Chapter 1230: Wait a moment, I will advance to the divine stage
The Great Sun Heavenly Lake continuously travels through the Nine Spirit Realm, passing through one teleportation array after another, exuding infinite brilliance, patrolling the starry sky.
Jiang Ding stood inside the crystal wall of Tianchi, staring at the dark starry sky.
A feeling of peace of mind suddenly arose in his heart.
"Sword,"
"Sword, sword, sword!"
Yue was ready to make a move, eager to give it a try: "You should be the strongest monk in the Nine Spirit Realm. Do you want to consider some other big things?"
She looked like a violent war maniac.
However, this seems to be true.
At this critical time when the nine great Void Refining Masters had not returned from the expedition and the new Void Refining Monk had not yet been born, Da Ri Jianzi was the tenth strongest man in the Nine Spirits Domain.
The top ten strongest people in a realm!
The strongest one in the current realm!
"Big deal?"
Jiang Ding was stunned for a moment.
Then, he rolled his eyes and was too lazy to pay attention to this lunatic of Da Ri Jiange.
"Yue, give up."
True Lord Gu Lin was also here and chuckled: "If Jiang Ding betrays him, not many people in the Immortal Sect will be willing to follow him, and even if they do, it will be useless."
"The Immortal Sect's Seventy-Two Earthly Fiends and Thirty-Six Tiangang Star Formations can't be broken by the cultivators at the peak of virtual refining. The same is true for the Sect-Suppressing Formations of the Eight Immortal Sects. What are you thinking?"
"Humph..."
Yue snorted lightly, too lazy to pay attention to these juniors.
She has a strong sense of hierarchy. Normally speaking to a god-transforming monk is her limit, and she cannot continue to be compatible with others.
While everyone was chatting, Da Ri Tian Chi once again passed through the super teleportation array, officially returned to the Immortal Sect, and emerged in the super teleportation array.
The Great Sun Tianchi burst into light, releasing True Monarch Gu Lin, An Siyan, Jin Lingfeng and other monks, as well as their battleships, the Sky Carrier, which turned on autopilot and flew towards the 33rd day of the Immortal Sect.
A dense array of aerial battleships, aerial fighter planes, and aerial motherships appeared in the sky.
The military formation spread out a large area of runes, many battleships had blood and sword marks on their hulls, and a fierce and evil aura from the battlefield rushed towards them.
"Welcome!"
"Welcome, comrades, and return in triumph!"
Lord Shenji brought many government officials who stayed behind on their home planet to greet them. As soon as they saw the many warships and monks coming off the Great Sun Lake, they bowed deeply, with an extremely upright and formal posture.
"All this depends on the citizens of Xianmen who are not afraid of sacrifice, go forward and fight with sincerity."
"Therefore, I won by luck and fulfilled my mission."
Jiang Ding was not as casual as usual. He came to the Lord Shenji and returned the courtesy to him with a dignified attitude.
Lord Shenji Tianjun was not simply greeting him.
It is also fulfilling the responsibility of acting on behalf of the government, paying tribute to the countless Xianmen citizens who fought bloody battles, and comforting the souls of the sacrificed citizens, which is not something Jiang Ding himself can refuse.
"Thank you!"
Lord Shenji held Jiang Ding's hand tightly, feeling very emotional in his heart, but he didn't say much.
Xianmen held a grand welcome ceremony and banquet for the returning expeditionary force, and announced the good news to many citizens, boosting their morale.
After the banquet, the sleeping monks continued to sleep, while the resting monks began to take a vacation.
After the vacation is over, they will look at the development of the war situation and join the battlefield again. The sleeping monks are in the final sequence of signs. Unless it is absolutely necessary, the Immortal Sect will not recruit these sleeping monks who are about to break through to become gods.
In the empty Golden Palace, Jiang Ding, Zhenjun Gulin and Tianjun Shenji, as well as An Siyan, Jin Lingfeng, Zhang Junsheng and others who had not entered deep sleep for some reasons were walking. Even though there was no one around at this time, they He also kept quiet and only spoke with his spiritual consciousness.
"Senior, how is the battlefield?" Jiang Ding asked.
Shenji Tianjun has always had a direct channel to contact the front line. This is related to the future of the Immortal Sect and cannot be lost.
“Very smooth.”
"At present, the advantages of the Nine Immortal Sects have become much greater."
Divine Lord Shenji shielded Zhenjun Gulin and others, who tugged on his beard and walked to the side: "Emperor Jiaoming took the initiative to interrupt the bloody battle in the yin and yang inversion formation of the King of Hell of Hell, and rescued the upcoming The millions of monks from the Horned Demon Emperor clan who died saved the Horned Demon Emperor clan from annihilation.”
"For this reason, Emperor Jiaoming paid the price of being seriously injured, nearly half of the great emperors died violently, and nearly half of the ancient emperors were seriously injured."
"The current situation looks great. The Nine Immortal Sects are expected to conquer the Middle Thousand World of the Horned Demon Realm within four hundred years and drive out the Horned Demon Imperial Clan."
"The premise is that the Nine Immortal Sects will not be in civil strife and Emperor Jiao Ming will seize the opportunity."
"Four more years?"
Jiang Ding was a little confused.
Obviously in the past, the Horned Demon Emperor had not been seriously injured. When the Horned Demon Emperor's Hedao Formation had nearly 100 million clan members, it only took five hundred years to conquer it. Now that they have gained such a huge advantage, it still takes four hundred years. In line with common sense.
"Yes, that's it."
Shenji Tianjun explained: "After losing the huge pressure from the outside world, the Immortal Sect and the Eight Immortal Sects, and the Eight Immortal Sects, began to have cracks. They were no longer so united. Everyone was afraid of being seriously injured or dead, thus leaving themselves and the Eight Immortal Sects. The sect lost its right to speak in the division of the spoils after the war.”
"Many things are political and cannot be viewed from a purely military perspective."
"This is a good thing for the Immortal Sect."
Shenji Tianjun looked very optimistic: "Once a Hedao monk is born in the Eight Immortal Sects, we are definitely not the only ones who are afraid. The other Seven Immortal Sects are also very afraid of such things. At that time, we and the Seven Immortal Sects Instead, the relationship will improve dramatically and enter the honeymoon period again.”
"There is a lot of room for leisure in this, which can ensure that the Xianmen's post-war status will not be shaken."
"Understood."
"Senior said this, so that must be the case."
Jiang Ding smiled and nodded.
The three of them chatted for a while. Jiang said goodbye to Lord Shenji Tianjun and said to Lord Gulin: "Teacher, I am going to go through the Tribulation of Divine Transformation. If you are interested, you can watch it."
"Naturally interested."
True Lord Gu Lin was refreshed.
She is just waiting here.
Using the prototype of the Void Refining Space to become a god was completely blank in research within the Immortal Sect. She actually had a lot of uneasiness in her heart, so she had just settled it long ago.
"Okay."
Jiang Ding smiled.
He took one step forward, his body hazy, passed through the space, and came outside the atmosphere of the Immortal Sect. He let go of all his breath and stopped suppressing anything.
Boom!
In the starry sky, billowing dark clouds gathered, expanding to thousands of miles in an instant, and then tens of thousands of miles, spreading layer after layer in the starry sky.
The dark clouds were as black as ink, and electric snakes swam and flickered in them. Every thunder was glowing with purple color, and the general trend of heaven and earth gathered together and merged into the thunder.
Any of these thunderbolts can easily smash the God Transformation cultivator.
And such thunder is all over the sky, covering the sky and the earth, like a net of blue and purple thunder, a prison of thunder, sealing off all spaces for escape.
In such a terrible thunder and hell,
A young man in green clothes sat quietly with a peaceful expression.
(End of chapter)