Chapter 1009: Send out troops to wipe out injustice in the entire world
Jiang Ding played with this ray of yin-yang magnetic polar light between his fingers, examined it carefully for a long time, and placed it on the Taiqing Flying Sword.
Cute little cartoon hands extended from the smooth blue-gold body of the Taiqing Flying Sword, grabbing this ray of divine light and dragging it into the flying sword little by little, and then there was a crunching sound.
A picture emerged in the minds of many true kings. A cute and cute little girl was holding a divine light and eating something.
Jiang Ding stared at Taiqing Feijian.
Her essence began to transform into the form of magnetic light, but it did not seem to be light, but an energy form. It did not have the wave-particle duality of light and other characteristics, and was very different from the physical rules of the starry sky.
In general, the flying sword's 'wind resistance' and 'space resistance' have been greatly reduced, and the flying sword's speed is faster.
If you are a Yuanying monk, it is almost impossible to see the Taiqing Flying Sword in flight. The same is true for many monks in the early stages of becoming a god. There is not much difference.
Jiang Ding stepped out of his thoughts and calculations and looked down the ninety-nine steps.
The Nascent Soul cultivators such as True Lord Tianyang, True Lord Xufang, True Lord Qingyun, True Lord Yindao, True Lord Ice-blood, True Lord Yunyu, etc. stood in awe with their hands clasped, like statues. There was no sound of breathing, and the drop of a needle could be heard.
Number, one hundred and eighty-seven.
This number is greater than the number of demon kings in the West Desert. For the first time, human monks have an advantage in the number of Nascent Soul monks. Many Nascent Soul Lords are full of confidence.
Over the past two hundred years, all walks of life in Beiyuan have developed rapidly and become extremely prosperous. Nascent Soul Lord Yuanying has sprung up like bamboo shoots after a rain, and involution has increased dramatically.
More than 200 years ago, a monk in the early stage of Yuanying could occupy a fourth-level spiritual vessel and call it the ancestor.
Today, the monks in the early stage of Nascent Soul can no longer compare with the original ones. They can only serve in various places in the atrium and share the fourth-level spiritual veins in the atrium.
However, this is not poverty.
No one wants to go back to the previous era.
Although the status of monks in the early stage of Nascent Soul is lower now, they can obtain much more spiritual stones, heavenly materials, earthly treasures, elixirs, magic weapons and other things than when they were casual cultivators before.
The former master of a sect, to put it nicely, was actually the master of a barren vein, with nothing but fourth-level spiritual veins.
The fourth-level elixirs, magic weapons, and talismans were all collected and refined by oneself bit by bit. Compared with the super power of Tushan Zhongting, it was nothing like clouds and mud, even if he was only one of hundreds of true kings.
"Jianzi, can we send troops to the Western Desert?"
Tianyang Zhenjun longed to say.
Even though he was a Dharma cultivator, his desire to fight seemed even stronger than that of the Sword Cultivator, and he could hardly bear it any longer. The same was true for the surrounding Dharma Cultivators, who were eager to get their own chance in the Western Desert.
As for Zhenjun Xufang and other sword cultivators, their murderous intentions boiled over and were restrained within their bodies, but they looked calm.
"Yeah."
"That's it."
Jiang Ding nodded lightly: "However, we are not sending troops to the Western Desert."
"What?"
True Lord Tianyang was stunned.
True Lord Xu Fang, True Lord Lieyang and other sword cultivators showed excitement.
"Yes, send troops to all places except Beiyuan."
Jiang Ding said slowly.
"Anywhere in this world, whenever there are human beings who suffer injustice, wherever there are evil cultivators who harm the world, wherever there are incense and obscene sacrifices to bewitch the common people..."
"These should all be eradicated one by one."
"Give back to all the people in the world, a peaceful world!"
Anywhere?
Anywhere in this world? ! !
The Nascent Soul Lords were suffocated for breath.
"Yes, Tianjun!"
Then, the eyes of all the true kings showed a fanatical light, and the shouts and roars of the mountains and tsunamis even formed into strong winds and huge waves, blowing in all directions. Under the will of Tushan Atrium,
Golden elixir monks from all over the Northern Plains, as well as monks at the peak of Foundation Establishment, began to gather at the Tushan Atrium - yes, as of today, there is no need to join the army below the peak of Foundation Establishment.
Among the three armies of Tushan, the weakest soldiers are the monks at the peak of foundation building. No matter how weak the monks are, they have no place.
Not being able to join the military is not a lucky thing.
Many subsidies and many meritorious deeds are no longer available, and the hope of promotion to a higher realm is closed. This is more terrifying than death for cultivators.
One by one, the foundation-building elixir monks from Beiyuan, like ants, quickly gathered towards the Tushan Atrium by flying, teleportation arrays and other methods.
I don’t feel this way elsewhere,
If you are near the Liudao Sect stationed in the Tushan Atrium, you can see groups of military decorations gathering here, overwhelming, and they are instinctively attracted to each other by the aura of the military formation. They have experienced at least a hundred years of rigorous training. Rigorous military formation training is almost instinctive.
These millions of monks gathered together, exuding a terrifying and heavy aura without the need for a military formation, suffocating True Monarch Nascent Soul and making the monks of the Transformation God solemn.
While recruiting monks from all over the country, the warehouses that had been stored for hundreds of years in various places in Tushan Atrium were also opened. Stacks of talismans, bottles of elixirs, and pieces of magical weapons were distributed to the hands of all the military formation monks.
All are standard elixirs and standard magic weapons.
But it doesn't mean the quality is poor.
On the contrary, almost all of them are top-notch works of their kind, and almost all of them are high-quality magic weapons that are not circulating in the market.
These things were distributed to all military formation monks like water, arming them to the teeth.
……
The general mobilization that took place in Beiyuan could not be concealed. It alarmed the other three regions almost instantly, and they could not sit back and watch.
Icefield Heavenly Lord has been waiting in the Western Desert for a long time. He has not waited for the arrival of the past and has been extremely enthusiastic. He tried his best to convince himself that Xi, who had destroyed the Six Paths Sect, would come safely, but he felt uneasy.
After thinking for a long time, her clone went to the East China Sea and came to the incense palace hanging high in the sky.
This incense palace is shaped like an elliptical sun, emitting infinite hot light. It is feared by many god-transforming monks and they dare not step into it personally. Icefield Heavenly Lord is no exception. Even if the situation is urgent, she only dares to send a clone. .
Without any delay, the Icefield Heavenly Lord was immediately received by Xi Ping'an and passed through the layers of mighty sword-armored generals who were guarding him.
She saw the sword lord of the East China Sea on a dazzling sword throne.
“Congratulations fellow Taoist!”
As soon as Icefield Heavenly Lord met, he showed a happy smile on his face: "The thief is finally willing to step out of the Six Paths Sect and expose his ambitions. This is a great opportunity for you and me to join forces to kill..."
There's a reason why she said that.
Previously, Xi Ping'an had been trying her best to persuade her and Baizu Tianjun from southern Xinjiang to jointly attack Tushan Tianjun of Liudao Sect, even if they attacked the heavily defended Liudao Sect's formation.
He even took out a strict Tao contract, willing to pay a huge price, promising not to take any of the loot, and at the same time, he was also willing to give a large number of fifth-level heavenly materials and earthly treasures in advance, allowing the two of them to choose at will from the treasure house of the East China Sea Divine Court. .
Such a high cost, and how dangerous Tushan Tianjun is, and how he will become a big trouble in the future... and so on, moved by emotion and rationality, just to join forces to kill Tushan Tianjun.
However, Icefield Heavenly Lord and Centipede Heavenly Lord did not agree due to various reasons.
There are many reasons. They don't trust each other, think it's a trap, have doubts, or they are living a good life and are unwilling to take the risk of changing, and need to wait.
Tianjun has extremely rich experience, has lived for tens of thousands of years, and has his own firm and stubborn Taoist heart. It is too difficult and almost impossible for others to convince others with words instead of crushing strength.
Now, the Lord of the Ice Fields is coming.
She thought that the other party would agree immediately, after all, they were so warm before.
However, the golden-armored god on the throne just stared coldly at the Heavenly Lord of the Ice Phoenix Clan in front of him without saying anything.
There seemed to be violent killing intent in those huge golden pupils, there seemed to be ridicule, and there seemed to be anger.
For a long time, they were silent.
"Fellow Taoist, what do you mean?"
Icefield Heavenly Lord’s heart sank.
(End of chapter)