A swarm of heavy artillery bombarded the cultivators

This battle of Daozi that affected the hearts of dozens of Hedao Gods and affected the entire ancient God Realm world community gradually came to a conclusion under the gaze of everyone.

The gray chaotic dragon breath flickered for a moment and then suddenly collapsed.

The destructive star that swallowed all the sun's light also flickered several times. The entire star collapsed and collapsed, leaving only a blue-gold flying sword with a dim spiritual light that retreated back and fell into the hands of a shaky young man in green.

The moment the Taiqing flying sword fell into his hand,

Bang!

Jiang Ding's body, from his arms down, experienced a series of explosions, and his entire body exploded into a ball of blood mist, leaving only a blue-gold skeleton, firmly grasping his own natal flying sword without any hesitation.

The opponent has more than ten times the power of himself!

Even if the swordsmanship of the sword spirit realm, the materialistic sun sword soul, and the quasi-seventh-level formation master gave him the qualification to dance on the tip of the knife, there are also limits.

In this sword, his body was affected by a trace of the aftermath of the Chaos Breath. Just a trace, all the flesh and blood on his body instantly turned into blood mist, unable to block it at all.

"Alas!"

"I am still not strong enough."

"You need to hone your skills, don't be proud and complacent..."

Jiang Ding didn't care too much about his injuries. The light in his dark eyes flashed for a moment, and he looked at his opponents on the other side.

In the star map of the True Formation of the Hell of the Universe, the only 24 remaining Daozi Saints of the Ancient God Realm were frozen.

They burned their souls, burned their flesh and blood, burned everything, and even gave birth to the prototype of the Dharma. With all they had in their lives, they formed a formation and blasted out the strongest attack of their lives.

However, the result was...

"No!"

"How can there be such a creature in the world?"

You Daozi was left with only the last bit of strength, crying.

"This Saint is unwilling. This should not be the end of this Saint. This Saint will definitely become an existence above the Hedao in the future..."

The Saint of the Weaving Sky Spider roared.

He controls the rules of fate and can see some of the past in the future. He sees that the Weaving Sky Spider Clan has successfully inherited the ancient divine way. In the future, it is expected to exist in the prototype of the Hedao, completely get rid of the shackles of the ancient gods, be completely free, and restore the glory of the race hegemony before the ancient gods.

That is the glorious era of trampling all human beings underfoot and truly owning the realm!

"Father, save me, kill this damn human ant quickly..."

The son of the Nether Black Sky Crane Clan cried weakly.

In comparison, the sons of the naturally noble blood demon clan seem to be weaker and unable to accept the reality. They are born strong and do lack some upward tempering.

However, these differences do not have much meaning at this moment.

Clang!

Jiang Ding drew his sword.

The Taiqing Flying Sword has dimmed too much at this time.

At this time, a sword was slashed out, and the six orders of the sun surrounded it. With the sword spirit realm swordsmanship, it cut an extremely beautiful arc along the path of the rules, showing the strongest swordsmanship in this realm.

"Stop! Ant!"

"How dare you!"

"If you kill my son, I will make you wish you were dead, and fight to the death with your Dongji Demon Sect..."

At this moment, countless Hedao gods showed murderous eyes, and countless demon gods of the Ten Thousand Races Alliance threatened with fierce voices, with murderous intent that made the entire starry sky as cold as a prison.

These demon gods were quite straightforward, barbaric and crude, and threatened directly and violently.

"Bastard!"

"Lowly slave!"

The most furious among them was the Hedao God Lord Hetian of the Netherworld Black Sky Crane Clan, one of the seven dominant races of the Ten Thousand Races Alliance. He said sternly: "If you dare to kill my son, I will make hundreds of millions of Dongji Demon Sect disciples pay with their lives. I will definitely cut you into pieces, torture your soul for hundreds of millions of years, and never reincarnate!"

"My friend, I have a supreme treasure of Yang attribute here..."

One Hedao God Lord took a different approach, luring with extremely precious natural treasures and sincerely negotiating conditions.

"Our clan is willing to form an alliance with Dongji Demon Sect and share wealth..."

Another Hedao God Lord tempted with the general situation.

There are many conditions and interferences. No one thinks that the so-called sacred sword fight is something that needs to be respected. They are all using all their strength to hinder it.

All these,

For a sun sword cultivator, what is it?

It is a sword light.

A more beautiful and faster sword light.

The sword light transformed by the Taiqing Flying Sword drew a graceful arc and passed through the necks of the Ancient God Realm Refining Void Tianjiao who were already seriously injured and unable to maintain the formation.

In an instant, the head fell to the ground with a gurgle, and blood sprayed several feet high, drawing a series of memorable pictures in the starry sky.

Among them, there were Daozi and Shengzi, who tried to escape, burned everything, and played all kinds of trump cards, or hid, or space escape, or transformed and disguised as dust-like existence.

However, this was meaningless.

They lost the formation and were seriously injured. They were nothing but grass to the Taiqing Flying Sword, and they were swept away.

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With one sword,

Twenty-three of the Ancient God Realm Daozi were killed!

These famous Tianjiao, Daozi, and Shengzi of the Ancient God Realm were regarded by countless cultivators as peerless Tianjiao and the rulers of the future realm. But now they died without any glories, just like ants.

Clang!

Clang!

The Taiqing flying sword returned with a cheerful sword sound, and the sword sound of the Great Dao spread in all directions, making people realize the truth.

Skull-like Jiang Ding slightly closed his eyes, carefully feeling the beauty and joy of this moment, and many inspirations and thoughts appeared in his sea of ​​consciousness. Many swordsmanships instantly had many ideas. The swordsmanship of the Sword Spirit Realm moved towards the middle stage, and quickly entered the middle stage, and was about to break through the late stage.

After settling down, there was no problem in breaking through the sixth realm of the Sword Path and the late stage of the Sword Spirit Realm.

There is also the materialistic sun sword soul.

After a life-and-death battle with the law cultivator, the sword cultivator's sword heart became more determined, and the idealistic sword soul also made some breakthroughs, and once again approached the sword soul of the sword son of the upper realm fairy sect.

Of course, at the same time, there were some not-so-harmonious abuses and threats.

"Okay, okay!"

"A mustard ant, dare to kill the descendants of this god in front of this god..."

"In this life, you ant better not go out a step, otherwise, this god will definitely kill you with my own hands..."

These are the Hedao gods of the Ten Thousand Races Alliance.

After confirming that it was useless, the human race's Hedao God Lord would not make so many verbal threats. They would only take action, not shout anything.

This kind of verbal threat has no effect except venting the anger in their hearts, and it also has the negative effect of alerting the enemy.

Jiang Ding slowly opened his eyes and looked at the many Hedao God Lords of the Ten Thousand Races who shouted at him outside the Cangtian Pavilion.

He showed a kind smile.

"Senior Heitian of the Netherworld Black Sky Crane,"

Jiang Ding looked at the most conspicuous black magic crane and said sincerely: "Senior is so enthusiastic, I will remember it."

"At the latest five hundred years, I will come to your clan and carefully check every Netherworld Black Sky Crane to see if they have violated the laws of the immortal gate and have eaten humans."

"If so, I will mercifully grant him death."

"If your entire clan is like this, then your entire clan can also gather together, which can also be regarded as a reunion with the Black Sky Crane Saint Daoist Fellow, so it couldn't be better..."

He said with compassion.

"Hehe!"

The Dark Sky God of the Dark Sky Crane clan sneered.