A swarm of heavy artillery bombarded the cultivators

Chongguang Island.

This is one of the 108 most beautiful islands in the Xianshan Islands. Two rays of divine light from heaven and earth meet here, forming a rainbow sunset glow, which is very beautiful. For cultivators who practice the light path, it is a holy place for cultivation, a rare opportunity in ten thousand years.

The nine Taoists arrived early.

They have no desire to leave their homeland. They practice in the Nine Spirit Realm of the Middle Thousand World all year round. They are very close to here and do not need to pass through another realm channel. It is very convenient to travel.

"Although the two sides met this time to discuss the Dao and establish diplomatic relations, there was no sharp edge."

"But I think they still have to fight each other. They both want to find out the bottom line and understand the other party's strength."

An Tuzi said: "In theory, our strength should be stronger than theirs. After all, our ancestors have grown a lot under the pressure of the Sun Sword Pavilion and have developed for a long time. Compared with the past, both the ancestors of the sect and the Daozi have improved a lot."

"If their strength is too weak, I suggest showing weakness."

"Now is not the best time to start a war. The strength of the sect has not reached its peak, and it has not been discovered whether the ancient god domain exists above the Hedao. There are still many risks."

He seemed very confident.

"Hahaha!"

"Maybe they think so too?"

The Daozi of the Ten Thousand Beasts Immortal Sect laughed and said: "They grew up in the core area of ​​the ancient god domain. They have different cultivation expenses since childhood. They have been cultivated by Hedao monks since childhood. They often fight with the Demon God Sect and the Ten Thousand Races Alliance who have inheritances above Hedao. In their opinion, their strength will far exceed ours."

This is the fact.

In terms of training conditions, the nine immortal sects in the Ancient God Realm far surpass the nine immortal sects in the Nine Spirit Realm. They used to be just a refining-level sect.

From a normal perspective, the strength of the Taoists in the Ancient God Realm will be much stronger.

"Right."

"They should think so."

Qingmu Daozi Ji Liuyue agreed very much: "Just like the rich and poor relatives among mortals, they should be born with a sense of condescension, and it is unlikely that they will show weakness, because they are in a strong position and occupy one of the best domains in the ancient god domain. Showing weakness is to encourage others to rebel and attack themselves."

"It's not like we are so poor with only three domains in the nine sects."

"For the strong, the best way is to show their strength, deter opponents, and obtain the greatest benefits. They should not dodge like us."

"Then we show weakness?"

Yingmo Daozi asked indifferently: "After the fight, will they be defeated after a stalemate, or after a fierce fight, or will they collapse at the first touch?"

"Fight fiercely, after all, it is the inheritance of the immortal sect. If you are too weak, people will not believe it..."

"We are fine."

Ji Liuyue was a little worried: "It's that guy..."

Everyone frowned.

Suddenly, they all looked up and looked into the distance.

A team of hundreds of monks flew from afar. The monks were strong and weak, and their auras were different, but they walked in unison, as if they were measured by a ruler. There were also military runes that appeared almost instinctively around them, even when they walked normally.

There were obviously hundreds of people, but the aura was like that of one person.

This kind of innate military formation attainment that was revealed between the present and the absent, even if it was only revealed a little, was far beyond the Taoist military formation of their sect. There was a world of difference, and it was not at the same level at all.

"Okay, that's it."

"I think it's good."

Jiang Ding flew in front of them and smiled: "Taiyou Sword Son and Guangming Sword Son of Youming Sword Cave Heaven should challenge me to a sword fight. Is it okay for me to lose at that time?"

He was friendly, as if he was meeting an old friend.

Whoosh!

Whoosh whoosh whoosh!

In an instant, eight of the nine Taoists disappeared in an instant, using the escape method to escape in all directions, and no one knew where they went.

Only Yu Qianzi, with a cold face, was left at the original place.

"..."

The smile on Jiang Ding's face froze.

After thousands of years, these bastards are still like this!

They don't trust him at all, and the prejudices in their hearts are too heavy and too many!

There is no trust between people at all. This is why this world of immortal cultivation has become so cold. It is completely corrupted by these bitches.

"Come back."

"Everyone, there is no need to hide..."

Yu Qianzi gently stroked the hilt of the sword, like a piece of ten thousand years of ice, the cold air spread between the words, freezing the surrounding space and order.

"A sword soul sword cultivator can't be interested in us."

"When there is no fierce conflict of interest, we will be safe, even safer than staying with you. Sword cultivators generally don't have too much cunning and calculation, because they are used to communicating with swords."

Compared to thousands of years ago, she has changed a lot.

Now she is like an iceberg, there is no emotion between her words, and there is no warmth that any life should have.

"Taiyin lineage,"

"No, it's the pure yin lineage..."

Jiang Ding looked at the Taiyin female cultivator in front of him with interest: "How many times have you been possessed by demons in the past few thousand years? You are not dead yet, not bad, maybe you will become a cultivator with good strength."

The pure yang lineage and the pure yin lineage both have serious flaws.

The pure yang lineage is crazy and often possessed by demons. The road is extremely dangerous. The pure yin lineage is not much better. It is very easy to fall into the state of forgetfulness, losing humanity, and losing oneself. Many horrific crimes in the world of immortal cultivation are often committed by pure yin cultivators. They don't have normal emotions at all.

"Jiang Dingzi,"

"You just got the help of the devil of the first generation Great Sun Sword Master."

Yu Qianzi did not react to Jiang Ding's words, and said lightly: "One day, I will solve the defects of the Taiyin lineage, open up a path on my own, and achieve my sword path."

"The Taiyin is not weaker than the sun."

"Then I wish you success."

Jiang Ding nodded without laughing.

The probability of success of this matter is extremely small.

There is only one genius like the first generation Great Sun Sword Master who is destined to be remembered for eternity in tens of millions of years. It is not that you can make it with pure Yin ideas. The difference between ideas and finished products is a world of difference.

The first generation Great Sun Sword Master is a pioneer.

His greatness is comparable to the ancestor of the Great Yin Yang Sword Realm who opened up the Yin Yang Sword Way. No, for the sword cultivators of the Great Sun Sword Pavilion, it far exceeds the ancestor of the Great Yin Yang Sword Realm who opened up the Yin Yang Sword Way!

In the distance, after An Tuzi and others confirmed their safety, they returned without any strangeness on their faces.

"Since Fellow Daoist Jiang agrees, that's great."

Daozi Tianji bowed and said, "You can fight with Taiyou Sword Master and Guangming Sword Master of Youming Sword Cave Heaven for a longer time. It would be best if you narrowly lose in the end."

"We can't let them underestimate us too much. We still need someone to take the lead, so as not to misjudge our strength and start a war rashly."

"Fellow Daoist Xuanwu has the same plan, because the Heavenly God Palace is really aggressive."