A swarm of heavy artillery bombarded the cultivators

"This Sword Intent Soul Fruit belongs to me!"

"Master, if you use me as a scapegoat, just use this thing as compensation!"

The eyes of the Blood Bone Master were filled with scorching flames.

He tried his best to stay calm and not show any abnormality. With slightly trembling hands, he picked up the Blood Sun Sword Fruit from the ashes and put it into the storage bag.

Immediately, he looked as usual, wasting no time in cleaning up the place, and flew towards the grassland in the distance.

In just a few quarters of an hour, Master Xue Gu came to an unremarkable grassland stream, lifted up a stone slab of withered grass, and revealed a quiet room below.

Go into it,

A teleportation array appeared in front of him.

Obviously, no immortal cultivator is a fool, they are all prepared.

"Master, when I become a true king, you and I will meet again."

The Blood Bone Master made up his mind and disappeared in the white light of the teleportation array.

…

at the same time,

The Great Sun Sword Sect was amidst the billowing smoke of millions of corpses.

Lord Burning Bone suddenly opened his eyes.

"Gone?"

"Dead, or what?"

Lord Burning Bones looked towards the sea of ​​consciousness.

Among them, the spiritual light of a blood-bone sword-shaped mark was much dimmed, which meant that it was at least a hundred thousand miles away from him.

Lord Burning Bone felt a little uneasy in his heart.

This is no ordinary disciple.

It is related to a large number of sword seedlings, a large amount of wealth, and the discovery of the foundation of the Great Sun Sword Sect.

Although Nascent Soul True Lord has many benefits, if he is really exposed, no one will speak for him.

Although True Lord Jianyang is unlikely to kill a True Lord Nascent Soul within the sect, others will not stand idly by.

However, there is still a slight possibility.

Once the facts are established, they will strike first, kill them, and then present a large amount of conclusive evidence. Although the Nascent Souls in the sect are still dissatisfied, it is wishful thinking to want others to avenge themselves.

At most, it is nothing more than causing a lot of trouble for True Lord Jianyang and expressing dissatisfaction.

"Jianyang hasn't come out of seclusion yet."

"Not that much."

Lord Burning Bone thought for a long time, shook his head, muttered something in his mouth, and activated the magic weapon. Suddenly, scenes appeared in front of his eyes.

The fight between Master Fufeng and the inner sect elders of the sect, the tense situation between the underground auction and Master Fufeng, the transactions, and the scenes of patrolling sword seedlings in various places...

It was impressively what the Blood Bone Master had experienced during this period of time.

The Burning Bone Lord was meticulous in everything he did, and his consciousness was moving quickly, looking at each scene scene by scene, until the scene in the picture came to the desolate grassland, where a gray-robed young man was meditating in a third-level high-grade concealment formation. .

He looked stunned.

"this……"

"Xueyang!"

Lord Burning Bone stood up suddenly, with an indescribable surprise: "Xueyang! This is Bloodyang, Bloodyang Sword Intent!"

"In the sect, Yang is respected."

"Lieyang, Jianyang, are they both at the top of the same level, with profound potential, surpassing all others."

"Compared with such a sword intention, any sword intention of blood and bone, any sword intention of burning bones, and any sword intention of virtual flames are all bullshit! Under the sword intention of the yang attribute, you are not even worthy of carrying your shoes!"

"Hahaha……"

"Ha ha……"

Lord Burning Bone couldn't help but burst out laughing, dancing and unable to restrain himself: "Blood Bone, you are really my good disciple!"

"If you are promoted to the Nascent Soul, I might just hold my nose and admit it. Even if I kill your physical body, I can't stop the Nascent Soul from escaping."

"Not to mention Yang Sword Intention's status in the sect, it's hard to say whether I can still pursue you or not. All past events have been wiped out."

"Sword cultivator always only recognizes the victory or defeat and the result, and never asks how it was achieved."

"You are such a good disciple! Blood and Bones!"

Lord Burning Bones laughed maniacally, without any resentment or surprise.

If he were someone's disciple, he would have grabbed the Bloody Yang Sword Intent in front of him. There would be no hesitation at all, not even a breath of hesitation.

The relationship between master and disciple?

This is bullshit!

boom!

A terrifying black and gray escaping light burst through the space with murderous intent and disappeared.

…

Nascent Soul True Monarch tore apart space and rushed on his way very fast. After some time, accompanied by the sound of space tearing, a dry and thin old man appeared in this desolate grassland.

The strong wind brought by the fragmentation of space tore the surrounding grasslands apart, and the third-level high-grade concealment formation was crumbling and about to collapse.

The old man's long gray hair flew around his face, and his cold eyes swept around.

"Yes, it is indeed the residual flavor of the Blood Sun Sword Intent. No one can imitate this."

Lord Burning Bones said with satisfaction: "It's not in vain that I have been willing to take big risks and work hard for hundreds of years, so that we have this great opportunity today.

If the immortality favors me, thousands of years from now, there will still be people in the world who can see me face to face. "

He opened his hand, and streams of sword energy attached to gray fire spurted out, brutally destroying the third-level high-grade concealment formation here, as well as all remaining auras.

"Young people are very restless and care about their heads rather than their hips when doing things."

"Fortunately, you still have my old man to help you check and fill in the gaps."

Lord Burning Bone said with a smile.

He tore the space apart again and disappeared. It didn't take much effort to find the teleportation array arranged by the Blood Bone Master many years ago. He quickly measured it with the Nascent Soul monk's ability to control space, and his body broke through the space.

…

At the same time, on a certain grassland,

A young man in green clothes appeared here at some unknown time and looked in the direction of the Great Sun Sword Sect.

"There are twenty-seven people in total, Nascent Soul True Monarch."

"One person is at the peak of Nascent Soul, three are at the later stage, ten are at the middle stage, and thirteen are at the early stage."

"The state at the peak was not right. The soul was a little weak. He was sitting in the center of the Great Sun Sword Sect. In the later stage, three people were also practicing in the sect. In the middle stage, there were three people in the Great Sun Sword City. They were practicing the "Yangzhong Soul-Destroying Sword Code". , "Ten Thousand Sword Canon"...the sword meaning is the rising sun sword meaning, the burning spirit sword meaning..."

"So detailed..."

Jiang Ding was a little stunned.

This is the first time he has appeared in the hinterland of the Great Sun Sword Sect grassland and the first time he has come here.

Then, immediately a large amount of information automatically poured into his mind, involving each Nascent Soul cultivator's cultivation, sword intention, status, practice techniques, the name of the natal flying sword... and so on, it was as if it was in the palm of his hand. The palm prints are as clear.

Not to mention the Golden Core cultivator, he is not qualified to take the initiative to appear in his sea of ​​consciousness. He needs to look through the list of subordinates to see it, and it is more detailed.

As for soul restrictions, there are no hidden secret doors in martial arts.

Buzz!

There was a dissatisfied sword cry from Taiqing Feijian.

"Okay, okay, okay."

"You are so strong, it's a bit embarrassing to ask for a secret door, isn't it?"

Jiang Ding understood what she meant and couldn't laugh or cry: "But our cultivation level is still low, so you should take it easy. If you are too crazy, you will be beaten to death. We have to be careful."

"Prudence is the true meaning of swordsmanship."

"What? It's different?"

"This is their mistake. They violated the teachings of the founder of the Great Sun Sword Pavilion. They need to correct the chaos and go back to the source."

Taiqing Feijian no longer vibrated.

Jiang Ding nodded with satisfaction, hid his figure, tore apart the space and left here.

He is in a relaxed mood now.

The information was unexpected, and the options suddenly widened. It was not necessarily the Burning Bone Lord. Just catch a Nascent Soul Lord of the Great Sun Sword Sect who deserved his punishment at random. It was best to do it randomly without any twists and turns.