Chapter 1237 Jiang Dingzi became an ignorant native
I don't know how far away from the Nine Spirit Realm, perhaps beyond the exploration range of the Immortal-level sect, in the distant starry sky, a black-clothed swordsman with cold eyes suddenly woke up from seclusion.
"Big Sun Sword..."
Such a name appeared in Tianjian Jianzi's mind.
There was some inexplicable feeling in his heart that this name might appear in his path again in the future and cause him some trouble.
However, he did not issue an order to go out and let the sect find this person.
Because this is a monk of the same level.
"Ants, grow up."
"Grow up quickly. It's best if you appear in front of me again and you can cause a life-or-death crisis for me..."
Tianjian Jianzi whispered.
He expected his opponents to grow up and then turn them into his resources.
"Jianzi, have you encountered an enemy?"
"I'll capture it for you right now!"
A hazy thunderous figure appeared around him, bathed in the endless thunder rules. His aura was extremely terrifying, but his posture was very humble and flattering.
"Lei Jun, please don't do this."
Tianjian Jianzi frowned and said: "Sword cultivator, it is an honor to die in a battle of the same level. You should sit back and watch my death instead of paying so much attention to me. You should have a cold heart."
"Yes, Jianzi."
The thunder figure respectfully said yes.
Tianjian Jianzi understood in his heart that his orders would not be resolutely and completely implemented.
Compared with the ancient Nine Immortal Sects, the Leiyang Heavenly Sword Realm is not weaker than them and is stronger, but it lacks a bit of foundation, a kind of ruthlessness that has experienced countless years.
This may be inevitable.
The brothers fought through hardships, helped each other, relied on each other, and walked out together, becoming one of the nine great immortal sects in the world. There was no reason to sit back and watch the death of brothers and juniors.
This deep emotional bond allowed the Leiyang Heavenly Sword Realm to rise from the bloody battle and destroy the ancient Immortal Sect.
At this moment, the sect has completely gained a firm foothold. When there are no longer too many foreign invasions, it may become an obstacle to the further development of the sect, and it may pay a huge price in the future.
"No, it won't."
"With me here, the sect will never have worries..."
Tianjian Jianzi whispered.
……
In the starry sky, Shenji Tianjun and others looked at the dazed young man in green in the distance and held their breath.
Everyone knows that the newly born God-Transforming Heavenly Lord has reached the final stage of promotion to God-Transforming, the Heart Demon Tribulation.
After that, another god-transforming heavenly king was born who would live for thousands of years.
If you fail to survive, or if you delay for too long, the injuries in your body will completely worsen, and the new soul will disintegrate, which is also the result of death.
In the realm, there are countless talented heroes who died from the calamity of inner demons.
……
The surrounding void is hazy, transforming into real worlds.
If a monk has the slightest nostalgia, fear, fear, curiosity and other emotions, or a crack in his heart, he will sink into the inner demon and die in an instant.
A young man in green clothes stood quietly in the void holding an incomplete long sword.
Worlds passed before him.
Some of them are from the days when I was young, living with my mother and sister in Rongcheng. The family was not rich and powerful, but they lived a fulfilling, comfortable and warm life. Although these years are ordinary, two thousand years later, Today, it seems extremely precious.
In two thousand years, this is the only kind of affection between families and nothing else.
Even if he gets married and has children, such a warm family may not appear. After countless hardships, countless fights, countless enlightened monks, after all, they have changed a lot, and they may not be able to produce this kind of childhood love. The subtle emotions of time, family affection.
This kind of emotion may not be seen again in the next thousand years, let alone three thousand years, or even in the next tens of thousands of years.
This kind of emotion makes people feel nostalgic and gives birth to a strong reluctance.
Even if they knew it was fake, many monks could not let it go. The more they killed hundreds of millions of old demons, blood demons and old monsters who were famous for their viciousness and cruelty, the more so.
Their temperaments and lives are too extreme, and their moods fluctuate greatly. They are not as calm as those of Taoist masters.
Having a complete family and a complete childhood is very important even for a monk who transforms into a god.
"My childhood was happy and complete, and there was no need to change anything." Jiang Ding sighed.
He did not draw his sword, and his movements were much gentler. He used the sun to destroy the sword's intention, destroy the law and the forbidden law order to cut off the energy supply of this inner demon, allowing this warm world to disappear spontaneously.
Then, comes love.
There are many women, many maids in the Tushan Atrium, many maids who ask for anything, the beauties of heaven in the four seas, and many women in the Immortal Sect. Many emotions are sincere and beautiful.
Keng!
Jiang Ding drew his sword and destroyed the world in front of him with one sword, without any words.
Next, the world turns around, and inner demons are everywhere, attacking from countless angles such as friendship, greed, and desire for the great road.
Some scenes show the powerful internal strife of the Immortal Sect of the Nine Spirits Domain and their defeat, the Horned Demon Emperor killing everyone, the Horned Demon Emperor’s army reviving, slaughtering hundreds of millions of people, and everyone dying in blood and fire;
In some worlds, the Immortal Sect dominates the world, rules hundreds of millions of realms, and truly becomes an Immortal Sect;
There are civil wars raging in the immortal sects. Because of unequal interests, citizens attack each other and fight to the death, staining the mother planet with blood...
And so on, everything is shattered and torn under the sword light. Nothing can make the cold sword cultivator stop at all. If there is an obstacle in front, he can cut it with one sword.
No matter whether there are enemies inside or outside, all you have to do is draw your sword.
Peace in this world and tranquility in the universe and galaxies can only be guaranteed through constant fighting and struggle. It never relies on chance charity or saints coming to favor you.
All obstacles are destroyed.
Finally, the last world solidified, leaving the sword cultivator stunned. Then the world enlarged, spread to the entire world, and turned into reality.
One by one, enemies worthy of attention appeared in front of Jiang Ding along the way.
"Jiang Dingzi!"
"Tushan..."
"Why did you kill me?"
The first golden elixir monk who died in Jiang Ding's hands, the Peacock King of Tushan Demon Kingdom, appeared, followed closely by True Lord Divine Crow, True Lord Burning Bone and others, Nascent Soul monks, as well as Ice Phoenix Heavenly Lord and Hundred Foot Heavenly Lord. , Ten Thousand Spiders Heavenly Lord and other god-transforming monks.
Finally, there are the recently deceased Horned Demon Emperor Clan geniuses such as Ancient Prince Mingtian, Ancient Emperor Cangyan, and Emperor Cangkong.
They were killed beyond the ranks and died a very humiliating death.
"Tushan! What do you rely on?"
Lord Burning Bone, King Peacock and others asked sternly with blood and tears in their eyes.
"Jiang Dingzi!"
"You are so arrogant that you can kill the emperor's sons with what reason?"
The headless, hundred-foot-long giant bodies of the monks from the Horned Demon Emperor Clan such as the Ancient Prince Mingtian and the Ancient Emperor Cangyan also revived and asked questions with incomparable resentment.
"Are you extremely talented?"
"Are you determined to fight?"
"Is your understanding terrible?"
These dead enemies questioned one after another, and the questioning turned into ridicule and sarcasm: "None of them!"
"It is in your hands that you have mastered the immortal technology and civilization that far exceeds ours. You are from a deeper background in the immortal power, so you can crush us."
"In terms of talent, willingness to fight, and understanding, how much better are you than us?"
"Indeed, this is a fact."
Jiang Ding was noncommittal and nodded, no longer ignoring the other party.
The human race is too dependent on civilization!
You don't have to join a force, but you have to get the legacies of many civilizations and the inheritance of immortality, otherwise you won't be able to go very far at all.
He was able to surpass the ranks and defeat Lord Burning Bones and others. In fact, he mastered the achievements of a higher immortal civilization, thus crushing the 'natives'.
In the past, this should have been normal.
The advantage is my own. What the ancestors of the Immortal Sect left for me should be used openly. How can it cause changes in my mood?
However, today...
Aboriginal, soon to be myself.
As Jiang Ding continued to grow and explore, he finally encountered an opponent whose origin, strength, heritage, and immortal civilization surpassed him in all aspects.
Don't say anything for the future.
Such a strong man, a sword from a near-immortal level force, would grow at a terrifying rate. He would not be able to stay where he was and let others catch up, and the gap would become wider and wider.
It is very likely that today's battle will be the time when the gap with the opponent will be the smallest in tens of thousands of years in the future.
(End of chapter)