A swarm of heavy artillery bombarded the cultivators

Not long after Jiang Ding flew out of Silver Sky Island, two escaping lights flew out together.

A ray of light is as ethereal as starlight, and it seems to be receiving the power of the stars in the sky at all times. The skill can naturally connect to the stars of heaven and earth and wander among the stars.

Another escaping light, the cycle of lunar and sun, endless alternation, endless life.

These two people were Jin Lingfeng and An Siyan.

Jin Lingfeng practices the "Beidou Sutra of All Heavens", one of the Nine Classics of the Immortal Sect, and An Siyan practices the "Taiyin and Sun Sutra", both of which are among the top techniques in this realm.

If you can successfully study, you can greatly raise the lower limit of monks and have a bright future.

"Hi, long time no see. How have you been practicing lately?"

Jiang Ding greeted.

A few years ago, these two people had stabilized the realm of the early golden elixir stage and officially started practicing in the golden elixir stage. The same goes for classes. Basically, the three of them can see each other once a year.

"Okay."

An Siyan rolled up his hair and adjusted his glasses: "After all, it is the foundation of the top-quality golden elixir. It is very smooth to practice. It is much faster than others, and there should be fewer bottlenecks."

"Have you forgotten? We two are golden elixir geniuses!"

Jin Lingfeng said proudly.

"Jiang Ding, be careful. If you practice so slowly again, maybe I will advance to the middle stage of Jindan before you do."

She has obtained a top-quality golden elixir, which is a long way ahead of the same level. She is expected to have a Nascent Soul in the future. This is her greatest achievement so far. Even Lord Yue Ling has praised her many times.

"What a great genius from the Golden Pill Patriarch."

Jiang Ding did not hesitate to praise.

"Ha ha……"

An Siyan and Jin Lingfeng laughed loudly.

"gone."

Jiang Ding's thoughts moved.

Waves of sword energy were generated around the three people, and then with the sound of swords, the space was torn apart, and the surrounding images turned into threads, passing quickly.

After a few flashes, there were giant trees all around, and a stone platform in the center, which was the Chinese language classroom for Qingfeng University's doctoral students.

"who?"

On the stone platform, Dinghai Zhenjun Zhang Zhen was horrified. He instinctively took out a ruler infant treasure and tried to smash it towards it, destroying the space. The terrifying pressure of the Nascent Soul spread out from the legal domain, solidifying the surrounding area and freezing the soul.

An Siyan and An Siyan froze, instinctively terrified.

Keng!

Immediately, the sound of the sword rang out, dispelling the surrounding pressure and law.

"Jiang Ding! It's your boy!"

"Why didn't you tell me in advance? It scared me to death!"

Zhenjun Dinghai cursed.

"I thought some unknown Nascent Soul Master from outside the world had sneaked in here and almost activated Qingfeng University's defensive formation."

"...Teacher, I will pay attention next time."

Jiang Ding said embarrassedly.

As his "Magnetic Space Flash" has become more and more advanced and has reached perfection, he has recently begun to use the method of tearing space to rush, which can save a few minutes in calculations.

Don't just look at it for a few minutes. If it accumulates over the years and months, it may add up to more than ten years of life.

"Teacher Zhang,"

An Siyan asked curiously: "Jiang Ding also appeared like this last time. Why didn't you react at that time?"

"It seems to be the same..."

True Lord Dinghai also hesitated.

The reaction I just made seemed to be instinctive, and I did it without much thinking.

He looked at Jiang Ding carefully, and scanned him up and down with his spiritual consciousness without looking away for a long time.

Jiang Ding felt a little uncomfortable.

He wanted to draw his sword and kill someone, or flee quickly, but his fighting instinct was urging him to react and not lose the opportunity.

"You're a little different, kid."

"Yes, that's it."

After a moment, Zhenjun Dinghai said in a very affirmative tone: "My soul was warning me just now. I have served in the Tiangang Orbital Force for hundreds of years. I have fought against Nascent Soul Sword Cultivators many times, and I have beaten them to death and been beaten by them." I killed many comrades."

"The feeling just now is very similar. I want to connect to the space mothership to kill a Nascent Soul sword cultivator who is close to me, or to open a dangerous distance as soon as possible."

"Teacher, you are worrying too much."

Jiang Ding smiled.

In my heart, I was secretly frightened.

For this kind of top-notch Nascent Soul late-stage monks with rich combat experience, even if they are not malicious, they can still be quickly detected as soon as they get close, and the concealment spell has little effect.

It is better to hide it and not show it.

It's still very weak now.

"maybe."

"Xianmen monks are very nervous and sensitive to the approach of sword cultivators of the same level."

Zhenjun Dinghai thought for a moment and shook his head slightly: "I have remembered the fluctuations you used to tear apart the space, and I will not react like this in the future."

Jiang Ding breathed a sigh of relief.

After waiting for a while, other classmates arrived one after another.

For decades, this place has maintained a ratio of a small number of Foundation Establishment monks and a majority of Golden elixir monks. The Golden elixir monks graduated and left and entered the society, and new Foundation Establishment doctoral students joined in.

Unknowingly, in the eyes of many people, Jiang Ding and the other three are also seniors.

Boom!

As the class bell rang, Zhenjun Dinghai slowly spoke: "Today, we are going to talk about the general outline of the Wanhua Magnetism Sutra. What is the general outline? It takes over the top and bottom, and leads one realm..."

Jiang Ding listened carefully to the teacher's lecture.

To this day, he is still in awe of Zhenjun Dinghai's profound knowledge, ever since he entered Qingfeng University at the age of sixteen.

Today, it is still the case.

This is one of the most outstanding Nascent Soul cultivators among the overlord-level forces in the realm. The Seed of God Transformation is unmatched by others of the same level.

Over the years, he has never encountered a bottleneck except that he really has no skills. The factor of Taiqing Flying Sword accounts for 80%, and the teachings of teachers such as Zhenjun Dinghai account for 20% or even more.

After all, no matter how good or high the talent is, if you can't even use it, it will be in vain. No one can become an immortal by lying down and not learning anything.

During the break, Jiang Ding glanced at the classroom. Many students were listening carefully.

There is no Fish Thousand Sons.

This guy has been in seclusion for six years, maybe he will continue to be in seclusion for another sixty years, maybe even sixty years.

Taiyin Jianzi is surprisingly firm in this regard.

"very good."

Jiang Ding muttered to himself.

Several months passed by in a flash.

Accompanied by the ringing of the bell, various escaping lights flew in all directions.

"Let's go find Yu Qianzi and beat her up."

Jiang Ding said hello, took An Siyan and the two of them tore apart the space and left.

After a few flashes, it suddenly went dark.

The sky goes from day to night, the moonlight shines down, and the night is hazy.

in the night sky,

A Guanghan Immortal Palace was shrouded in white mist and clouds, blooming with misty clear light in all directions, and the breeze blowing over was slightly cool.

This is the fifth-level void treasure!

It integrates offense and defense, and comes with teleportation. A monk who transforms into gods can escape even if he attacks it personally. It is a supreme treasure that can be used to protect one's life while traveling at home. The monks who transform into gods will be jealous of it when they see it.

"The Qingmu Immortal Sect's Taiyin Sword is so rich that it's amazing..."

Jin Lingfeng sighed.

This is her first time here.

Yu Qianzi usually looks ordinary, gentle, polite, and tolerant towards others.

But this is rarely seen in front of the swordsman of the same level, or the Yuanying True Monarch, and in front of ordinary lower-level and same-level people, who have a strong sense of hierarchy.

Indifferent, calm.

Like the fairy in the moon palace, she is not close to the human world.

Keng!

Without saying a word, Jiang Ding drew his sword. The sound of Qingyue's sword echoed in all directions, shattering the sword's will and spreading its pressure.

"My name is Mie, please enlighten me."

This is the sword fighting etiquette for swordsmen of the same level recorded in the Dainichi Sword Sutra.

This kind of behavior is of no importance to Fa Xiu or himself. Even if he shouts his throat, he will ignore it and even sneer.

However, for monks who receive traditional swordsmanship education, this must be a challenge!

Otherwise, if you give in, Invincible Sword Heart will be damaged, which is more terrible than failure.

This is a matter of whether you believe it or not.

a long time.

"mean!"

"Shameless!"

The sound of gnashing teeth came from the Guanghan Palace: "You are not allowed to use foreign objects! That is not a scabbard at all, it is a machine creation, you are not allowed to use it!"