Chapter 1538 The Immortal Sect Scouts, the Great Sun Sword Master, are dispatched!
"Middle stage of refining the void..."
The aura on Jiang Ding's body gradually stabilized, and he stood up, his eyes gradually showing traces of blood.
At this moment, Taiqing Feijian has been promoted to the seventh level of Hedao Treasure. He is in the middle stage of cultivation, his swordsmanship is in the quasi-celestial sword realm, and his sword soul is in the juvenile stage.
All aspects have reached the limit of a stage.
His breakthrough in any aspect will inevitably take thousands or even tens of thousands of years, and it is no longer possible for him to increase his strength in a short period of time.
Now, the time has come.
Jiang Ding's soul connected to the central array spirit computer and held another meeting of the Immortal Sect to participate in politics.
It took a long time this time. It took nearly ten years before all the political participants of the Immortal Sect Political Participation Meeting gradually arrived. Usually everyone is very busy, training, fighting, researching, and government affairs. The meeting cannot be held just as soon as it is called.
If it is not an urgent matter, you need to wait for other people to participate in politics to make time.
Moreover, if there is no important matter in convening a meeting, dereliction of duty, and making fun of the princes, the person who convened the meeting will be severely fined and deprived of the qualification to participate in politics. In serious cases, it will also violate the criminal law.
"Big day, congratulations, it seems you have solved your problem."
With a glance from far away, he understood something instantly and congratulated sincerely.
This generation of Great Sun Sword Master has finally finished handling his own affairs and is about to unsheath himself.
The strongest Sun Sword Master in the history of Nine Spirit Realm!
He is about to appear in front of the beings of the Ancient God Realm, allowing them to experience the blessings that the monks of the Nine Spirit Realm have enjoyed for hundreds of thousands of years.
"It seems that our war situation will turn around."
Master Shenji breathed a sigh of relief and smiled.
"Those disgusting people, they only do sneak attacks and never fight head-on, hehe..."
Zhenzun Wanji, Zhenzun Canghai and others looked expectant.
"Seniors, how is the current situation of the war?"
Jiang Ding asked casually.
"Still the same."
"In a stalemate."
Yuandao: "We stick to the Ten Domains, constantly build formations, deploy teleportation formations, incorporate small thousand worlds into star domain level formations, and continue to expand our troops to defend various places... At the same time, our formations have been destroyed, and we have been constantly destroying them. Unable to fully bring all areas under control.”
"The progress is very slow. If there are no changes, it may take thousands or tens of thousands of years before a Taoist monk appears in the Immortal Sect to completely solve the current problem."
"That's good."
"Now, what do you need me to do?"
Jiang Ding asked simply and neatly.
"There are no fixed tasks."
"Freedom to play."
Yuan smiled, but his eyes were cold: "The Xianmen Military Committee hopes that you can achieve some goals and kill some scattered Hedao Lords."
"Don't they boast of being highly mobile and united in strength, with guerrillas scattered in all directions and a citizen fleet helpless?"
"Da Ri, you'd better let them know something!"
"That is, if you are scattered, you will die!"
"The more spread out, the faster you die!"
Yuan said solemnly.
"I understand, I will do it."
Jiang Ding bowed slightly, his body collapsed and disappeared.
From this moment on, his figure completely disappeared, no longer appearing in the Immortal Sect communication network, and no longer appearing in the eyes of any intelligent beings.
It can even be said that, except for the Central Array Spirit Computer, no one in the world can contact him.
This creature has completely disappeared.
This is the scout of Xianmen.
Professional, reliable, dedicated and skilled.
The remaining eight people in the Political Participation Association looked at each other in confusion and did not leave immediately. They felt an inexplicable chill in their hearts and felt a hair in their hearts.
"Yuan, be careful."
Zhenzun Wanji swallowed involuntarily: "A being whose strength far exceeds that of Xi Yuan, and who is also cheap, cool, and not at all upright, the Sun Sword Master. This kind of guy is very scary. You better have the ability to prevent this level of assassination. "We all depend on you."
"..."
Look up at the sky from afar.
"Yuan, I originally thought that after Da Ri was promoted to Lianxu, I would let him check and balance you."
Jinliu Zhenzun sighed: "After all, we are all very uneasy."
"However... alas,"
"You should continue to do it. He is completely uncontrollable and completely restrained by military orders. He is more than a hundred times more dangerous than you."
"Hahaha..."
"Exaggerated."
Canghai Zhenzun laughed. He was not as worried as others, worried that the civil political tradition would be destroyed. He was very relaxed and said: "Why do you think so much? Isn't it about checks and balances now?"
"It's impossible to walk alone far away, and it's impossible to walk alone on a bright day."
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"This is a balance between the two powers."
"When the Central Array Spirit Computer reaches the eighth level, everything will be restored."
"...You put it lightly..."
A few people laughed and seemed not worried about failure.
Every monk who has experienced the Great Sun Sword Pavilion era will have no doubts about this question.
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Experienced many teleportations that only the central array spirit computer knew about.
Sometimes it turns into ore, sometimes it turns into a chair or tableware on a battleship, sometimes it turns into an ordinary Immortal Gate Foundation-building soldier.
After a lot of time, a completely invisible figure appeared in the Demon Realm.
Leaving the Zhongqian Demon Realm, he walked into the starry sky of the universe.
"Another realm that has never been before..."
Jiang Ding walked silently in the dead starry sky.
He was the only one around him in all directions. This kind of loneliness made him feel at ease. He had already adapted to it. It had always been like this in the upper world and in Beiyuan.
Hidden between heaven and earth, not communicating with any living beings, not contaminated by any cause and effect.
Demonic Heaven Domain, one of the ten domains occupied by the Immortal Sect in the Ancient God Realm, came from the past clan land of the Netherworld Black Sky Crane Clan. Now it is occupied by the Immortal Sect, which has liberated hundreds of millions of sentient beings in this domain and brought them compared to A better life in the past, it's a fact that happened in the past.
However, as many of the Hedao God Lords of the Ancient God Alliance refused to fight head-on and adopted a piecemeal approach, this realm fell into separatist chaos again.
Except for the Demonic Heaven Realm in the Middle Thousand World, most of the many small realms in the entire Demonic Heaven Realm only surrendered in name, but in fact became the territory of the Ancient God Alliance.
From time to time, the Hedao God Lord appears in these Zhongqian Worlds. Once the Immortal Sect attempts to control these places, they will immediately be struck by thunder.
They hope to use this method to bring down the Immortal Sect, causing the logistics of the Citizen Fleet to collapse, and then triggering the collapse of the entire fleet.
Jiang Ding flew in the realm, rushing through teleportation jumps from time to time, constantly evaluating, and making his own judgment based on the information from the Immortal Sect.
In the end, he chose a transportation node on the border between the Demonic Sky Realm and the Black Sky Realm, a place called Longcao Small Realm.
This small world was once occupied by the Immortal Sect, which completed actual control and established grassroots political power, production, tax collection, etc. At its peak, there were 270,000 citizens, and the Jiaoming Domain recruited 1.5 million monks to manage the entire small world in an orderly manner. Thousands of worlds.
Until something changed.
A Hedao monk named Blood Bone God Lord appeared here, slaughtered everyone, including 270,000 citizens, and turned this place into his own dojo, leaving the clan's Void Refining monks to guard this place and the surrounding area. The world, I am nowhere to be found.
In the void, a palace of white bones stands, swallowing up the spiritual energy of heaven and earth brought by thousands of people from all directions, and using the light of the sun, moon and stars for cultivation.
"This is it."
Jiang Ding quietly stared at this huge palace, which seemed to be much larger than the palace of Emperor Yanshi in the past.
It's a pity that the Void Refining monks living here are just ants, and the real Demon God Sect Hedao monk Blood and Bone God Lord is missing.
In the deduction of the Xianmen Central Formation Spirit Computer, it is most likely that Luo Dan Hedao Divine Monarch will appear again here.
Of course, this requires the cooperation of the Xianmen Citizen Fleet.
The Immortal Sect Citizen Fleet will launch a sweep operation recently to sweep away all the forces of the Ancient God Alliance in the Small Thousand Worlds in several realms, and once again restore actual control over the many Small Thousand Worlds.
At that time, these Hedao God Lords will take action to attack the Zhongqian World behind the Immortal Sect.
At that time, there will inevitably be a lonely Hedao Shenjun.
(End of chapter)