A swarm of heavy artillery bombarded the cultivators

Jiang Ding walked on the land.

He revealed his true form, without hiding anything, and walked step by step on the land of Lei Yanyu, carefully looking at the surrounding clouds, flowers, trees, and pedestrians on the roadside.

Before the war, he felt unprecedented peace in his heart.

He suddenly discovered that these ordinary things in life seemed to contain many beautiful things, which made people intoxicated.

"Hahaha!"

"Do I know that my death is approaching, so I instinctively linger in the world?"

Jiang Ding smiled.

He didn't care, nor did he worry about gains and losses, and fell into a messy imagination.

"Kill!"

"This sword..."

"You are looking for death..."

All around, there was a mess, and many cultivators were fighting. At least half of them were sword cultivators, which were extremely rare in the past. There might not be one sword cultivator in a country. Here they are everywhere, like weeds on the roadside.

They are the sword cultivators from the upper realm who followed the sword cultivators of Lei Yangtian Sword Realm.

The life-and-death fight of high-level sword cultivators is an opportunity that other sword cultivators cannot miss. Once they gain some insights from watching the fight, it can be worth hundreds or thousands of years of hard work.

In addition, after many sword cultivators gather together, opponents that were rarely seen in the past are everywhere.

After two sword cultivators meet, the process is often like this: talk about everything, talk about the mysteries of the universe, exchange sword skills and swordsmanship experiences with each other, and both of them gain a lot.

Then confirm the opponent and draw the sword.

The final result is mostly that one side dies in the battle, the winner takes the loser's natal flying sword, and then leaves, and sometimes the result of both sides dying together occurs.

This is a more ideal and pure result.

In fact, sword cultivators are also people. Some are lustful, some are greedy for money, some are loyal, and some are kind. There are all kinds of differences. Many battles are superimposed with killing people for treasures, seizing beauty, devouring flesh and blood, and even there may be instigation from the demon race...

These battles are not beautiful, and there are not many factors of sword idealism.

The sword cultivators are theoretically righteous, because they do not use the flesh and blood of their enemies and their souls to refine magic weapons and practice, unlike those cruel magic skills.

But in reality, the facts are often more devilish than the devil, chaotic and cruel.

Living with death all day long, normal people are a minority after all.

Not all sword cultivators can subdue their hearts, and it is very easy to go to extremes.

These sword cultivators have high and low strengths, there are Jindan Yuanying Huashen, and there are also a few Lianxu sword cultivators, but there don’t seem to be many strong Lianxu sword cultivators, because they are the prey of the sword cultivators of the immortal sect.

Their arrival plunged the Leiyan domain into great chaos. In just a few months, 317 sects and families were wiped out or completely lost contact.

The power of the Jiuxiao Shenlei Zhenzong and the Xuehu Shigushan has completely shrunk, all of them have huddled in the mountain gate, closed the mountain for 300 years, no longer caring about external affairs, and have no spare energy.

This is not what Jiang Ding ordered.

In the simulation model, the two major sects would make such a decision, so they did it.

"Sword cultivators,"

"It shouldn't be like this, chaos, disorder..."

Jiang Ding frowned deeply.

Along the way, these scenes, pictures, made him extremely unhappy. The sword cultivators in the upper realm did not conform to his aesthetics at all.

These chaotic factors should be changed if they have the ability.

"Oh?"

"There are old friends..."

Jiang Ding was suddenly startled and looked into the distance.

...

In the sky, two blue and white escape lights were escaping madly, and the aura was at the peak of the transformation of the spirit.

Behind them, the one chasing them was a cultivator in the early stage of the refining of the void, who seemed to be a sword cultivator.

"Ants!"

"You are looking for death... I will extract your souls and refine your spirits, and torture you day and night..."

This refining of the void sword cultivator was like crazy, chasing the two people in front of him madly, as if he had the hatred of killing his son and taking his wife, and chasing the two in front of him with sword escape.

However, it was extremely strange that this refining of the void sword cultivator could not catch up!

Whenever they were about to catch up, the two lights, one blue and one white, would use their trump cards, sometimes a dark blue talisman, sometimes a hideous and terrifying poisonous insect, which would often increase their speed by a large margin, and in the nick of time, they would escape from the pursuit of the Lianxu sword cultivator again.

The relationship between the two lights, one blue and one white, did not seem to be close.

The white light always wanted to escape in another direction, but the blue light always caught up like a sticky candy, and it could never get rid of it.

"Qingyun!"

"Fuck your mother!"

The figure in the white light could no longer control his temper. He was no longer a modest gentleman and cursed: "Did I provoke you? Why are you following me?"

"I followed me when I ascended,"

"You are still following me now!"

"Can you get out of here?"

"Ah?!!"

"Daoyou, you are wrong."

The figure in the green light had a good temper. He swallowed his spit and said slowly: "The upper realm is not yours. I just happened to be on the same road. I am not following you."

"Look, there are at least hundreds of thousands of people on this road, including mortals. It is impossible for all of them to follow you?"

"On the same road?"

"On the same road!"

The figure in the white light cursed: "We were on different roads earlier and later, but you were on the same road with me when you killed Lianxu Jianxiu's son. Do you think I am stupid?"

"You bastard!"

"Fellow Daoist, the world is unpredictable. Don't disbelieve it. It's just such a coincidence."

"Besides, I didn't provoke that fellow Daoist who died."

The figure in the green light touched his nose and smiled bitterly: "I just ascended, and he blocked me in a hurry, saying that he met an ascended hero and it was a good time to sharpen his sword. Every move was ruthless, and he was going to kill me. Naturally, I couldn't hold back."

"I thought that since he was a sword cultivator, it would be okay to kill him."

"Just like fellow Daoist Lieyang, their brothers, nephews and swords were all killed by others, but they all ignored it and didn't care. They were willing to accept the loss. Isn't this the case for all sword cultivators?"

"Who would have known..."

He sighed.

The sword cultivators in the upper realm seem to be different from the Sun Sword cultivators?

"Da Ai Daoyou,"

"Whether you believe it or not, we two are indeed on the same path by coincidence."

The figure in the green escape light said seriously: "Or, you stop and explain to the senior Lianxu behind you. This matter really has nothing to do with you. If you explain it, he will naturally not embarrass you."

"Junior uncle often says that misunderstandings can be resolved by talking it out..."

"Qingyun, I fuck your ancestors!"

The figure in the white escape light cursed wildly.

Stop to explain?

Explain a fart!

Does the Lianxu swordsman behind you look like someone who can reason?

I'm afraid that if I just stopped and got closer to him, the other party would have slashed at me with a sword. What's the point of explaining?

The key is that this is a completely unprovoked disaster. It has nothing to do with me. I was entangled inexplicably. It's really unkind.