A swarm of heavy artillery bombarded the cultivators

Jiang Ding was really angry.

The monks are fighting among themselves, for the treasures of heaven and earth, and for the sake of grudges and grudges. Today you kill me, and tomorrow I kill him. They are all in chaos, and there is no justice.

As long as they don't massacre mortals, don't betray the interests of the race, and don't use humans as raw materials for cultivation.

There's nothing much to say, it's just up to you.

However, this kind of thing that destroyed the foundation of kendo and kendo really disgusted him.

This is digging at his roots!

Maybe, a swordsman genius who could inspire him in the future has died now, delaying his future cultivation time for years and decades. Who can he ask to explain this?

Only the swordsmanship will flourish!

There are many outstanding people, and only the strongest swordsman at the top can go further.

"calm……"

"calm."

Jiang Ding took a deep breath: "This kind of wasteful and fundamental behavior is a historical norm. History always shows an upward spiral. There are always bitches giving up the long-term development of kendo for their own short-term interests. It is not surprising. We must learn to get used to this kind of behavior." Bitch existence.”

"It's a pity that a swordsman genius dies, but there is nothing that can be done about it."

Jiang Ding hid his figure and followed the man in black robes in front of him for several months. Only then did he finish his work and flew towards the direction of the Great Sun Sword Sect. Then he stopped and watched the man go away.

"The Bloody Bones Master..."

Jiang Ding said to himself.

This man in black robe is none other than the core disciple of the Great Sun Sword Sect, the Blood Bone Master. His sword intention is in the direction of the blood path. Although his identity is concealed, it is useless to him.

"The master of Blood Bone is the Burning Bone Lord."

Jiang Ding recalled Lieyang Jianzi's memory: "The Burning Bone Lord is a monk in the middle stage of Yuanying. He was like this two hundred years ago. He followed the Great Sun Sect from its early days and experienced countless bloody storms. After fighting with the Beiyuan family, He has repeatedly made military exploits in the wars, killing several Nascent Soul cultivators with his own hands, and injuring countless others seriously."

"This kind of friendship between the older generation of Great Sun Sword Sect Yuanying True Lord is very good. The strongest of the Great Sun Sword Sect, True Lord Jianyang, was once saved by True Lord Burning Bones on the battlefield, and vice versa. However, the friendship forged in blood and fire is profound."

This is a given.

When the Great Sun Sword Sect was still the Great Sun Sword Sect, especially in the early days, its strength was still relatively weak. If they were not united enough with each other, they would have died long ago. There would be no Great Sun Sword Sect and the Great Sun Sword Sect that occupies most of the North Plains today.

"Later, when they were rich and powerful together, their feelings changed."

"The Great Sun Sword Sect is divided into the family sect and the master-disciple sect, and Burning Bone Lord is the leader of the family sect."

Jiang Ding used the method of teaching from ideological and moral textbooks to analyze the political situation within the Great Sun Sword Sect.

"However, there is no strict distinction between the two as in the Beiyuan family. If a Nascent Soul Lord of the Great Sun Sword Sect wants to join the family sect, he can just send his relatives and children there, and he will be accepted."

"On the contrary, if this True Lord Yuanying wants to join the master-disciple sect, he can just accept a disciple with a foreign surname."

"Whether it is the family sect or the master-disciple sect, they will not reject a sect's Nascent Soul True Lord. There is no strict line of distinction between the two. The two sects are more like two groups competing for interests within the sect. From time to time, there are also personnel Flow each other.”

“In other words, if we take action against Lord Burning Bone and the information blockade is not strict, it is very likely to provoke the revenge of dozens of Nascent Soul Lords from the entire Great Sun Sword Sect.

Apart from competition among them, there is considerable alliance and exchange of interests. "

Jiang Ding frowned.

"About strength,"

"Two hundred years ago, Lord Burning Bones was in the middle stage of Nascent Soul... Be lenient if you anticipate the enemy. In other words, you cannot ignore the possibility that the opponent has already broken through to the late stage of Nascent Soul."

"But the Great Sun Sword Sect..."

Jiang Ding thought for a while and quickly filled in the loopholes: "The inheritance of the Great Sun Sword Pavilion will naturally be suppressed when faced with me. Even if I am still in the Golden Core stage, the late Yuanying stage can be treated as the middle stage of the Yuanying stage. It should be no problem."

"The same goes for information masking."

"That's almost it. That's basically it. My bait needs to be more natural. It can't be too strong or too weak. I'll think about it again..."

…

After passing a certain distance, the man in black robe regained his true form, a stern young man with a wolf-like gaze.

"I've seen the real person of Blood and Bones!"

"I've met senior..."

Walking into the gate of the Great Sun Sword Sect deep in the mountains, the disciples and elders of the inner and outer sects who came and went saluted respectfully, including the elders of the inner sect in the Golden Core Realm.

Sword Intent Sword Cultivators are much stronger than ordinary Golden elixir cultivators.

Even if they don't have the status of core disciples of the sect, they will still do this, respecting the strong.

The Blood Bone Master had an indifferent expression and walked past calmly, without any reaction to the salutes of the monks around him.

Occasionally, when meeting Jindan Sword Cultivator who is also a core disciple, he will respond with a nod or take the initiative to salute according to the order on the sword fighting stage, with a smile on his face from time to time.

Occasionally, when meeting a kind-hearted senior brother, we would laugh and chat for a few words, and even touch the back of his head sheepishly, showing his true feelings.

These are the real brothers.

They talk about mysteries in peacetime, but trust and rely on each other on the battlefield.

Even if the battle between the master-disciple sect and the family sect within the sect becomes more and more fierce, people will die from time to time, their wings will be greatly reduced, and their interests will be damaged. For example, the elder of the inner sect in the late Jindan period killed by Master Fufeng was a subordinate of a certain core disciple. It is no coincidence that he is in charge of such a huge industry.

But for the dignity and safety of the core disciples, the fight between the two has never been touched, no matter which faction they belong to, no matter how useless and deviant this Sword Intention Sword Cultivator is.

The more ruthless Nascent Soul Lord is, the more he pays attention to this aspect.

They have come through hardships and have feelings for their true self. After nearly a thousand years of cultivation, they have not turned themselves into ruthless and desireless puppets.

Passing through one mountain after another, the Blood Bone Master finally stopped, with a look of respect and admiration on his face.

This is a thousand-foot peak.

The whole body was black and gray in color, without a trace of green. Looking upward, it was shocking to see piles of white bones and corpses all over the mountain, covering the entire mountain peak. There was a thick layer, and no original color of soil could be seen.

There are probably millions of corpses here!

For mortals, for monsters, for Qi-training monks, for foundation-building monks, for golden elixir monks, and for Nascent Soul monks!

All kinds of corpses piled up to form a mountain!

In the center of the mountain peak, there is a vein of earthly fire. Thick smoke mixed with white ash rises out. The air is filled with the smell of corpses, spreading to every corner, making people hold their breath and dare not reveal anything.

This is the place of retreat for the leader of the Great Sun Sword Sect family faction, Lord Burning Bone.

Burning Bone Mountain!

"Bloodbone disciple?"

"Come up."

From the top of the mountain, there was a hoarse, dry sound, like the final sound of two half-rotten bones rubbing against each other.

"Yes, Master!"

Master Xue Gu bowed respectfully and walked up step by step.