A swarm of heavy artillery bombarded the cultivators

"Blood covers the ground..."

Jiang Ding said to himself.

Through simple records in the sea of ​​consciousness, he could already see the blood-soaked battlefield, where countless maids seeking the path were fighting and dying on the battlefield.

Yes, this was the only thing that comforted him and made him feel less guilty.

They voluntarily left Tushan Immortal City after the late stage of foundation building to pursue their own golden elixir path. These were their own choices.

If you want to be comfortable, you can stay in Tushan Fairy City and participate in public security, tax collection and other matters. There is a high probability that you can live your whole life.

No matter how chaotic the outside world is, no matter how unpredictable the situation is, there is still no shortage of two hundred years of peace for a foundation-building monk.

For example, the three maids of the demon tribe, they are of earth-grade blood, and can naturally advance to the golden elixir. No one forces them to go to the battlefield during the foundation building period. Everything is their own decision.

Similarly, if Yubai and the other Golden Elixir Queens want Nascent Soul, they must embark on this path and survive to be promoted, otherwise they will lose hope of Nascent Soul for the rest of their lives.

This is the fate of the swordsman.

Keep reading.

Jiang Ding's eyes fell on the soul mark of a girl, and his perspective continued to move downwards, downwards, through the clouds in the sky, and through the barriers of formations.

He came to a battlefield where the evil spirit was strong, the military spirit was soaring, and the bloody atmosphere lingered for a long time.

There were shouts, fights, explosions, and chaos.

Sixteenth year!

That is to say, this year, under the continuous onslaught, the Six Paths of Returning to Heaven and Killing Life Formation was teetering on the verge of collapse, and its collapse was imminent.

Even if this large formation composed of hundreds of thousands of Six Path Sect monks could withstand the attacks of many late Nascent Soul monks, it would be useless. After countless times of wear and tear, it was on the verge of collapse.

Then, at some point.

boom!

A loud rumbling sound appeared in the Six Paths Huitian Slaughter Formation. Countless cracks spread, exploded, and the formation base was shattered. The monks inside, whether they were golden elixirs or foundation-building Qi practitioners, were all bombed into pieces of blood. Fog, soul is gone.

"kill!"

"Those who resist will be slaughtered!"

Jiang Ding saw that in spring, summer, autumn, winter, wind, rain, thunder, lightning, and sun, nine huge auras rose up, all of which were the auras of the Yuanying level. They were not weaker than those of mid-Nascent Soul monks, and the nine strands seemed to form one body.

Spring Sword, the first maid of spring, holds the sword in the middle and gives orders with murderous intent.

Around her are the maids of Summer, Shang Gong, Xunfeng maid, Heilou Xi, Qiu Sha maid, the new Kanyu maid, winter maid, thunder maid, electric spirit maid, and Chunyang maid.

Nine maids,

Except for Chunjian Monk Palace, they are all famous female cultivators in Beiyuan. Some are casual cultivators, some are from the family branch, and they are all different.

The only thing they have in common is their talent and understanding.

Chun Jian and the two have received extremely excellent immortal education since childhood, no less than others.

"kill!"

"Kill, kill, kill!"

All the maids, with blood-red eyes, charged into the Six Paths Sect army. Anyone who was standing and refused to put down their weapons was slaughtered.

On the battlefield where blood splattered, the monks of the Six Paths Sect withered like ice and snow melting away.

In this crazy and selfless fight, the souls of four of the nine maids experienced complex and directional changes, becoming sharper, more bloody, and more concentrated.

They themselves were unaware of it, and continued to stare at the important figures such as Yin Dao of the Six Paths Sect and pursue them, leaving no one behind. They just felt that their swords were faster and sharper.

Sword intent!

Jiang Ding's eyes flashed.

They gave birth to Sword Intent!

Unexpected, yet reasonable.

Under such a base, under such a death, the possibility of the swordsman cultivating the sword intention has been raised to the inevitable level, it's just who it is.

In addition to the nine maids, three or four other golden elixir monks also underwent the same change and gave birth to sword intent.

"congratulations,"

"The most important obstacle in your journey to the Nascent Soul has been removed."

Jiang Ding sincerely congratulated.

The birth of sword intent is considered a genius level among Jindan monks, and one can become a core disciple in the Great Sun Sword Sect.

If there were no restrictions on the technique, Nascent Soul's potential would be half-performed in an instant.

Under the sword's will, the gap between the so-called Tianlinggen and the Earthly bloodline was instantly smoothed and surpassed.

Jiang Ding looked at the battlefield quietly without disturbing anything. This was the highlight moment for the maids, and they were rewarded after a lot of hard work.

The Six Dao Sect's army collapsed, and the Blood King's army launched an indiscriminate massacre. After years of fighting, they had gone crazy and lost their senses, killing everyone they saw.

At this time, no one dared to stop it, not even the bloody clouds.

"escape!"

"Run away!"

More Six Paths Sect monks ran over madly, surrendered to the Tushan maid, discarded their weapons, knelt on the ground, and allowed themselves to be judged.

"You dare!"

"You bitch! This is my prisoner..."

A general of the Blood King's army was furious and rushed into Tushan's maid's formation to snatch back the Six Paths Sect monks who had fled inside. No one would take them seriously in victory.

In response to the general of the Blood King Army, a piece of Xunfeng flying sword came and killed him and his subordinates.

"You dare to take action?"

"court death!"

The surrounding blood king's army was angry and took action, killing Tushan's maid, regardless of her.

Then, he was beheaded by the Tushan maid.

No matter who it is, friendly or not,

If you dare to take action, behead him on the spot!

Not to mention these officers and soldiers, even if Xue Liuyun came here alone, he would still die.

Crazy, all crazy!

kill!

Kill kill kill!

This battlefield requires no words, only the killing of swords and the separation of life and death.

After many times, the murmur of angry curses disappeared.

A pile of bodies, along with their rage.

The soldiers of the Blood King remained silent and did not dare to express any opinions on Tushan's maids' actions of taking in the prisoners. They fled far away and allowed the prisoners to escape into their hands.

After an unknown amount of time, the battlefield calmed down.

Millions of corpses were lying on the ground, bleeding was floating in the oars, large craters from spell explosions were everywhere, and billowing flames and green smoke were all over the earth.

Limited to productivity among mortals, only exaggerated records have become reality.

Gradually, the Blood King's army and the Tushan maids calmed down, restored order, and began to clean the battlefield.

"Hahaha……"

"The elite army of the Six Paths Sect was wiped out in one fell swoop, but our army won! A thousand victories!"

Amid the laughter, the Bloody Cloud flew in from afar with a group of Golden Elixir monks, causing the monks to cheer in carnival, and the atmosphere was extremely lively.

On such a battlefield, as long as they survive, every monk will become rich suddenly, and their cultivation will be further improved. Their hearts will be free of distracting thoughts and filled with gratitude.

The blood king's reputation has reached its peak!

"Thank you very much, Miss Chunjian, for this battle!"

The bloody cloud fell from the sky, handsome and heroic, causing many female cultivators to blush slightly and look away.

He bowed deeply, was humble and polite, and said gratefully: "This battle would never have been so easy without you girls."

The maids around were silent.

They looked at him coldly, not feeling flattered or respectful, nor anywhere else, every word he said elicited cheers from the mountains and the tsunami.

Xue Liuyun's heart sank.

"Fellow Blood Daoist, this is ridiculous."

The maid's atrium meeting in the consciousness was completed in an instant, and Chun Jian said softly: "I would also like to thank fellow Blood Daoist for your contribution in this battle. Without you fighting to the death, we would not have won so easily."

Same similar words.

As soon as this statement came out,

There was silence.

The bloody-handed demon Li Tu, the Iron-bone Vajra and the Eighteen Bloody Clouds riding the golden elixir, as well as a large number of peak golden elixir cultivators showed unprepared looks on their faces, as if they were about to have an attack.

both sides,

This is the dominance and the distinction between host and guest after the battle!

"this……"

Bloody Cloud's face was stiff.

He didn't expect the other party to be so direct. He originally thought of rewarding a large amount of treasures at the price of mercenaries.

"Fellow Blood Daoist,"

Chunjian ignored the thoughts of him and the surrounding Jindan monks, and said calmly: "50% of the Black Snow Prairie belongs to the Tushan Maid Group, and the east of the Animal Spirit Fairy City is used as the dividing line. What do you think?"

"Fifty percent?"

"How many of you are there?"

"Arrogant!"

"Extremely arrogant!"

Before Xue Liuyun said anything, a cultivator at the peak of Jindan immediately became furious and couldn't bear it. He shouted: "You have only 20,000 troops, and we have millions of troops. How dare you say such arrogant words?"

"Yes!"

"Do you know what will happen if my army is angry?"

The surrounding Jindan monks shouted harshly, all extremely angry.

Adding up all the golden elixir monks in the Blood King's army, there are more than a thousand golden elixir monks, millions of them!

All of these have to be raised and their interests divided, and their respective territories have been divided long before the war.

Now, how can you bear it when someone opens your mouth and takes away half of it?

The most important thing is that there are only 20,000 people on the opposite side!

If they split up and took away 50% of it all at once, what would they, the golden elixir monks, still get?

"How will it be?"

Chun Jian glanced at the bloody cloud.

The bloody cloud was silent.

Keng!

Chun Jian didn't say much. He drew his sword, controlled the power of the military formation and added it to his body. With one sword, he killed the ten Jindan monks who first spoke, causing blood mist to form.

"you……"

The blood king's army roaring around Jin Dan was so chilled in his heart that he became quiet and fell into silence.

At such a close distance, their rough military formation could not even react before swords fell down.

"You say,"

"How about it?"

Chun Jian looked around and asked again.

As far as the eyes could see, all the Jindan monks lowered their heads. No monk dared to look directly, and the angry words in his mouth stopped.

Luring the wolf into the house!

Luring the wolf into the house!

The eighteen golden elixir knights with blood clouds were full of regrets and annoyance in their hearts.

"Fellow Blood Daoist, what will happen?"

Chun Jian did not let them go, stared at the blood cloud, and asked again.

In the world of immortality, what does the number of people count?

What about millions? Why don't these millions of people tell the army of the Righteous and Demonic Alliance how powerful they are?

hey-hey,

You have to wait until the fruits of victory appear before you speak out.

The bloody cloud was silent for a long time.

He could feel that the power of the military formation, which was almost comparable to that of the late Nascent Soul monks, was acting on him. Even if he was among an army of millions, he might not be safe, and he would not have much confidence in defeating the opponent.

With such strength, it would be ridiculous to want to pay off all the little ideas that he had before at the price of one or two mercenaries.