A swarm of heavy artillery bombarded the cultivators

"Dharma cultivation?"

"You have taken the path of merging Dharma cultivation and Sword cultivation. Do you think you are very smart and can take advantage of each other's strengths and become invincible?"

Jiang Ding chuckled lightly when he saw this.

With the help of two infant treasures, Jiuyi Feijian was finally able to compete with Taiqing Feijian.

If your swordsmanship is not up to par, then build up strength, and then build up more strength, until you close the gap caused by swordsmanship and surpass!

"Of course."

"This ancestor is a great talent that only emerges in ten thousand years."

True Lord Yinjiu's expression was calm, and he did not waver in any way because of the other party's words. His Taoist heart was firm: "After I kill you, I will use your soul and bones to refine a magic weapon again. When my cultivation reaches a further level, I will break away from the Six Paths." Zong, establish a force called Poison Sword Sect."

"In the future, the Poison Sword Sect may not be able to overpower the Great Sun Sword Sect, and it will be passed down through the ages."

He said such words coldly without wavering at all. He killed hundreds of millions for this purpose and betrayed everyone. It was just a breeze blowing on his face and he didn't care about anything.

"Not bad, not bad."

"This is how sword cultivation should be. The sword's intention is revered and will is king."

Jiang Ding did not laugh anymore, and nodded approvingly: "Wherever the sword's intention goes, heaven and earth, sentient beings, all things, and time can be turned into swords. What are just a few magic weapons?"

True Lord Yinjiu was startled.

In my heart, I actually felt like I had met a soulmate, and my eyes were filled with tears.

How many years.

Every time I tell my friends and colleagues my thoughts and my own path, sword cultivators don’t necessarily have to go all the way in swordsmanship and swordsmanship.

Since this road is dead, what if we find another road or add another road?

Unfortunately,

Everyone disagrees, even the demons from the Six Paths Sect.

They are biased and believe that swordsmen are who they think they are and do not accept any changes.

"I'll leave you with the whole body."

True Lord Yinjiu said with a little more friendliness in his eyes.

"Hahaha……"

"Very good ambition."

Jiang Ding laughed loudly: "Then let me see if you have the kendo will that matches your kendo path.

Or was he simply avoiding and fearing the hardships and hardships of swordsmanship, artificially concocting a theory to excuse himself, and in the end even himself believed it. "

"Come and take a look!"

Keng!

The Taiqing Flying Sword groaned softly, and the sword of destruction spread in all directions, straight up to the sea of ​​​​stars, connecting with the starlight in the sky and the bright sun.

There was darkness in all directions.

Within a radius of dozens of kilometers, the endless light of the sun is converging here, converging on this blue-gold flying sword, swallowing up a huge amount of the sun's rays.

The surrounding Dove Poison Sword Domain was instantly destroyed by the scorching light and collapsed completely.

The six-headed ancient poisonous dove, which was gaining momentum under the support of the two mid-level infant treasures, the shield and the long banner, screamed, unable to withstand the high temperature, and retreated crazily.

"What kind of swordsmanship is this? What flying sword?"

True Lord Yinjiu's expression changed drastically and he retreated continuously. His natal flying sword sent him the fear of encountering a natural enemy.

Just retreating, how easy is it?

No matter where you go, no matter where you are, the rays of the sun will shine on your body and soul, and no matter how you avoid it, it will be useless.

Big day?

Such a big day? !

In my mind, a vague possibility emerged in my mind, but it was too unimaginable, and I could never break through the shackles of reason and really came to my mind.

"This is my swordsmanship."

Jiang Ding smiled slightly: "Created in a hurry, due to shallow wisdom and limited talent, it has been repeatedly discredited by others and dismissed as ugly and unworthy of elegance. I feel very depressed."

This is a fact.

It was like this with Yu Qianzi that time, and it was like that with Sun Destroyer Tianjun.

Each time is worse than the last.

"So,"

"It has made some progress, and I would like to ask fellow Taoists to give me some advice. Its name is,"

Jiang Ding seemed to be looking forward to it.

"Jianyi."

Boom!

After swallowing the endless rays of the sun, a round of the sun appeared in the void, shining the supreme hot sword light in all directions, endlessly, reflecting the entire sight and covering the entire sky.

Under the light of the Sun Kendo,

A radius of dozens of kilometers instantly turned into a field of flames, vegetation turned into charcoal, streams evaporated and dried up, and livestock and animals fell to the ground and died.

The entire Dove Poison Sword Domain, which was dozens of kilometers away, screamed and completely collapsed, losing the Nascent Soul Monk's control over the spiritual energy in the domain.

In an instant, his strength dropped significantly.

This is the progress that has occurred after being abused for a long time!

It was also the result of being almost beaten to death by the Sun-Destroying Heavenly Lord.

As soon as the Destruction Sword Intention and the sword began to merge, the sun's rays began to show the effects of destruction and forbidden methods, which were enough to destroy the realm of the Nascent Soul Lord in one breath and cut off the extra arm after being promoted to the Nascent Soul.

"Jianyi..."

True Lord Yinjiu felt endless fear in his heart.

At this moment, the sword domain was completely lost, and he seemed to have returned to the time of the golden elixir. He was weak and helpless, and could no longer mobilize and control dozens of kilometers of heaven and earth spiritual energy in a single thought, allowing the upper-level monks to slaughter him.

The surroundings are full of scorching heat, and the will to destroy and destroy magic is spread in every corner. No matter how you dodge, you can't escape, and you can only let your magic power and consciousness be consumed at an extremely fast speed.

"fall."

Jiang Ding said calmly.

Boom!

The whole world suddenly lit up, like a supernova explosion. Endless light filled the space between the sky and the earth. The sight and consciousness were useless, and there was a light that could not be looked directly at.

The sun falls from the sky!

The world-destroying natural disaster is coming, and all sword cultivators who disobey the will of the sun will be judged!

Destroy all the noise that shouldn't exist!

"Big day!"

"It's a great day!"

True Lord Yinjiu was surrounded by an extremely cold life and death crisis. His body was trembling, his soul was trembling, and his reason was overwhelmed. A thought that had been lurking in his heart finally came to his mind, and he lost his voice:

"Sword!"

"Dainichi Swordsman!"

"No! Impossible! How could a big sunken child be born in this world! He said it himself, there would never be a big sunken child born in this world!"

"Jianzi, spare your life, I was wrong..."

True Lord Yinjiu was trembling in fear and begging for mercy. He did not have any decisiveness brought by thousands of years of fighting. His reason was crumbling. He was even worse than a mortal swordsman.

Big Sun Sword!

These are the gods who practice the Great Sun Sword, and their thoughts are like steel seals in their hearts.

no respond.

The great sun of destruction thunders down!

Without any pause, the terrifying will locked the soul, making it impossible to escape.

Under the bright sun, the young man in green had a calm expression and stared calmly, as if everything in the world would die and would not be shaken at all.

"kill!"

"So what if the Great Sun Sword is missing? It was lost in the hands of the ancestors!"

Touching the gaze of the young man in green, Zhenjun Yinjiu shuddered, woke up from the instinctive fear of the Sun Sword Cultivator, and roared angrily.

Big Sun Sword!

This is a person who can be massacred even if the entire clan rebels. He is extremely pure, how can he have the slightest mercy?

"Burn!"

True Lord Yinjiu roared, as if he was facing a high-level monk, instantly burning all the essence and blood in his body. The poisonous fire rose up, turning into billowing smoke and pouring into the Jiuyi Sword, and into the shield and long banner of the middle-grade infant. Among the treasures, you have to fight for life and death in a desperate situation.

Huhuhu...

After receiving the whole body blood of a monk in the middle stage of Yuanying, the green poisonous light of the dove-wing sword greatly increased, and the momentum of the ancient poisonous dove composed of six flying swords doubled, with scales, feathers, pupils, and sharp claws, one by one. Every detail is revealed.

As if the ancient poisonous beast was resurrected, the wild and violent aura spread out to the surroundings, extinguishing the rays of the sun and recreating a small area of ​​​​the Dove Poison Sword Domain.

Phew!

"kill!"

"Kill Dainichi Jianzi, and I will be the new Dainichi Jianzi!"

True Lord Yinjiu roared, and his body merged with the ancient poisonous dove. He completely threw up his entire body and allowed it to be swallowed up. It turned into the poisonous fire that melted the space on the crown of the ancient poisonous dove, and rushed towards the sky with fierce killing intent. Sun, born towards death.

The great day of destruction is coming!

boom!

The moment the ancient Poison Dove came into contact with the Destroying Sun, a terrible explosion occurred. The space was torn apart and melted again and again, revealing the deep outer void within it.

The cold hair from outside the territory rolled in, enough to freeze hundreds of millions of creatures, and then it was shattered into pieces under the destructive sun, and the space could not heal for a long time.

After a while, everything disappeared.

The Taiqing Flying Sword shines as before.

The ancient poisonous dove's body turned into gray inch by inch, and every bit of spiritual light was gone. The dove-wing sword, the natal flying sword that the monks in the middle stage of Nascent Soul had been practicing for nearly a thousand years, had cracks on its surface. Iron is even more unbearable and extremely fragile.

A middle-grade baby will die if he dares to block it head-on!

"Yinjiu, are you dead?"

Jiang Ding muttered to himself and looked at Jiuyi Sword.

Click!

The entire Dove Wing Sword was completely shattered, and among the fragments that filled the sky, only a small fragment the size of a thumb still retained some aura. The palm-sized Nascent Soul on top of it showed a look of fear and fear, and no longer had the will to fight.

He didn't dare to say a harsh word and disappeared instantly with the help of his super high spatial affinity.

"Can't escape..."

Jiang Ding shook his head slightly.

Keng!

The Taiqing Flying Sword whistled softly and disappeared into the space, possessing a more terrifying space affinity than the ordinary monk Nascent Soul.

This is the sword that kills Nascent Soul!

Don't curse yet

I will finish writing, no matter how many chapters, and now have a meal.