Not only Jiang Jingtian, but even Chu Zhongtian also looked sluggish, obviously not expecting Zhang Tianjiu to be a physical cultivator.

The cultivation world has been passed down to this day, except for a very few profound powers, as well as the top powerhouses above the saints, almost all of them have forgotten the existence of physical cultivation.

Spirituality has gradually become a general term for monks.

Since the tragic war of the gods in ancient times, almost all of the body cultivation lineages died in that earth-shattering war, and they have since disappeared.

It has been hundreds of thousands of years, and no one has ever seen a real body cultivation in the present world, at most it is some ordinary spiritual cultivation who has cultivated some kind of body forging technique, and the physical strength is stronger than ordinary people, but compared to the real physical cultivation, this little bit of physical strength is not worth mentioning at all.

"Lord Chu League, what is physical cultivation?"

"yes, it's the first time I've heard of ......."

Of course, Li Chungang and the others did not have the same insight as Jiang Jingshan, and seeing that Zhang Tianjiu actually smashed the spiritual power net of a peak Venerable with one punch, they were so shocked that their eyes were about to fall out on the spot.

Without the help of a little spiritual power, he can compete with a strong person of Jiang Jingtian's level, and this body cultivation is inevitably too strong.

Chu Zhongtian didn't answer directly, but just sighed with a complicated face: "This matter involves the battle of the gods in ancient times, and it can be explained in a few words. ”

As soon as they heard the words Battle of the Ancient Gods, everyone's faces immediately changed greatly, and they all closed their mouths with interest, not daring to ask half a word more.

Even though hundreds of thousands of years have passed, that war is still a taboo thing that cannot be mentioned in the entire cultivation realm.

"What bullshit body cultivation, Lao Tzu is obviously Miao Honggenzheng's genetic warrior, okay. ”

Zhang Tianjiu rolled his eyes, speechless in his heart.

Although he thought he was a cultivator, like the others present, it was the first time he had heard the title of physical cultivation.

Literally, the so-called physical cultivation should be the kind of alternative place that does not cultivate spiritual power, but only refines the physical strength.

It's just that Zhang Tianjiu doesn't quite understand that no matter how he cultivates, his physical body is not as ethereal as divine consciousness and spiritual power, and there is always a limit, how can he break through to the extreme.

It is possible to achieve this with the help of genetic modification technology, as is the case with the current scientific and technological civilization.

Although he knew that Jiang Jingshan had lost his eyes, Zhang Tianjiu could only make a mistake, pretending to be Gao Shen and sneering: "Since you know the origin of the Ninth Master, why don't you go back to your Heavenly Sword Sect?"

"The arrogant and ignorant junior, he doesn't know it when he dies. ”

Jiang Jingshan stared at Zhang Tianjiu with a look like an idiot, and sneered: "Once your identity as a physical cultivator is exposed, it won't be long before big people will come to kill you, and it's a shame that you're still making a lot of nonsense here." ”

Zhang Tianjiu's eyebrows jumped, and an ominous premonition suddenly appeared, how could he listen to the words of this old ghost Jiang, it didn't seem to be a good thing to be regarded as a physical cultivator, and there was a vague smell of becoming a public enemy of the cultivation world.

However, when he thought about it, he was actually not a physical cultivator, not to mention that he was about to return to the world of science and technology, and his heart was suddenly relieved.

"But don't worry, the old man won't let you wait until that day, you killed my Feng'er, how can I be willing to let you fall into the hands of others......"

Jiang Jingshan smiled fiercely, and slowly pulled out the long sword behind his back: "Today, the old man wants to see and see, whether it is my sword sharpness or the thickness of my body." ”

Zhang Tianjiu patted his bald head and smiled: "I don't think it's as thick as yours." ”

"Junior, look for death!"

Jiang Jingtian's long sword slashed in the air, and the blood-colored sword qi like a lotus flower bloomed from the sword body and fell towards Zhang Tianjiu's body.

Zhang Tianjiu's eyes froze, and the muscles of his whole body contracted.

Jiang Jingshan, as a peak Venerable Sword Cultivator, his combat power was indeed amazing, and the momentum that seemed to be able to cut through all things in heaven and earth made him have to brace his spirit and deal with it carefully.

"Bang!"

At the moment when he arrived above Zhang Tianjiu's body, a sudden change occurred.

The petals of the sword qi suddenly burst into the air, turning into thousands of extremely powerful sword rays, cutting the surrounding air inch by inch, forming a cage of sword qi and trapping Zhang Tianjiu in it.

"Junior, how about the old man's sword formation?"

Jiang Jingtian stood in mid-air with a sword, looking up and laughing.

This sword qi that draws the ground as a prison is a secret that the Heavenly Sword Sect does not pass on, although it is not a powerful killing move, it is the nemesis of the body refining cultivator, and it cannot be broken with brute force at all.

To some extent, this is more like a small sword formation performed by a single person, if you don't understand the key tricks, once the trapped person wants to break through and rush out, he will only be cut by a thousand knives, even the Great Venerable is no exception.

Although he found that he had far underestimated Zhang Tianjiu's strength, Jiang Jingtian still did not choose to kill the killer, but used his sword qi to trap him.

Even if this bald junior is a famous body cultivator, he is confident enough to be able to capture him, and after avenging the murder of his son, he will hand over the Yuan Shen to the big people of the Heavenly Sword Sect, I believe that they will definitely be interested in a body cultivator.

Zhang Tianjiu didn't show the slightest panic on his face, he glanced at this sword qi cage, and didn't seem to put the ten million terrifying Han Sen sword intent in his eyes at all, and said with a smile: "Lord Jiang Helm, haven't you heard another word, it's called cocoon self-restraint." ”

As soon as the words fell, Zhang Tianjiu suddenly stretched out a finger, and in the dense sword qi, he chose one of them, and flicked his fingers very casually.

But it was such a simple action, which fell in Jiang Jingtian's eyes, but it made his face show extreme horror: "Impossible, you, how can you ......"

"Zheng!"

A sharp sound of breaking through the air rang out.

The sword qi cage that originally seemed to be invulnerable suddenly collapsed like a domino.

The sword intent that escaped everywhere scurried like headless flies, and some of them even grazed the heads of several Tianhe presidents, scaring these people into a cold sweat.

Only the corners of Chu Zhongtian's mouth revealed a meaningful and complicated smile.

Jiang Jingtian's eyes were red, as if he was about to drip blood, and he stared at Zhang Tianjiu: "Junior, how do you know to crack my sword array cage?"

Zhang Tianjiu pretended to touch his bald head ignorantly: "Ah, this is cracked, I was blind just now, and your sword formation is too ...... Gee. ”

Jiang Jingtian was shocked and angry, and roared: "Junior, Hugh is talking nonsense!"

He naturally wouldn't believe that Zhang Tianjiu's luck would go against the sky to such an extent, and he could actually choose the only formation eye among the tens of thousands of sword qi, which can only show that this bald boy knows the subtleties of the sword formation cage early on, so he will have no fear.

However, this sword formation is the secret of the Heavenly Sword Sect, and even the ordinary disciples in the sect are not qualified to cultivate at all, how did Zhang Tianjiu know the mystery.

This is what makes Jiang Jingshan really terrifying.

From accidentally discovering the identity of the other party's physical cultivation to the breaking of the sword array cage, everything seems to have gone beyond common sense.

"Junior, no matter what your background is or what hole cards you have, if you think that you can easily survive just by breaking the old man's sword formation, then it is too simple. ”

Although there were thousands of questions in his heart, Jiang Jingtian knew very well that there was not much time left for him to think about at the moment, and only by taking down this junior as soon as possible could he dig out his secret.

"You are very interesting, the old man is becoming more and more interested in you now, and he is a little reluctant to kill you......"

Jiang Jingshan unexpectedly withdrew his long sword, muttering to himself, his right hand gently brushing from the storage ring.

A flash of inspiration.

A small black drum suddenly appeared in his hand.

"Dementor Drum!"

Li Chungang recognized the origin of this strange drum at a glance, and immediately his face changed greatly, and he exclaimed: "It turns out that the one who bought the dementor drum at a high price from the auction ten years is actually someone from your Heavenly Sword Sect?"

Jiang Jingtian snorted coldly: "Chairman Li has a good memory, but it's a pity that it's a little too late to know now." ”

Chu Zhongtian's face also showed a little surprise.

This dementor drum was once famous, and he had naturally heard of it, and it was rumored to be the work of a certain ancient refiner, which had the effect of destroying divine consciousness.

Once it is sounded, it only takes seven times for the monks under the saint to burst their spirits on the spot and become invalid.

What's even more terrifying is that as long as the person who beats the drum is strong enough to be able to beat it more than seven times, even the saint will not be spared, unless he immediately leaves the range of the drum.

It's just that if you want to urge the soul drum, you need at least a monk from the Great Venerable realm, and with Jiang Jingtian's current peak cultivation, he should be able to ring it five times at most.

But this was enough to make Zhang Tianjiu's soul fly away.

Physical cultivation has always only cultivated the body, and the soul has always been its biggest weakness.

Chu Zhongtian sighed secretly, it seems that no matter what, he can't hide anymore, and he has to make a move in advance.

But at this moment, a voice drifted into Chu Zhongtian's mind in time: "Don't worry, this broken drum can't help me." ”

Chu Zhongtian's heart was shocked, and the spiritual power condensed in his palm quietly dispersed.

Although I don't know why Zhang Tianjiu is not even afraid of the soul drum, judging from what happened before, his self-confidence is not blind, but has enough confidence.

But even so, Chu Zhongtian still asked uneasily: "Are you sure you can handle it?" Once this soul devouring drum sounds, even the saints will have to retreat. ”

Physical cultivation is not good at the way of divine consciousness, he knows this very well, and he really can't figure out what hole cards Zhang Tianjiu still hasn't taken out.

Zhang Tianjiu didn't answer positively, but smiled meaningfully: "Actually, I want to know more, why do you know how to crack the sword formation drawn by the Heavenly Sword Sect as a prison......

Chu Zhongtian's expression was calm, as if he expected Zhang Tianjiu to ask this question sooner or later.

A flash of hatred flashed in his eyes, he lowered his head and sighed secretly, muttering, "Soon, you will understand who I really am." ”