A swarm of heavy artillery bombarded the cultivators

Under the thunder sword of Zhen Gua,

More than a hundred Jindan monks on the Eighteenth Cavalry of the Blood Cloud vomited blood and collapsed.

There was blood and light, and the sacrifices and formation flags that were more than a hundred years old fell everywhere. The aura no longer existed, and then the blood cloud dissipated, leaving only more than a hundred golden elixir monks with weakened aura.

Master Baimei waited while holding his breath, once again glad that he had not lost his mind due to greed.

"Return to the team immediately."

Jiang Ding said calmly, turned and left.

With one strike of the sword, the shields of these golden elixir monks were shattered, revealing the characteristics of their souls and mana. He scanned them and immediately determined which position was suitable for the Bagua Forbidden Breaking Formation.

The spiritual consciousness divided into more than a hundred strands, demarcating the corner of the formation for an Eighteen Blood Cloud Cavalry monk.

"As you command!"

"grown ups!"

Xue Liuyun ignored the blood at the corner of his mouth and most of the broken meridians in his body. He struggled to stand up and knelt down on one knee to salute respectfully.

The surrounding blood spears turned the black building into a black building. The bodies of the Iron Bone King Kong and other monks were trembling. They struggled to get up, knelt down and said yes, not daring to look at the bloody cloud again, waiting for his order.

Everyone knew that the patience of the person in front of him was reaching its limit, and there would be no further delay, no matter what the reason.

Death is the answer.

One by one, the Eighteen Blood Cloud Cavalry monks staggered towards the Bagua Breaking Forbidden Formation, with blood flowing from the corners of their mouths from time to time. They ignored it and flew to the corner of their own formation with all their might.

Then he breathed a sigh of relief, took out the healing elixir, closed his eyes slightly and adjusted his breathing.

This group of well-trained Jindan monks joined the formation and immediately had an immediate effect on the Bagua Forbidden Breaking Formation.

Jiang Ding closed his eyes slightly.

The operation efficiency of the Bagua Forbidden Breaking Formation has increased by more than 30%. This is because they are not very proficient in the Bagua Forbidden Breaking Formation for the first time.

There are even three outstanding formation nodes.

One, the Qian position, is held by Yin Dao, the Saint of Six Paths.

The formation pattern flows through him, and some turbulence is quickly sorted out, and the difficulty of control is greatly reduced.

Then the blood clouds and blood guns in the ridge formed the black building. These two people sorted out the entire ridge in an orderly manner. Occasionally, the formation operation went wrong, and they were able to find out and fill in the gaps.

The last one is Hei Louxi from the Xun position.

She is also very talented in the manipulation of formations. When the dark wings flap behind her, the Sunda wind is generated by itself, and can even in turn strengthen the power of the Sunda formations. She has a special bloodline talent in this regard.

"Fourth level middle grade..."

Jiang Ding said to himself.

With these few people, plus more than 300 Jindan monks, it is not too difficult to form a fourth-level mid-level formation.

Of course, the shortcomings are also very obvious.

These people have different aspirations, so naturally everything is fine now.

But if something unexpected happens during the destruction of the Xu Sect's Patriarch's Palace, and he is put in danger, more than half of the people may be hurt.

In this regard, Jiang Ding is aware of his own shortcomings.

His ability to command and empathize are somewhat inferior.

He can only use violence to subjugate practitioners and motivate them with profit, but he cannot empathize with them emotionally and establish an intimate relationship with them.

Interests are naturally important.

But Jindan monks are also human beings. They also have emotional needs and are also eager to follow a leader who can be sympathetic, or at least seems to be sympathetic and trustworthy, which is the so-called emotional intelligence.

Interests and feelings are both equally important.

If Chang Xue Liuyun has his kind of martial arts, he should be able to win the hearts of most monks, except for his mortal enemy the Six Paths Saint Son, and make them sincerely support him, forming a tight-knit group that far exceeds his own.

The premise is that he has.

"Fellow Taoists,"

"You immediately rush to the Luoxu Sect's Patriarch's Palace using the Bagua Breaking Forbidden Formation, and practice the formations along the way. If there are disagreements about the decision, act with the decision that the eight heads of the tribe agree with the most."

"Those who avenge private enemies will die."

Jiang Ding said calmly, stepping forward and flying into the distance.

"Yes, Lord Tushan!"

The Saint Son of Six Paths, Xue Liuyun, Hei Lou Xi and other tribe leaders respectfully obeyed the order and watched him disappear into the distance.

After a long time, everyone stood up and looked at each other. You could see hatred and murderous intent in many people's eyes.

The Holy Son of Six Paths looked at Han Lin.

Xue Liuyun looked at Hei Louxi and other Hei clan affiliated Jindan.

Master Baimei looked at Hei Louxi, the enemies who had destroyed his Seven Feather Sect.

And so on, the relationship is a mess.

If there was no external force to suppress them, these people would start fighting in an instant, with blood and killing blooming, and they would not stop fighting.

"Get into formation."

After looking at each other for a long time, Xue Liuyun sighed softly and controlled the Kanbu Bagua Formation, becoming familiar with the formation bit by bit, as well as new subordinates.

Then he asked them in a gentle and polite voice about their origins, names, long-standing admiration, etc. The atmosphere in Kanbu slowly softened and was no longer so alienated.

The Six Paths Saint Son and others also withdrew their gaze and continued to practice the Bagua formation under their command.

As the Holy Son of Demonic Dao, he also has a good way of interacting with people. He is bold and generous in front of valuable people, without any airs, and he makes a good joke from time to time.

Soon, the cadres began to appear happy and laughing on the surface.

…

Jiang Dingfei glanced at the one-eyed cicada and the golden elixir monks in the sword mark in the sky, and stopped paying attention.

Anyone who crosses the thunder pool can be directly ordered to be killed.

If you don't comply, he will handle it personally and order will not be disordered.

"These treacherous fellows."

Jiang Ding felt a little envious when he saw people like the Holy Son of Six Paths quickly taking control of the newly formed ministries without resorting to threats of violence to suppress them.

These people are all like social butterflies.

Of course, despite this, he does not feel the need to change himself, suppress his nature, concentrate on learning interpersonal communication, and become a popular communicator.

The Immortal Sect doesn’t need to be like this.

Your comrades will automatically cooperate and will not look down on you just because you are stupid and will not give you any embarrassment caused by unspoken rules and explicit rules.

In this other world, let’s do whatever we want.

After traveling a distance of more than a thousand kilometers, Jiang Ding stopped in front of a long-collapsed attic covered with dust, and placed his hand on the hilt of his sword.

"Fellow,"

"Do you want to die or live?"

Jiang Ding asked calmly.

After a while,

Accompanied by the sound of the rolling soil and the sound of broken rubble, a young man with a lion's nose and a wide mouth, a flaming blond hair pushed away the soil and emerged from the ground. His robes were dirty, his face was gray, and he was no longer as high-spirited as before.

"how did you find me?"

Lieyang Jianzi said in disbelief.

He chose this place carefully. No monk had ever been here before. He also affixed a Nascent Soul-level hidden life-saving talisman to himself. Logically speaking, it should be difficult for Golden Core monks to find it.

"Answer, immediately."

"live!"

"I want to live!"

Lieyang Jianzi put aside his doubts and said quickly: "What do you want me to do for you? As long as you are not as good as Long Yang, and as long as you don't let me betray the sect, everything else is easy, and I can be your thug. "

Unlike the Holy Son of Six Paths who was uneasy and afraid that he would die next moment, he believed more in the promise of the person in front of him.

For no reason, the trust between sword cultivators.