A swarm of heavy artillery bombarded the cultivators

"You come to die."

Someone said so.

A chill emerged in the heart surrounded by King Jia's heavy infantry armor.

That young man was obviously ordinary, with no pressure or sharpness about him, but looking at him, an unreasonable fear rose in his heart, like an instinct coming from the depths of his soul.

"kill him!"

King Jia growled.

Boom!

Under the order full of murderous intent, the ten Nascent Soul-level military formations that were besieging the Dongji Demon Sect's boundary-breaking landing force did not dare to neglect and turned around.

In the bright golden light, military formations spread out one after another, covering dozens of kilometers of sky and earth. They contain a strong flavor of the sharpness of the metal. They are the Jin army among the ten armies of Xuanwu. They are the most sharp and control the confinement area. All the spiritual energy of heaven and earth flows within.

If the Nascent Soul cultivator is here, the legal domain will be broken in an instant, and the Nascent Soul's ability to control the spiritual energy of heaven and earth will be lost.

The monks in the late Nascent Soul stage must flee in embarrassment here and dare not face it head-on.

The legal domain spreads out, and then,

Ten golden axes fell from the sky!

This is not a magic spell, but a military infant treasure that has been sacrificed and refined for countless years by the Xuanwu Heavenly Palace. During the battles in the realm, when faced with the indigenous Nascent Soul, they were often imprisoned, decapitated with an axe, and blood flowed freely.

That's it, simple and simple.

At this moment, ten axes formed a tight formation, carrying endless spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and slashed across!

"You... are also very good..."

Jiang Ding said hello cordially with a smile on his face.

The scarlet color of the magma gradually covers the eyes, which are scorching red and dazzling. They look like no living thing, and are extremely evil.

Boom!

The sound of thunder appeared in the heart lakes of all the monks in the ten military formations of Xuanwu Heavenly Palace. Whether it was golden elixir or foundation building, the sea of ​​consciousness exploded. It was a roar from the soul, making their sea of ​​consciousness turbulent and numb. Extremely unresponsive.

Sword Qi Thunder Sound!

A blue-gold flying sword screamed high and high, using the magical power of the sword to build a blue highway between the hearts of more than 100,000 Xuanwu Tiangong monks. It was an absolute lock between souls, with nowhere to escape!

"cut!"

Jiang Ding said calmly.

Boom!

The Taiqing Flying Sword melted into space amidst the deafening roar and disappeared from the detection range of all monks' spiritual consciousness and spirit radar.

Ding!

The Taiqing Feijian appears for the first time after disappearing.

In front of ten golden axes.

The blue-gold sword blade struck a golden axe, and bright sparks shone.

I thought it was just one mouthful, but when I looked over, there were actually ten sparks blooming on the golden light ax at the same time.

It's not the division of sword light, it's just extreme speed!

Ten golden axes as big as mountains were struck.

The next moment, the golden light ax slowly separated from the center to both sides. It lost all its aura and turned into two halves of scrap metal, falling from the sky.

The ten golden light axes, some are in front, some are behind, some are slashing straight, and some are sweeping. They are all different. However, the angle of the scars on each ax is exactly the same, and they are all broken from the center with the handle. Two halves.

The Taiqing Flying Sword disappeared in a flash, and the baby-level ax did not bring any resistance to her.

Ding!

The second appearance of the Taiqing Flying Sword,

In the center of the ten Xuanwu Tiangong military formation monks!

Not one sound, but five hundred and twenty-seven sounds that merged into one crisp sound!

Among the 100,000 Xuanwu Tiangong military formation monks, 527 Jindan monks stiffened, and a faint trace of blood appeared on their throats.

In the soul, the emotion of fear had already been shattered before it could be born, and the eyes were extremely silent.

The five hundred and twenty-seven Jindan monks of Xuanwu Heavenly Palace lost all their spiritual light and breath, and their bodies fell weakly to the earth.

Boom!

After the Nascent Soul Army Formation, which was so sophisticated and complex and comparable to the power of a volcano, lost all its controllers in an instant, the huge mana flowing in it lost control and exploded, blasting all the foundation-building soldiers of the Xuanwu Heavenly Palace into a ball of blood mist. Objects flew all over the sky, and the space was shattered.

Under one sword,

One hundred thousand people beheaded!

The entire battlefield was silent.

"Big Sun Sword..."

Everyone's eyes turned here. The eyes of the Xuanwu Heavenly Palace monks were full of fear, and their hearts trembled. They remembered the great sun recorded in the sect, and the endless bloodshed and the destruction of the realm that he brought. Full of blood.

"Commander, don't highlight the army formation too much..."

Ouyang Hui, deputy commander of the Northern Front Air and Space Force, shouted anxiously.

She suddenly stopped talking and her eyes were horrified.

I only felt a cold air coming from the soles of my feet to the top of my head, and my whole body became stiff.

The young man not far away was still a familiar face, but he instantly changed into something else. He was extremely terrifying, filled with blood and killing intent, which made her feel instinctive fear.

That kind of people,

How did the Immortal Sect defeat Zhan Kill back then?

Keng!

Amidst the crisp sound of the sword, the Taiqing Flying Sword returned and let out a cheerful chuckle.

"……very beautiful……"

Jiang Ding stared at the ten fireworks in front of him and muttered to himself.

The scarlet scorching color in his eyes seemed to have faded a bit, but it didn't seem to have become lighter, but more pure, with blood washing away some impurities in the sword's intention.

"but,"

"too weak."

Just like brushing away dust, distractions and obstacles are eliminated.

Jiang Ding raised his sword and looked at the big man in golden armor who was guarded by the twelve hundred hair gods. The scarlet color in his eyes stopped walking slowly, and his body and sword merged, turning into a bright blue-gold sword light to kill forward. go.

"attack!"

"kill him!"

The chill in King Jia's heart grew stronger and he roared repeatedly.

Under the command of the Soul Restriction, dozens of Xuanwu Army Formation monks ignored the enemies in front of them, and the legal realms came one after another. The diamonds were like divine iron, imprisoning the void, and condensed into golden axes the size of mountain peaks, locking them. The young man's neck in the sky was slashed straight down.

Boom!

Dozens of axes struck down in an instant, the legal domain was shattered, the space turned into powder, and auras of light scattered everywhere.

This is equivalent to a joint attack by dozens of Nascent Soul Lords!

In this case, even the peak Nascent Soul cultivator will be destroyed with one blow, his flesh and blood and Nascent Soul will be shattered, and his soul will be destroyed.

The aura was shattered, the space was shattered, and the place was covered.

"do you died?"

"Where?"

King Jia among the 1,200-haired god's guards moved up the military formation. Thick layers of golden tortoise shells were spread outwards. They were simple and vicissitudes of life, protecting every direction. They were immortal and indestructible.

An Siyan, Jin Lingfeng and others took advantage of this rare opportunity and ordered the fleet to quickly pass through the strong wind layer and enter the cloud layer. The fleets spread out their military formations one by one and stared nervously at the shattered space.

Keng!

Another clear sound of sword sounds reached everyone's ears.

What some people hear is the clear and sweet, natural and beautiful sound of the sword.

What some people heard was a roar like thunder, shaking the sea of ​​consciousness, and all six senses were confused. A blue-gold sword-shaped light passed through the eyes, leaving an afterimage.

Then, his soul was shattered, lost all vitality, and fell from the sky.

In the corner of the Xuanwu Tiangong army formation, a sword-escape light that tore through the space slowly calmed down, revealing the figure of a young man, with blood dripping from his sword.

All around, the golden elixir monks in the military formations of the five Xuanwu Heavenly Palaces lost their vitality in an instant. The out-of-control military formations roared and exploded, and fragments of magic weapons and magic weapons were splashed in all directions along with blood.