Han Lin's ability to escape is undoubtedly commendable.

He didn't even hesitate to use the rune treasure, flying away at a speed close to that of the foundation cultivator, and disappeared into the sky.

Under the watchful eye of the Rune Beastland, he stayed straight away from here, twenty kilometers away, without playing any tricks.

Sonor!

A sword roared through the heavens and the earth!

The light of the Taiqing Flying Sword has never been so dazzling!

Like a nine-day sun, the wisps of golden lines are no longer concealed, and they are exposed to the air.

An invisible wave spreads in all directions.

Break the law! Forbidden!

The aura of heaven and earth stagnated slightly, and it was greatly disturbed, and the surface of the spells such as meteorites, stone pillars, and earth mountains that were constantly falling in the sky flickered, and the spell structure was crumbling, and there was a faint sign of collapse from the inside.

Break the magic fairy gold!

The thing that the Nine Great Immortal Sects are extremely eager for, the most crucial thing that triggered the destruction of the Great Sun Sword Pavilion, the supreme immortal gold!

In the heavens and on the ground, the only thing that can still function normally and not be affected too much is the twelve solid stone spearheads shot by the twelve clay puppets, which have substance and have not been able to collapse and be chaotic.

"Slash!"

Jiang Ding said in a low voice.

Shout!

The blue Nine Heavens Bright Sun pushed sideways from the twelve solid stone spearheads, as if it had collided with twelve ants, and instantly crushed into ashes, without paying any attention.

Straight down on,

Among the twelve immortal clay golems!

Rumble!

Countless blue and golden sword qi erupted, and the bodies of the twelve immortal puppets froze, turning into gray ashes in the sky and dissipating, leaving not even the tiniest scum left.

Shout!

The blue and wisps of golden rays of the bright sun flew to Jiang Ding's shoulder, levitating and not moving, and the terrifying sword intent suppressed the Quartet.

"Immortal and immortal?! Hum! ”

"Will you resurrect me one more time?"

Jiang Ding said coldly.

The azure sun converged, and the pale golden lines converged, turning into a flying sword and flying into his eyebrows.

Fly down from the sky and put your feet on the ground.

There were no formation fluctuations, no spell fluctuations, and they had all been wiped out in the previous sword qi explosion.

Jiang Ding came to the turquoise ancient tree, and his divine sense carefully scanned the four directions.

"Oh?"

His expression moved, and his divine sense spread out a layer of floating soil under the tree, revealing a simple and vicissitudes of stone slate book.

The text on it is dense, and even if I don't know how many years have passed, I can still feel a sad mood in it.

I can't help but be stunned.

“…… At the age of sixty-two, I practiced qi at the peak, and my mother died...... She said to me many times, if you can be like this, you have no regrets, you can smile Jiuquan, don't worry about it......"

“…… And how can you not be concerned? ”

"Since then, I have no more mothers, and I am alone in heaven and ......earth."

“……”

“…… Seven thousand two hundred and nineteen years old, I happened to pass by a valley, found this grass jade spiritual root, missed my mother again, and tears fell...... Although he has the invincible name of the Nine Heavens God Thunder Sect, how can he reverse the time......

“…… If I had this opportunity when I was young, I wonder if I would have seen my mother more often? ……”

“…… It was transplanted here. ”

"Shen He Daoist, take a souvenir."

"I don't know how many years ago."

Jiang Ding sighed lowly: "A mother's child used to cry here, and now, another mother's child came here for the same reason. ”

"The world is really a reincarnation."

Restrain feelings of self-harm.

Jiang Ding stepped forward, carefully picked the red grass and tree spirit fruit, put it in a jade box, and collected another one in the same way, and put it in the storage jade pendant.

After everything was done, Jiang Ding's heart suddenly relaxed.

It was as if the black clouds had dispersed, and the mood was much brighter.

"This formation ......"

Jiang Dingzheng was about to fly away, and when he saw the formation on the ground that had been completely destroyed, he couldn't bear it.

How can a child's thoughts of his mother be exposed here without any protection?

It is just picking, and it is too painful to let insects and greedy people rather harm others than themselves.

Check out the storage bags.

"The second-order formation, the most ordinary and simple, the Thousand Swords Golden Killing Formation, that's it, the materials are barely enough, but only the first-order top-level ones can be arranged."

"For the rest, I need a specially refined array flag, a formation base, which I don't have."

Jiang Ding muttered to himself and got busy in the courtyard.

He combed the leylines with extremely high efficiency, determined the nodes of the formation, and from time to time cut the second-order golden spirit iron with the Taiqing Flying Sword, carved runes and buried them deep underground, colluding with the leylines.

This is not difficult for a second-order formation mage of the Immortal Gate.

If it weren't for the lack of materials and professional equipment, the second-order formation could have been arranged.

More than an hour later, the last Formation Golden Spirit Iron Array Pile was buried in the ground.

"Up!"

Jiang Ding input mana.

Airplanes!

The thatched courtyard hummed, and the pure golden lines of the Dao appeared, with the sharp aura unique to metal, hooking and intertwining everywhere, and the golden knife qi loomed.

Finally, a dense and orderly whole is formed, and the breath hovers between the peak of qi training and the foundation building.

"It's done, that's it."

Jiang Ding tested it, converged the formation, and cleaned up and repaired the thatched courtyard caused by the battle, and restored it to its original appearance.

When it's all done, fly off into the distance.

The thatched courtyard has quieted down and returned to the way it has remained for tens of thousands of years.

……

Long.

There was a faint sigh in the courtyard.

“…… Mother ......"

“…… Before I knew it, so many years had passed......"

The ground squirmed, and the earthy yellow aura poured into the newly arranged Thousand Swords Golden Killing Array, repairing the details and adding formation patterns, quickly raising it to the level of the second order.

……

The roar of battle on the horizon fell silent.

For a long time, there was no movement.

"How is the little uncle?"

Han Lin, who was crawling and hiding in a big tree, couldn't help but think wildly: "Sword cultivation, it's too violent, if you can't fight, give up, no matter how important it is, leave it for the future, I want to take it as a warning......"

The aura of heaven and earth around him changed slightly, making his face frightened, and he quickly relaxed.

A light blue sword qi suddenly appeared beside him, and there was also a jade box rolled, which spontaneously dissipated, allowing the jade box to fall.

"Thank you, Uncle Ancestor!"

Han Lin hurriedly took it, opened it and checked it, and immediately overjoyed his eyebrows, and his heart was settled.

"If you need shelter, the shelter you take during the period of taking the Herb Spirit Fruit is still effective."

A voice came.

"The disciple knows."

Han Lin clenched his fists and said gratefully.

But he never mentioned whether he would go to Jinling Mountain to retreat and entrust his safety to the morality of others.

……

Seven or eight hundred meters away,

"It's finally here!"

Jiang Dingfei was in the sky, once again inspecting the grass and wood spirit fruit in the jade box, and couldn't help but cheer and said: "Mother will get the grass and tree spirit body, and there is a great possibility that she will live past one hundred and twenty years old!" ”

"Great joy! Great joy! ”

"Go hunt down that black-robed old man and celebrate."

(End of chapter)