A swarm of heavy artillery bombarded the cultivators

A Transformation God Heavenly Monarch, a Transformation God Heavenly Monarch who has lived for nearly ten thousand years.

He only has the quasi-fifth-level formation level.

This is not a casual cultivator who has lost his inheritance. The formation is indeed difficult, and it is the top of the hundred arts of cultivation. But after ten thousand years, he should have been polished up.

But he is really quasi-fifth level.

It is really...

"Senior Wan Zhu... Forget it, Wan Zhu, I really can't say the word senior."

Jiang Ding shook his head and said, "There is no need to wait for your body far away in the Guishan Tie family. I have sealed the nearby space and earth veins. Even if there is a secret teleportation array built by the Beiyuan family nearby, it will take at least ten breaths for him to arrive."

"Now you have nine breaths. If you can hold on, you can survive."

Around, the Great Sun Destruction Sword Domain has completely swallowed up all the evil spirits, covering the entire Six Paths Sect inside and out, and dominating the flow of spiritual energy in the surrounding 1,200 kilometers of heaven and earth. No other cultivators can intervene.

This led to a result that the Six Paths Sect's formation could only use spirit stone reserves and quasi-fifth-level spirit veins, and could no longer mobilize the surrounding spiritual energy. The power and duration of the formation were greatly reduced.

"Ridiculous!"

"Tushan, your formation is indeed beyond expectations!"

Wanzhu Tianjun snorted coldly, full of murderous intent: "However, the formation is just a trivial skill. You should know that cultivation is the foundation of immortals!"

"The Six Paths of Reincarnation and No Life Formation is not something that you, a mere cultivator in the early stage of transformation, can break!"

"Your concealment spell is indeed mysterious, but it cannot conceal the connection between my body and my soul. He will come in the next moment, and you will die without a burial place!"

Wanzhu Tianjun uttered waves of magic sounds, and pounced on the souls of people in front of him.

For thousands of years, even the Icefield Tianjun of the Western Desert did not dare to step into the Six Paths Sect's formation!

"Formation?"

"Oh? Do you think you also understand the formation?"

Jiang Ding asked with a smile.

"You..."

The Lord of Ten Thousand Spiders was furious.

Clang!

A sword sounded, resounding through the heavens and the earth.

Then, a brilliant sun rose up, and fell down with a bang, accurately hitting the core of the Hungry Ghost Path Array. In the earth-shaking explosion, countless scorching, destructive, and forbidden sword auras exploded, sweeping away a large area of ​​the array pattern.

Bang!

The world of hundreds of millions of hungry ghosts collapsed into countless clouds and shattered. Even the whole world could not contain this bright and dazzling sword.

Jiang Ding quietly watched the collapsed void in front of him.

Buzz!

In the spiritual light all over the sky, in the deeper space, array patterns began to revive, drawing the spiritual stones and quasi-fifth-level spiritual veins that the Six Paths Sect had stored for countless years, and once again laid out a vivid world.

"Mee!"

"Roar!"

"Chirp, chirp..."

This world is a vast mountain and grassland, where pigs, cattle, sheep, dogs and other animals live, sparrows, eagles and other animals fly in the sky, snakes, insects, ants, fish and other creatures roar, reproduce and thrive, and look natural and harmonious.

However, if you look closely, the eyes of these pigs, cattle, sheep and dogs are particularly smart, containing all kinds of pain, roaring, and extremely complex emotional changes.

Just like... human eyes!

One of the six paths, the animal path!

In ancient myths and legends, this is the place where evil people will enter, turn into animals, reincarnate from generation to generation, suffer slavery, hardship, and torture, until they wash away their sins and reincarnate as humans again.

"The inheritance of the animal path of the Hei family..."

Jiang Ding said to himself, thinking of the past.

"Tushan, you are going to die!"

Hundreds of millions of pigs, cows, sheep and dogs all looked at the young man in blue in the sky. The voice of the Ten Thousand Spiders Heavenly Monarch came, growling: "The six reincarnations are eternal. You can't break them or get out of them. You will be trapped here and will never be reborn. Pay the price for your arrogance and rudeness!"

The space around Jiang Ding was hazy. Countless memories and countless hidden evil thoughts were born and died around him, trying to drag him into the illusion.

Every one of these thoughts told him that you are a cow, a dog, a sheep, born to eat grass, and this place belongs to you... You should forget everything... You have lived here from beginning to end... What Heavenly Monarch, what God of Transformation, these are all your dreams, completely non-existent illusions...

This is the heart demon illusion that can make God of Transformation sink!

"Wan Zhu, this is ridiculous."

Jiang Ding didn't care: "Such a crude illusion of the heart demon makes people laugh. It seems that even the Six Paths Patriarch was not good at the heart demon."

"You are so good, you treat this thing you are not good at as a treasure, and you can't even give full play to it."

Boom!

Boom!

A bright sun rose up and fell to the earth. In the terrible explosion, this world of the animal way was completely shattered and destroyed, without any resistance.

The void was broken, and deeper formations emerged again.

This is a mortal city, farmers, merchants, officials, hawkers, prefects, and the curling green smoke from the tile houses, and the fireworks of the world are all around.

Jiang Ding seemed to have turned into a farmer, who spent his whole life farming, farming, and when he grew up, he married and had children, and took his son to farm together, never stopping.

Until the day before his death, he was still working in the fields, without a day of rest, and his whole life was tiring and hard.

He seemed to have become the son of a merchant, learning how to do business from his father, and the next moment he seemed to have become the son of a prefect, reading the Four Books and Five Classics, making friends, visiting the elders, and preparing for the imperial examination in the future...

Countless people's lives seemed to belong to him. Memories came to Jiang Ding one after another, layer upon layer, endless, trying to cover up his original memories and turn him into a wandering soul that only existed in the Six Dao Sect's Zhenzong Formation. .

Of the six paths, the path of the human world!

"This is better."

Jiang Ding nodded.

boom!

The Taiqing Flying Sword carried endless light and thundered down, destroying the human world into a ball of dregs, and countless spiritual lights collapsed.

Next, the path of Shura, the path of heaven and humanity, the path of hell...

All of these are the scenes of the six reincarnations in myths and legends. They are extremely detailed. After reincarnation again and again, even the god-turned-god will sink, his soul will be blinded, and he will fall into an eternal illusion, and he will never wake up.

However,

Fear gradually emerged in the heart of Ten Thousand Spider Heavenly Lords.

boom!

Boom boom!

…

The bright sun rises again and again, and every time it falls, one of the six reincarnations will inevitably be destroyed!

Nothing can stop it!

Whether it is gathering the power of many heavenly beings, gathering the power of all animals, or the power of hungry ghosts, it is all useless. Instead, it only increases the consumption of the formation.

In the end, Ten Thousand Spiders Heavenly Lord no longer dared to control the formation in a precise manner.

He found that the more he controlled the formation and the more precise he wanted to perform it, the more he suffered in the end and it was of no use at all!

"No, I won't lose so quickly!"

"I can still hold on twenty times, twenty times!"

Lord Ten Thousand Spiders looked at the rapidly consuming spirit stones and felt fear in his heart: "The main body is almost here. The Six Paths of Reincarnation and Inanimate Formation is known as the immortal reincarnation. It must not be destroyed so quickly. It must be..."

Keng!

Clang!

At this time, along with the crisp sound of swords, nine rays of brilliant blue-gold sword energy burst out from within the Six Paths Sect. Each sword energy was as big as a mountain peak, and it shot out 100,000 special immortal sword energy in all directions. , accurately cutting into each formation node, cutting off the spiritual vein nodes.

The six paths of eternal reincarnation were whirring in and out of motion, and the six paths of reincarnation paused in silence for a moment, completely stagnating.

"not good!"

The separation of the souls of Ten Thousand Spider Heavenly Lords was horrifying.

He wanted to save it, but he couldn't do anything. He could only watch the formation completely lose control.

"Walk!"

In the end, without even thinking, he used the secret technique of burning soul to fight for his life, and fled madly into the distance.

Keng!

There was a gentle sound of sword clanging.

This voice passed clearly into the ears of Ten Thousand Spider Heavenly Lord's souls, and then his head went cold and he fell into eternal darkness.

"Ridiculous."

"Without the protection of the great formation, even a mere fragmented soul dares to flee in front of me."

Jiang Ding fished out a palm-sized black Nascent Soul from the void, shook his head and said.

Boom!

The solidified formation of the Six Paths Sect's Sect Zhenzong and the Six Paths of Reincarnation and Inanimate Formation exploded at this moment. Countless spiritual lights splashed out, the mountain peaks collapsed in pieces, the space cracked, and the earth was as turbulent and fragmented as if it was rolling.

This formation, which has been passed down for tens of thousands of years, is broken!

Amid the space cracks and smoke that filled the sky, Jiang Ding looked calmly as he looked at the half-human, half-spider monk tens of thousands of miles away who suddenly stopped.

He had an extremely strange appearance. His upper body was that of a human, a young man with withered yellow and white hair, and from the waist down, he was a ferocious spider with eight legs. The barbs on the spider legs were cold and sharp, and could scratch them unconsciously. into the delicate void.

Although this person is human, he looks more weird and terrifying than any monster.

"Wan Zhu, hello!"

Jiang Ding greeted him cordially: "Your soul just disappeared. It seems that you committed suicide because you felt extremely guilty because of the sins you committed."

"It's also very possible that he died because he felt ashamed in front of the kind and lovely me."

"Before he died, he asked me to beat you to death so that he would not be lonely in hell."

Jiang Ding casually crushed the separated soul in his hand and said with a smile.