A swarm of heavy artillery bombarded the cultivators

Jiang Ding's eyes widened.

He couldn't help but look at it again.

True Lord Soul-Slaying, True Lord Dinghai, An Siyan, Jin Lingfeng... these people are all still there, although their injuries are very serious, with broken hands and feet, and some only have half of their body. The most miserable True Lord Soul-Slaying is only left. A divine soul.

However, they are all still alive!

"Hahaha……"

Jiang Ding laughed and danced. He had never been so happy.

"Senior, I'm convinced!"

"Why don't you accept it?"

"Who dares to disapprove in front of the great Sun-Destroying Heavenly Lord, the future great power who once defeated Zhong Guangzi at the peak of Nascent Soul?"

Jiang Ding said seriously.

"Ah this..."

Sun Destroyer Tianjun himself felt a little embarrassed, and pursed his lips at An Siyan.

"What? Senior."

An Siyan glanced down, a little confused.

"Catch my head! Little guy, that's what happens when people are embarrassed."

The Sun-Destroying Heavenly Lord said dissatisfied.

"Yourself..."

An Siyan glanced at the only head of the Sun-Destroying Heavenly Lord, suddenly realized, and quickly scratched his head.

"Yes, Not Bad."

Sun Destroyer Tianjun was satisfied, scratched his head, and continued to say sheepishly: "Chongguangzi is actually a little better than me."

"Of course, in the end he was defeated and became a dead man. This is fundamentally different from the wise and powerful me."

"Senior is too humble. This is also a small part of your virtue."

Jiang Ding continued to boast.

"Haha...this...that...haha..."

Sun Destroying Heavenly Lord was a little uncomfortable at first, but he quickly adapted to it and was convinced: "That's true. As expected of the Great Sun Swordsman, you can see my essence through the appearance at a glance."

"Ha ha……"

The people around Zhenjun Dinghai, Zhang Junsheng and others laughed.

Jiang Ding communicated for a while and found that they were not only waiting for him, but also for Canghai Tianjun and several other old friends.

During the Canghai Tianjun War, he served as the commander of the Eastern Starry Sky Army, and used the Xianmen partial division to fight against the Qingmu Xianzong Lianxu Taoist troops.

When the battle on the main battlefield was at its fiercest, troops were mobilized from the Eastern Front Army, but their numbers were weaker than those of the Taoist soldiers of the Qingmu Immortal Sect. The fight was very hard and suffered heavy casualties.

Canghai Tianjun himself was seriously injured and had to temporarily retire from military service to recuperate.

Due to the complicated handover procedures of the Star Force, he arrived later.

"Teacher Yuchi, how is your injury? Will it affect your future training and promotion?"

Jiang Ding looked at True Lord Killer of Souls and asked.

The Soul-Slaying Lord was the most seriously injured, with only one soul and Nascent Soul left, attached to the temporary body-snatching robot developed by Xianmen.

Jiang Ding hopes to help him.

To this day, he still remembers that when he was young and very weak, the Soul-Slaying Lord gave him the expensive and precious baby treasure, the Yin Mist Orb, which contained the sword intention of the Nascent Soul Sword Cultivator, which saved him a lot of time. detour.

The Mist Orb is still there, placed in the adult kendo department classroom of Qingfeng University, and has become a kind of school teaching aid, continuing to provide help to the little guys of the Immortal Sect on their journey.

"The injury must be serious."

Lord Killer Soul smiled bitterly and said: "I used to worry that someone would call me Old One-Eye and ruin my reputation for the rest of my life. But now I'm fine. My whole body is gone and my soul is seriously injured. I don't know when it will be cured."

"What about training and promotion?"

Seeing that he didn't talk about the important point, Jiang Ding asked again reluctantly.

For a monk at the peak of Nascent Soul, there is nothing more important than this, and he cannot forget it.

"I plan to follow the path of Wanji Tianjun."

Lord Killer of Souls did not hide anything, and said: "Senior Wanji was just like me back then, his body was completely destroyed, and finally his soul was integrated into a Lingzi supercomputer, and he was promoted to become a god. I think this aspect is more suitable for me. "

"You don't have to worry about the cost. Senior Mie Ri promised to finance part of it for me. I have also achieved military exploits this time, so it should be enough."

"That won't work."

"Absolutely not."

Jiang Ding refused without hesitation: "Senior Mie Ri is not as rich as me."

When he said these words, an aura of wealthy people naturally spread, shocking the people around him on the spot.

"You boy!"

Sun Destroyer Tianjun woke up from the boasting mode and was very dissatisfied, but did not dare to refute.

Even if the capture is not counted, in this battle, the commander of the Beikongtian Front defeated seven Immortal Sect Taoists, beheaded three Immortal Sect Taoists, personally participated in capturing eleven Small Thousand Worlds, and established a demarcation formation base.

All these military exploits added up,

There will definitely be no less than thirty deity transformation achievements!

Many gods-incarnated heavenly kings do not have so much wealth.

"Teacher Yuchi, please take these three deity transformation merits first. If you don't have enough, ask me for them."

Jiang Ding did not waste any time, and immediately turned around. When he saw the Soul-Slaying Lord wanting to refuse, his face turned serious: "Back then, when you gave me the Yin Mist Orb, who said that if you become rich, I won't let you get rich? Do you want to beat me flat?"

“You can’t keep your words without keeping them, right?”

"this……"

The Soul-Slaying Lord's face was a little dazed.

Hundreds of years ago, who would have thought that giving a gift to a teenage child would be rewarded hundreds or thousands of times in an instant!

"Hahaha!"

Lord Killer Soul smiled freely and did not refuse, accepting the wealth that made countless Nascent Soul Lords jealous: "When it comes to investment, I should be the number one investor in the Immortal Sect. If I change hands, I will get a thousandfold return. What kind of stock god? How can you, the king of gambling, compare with me?”

"Thank you."

The Soul-Slaying Lord solemnly thanked him.

"well,"

"Not worth mentioning, not worth mentioning."

Jiang Ding pretended to be modest.

"Teacher Zhang, tutor, classmate An, classmate Jin..."

Jiang Ding looked over one by one and gave everyone a copy of the deity transformation merits, without favoring one over another.

"You are not allowed to refuse."

"Super local tycoon Da Ri Jianzi hopes that you can all be promoted. Hundreds and thousands of years later, we can meet again. When the time comes, give me back a thousand times, so that I can also experience the investment of the immortal sect." of happiness.”

To him now, these wealth are only a small part, but they can help his friends achieve a breakthrough in life level, so he will not be stingy.

Zhenjun Dinghai, Zhang Junsheng, An Siyan, and Jin Lingfeng were a little embarrassed, so they declined politely and accepted. After all, their friendships were different.

"What about me? What about me?"

The Sun-Destroying Heavenly Lord shouted repeatedly.

"No."

Jiang Ding curled his lips: "You are a senior, you are the one who wants to give it to me."

In fact, he knew that the Sun-Destroying Heavenly Lord was extremely proud and would not accept gifts from his juniors.

In addition, there is no shortage of one or two copies of the God Transformation and Sun-Destroying Heavenly Lord, but this is not that important to him, and he cannot complete the breakthrough in cultivation and life level.

Otherwise, no matter how good the face is, Jiang Ding will always find a way to make him accept it.

"You're richer than me, and you still want me to give you a red envelope. It's shameless."

The Sun-Destroying Heavenly Lord said angrily.

Several people waited for a while.

"Brother!"

"Brother, are you not dead? Hahaha..."

A flexible fat man ran out of the super teleportation array in the distant realm, laughing while running. Even if he broke an arm, his flexibility was not affected. He looked a little funny.

Obviously, Sun Destroyer Tianjun's concealment spell can be hidden from Jiang Ding, but it cannot be hidden from Canghai Tianjun.