, morality and qualifications in the future;

The third part, 20%, was given to the Xianmen Treasury;

The fourth part, 15%, was given to An Siyan, Jin Lingfeng, Mieri Tianjun, Zhang Junsheng, Dinghai Tianjun and other old friends;

The fifth part, 0.5%, and the Dayi Tianchi, was given to Yue.

In the future, if she was born, she would be a free creature in the world of cultivation.

Before she harmed the interests of the Xianmen and violated the laws of the Xianmen, the Xianmen would not restrict her freedom.

"Light Thunder Lord!"

"The sword master of the upper realm immortal sect, I can't wait to meet you..."

A trace of scarlet appeared in Jiang Ding's eyes.

The sword master of the immortal sect must be far superior to him in flying swords, magic power, and soul, and have a huge advantage. This is determined by his birth and his excellent immortal education. It is bound to happen.

Everything depends on the sword soul and swordsmanship.

If the sword soul and swordsmanship of Light Thunder Lord are close to Jiang Ding, or even exceed them - this situation is not small, it will be extremely dangerous and life-threatening.

Some people always think that children from rich families will be stupid, lazy, ignorant, and arrogant.

This does exist, and there are quite a few of them.

However, those elites among the rich, the terrifying dragons and phoenixes among the people, not only have the power and wealth that have stood at the top since birth, but also have efforts beyond ordinary people, supreme talents, ordinary people will never see their backs in their entire lives, only despair.

What kind of immortal sect disciple will Guanglei Tianjun be?

All this, no one knows.

However, the sword cultivator who dares to embark on the road of sword cultivator blood battle is very likely to be the latter.

"Guanglei Tianjun, he may be very strong."

"That's great."

"I am very happy."

Jiang Ding has a burning killing intent in his heart, and he is more eager: "However, I will only be stronger than him!"

"I have come all the way, with thorns and blood all the way, and I will inherit the more correct path of the immortal gate and the Sun Sword Pavilion. I will win, and I will cut off the head of the sword-inheriting Tianjiao, give Guanglei Tianjun the sword-fighting death he wants, and give him supreme glory..."

Jiang Ding's voice gradually became subtle and went with the wind.

His body was like a dead tree, and his sword soul was immersed in the flying sword of the Sun Sacrifice Sword Technique. At this time, the inner demon brought by the Pure Yang Sacrifice Sword Technique was as fragile as an ant, and it was destroyed in a snap of a finger, and it could not cause any impact.

Because,

the more terrifying inner demon already exists in the soul of the sword cultivator!

The sword was polished bit by bit, the magic power was refined bit by bit, and the sword soul was heated bit by bit, sharpening the sword, sharpening the sword, sharpening the sword, waiting for the distant guest to come here and give him the warmest welcome.