Chapter 1257 This is Tushan’s army
Four hundred and seventy years.
In the time scale of 20,000 years, this is relatively short-lived, equivalent to about two months based on the life span of a mortal.
Jiang Ding put away the Taiqing Flying Sword and put it in front of him to watch carefully.
Currently, the Taiqing Flying Sword has reached the limit of being a treasure of the soul, and all aspects of its materials have reached the level of a treasure of refining the void space. However, it is unable to create a regulating divine ban, so it is far from being called a treasure of space.
"The moment the structure of six paths of reincarnation is completed, it will be the time for Taiqing Feijian to break through..."
Jiang Ding whispered.
The six-path reincarnation order structure will greatly promote the progress of the Taiqing Flying Sword to form the rules of the Divine Forbidden City. At that time, there will no longer be any difficulties in breaking through.
Jiang Ding took the Taiqing Flying Sword into the prototype of the Sword Realm between the eyebrows, and turned it into the eternal sun in the Sword Realm, prompting the growth of all things in the world and giving birth to the six-path order.
Jiang Ding glanced at the stars in the universe.
The magic power in his body was ready to move, giving a great sense of oppression to the surrounding starry sky, which in turn triggered the flickering of electric snakes in the sky, and faint dark clouds seemed to be gathering.
This is not a promotion to thunder tribulation, but an ascension thunder tribulation.
This starry sky is very different from the starry sky in the Nine Spirit Realm. There is some kind of 'ascension rule', which may have been set up by some terrible fairy-level force in ancient times in order to expand the scope of its rule dozens or hundreds of times. , absorbing the talents and talents of countless small worlds.
Now, as Jiang Ding's strength has repeatedly surpassed the peak of divine transformation and almost perfectly complies with the 'ascension rules', the ascension thunder disaster in the void now has a tendency to spontaneously trigger and descend spontaneously.
If it were in ancient times, I am afraid that there would have been an ascension thunder catastrophe.
This is a terrible fairy-level force's method of absorbing new blood. No, it may also be a method of absorbing blood, food and resources. In short, it has a certain compulsion.
"No, not now."
Jiang Ding whispered.
Now, his strength is far from reaching its limit, and it is impossible for him to explore unfamiliar places now.
In addition, if he can obtain the qualifications for his growth in the Nine Spirit Realm and the Jiao Ning Realm, he will not take risks even if his strength reaches the limit. It is not worth it.
"Seal!"
Jiang Ding used the magic spell, using sword energy and order as a medium, to create runes one by one, which fell on himself.
He was using the sealing spell in the Immortal Sect to slowly lower his aura, and finally even sealed part of his consciousness and mana, reducing his strength below the warning line.
If necessary, the seal can be broken at any time.
After everything was done, Jiang Ding waved his sleeves and robe, turned into a ray of light and flew towards the direction of Xiaoqian World.
……
East China Sea, Blood Demon Abyss.
Jiang Ding fell from the sky and looked at the sea in front of him.
This is a blood sea vortex about ten thousand miles in size. It is rotating slowly but never-endingly. From the center of the abyss, ghosts, zombies, skeletons, ghosts and other ghosts are spit out from time to time. The number ranges from tens of thousands to thousands. , whose strength ranges from Qi training to golden elixir, and Nascent Soul-level creatures appear from time to time.
These ghosts have blood-red eyes, and they attack the surrounding creatures indiscriminately as soon as they appear.
"Fall!"
A camp of monks in the Hunyuan Fatian capital activated their spells, and a ball of light that looked like a blazing sun fell from the sky, destroying these ghosts and monsters.
The aura and smoke dissipated, leaving only a few bones, flesh and blood, and ghost crystals.
Jiang Ding frowned.
He did a little calculation, comparing the mana consumed by this monk camp and the trophies, and found that the price/performance ratio was extremely low, and the captured trophies could not make up for the consumption at all.
These ghosts seemed real and were real in his consciousness, but once they were destroyed, most of the matter and energy in the body disappeared.
Yes, gone.
We don’t know how these substances and energies appear, nor how they disappear. This is a total loss-making business.
Not to mention, the surrounding troops stationed here are not just a camp of monks led by True Monarch Nascent Soul, but the three armies of Tushan, the Hunyuan Fatian Capital, the Great Sun Sword Capital, and the Tushan Maid Corps are all stationed here. Historically, I have learned hard lessons and do not dare to be careless.
"Is this caused by the blood-path Lianxu?"
Jiang Ding hesitated.
Does Lianxu, whose clone was killed by him, have such ability?
"Who?!"
At this time, many monks in Hunyuan Fatian Capital discovered a figure suddenly appearing among the army.
Without thinking, they activated their spells, and scorching sunlight clusters as big as mountain peaks formed a huge military formation and came towards them. The spell fluctuations were huge and terrifying.
Even without the Divine Transformation Heavenly Monarch Formation, it still showed the peak level of Divine Transformation strength, and was worthy of being one of the three legions in Tushan Atrium.
In an instant, sensing the coming person's breath, the flaming light groups as big as mountain peaks suddenly went out.
"Impossible!"
"Why?"
Many Nascent Soul Lords were shocked.
They had been refining their arrays for countless years, but the thousands of Hunyuan Guangming Palaces suddenly lost all their aura. They no longer accepted their magic power and spiritual input, and even formed a terrifying counter-shock force that wanted to destroy their energy. The soul and flesh and blood body shook into a ball of blood mist, and both the soul and soul were destroyed.
Many Nascent Soul True Lords were terrified.
"Stop."
Jiang Ding tapped his fingers, and the counter-shock force of the thousands of Hunyuan Guangming Halls dissipated.
Such is the vulnerability of organizational entities to time.
After 1,200 years, Jiang Ding does not know every monk here and has no common memories with them. Naturally, they will not be loyal to Jiang Ding.
The image of the founder of the dynasty with his great ancestor resurrected and his ministers and army bowing respectfully is just an imagination after all.
The prestige of any God-Transforming Heavenly Lord among these Tushan Atrium soldiers is much greater than Jiang Ding. At critical moments, these troops will only obey the orders of other God-Transforming Heavenly Lords.
Fortunately, the powerful in the world of immortality do not rely on prestige to rule.
The force of destruction and counter-shock coming from the thousand Hunyuan Guangming Palace disappeared, just as abruptly as it appeared.
"It is a capital offense to attack the Lord of Tushan Courtyard without permission, Tushan Tianjun."
At this time, a cold voice came from the Tushan Atrium, where the government affairs were important, and the Wanli Beacon Tower.
"Tushan Tianjun!"
"Heavenly Lord!"
Countless monks around had a look of horror on their faces, and they knelt down one after another, kowtowing and saying: "Heavenly Lord, please forgive me, I didn't know something..."
At this time, all the monks remembered.
Tushan Tianjun!
The invincible Heavenly Lord who created the Tushan Atrium, the Tushan Heavenly Lord!
They actually took the initiative to attack the master of Tushan Courtyard?
This is simply dancing on the grave, running wild in the palace of the king of hell, and I don’t know how to write the word death.
"Nothing."
"Fellow Taoists, please rise."
Jiang Ding smiled, used an invisible force to lift up all the kneeling monks, and said gently: "I did not abide by the military regulations and entered the restricted military area without notification. This is my fault, and I have some differences with all fellow Taoists. What’s the relationship?”
"According to the Tushan Law, the crime is all my fault. I should be fined thirty years and compensate all the military monks in the courtyard as a warning to others."
(End of chapter)