Chapter 230: Celebrate by chasing down an old man
The Taiqing Flying Sword buzzed and vibrated.
"Where is, where is my sword intention..."
Jiang Ding hummed a song, closed his eyes and felt for a moment, then looked to the west: "It's still in the direction of Tielou Mountain, it's weakened a little bit, but he can't clear out my Destruction Sword Intent, let alone directly hurt the soul, even if it's removed. Impossible.”
call out!
The whole person is flying in the sky, the trajectory is up and down, turning corners from time to time, like a little bee, very happy.
But he always maintained complete concealment and never relaxed.
A few hours later
Crossing the Southern District Spiritual Medicine Garden, we arrived near the Lost Soul River again. After walking around for a short while, we finally found an old and simple stone bridge, flying over it.
"Getting closer."
"I can already feel the coldness and resentment of this man. I don't know how many humans he has killed over the past hundreds of years, refined them into ghosts, and collected them into long banners."
Jiang Ding restrained some of his joy and expressed respect for the innocent and unjust dead.
The tone is slightly colder.
"This kind of demonic monks who use human beings as their raw materials have original sin and deserve to die. If I can dominate a world, I will kill them all and destroy all their inheritances!"
boom!
In the distance, there were violent spiritual energy fluctuations, and a bright spiritual light erupted.
Jiang Ding stood still and looked into the distance.
A mountain-like jade staircase stands on the horizon, reaching straight into the Nine Heavens. Surrounded by thunder and wind and rain, the terrifying pressure spreads to the sky and the earth, and is reflected in the eyes of everyone in the Nine Heavens Secret Realm.
On it, a thin figure stood still with difficulty.
The heavy sound of vicissitudes of life came.
"Disciple Li Qingyun, twenty-six years old, climbed the Nine Heavens inheritance ladder and passed four steps."
"He can be an inner disciple of the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder Sect!"
"If you can be awarded the "Purple Thunder Code" sub-chapter, "Qing Shen Dharma", if you practice diligently and serve the sect, you can be awarded the "Purple Thunder Code", and Nascent Soul will have hope."
There is hope for Nascent Soul!
These words were deeply reflected in the souls of all immortal cultivators. They were inexplicably excited and trembled, and instinctively flew towards the place where the Jade Stairway to the Sky was.
At the bottom of the stairs, the descendants of the Seven Feather Sect who had received the news in advance had already begun to climb.
Just take the first step.
As soon as the aura hit the stairs, he was sent flying far away. He was not even qualified to become a handyman. If he tried to climb up the stairs, he would vomit blood and fly back. He would fall to the ground with serious injuries and his muscles and bones would be almost broken.
"Stairway to the Nine Heavens!"
Others refused to give up, with fanaticism in their eyes, and continued to try to climb.
No matter who they are, they will retreat in one step, including the seven true heirs of the sect, and will not fall into the eyes of the Nine Heavens Ladder.
"Inheritance?"
Jiang Ding took a look and continued on his way.
He is not interested in inheritance.
"...Above the Nine Heavens..."
"...Stairway to Immortality...Eternal Opportunity to Become an Immortal..."
The wisps of sound appear in the ears, like the sound of Taoism, full of temptation, making people have endless greed in their hearts, and imagine the scene of ascending to the fairy world.
Jiang Ding's face condensed.
Keng!
The Taiqing Flying Sword clanked, and the sword of destruction spread in all directions, killing all the sounds that brought illusions.
Invisible escaping light crosses the land of Tieloushan.
Compared to other places, there is no vegetation here. Everything you look around is made of rocks. Tornadoes as sharp as knives sweep around all year round, leaving deep tunnels on the ground and filling the sky with yellow sand.
There are many spiritual minerals produced here!
Rumor has it that it was here that the founder of Zhongxing got a lot of Kongming Crystal Copper, which started his momentum, and later he was able to save the Zhongxing Sect.
boom!
Far away,
The inheritance ladder shines brightly again, and fairy music plays to celebrate the addition of new disciples to the sect.
"Disciple Mu Tianxue, two hundred and thirty-seven years old, climbed the Nine Heavens Stairway and passed five steps!"
"He can be an inner disciple of the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder Sect!"
"If you are awarded the "Tianhua Shuimudian", if you practice diligently and serve the sect, there is hope for Yuanying."
Two hundred and thirty-seven years old!
Jiang Ding's expression changed and he looked back at the stairs in the sky.
A woman in a white dress stood quietly on the fifth step of the Nine Heavens Staircase. She had snow-white skin, black hair like ink, and a faint flash of blood in her phoenix eyes.
"Old monster that transforms into blood!"
Under the inheritance ladder, some people screamed in fear and fled in all directions.
"How is it possible?"
"She is already very old, how could she be chosen as a disciple by the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder Sect?!" Many Seven Feather Sect disciples were trembling and fled in all directions.
"Why this time!"
Li Qingyun said in fear, but he did not dare to take a step away from the Nine Heavens Staircase and stood firmly on the spot.
But I feel happy in my heart.
If he hadn't approached the young martial uncle immediately, he would probably have died by now.
"She's not old."
"Very young."
Jiang Ding said to himself.
"Two hundred and thirty-seven years old, in the late stage of the Golden Elixir, the Qi training clone of the Blood Ancestor from the Blood Slaughter Hall."
"If there are too many of these old things, even if they are just clones, it will still be difficult to deal with."
His escape speed suddenly accelerated, and he gave up some of his concealment abilities, reaching the point where the foundation-building monk's spiritual consciousness could detect him.
Kill towards the corner of Tielou Mountain with extreme speed.
……
"What is this?!"
Deep in the valley, an old man in black robe looked ugly.
In the soul, a tiny blue sword intention was like a gangrene attached to the bone.
Over the past few days, no matter how many secret techniques were used to refine and cleanse it, or even use the powerful control of the golden elixir to cut off some of the soul, it could still reappear in the same place.
Buzz!
The azure sword energy suddenly vibrated, and became more and more violent. It resonated with a certain aura in the distance, and the frequency became faster and faster!
I couldn't help but look up.
A blue sword light descended.
"A mere qi-training ant dares to come here without even thinking about escaping."
The ancestor of Baigui was so angry that he was shaking all over.
"Okay, okay!"
"Since you are seeking death, don't blame the ancestor!"
boom!
Just a breath of time.
Amidst the huge air explosion,
A sword light, blessed to the limit by electromagnetic interlacing patterns, disappeared into the detection of divine consciousness at an extremely fast speed, and landed on his head.
Bang!
The black-robed old man's body was torn apart and turned into pieces of spiritual light that disappeared.
"Close space movement? Formation?"
Seven or eight hundred meters away,
Jiang Ding revealed his figure and said calmly.
The Destruction Sword Intent locked onto the soul, and he would not think that he was mistaken and struck a puppet.
It must be the real person.
Buzz!
On the ground, dark lines of Yin Qi appeared everywhere and quickly connected to form a terrifying formation covering the sky and the earth. Ghosts cried, wolves howled, and whines could be heard everywhere.
A bunch of fierce ghosts emerged from the ground, like a tide, with almost no end.
One hundred heads, one thousand heads!
Ten thousand heads!
Thousands of ghosts!
It has reached a terrifying number of ten thousand ghosts. The weakest are the ghosts at the first level of Qi training, and the strongest ghosts at the peak of Qi training are hundreds!
A fierce ghost with the aura of a foundation-building ghost general, Jiutou!
"Ignorant junior!"
"Even if we are both in the Qi training period, my ancestor is not someone you can bully!"
In the sky,
The old man in black robe appeared, looked down, and said coldly.
"Caitou, I don't agree with what you say."
Jiang Ding smiled and said solemnly.
"You are the lucky winner!"
"Today I am in charge of the props for celebrating the great occasion, and I will do the same when the King of Heaven comes!"
boom!
A round of bright blue sun appeared, carrying endless light and heat, slashing towards the figure surrounded by ghosts in the sky.
(End of chapter)