A swarm of heavy artillery bombarded the cultivators

There are more than a thousand disciples of the Nine Immortal Sects, distributed in the vast world, each looking for opportunities for the yin and yang of creation.

More than a dozen peak Jindan monks from the Xuanwu Heavenly Palace cast their concealment spells, holding a compass-shaped magic weapon, and carefully searched for something, following suit every step of the way.

Soon, one of the square-faced men looked happy and stopped in a pond.

"This is it, be careful and don't make any noise..."

The square-faced man whispered.

"Senior Brother Liu, I don't think this is necessary."

"Just exploit the yin and yang energy of creation with all your strength."

A cold and charming woman disagreed: "The magic satellite of Dongji Demon Sect is already high in the sky. Daozi may be able to hide, but we can't. Our hiding is just self-deception.

Besides, the Dongji Demon Sect monks do not act alone, so there is no need to worry. "

"Then, that one..."

The square-faced senior brother hesitated.

"There's no need to worry anymore."

The cold and charming woman smiled and said: "Just wait for death. Hiding and avoiding are useless. We, the immortal cultivators, seek the path and go against the will of heaven. This is how it should be."

"If we want stability, we should stay in the sect now. We don't have to spend a lot to win the spot in the Yin-Yang Virtual Realm this time."

"It seems to make sense."

The surrounding golden elixir peak cultivators looked at each other and agreed.

Therefore, they no longer were cautious, but tried their best to cast spells, strive for the fastest time, and find the most yin and yang creation energy without covering up anything.

Looking around, within tens of thousands of miles, most of the Immortal Sect disciples have adopted the same approach.

In the sky, the invisible place.

Jiang Ding glanced at them silently and walked away silently without taking any action to kill them.

They are too weak.

In addition, Jiang Ding hoped to form a tacit understanding with Jiu Daozi, and not to attack the Jindan monks below until one side was completely defeated.

Although once he takes action, Jiang will definitely be sure that he can cause at least ten times the casualties of the Nine Immortal Sects Jindan to the Immortal Sect, and the Immortal Sect will not suffer.

But, it’s still unbearable.

Classmates and teachers are not cold numbers exchanged, but living, emotional people.

In this regard, Jiu Daozi seems to be more hard-hearted and cold-hearted. They allowed these disciples to scatter in all directions, and they were ready to kill them all. They only kept some important inheritance disciples or heirs of transformed gods around them. of.

Of course, if someone wanted to use this threat to tie Jiang Ding's hands, he would not compromise.

Because all wars in history have proven that if you are weak and compromise with the enemy, the enemy will definitely take advantage of it and cause greater casualties.

In this case, it is better to harden your heart from the beginning.

"I found it!"

Jiang Ding suddenly looked up.

His consciousness is always connected to hundreds of magic satellites in the Immortal Sect.

Originally, there were no Jiudaozi within the satellite reconnaissance range, and their concealment capabilities were very good.

But at this time,

In a valley, they suddenly appeared, and each cast a strange spell, causing the surrounding earth veins to ripple like boiling.

Jiang Ding's hidden figure suddenly accelerated.

…

In a valley, nine avenues are scattered in all directions, and each one's aura is huge and heavy.

They each cast spells to pull thousands of miles of earth veins, turning everything upside down, dragons and snakes rising from the land, and dragon-shaped peaks rising from the ground, advancing towards the valley layer by layer.

From the sky, it seems that a crypt of worship of ten thousand dragons has been formed here!

This kind of pattern is called supreme and noble in Feng Shui. It is difficult to give birth to one place in hundreds of thousands of years. It can give birth to a true dragon, make a sect flourish, and give birth to a talented person who is famous in the world.

Of course, this is what the Immortal Sect says.

There is a similar theory in the Immortal Sect. If the environment is good enough, a large number of geniuses and strong men may be born. In the end, the strongest one will be competed, and it is possible to lead a place to conquer all directions.

Now, these Taoists have forcefully created a cave where ten thousand dragons worship!

"These spell moons are a nuisance."

Xuanwu Daozi raised his head and glanced at the sky, feeling very uncomfortable as if thousands of ants were crawling on him.

The virtual world of Yin and Yang is a world where the sky is round and the earth is round.

Now, in the area at the top of the 'Tian Yuan', hundreds of magic satellites emitting powerful magic waves are cruising there, continuously casting large-scale detection spells to the earth again and again, sweeping everything on the earth.

Moreover, at this moment, a meteor flew upward in the sky and joined the star formation, making the aura of the spell satellite array a little stronger. Many spell satellites began to spread outward, detecting more distant areas.

Give these magic satellites a few more years, and the entire Yin and Yang virtual world will be enveloped.

If in the past wars, many monks from the Xuanwu Heavenly Palace have already attacked, they will not stop until these magic satellites are destroyed, and it is not that difficult. These magic satellites are very fragile.

Now, you can only endure it.

"Brother Xuanwu, please be patient."

Shadow Demon Daozi sighed: "You can still hide alone. If I didn't have the help of puppets, I would have been locked by the magic satellite and I would no longer be able to escape."

"Dongji Demon Sect is obviously only good at group combat, so why was the Great Sun Sword born there?"

"indeed so……"

The Taoists around him felt worried.

Boom!

Rumble...

A few days later, in the center of the Ten Thousand Dragons Worship, accompanied by the roar of dragons and the shaking of the earth veins, a mysterious aura as big as a mountain emerged, and the heavy aura spread in all directions, suffocating even the Nascent Soul cultivators.

The eyes of the nine Daozi brightened.

"Hongmeng Xuanhuang Mother Qi... the foundation of a world, even the great power of Lianxu cannot extract it, and it can only be born in this world that is about to be born..."

An Tuzi said eagerly.

There was a hint of hostility among the surrounding Daozi.

Although there was a prior discussion about who would go first and who would go later, it was still a question whether they could fulfill their promises as usual at this time, because the later it was, the greater the possibility of not having it... this was something that could help break through Lianxu!

"Again..."

Suddenly, the faces of the nine Daozi changed in unison.

Boom!

A big sun rose!

The vision of towering ancient trees spread out in all directions, and a phantom of a world with many sword intentions appearing in all directions. Many sword intentions jointly guard the sun of destruction in the center. Under the support of layers of amplification, the light of destruction, destruction, and forbidden magic shines in all directions.

"Fellow Daoists,"

"Now, what's the matter?"

Jiang Ding stood on the super battleship Sun, and one thousand and twenty-four Dyson mirror drones spread out in all directions, absorbing endless light, dazzling.

"Fellow Daoists, I am not a rude and unreasonable person."

"There are two choices, you can consider them."

Jiang Ding said calmly: "First, you and I fight a battle, and life and death are determined by fate.

I might as well say it directly, the fourth-level forbidden nuclear weapons in the magic satellite orbit are already aimed here, and your chances of winning are smaller than before."

"Second, give me the secret technique of this thing, I need it."

Jiang Ding looked at the heavy Xuanhuang Hongmeng Qi among the ten thousand dragons.

In the prototype of the sword world, a feeling of greed and desire suddenly spread, so clear, so definite, but like facing uncooked food, a faint sense of fear arose, not daring to swallow it in one gulp, afraid that it would break into pieces.

"Or, you continue to escape and never stop. I admit that there is nothing I can do."

Jiang Ding looked at them quietly.