A swarm of heavy artillery bombarded the cultivators

The sword light of the sun came in front of him.

Jiang Ding stared at the past.

A thumb-sized soul was suppressed under the sword. It had the appearance of Tian Kuang Taoist. His eyelids were closed and he was asleep. He instinctively held an almost broken golden elixir in his arms.

"Congratulations to fellow Taoist destroyer, Daoist Tian Kuang of the Six Paths Sect, killed in formation!"

The white-browed elders and Zhou Yan congratulated.

"Your Excellency is worthy of being a disciple of the Great Sun Sect."

Mu Tianxue's eyes flashed: "I heard that your sect is open to all rivers and has great tolerance. It is not like other families in Beiyuan who recruit disciples based on their surnames and origins..."

The white-browed old cultivators and Zhou Yan also had excited expressions in their eyes.

"I'm not from the Great Sun Sect."

Jiang Ding had extremely obvious disgust on his face, and he was very unhappy and interrupted her.

"this……"

Mu Tianxue and the others were startled.

If this is a cover-up, why can't it be covered up with disgust?

Did you guess wrong?

Not a member of the Dainichi Sect, or even an enemy of the Dainichi Sect?

Thinking of this,

The three of them couldn't help but feel uneasy.

"Fellow Taoist, the magic weapon and storage bag left by this thief..."

The old cultivator with white eyebrows and Mu Tianxue looked at each other and cupped their hands: "Leave it to fellow Taoist. This is the place where fellow Taoist will kill you. It's just right."

Zhou Yan's heart ached, but she didn't refute.

"No need."

Jiang Ding did not accept their kindness and transformed into a majestic and hot sword light and flew to the sky.

"The results of the battlefield here were mainly obtained by the three of them, so naturally they should handle it themselves."

"Just let it go."

The sword shadow gradually moved away until it disappeared.

"To destroy fellow Taoists, you need to practice true swordsmanship."

The white-browed old cultivator praised and looked at Mu Tianxue opposite.

The atmosphere became tense unconsciously.

The enemy is gone, and now the situation is different.

Although I have the Qingling Dao Deed in hand, this is not absolutely safe.

"That's it."

Mu Tianxue had no expression on his face, and he and the white-browed old cultivator each divided up the magic weapon and storage bag left by Taoist Tian Kuang, and disappeared in a flash of blood.

All the enemies of Chu at home and abroad are gone.

With just a little bit of manipulation, she can transform the Yu family into blood to destroy hundreds of ghosts, poison the two veins, annex the entire Chu country, and gather the power of a country to serve her. It may not be impossible to further her cultivation.

She is only over 240 years old and has a bright future ahead of her.

The old cultivator with white eyebrows watched the two sides go away, leaving only the host side of the Yue country.

for a long time,

Let out a long sigh.

"Senior brother, now that the sect has regained its consciousness, and has signed the Qingling Dao Contract with Mu Tianxue, there are no worries about foreign enemies, but what else is there to worry about?"

Zhou Yan said with relief.

"Junior brother, why do you need to comfort me?"

The old cultivator with white eyebrows gave a wry smile: "Six Dao Sect has lost a late-stage Jindan here, and it is not known whether they will let it go.

If you don’t want to, it’s a good thing that many late-stage golden elixirs are coming. You can meet them early and you can still escape with your life. If the old monster Yuanying comes in person..."

"No way?"

"How could the old monster Yuanying be interested in this remote place, and how could he come all the way to deal with ants like me?"

Zhou Yan's expression changed drastically.

"Who knows?"

"Perhaps the old monster Yuanying is on his way?"

The old cultivator with white eyebrows sighed.

"Let's wait a hundred or two hundred years before confirming."

"It is a great thing for the sect to be revived again, but there is no need to summon the disciples who are far away. Unfortunately, my disciple died at the hands of hundreds of ghosts. The sect has no successors to worry about, so we should make plans early. That's..."

…

The teleportation array vibrated and roared.

In the flash of white light, a young man in green clothes disappeared.

After more than ten times of teleportation, he concealed his figure and carefully flew out of the underground cave. With a sweep of his consciousness, he saw that it was the junction of the vast mountains and forests and the sky full of yellow sand and Gobi.

After a little recognition, the invisible light escaped very quickly, and after a few quarters of an hour, it arrived at the old site of Tushan Demon City.

Below, the palace walls collapsed, many stone houses were melted down, and the ground was pitch black, burned by the fire for a long time.

The center, where the Demon Palace was originally, has turned into a piece of solidified magma, with no trace left.

However, it is not desolate.

Just a few months have passed, and a large number of birds, beasts and monsters have gathered here, including many of the rank of monster generals. Even the cave-shaped shop of the Lingbao Chamber of Commerce is still in business.

A scene of gradual prosperity.

This is the place where the third-level high-grade spiritual veins are located!

If you practice here, your cultivation speed will increase several times, and you will have more chances to break through and become a great demon than in other places. In the past, it was occupied by the three-tailed demon fox clan and the five-color peacock clan.

Now that there is suddenly no owner, which demon cultivator would not be tempted?

More than a month ago, a bloody battle broke out, and no one on all sides could do anything to the other. This resulted in a situation where seven or eight demon generals each occupied a cave to practice.

Jiang Ding hid his figure, and his weak sword intention and spiritual consciousness swept towards the city bit by bit.

In the west of the city, a slaughterhouse was built to slaughter livestock and humans for the many demon generals gathered here to satisfy their appetites while practicing.

There is thousands of years of tradition in this area.

"good."

Jiang Ding's face was expressionless.

"There must be many captive human races outside the demon city. With the number of people, the foundation of everything is there, not rootless duckweeds."

…

Lingbao Chamber of Commerce.

In a cave-like shop.

"The shopkeeper's."

The bearded Zhuji looked in the direction of the original Demon Palace, feeling itchy: "This is the third-order high-grade spiritual vein! Among my merchants, only a few clan elders in the Golden Core Realm can enjoy it, but now it is used by seven or eight demon generals. occupied."

"Are you willing to do so?"

"If we don't claim to occupy this whole place, why should we seize half of the cave and distribute it to the brothers?"

His voice was not very pleasant, but it had a strong tone of bewitchment. The five or six Foundation Establishment monks around him became hot in their hearts and their minds were aroused.

Third-level high-grade spiritual veins!

This is something that can only be enjoyed by the strong ones among Jindan Zhenren, and it can be regarded as the foundation of a group.

Practicing on it, without any magic elixir, can easily increase their cultivation speed by more than several times.

If you can occupy it for ten years, it will be easy to break through the small realm.

"Don't go!"

The middle-aged Confucian scholar said solemnly: "Third-level high-grade spiritual veins, is this something that a few of us foundation-building monks can get their hands on?

This empty situation will not last forever. After the melee between the surrounding sects is over, Jin Dan will definitely come to receive his spoils. "

"Just imagine, what would this senior do if he saw a few juniors occupying his lair?"

"how?"

The surrounding Jiji shuddered as they imagined this scene.

"We are the descendants of the Lingbao Shang family, so it may not be like this..."

The bearded man was reluctant to build the foundation.

The people around Zhuji shook their heads.

Although the Shang family is strong, they will not send golden elixirs all the way for a few foundation-building monks.

If any junior who was wronged was called out like this, there would be no time for Jindan to practice.

Instead, he became the busy slave of the juniors.

How can this be?

Anyone who dares to really think so must be prepared to die without a burial place. It's not just a few words of clan uncle and everything will be fine.

Keng!

A clear sound of sword sounds appeared in the city.

Then there were curses, roars, explosions of spells, and the sharp sounds of weapons clashing, one after another.

After one breath,

It was the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground, and everything calmed down.

"No way..."

The bearded Zhuji swallowed a mouthful of saliva, a chill running down his spine.

The foundation builders of Lingbao Chamber of Commerce quickly flew out of the shop.

But I saw, in the sky,

A young man in green clothes silently watched everything in the city.

There were hundreds of corpses of demon generals and little demons spread out around them, and the strong smell of blood spread outwards, restoring the city's previous tranquility.