"What did you say?"

On the bank of the Lost Soul River, an old man in black robe who showed his body was stunned.

Since hundreds of years ago,

After being promoted to the Jindan Realm or even just building the Foundation Realm, there had never been a Qi Cultivator who spoke to him in such a condescending tone.

The point is that it is so deserved, it is justified, and it is angrier than him.

So much so that he suspected that he was having auditory hallucinations.

"Intimidate me for no reason, you deserve to die!"

Jiang Ding said coldly.

Shout!

The Taiqing Flying Sword fell again, and the target was the hundred devils who had to give up killing before.

"Ancestor help!"

The hundred devils were terrified, and hurriedly ran in the direction of the black-robed man, but it was very slow, the essence and blood in the body were exhausted, and even walking was a pain in the meridians.

"Mole ant, you are looking for death!"

The Hundred Ghost Ancestor reacted, his words were extremely cold, and he slapped it with one palm.

The aura of heaven and earth fluctuates violently!

The whining sound appeared in the heavens and the earth, as if a hundred ghosts had descended, attached to every palm print, enough to instantly kill the general foundation building monk.

Shout!

The Taiqing Flying Sword descended and pierced through the Hundred Ghost Palms without any resistance.

I just feel a little cool,

The huge ghost palm had already collapsed, turning into Dao Dao aura and dissipating.

"Ancestor, save ......"

The hundred devils screamed violently, but they couldn't stop it, and a blue flying sword pierced through his forehead, leaving a huge hole, and countless fine sword qi erupted, turning it into Dao crumbs.

"......"

The Hundred Ghost Ancestor was stunned again, staring blankly at a hole that appeared in his palm, and blood flowed out.

"It's amazing how bold you are."

Jiang Ding looked at him as if he was looking at a fool: "Not only dare to scare me, but also dare to pick up my flying sword without any magic weapon, just with a pair of fleshy palms." ”

"It's really good."

Shout!

The Taiqing Flying Sword flew into the sky and fell again, the shattering sword intent permeated the land within a radius of thousands of meters, constantly humming, and it was even more excited than before!

"Kill the gold pill, start from here!"

"Arrogance!"

The Hundred Ghost Ancestor finally reacted, and the furious emotions surged into his heart, and a long banner with a long pole appeared, shining brightly, dancing vigorously.

Woowoo......

Countless cold breaths appeared in the heavens and the earth, and a one-horned ghost jumped out of the long flag, each breath was the peak of qi training, one hundred and eight heads, and quickly arranged a complicated formation.

Among them, there are even three-headed ghost generals who already have the true atmosphere of the foundation building realm, approaching the limit allowed by this heaven and earth!

"Die!"

The Hundred Ghost Ancestor said indifferently.

Roar!

The three-headed ghost general roared, each spewing out a pitch-black arrow, forming a three-talent formation and shooting into the sky.

The remaining one hundred and five powerful ghosts at the peak of Qi cultivation spewed out black qi one after another, pouring into the arrows.

Its aura quickly intensified, to the point where it made the idle foundation building monks change color!

Taiqing Flying Sword never shies away from frontal attacks.

Slash at it under the acceleration of the electromagnetic pattern.

Bite!

In the sharp sound of metal clashing, countless sword qi and pitch-black spiritual light splashed everywhere.

"It's ...... again"

The Hundred Ghost Ancestor's heart shook, and he felt a little ridiculous.

Two pitch-black arrows that were blessed layer by layer, enough to kill many Zhuji, were cut off!

The remaining one was also extremely dim and crumbling.

The azure flying sword rolled up, split it in two, and without looking at its wreckage, it shot into the Great Array of Hundred Ghosts.

A flicker, a blue sword light flashed.

More than ten roaring Qi Cultivation Peak-level ghosts froze their bodies.

A bright blue line appeared on their waist and abdomen, silently parting into two parts, and the aura collapsed and disappeared.

Roar, roar, roar!

"Kill!"

The three-headed foundation building ghost general was furious, each holding a mace, a giant axe, and a sledgehammer that was emitting cold black smoke, and smashed into the azure flying sword, and the other ghost pawns at the peak of qi cultivation also had their own movements, forming a formation to kill.

Shout!

Dense attacks, dense formations were pierced by the Taiqing Flying Sword, and more than ten peak Qi Cultivation Ghost Pawns were cut in half, and they fell to the ground and collapsed into spiritual light.

Although the attacks of the three ghost generals were ferocious, they couldn't really hit its body, and they roared again and again.

Woohoo!

Like a blue lightning bolt, the Taiqing Flying Sword was wantonly crisscrossing in the ghost array, nothing could stop it, and one by one the ghost pawns died quickly.

until seventy-two, seventy-three, died.

When there were only thirty-five ghost pawns left, the ghost array froze slightly, and collapsed violently.

The aura of the three major ghost generals blessed by the Great Array suddenly dropped!

"Not good!"

The face of the Hundred Ghost Ancestor changed.

"Slash!"

Jiang Ding drank low.

The mana of the whole body poured in, and the light of the Taiqing Flying Sword was full, and the speed increased again, passing through the black qi of the mace and the giant axe, and with a click, the pitch-black sledgehammer ghost weapon was cut off.

Then, pierce through the head of the Sledgehammer Ghost General!

The ghost stiffens his tall body.

Countless blue sword qi erupted in the mouth, nose, and eyes, and the body collapsed into a mass of substantial fragments, which was different from ordinary ghost pawns.

"Slash!"

"Slash!"

After the death of the sledgehammer ghost, the Taiqing flying sword buzzed and vibrate, and the momentum became even stronger, and two swords were slashed out in succession, and with two clicks, the giant axe ghost general and the mace ghost ghost skulled the ghost weapon in two.

"Poof!"

"You dare to kill my ghost general!"

The three major ghosts were about to die, and the Hundred Ghost Ancestor spat blood from his mouth, and his face suddenly turned pale.

"I said, whoever scares me will die!"

Jiang Ding snorted, pointed his fingers, and the terrifying sword intent descended, and the speed of the Taiqing Flying Sword skyrocketed, slashing towards the head of the black-robed old man.

"Junior, you're killing yourself!"

The words of the Hundred Ghost Ancestor are Sensen.

In his eyes, the pitch-black light flashed, like two deep lakes, uniting together, quickly filling the heavens and the earth, becoming the only one.

Jiang Ding's eyes darkened.

When I opened my eyes again, there were no more mountains, forests, rivers, and gray ruins in the sky.

As far as the eye can see, there is an endless sea of darkness and suffering, in which countless living souls and ghosts are sinking and struggling, but they can never break free.

"Living!"

"You come down too, stay with us!"

Countless ghosts roared and wailed, stretching out a pair of dry hands, densely packed, pulling his legs, hands, feet, and torso, dragging them into the dark sea of bitterness.

Jiang Ding tried to draw his sword.

only to find that the sword was not by his side, and even the omnipresent mana and divine consciousness in his body had dissipated.

Became a mortal through and through.

I could only watch my body sink little by little under the pull of ten thousand ghosts.

"Psychedelic Attack Spell!"

After a little thought, I had the answer.

"It's very mysterious, and it's very useful in Jindan-level battles."

"But"

Jiang Ding sneered.

"You're just using a Qi Cultivation Grade Divine Soul to cast it."

"Who do you look down on with this kind of gadget?"

The ten thousand ghosts that were constantly pulling around, dragging him into the sea of bitterness, suddenly stiffened and froze.

Rumble!

Endless blue sword intent erupted, turning into substantial sword rays that sputtered in all directions, and the pitch-black sea of bitterness and ten thousand ghosts were torn apart like a picture scroll.

Shine brightly.

Open your eyes,

The first thing that caught my eye was the black-robed old man vomiting blood again, and the back of the crazy escape, not seeing the demeanor of the ancestor.

"Run? Can you escape? ”

Jiang Ding's eyes flashed with anger.

One step forward, but the body is short.

Hurriedly turned back, looked at the muddy water of the Lost Soul River, and regained his senses.

"You can't cross the Lost Soul River directly, but there are several intersections where you can."

"There are remnants of my sword intent in his divine soul, as long as he is in the Nine Heavens Ruins, he will definitely not be able to escape."

Shout!

The Taiqing Flying Sword returned, sinking into the magnetic staggered lines of his eyebrows.

Jiang Ding pondered for a moment, barely suppressed his killing intent, turned around and flew in the direction of the Elixir Garden.

"Forget it."

"Find the spirit fruit that my mother needs first, and then go after it when the time comes."

"If you dare to scare me, you will die of practicing qi."

The other two chapters are put into the evening, and suddenly laziness erupts.

(End of chapter)