A swarm of heavy artillery bombarded the cultivators

Forty-nine colorful feathers soared in the sky, piercing deeply into the sea from time to time, shuttled and strangled, and the water droplets in many places were broken again and again.

Forty-nine colorful ribbons whistling around the golden bell wind, really like the colorful clouds and the Weaver Girl, the fairy coming to earth.

His little face was wrinkled into a knot.

"Dari Jianzi, where are you?"

"How about coming out?"

Under the sea,

Jiang Ding's whole body was transparent, and the water flowed with it. At some point, he was already more than 800 meters away from Jin Lingfeng and her colorful feather killing formation, and like the water flow, he continued to move further away.

"I told you not to call me Dairi Jianzi!"

Jiang Ding cursed secretly.

These unscrupulous bitches who give people nicknames, the more you resist, the more excited and energetic they become.

"Sword Intent seems to go well with the Little Breath Condensation Technique?"

After scolding, Jiang Ding fell into thinking.

Sword cultivators focus on condensing thousands of magic powers into one point, and have extremely strong control over the magic power. It can be said that except for the tip of the sword, there is no place where the sword energy leaks out.

The combination of the small breath gathering technique, sword intention, and the top-grade special magic weapon detection camouflage produced by Xianmen gave him a terrifying hidden ability that could hide from the consciousness of the foundation-building monks.

certainly,

She was able to avoid the search of the second-level war commander, probably because her armored command vehicle equipped with the second-level infantry spirit radar was not nearby.

"come out!"

"coward!"

The golden bell wind flew back and forth in the sky, with forty-nine colorful feathers piercing back and forth, entering the water and flying out again, but nothing was found.

More than twenty minutes later.

"Do you want……"

Most of the mana in her body was lost, and there was a look of hesitation on her face.

Maintaining the second-level killing formation at all times is not an easy task!

If it weren't for the fact that the material of her magic weapon embryo was so good, and that it had been nourished with the help of the mother's Nascent Soul from the embryonic stage, and the fit was incredibly high, she would have been able to deploy the killing array for a few minutes at most, and not a drop of her mana would be left.

"Little Wind Chime is going to lose."

In an unknown cave, with moonlight shining on the ground, a beautiful woman in a palace dress who looked like a moon palace fairy said calmly.

"This is a good thing, so that you don't always think of yourself as one of those rough outsider monks who rely on the killing array to kill at close range, just like a monkey."

"Let go, let go!"

"Just for a little while."

Jin Lingfeng gritted his teeth, temporarily reduced the power of the second-level killing array, restored it to the first-level level, and restored the mana in his body as quickly as possible.

call out!

In the endless sky, a huge blue ancient tree rises from the ground, towering into the sky, as if it is going to split the sky, shatter and destroy it, and a terrifying light shines all over the sky and the earth.

"Great Light Sword Technique"!

Invisible consciousness!

"not good!"

Jin Lingfeng's face changed color, and he hurriedly resumed building the second-level killing array. This was not difficult and only took a very short time.

Just as he activated the spell, his eyes were covered with azure blue, and a hole appeared on his smooth and white forehead. The front was bright and the back was bright. Sword energy seeped into his brain, wiping out all life.

"This is what happens to dogs with nicknames!"

More than 800 meters away, Jiang Ding emerged from the sea.

call out!

The azure flying sword returned happily and landed beside him. The metal roots and trunk branches and leaves spread out, and a two-meter-tall blue-gold tree appeared on the sea, sucking in the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and the essence of the sun in a radius of several hundred meters.

A shadow of the great sun appeared among the shadows of the trees.

"Growing taller again."

Jiang Dingruo realized something.

Sword cultivation means growing up through constant fighting. The more brutal the battle, the better. The closer the opponent's strength is, the better. As long as you don't die, your progress will be far beyond ordinary hard training.

"Jiang Ding wins."

"You won the first place in the cold weapons subject of the Xianmen 11127 College Entrance Examination."

"In thirty minutes, the practical examination of the college entrance examination will begin. Candidates please be prepared."

Jiang Ding sat cross-legged under the tree, entering into deep cultivation and recovering his greatly depleted soul.

At home, there was silence.

"The top pick?"

Lin Wanqiu was in a daze and said uncertainly.

This is the number one scholar in the Immortal Sect!

It is not a trivial matter. The future Nascent Soul monks may be born among the top students in various subjects. The probability is extremely high, tens of thousands of times higher than that of ordinary people.

With a life span of 1,200 years, he can sit and watch the life and death of countless generations of mortals.

"He is the number one scholar in the Immortal Sect!"

Lin Yong came back to his senses and sighed: "There is a real dragon in our family. Why didn't I see anything special about this boy when I was a child? He is just a shy boy."

"How not?"

Grandma thought about it for a moment.

"He has been very fond of swords since he was three or four years old. Starting from shiny plastic swords, to wooden swords, and finally to metal swords, I have never seen his sword not in hand."

"It really is!"

Mr. Lin Gang looked strange and thought about it.

Xiandu.

"That's the look."

Huang Mao Zhenjun took a screenshot and enlarged it in front of him: "Look, the eyes of this kind of sword madman are exactly the same as those of the Great Sun Sword Cultivator. You should pay attention when educating people. This kind of students are a restless factor."

"I met him on the roadside and I believe him if he said he had killed hundreds of people."

It was the moment when Jiang Ding had a realization after killing Jin Lingfeng.

"Probably not."

Zhenjun Dinghai said uncertainly: "I have read the student's information. He has always been silent, law-abiding and orderly. Yes, in all the tests, his ideological and moral character has never been lower than 130."

"How many?"

"How many did you say?"

True Lord Huang Mao spoke in a high-pitched voice.

In their time, the top students may not be able to obtain this score. It has been proved in previous wars that monks with high ideological and moral scores are very reliable comrades-in-arms.

"I can't tell the seniors about the specific results."

Zhenjun Dinghai shook his head: "But I can be sure that his ideological and moral scores are very high, he abides by laws and regulations, and he is a good kid."

"Damn it, is the program logic of the central array spirit computer messed up? This kind of coquettish swordsman..."

True Lord Huangmao kept mumbling.

…

Rongcheng, a wealthy area.

Jiang Chaoyang's face showed shock, disbelief, excitement, fear and other emotions, which appeared almost at the same time, and were more complicated than a pile of overturned condiment bottles.

"What, you regret it?"

Opposite, a lazy woman stretched her body and laughed.

Her skin tone appears darker, she is shorter, and her appearance is unremarkable.

But his aura is from the late stage of qi training, and he belongs to the absolute upper class in Rongcheng. He can easily earn wealth that ordinary people cannot earn in several lifetimes.

"Honghong, what did you say? How is it possible?"

Jiang Chaoyang forced a smile.

"Haha! No need to hide it."

Li Weihong became even more happy when he heard this: "I still don't know who you are? It can be said that you are a despicable villain, with no bottom line, filthy and the scum of the world."

"Fortunately, I only care about faces and nothing else. I can easily suppress any situation."

She came over, gently touched Jiang Chaoyang's masculine and handsome face, and showed a hint of intoxication: "I read the information of the number one scholar. Guess what? The lowest ideological and moral quality score in all previous examinations is 131."

"What does this mean?"

"It means that as long as I don't violate the laws of the Immortal Sect, he will not take the initiative to retaliate against me. It's just a moral accusation. It doesn't matter."

"Haha, what's more, he seems to hate you more than me?"

Jiang Chaoyang's face looked very ugly.