The Taiqing Flying Sword buzzed and vibrate.

"Where is it, where is my sword intent......"

Jiang Ding hummed a song, closed his eyes for a moment, and looked to the west: "It's still in the direction of Tielou Mountain, it's weakened a little, but he can't clear my shattering sword intent, let alone directly hurt the divine soul, and it's impossible to eliminate it." ”

Shout!

The whole person flew in the sky, the trajectory went up and down, and from time to time he turned a corner, like a little bee, and he was very happy.

But he always kept it all hidden, and never relaxed.

A few hours later,

Crossing the Southern District Elixir Garden, I arrived near the Lost Soul River again, walked around for a small half circle, and finally found a stone bridge full of old and quaint stones, flying over it.

"It's getting closer."

"I can already feel the coldness and resentment of this person, I don't know how many humans have been killed for hundreds of years, refined into powerful ghosts, and collected into long flags."

Jiang Ding restrained some joy and expressed respect for the innocent and unjustly deceased.

The tone is slightly colder.

"This kind of demonic monk who uses humans as raw materials has original sin, and they all deserve to die, if I can reign in one realm, I will be wiped out, and all the inheritances will be destroyed!"

Rumble!

In the distance, there were violent aura fluctuations, and brilliant aura erupted.

Jiang Ding stood still and looked into the distance.

A mountain-like jade staircase towered over the sky, straight above the Nine Heavens, surrounded by thunder and wind and rain, and the terrifying coercion spread to the heavens and the earth, reflecting the eyes of all those in the Nine Heavens Secret Realm.

On it, a thin figure struggled to stand.

The thick voice of vicissitudes came.

"Disciple Li Qingyun, twenty-six years old, climbed the Nine Heavens Inheritance Ladder and passed four steps."

"He can be a disciple of the Nine Heavenly God Thunder Sect!"

"If you practice diligently and serve the sect, you can be awarded the "Purple Thunder Classic", and the Yuan Ying is hopeful."

Yuan baby is expected!

These words were deeply reflected in the souls of all the immortal cultivators, and they trembled with excitement inexplicably, and instinctively flew towards the place where the jade ladder to heaven was.

At the bottom of the ladder, the heirs of the Seven Feather Sect's foundation builders, who had received the news in advance, had already begun to climb.

Just take the first step.

As soon as the staircase was shaken, it was shocked far away, and he didn't even have the qualifications to become a miscellaneous servant, and if he forcibly climbed it, he vomited blood and flew back, fell to the ground with serious injuries, and his muscles and bones were almost broken.

"Nine Heavenly Stairs!"

The others refused to give up, and with a look of fanaticism in their eyes, they continued to try to climb.

No matter who they are, they will retreat in one step, including the seven true legends of the sect, and they will not enter the eyes of the Nine Heavens Ladder.

"Legacy?"

Jiang Ding glanced at it and continued on his way.

He is not interested in inheritance.

“…… Above the Nine Heavens......"

“…… Stairway to Ascending Immortals...... Eternal Immortal Chance ......"

The wisps of sound appeared in the ears, like a Taoist sound, full of temptation, making people feel endless greed in their hearts, imagining the feather and soaring, and ascending to the fairy world.

Jiang Ding's face froze.

Sonor!

The Taiqing Flying Sword clanged, and the shattering sword intent spread in all directions, killing all the glamorous sounds that brought illusions.

The invisible light traverses the land of Tielou Mountain.

Compared to other places, there are no vegetation here, and all the stones are everywhere, and there are tornadoes as sharp as knives all year round, leaving deep tunnels on the ground, and the yellow sand is all over the sky.

There are a lot of spiritual ores produced here!

It is rumored that it was here that the Zhongxing Patriarch obtained a lot of Void Crystal Copper, which began to rise to prominence, and later was able to save the Zhongxing Sect.

Rumble!

afar

The inheritance ladder once again shines brightly, and the fairy music resonates, celebrating the addition of another disciple to the sect.

"Disciple Mu Tianxue, two hundred and thirty-seven years old, climb the Nine Heavens Stairs, and take five steps!"

"He can be a disciple of the Nine Heavenly God Thunder Sect!"

"If you practice diligently and serve the sect, Yuanying is hopeful."

Two hundred and thirty-seven years old!

Jiang Ding's face changed, and he looked back at the stairs in the sky.

A woman in a white dress stood quietly on the fifth step of the Nine Heavens Ladder, her skin was snow-white, her black hair was like ink, and there was a faint trace of blood flashing in her phoenix eyes.

"Blood Monster!"

At the foot of the inheritance ladder, some people screamed in terror and fled in all directions.

"How is that possible?"

"She is already dying, how can she be selected as a disciple by the Nine Heavens God Thunder Sect?!"

Many disciples of the Seven Feather Sect trembled and fled in all directions.

"Why this time!"

Li Qingyun said in fear, but he didn't dare to leave the Nine Heavens Stairs even if he died, and stood firmly in place.

But in my heart, I was happy.

If he hadn't approached Uncle Xiao for the first time, he would have fallen to the ground now.

"She's not old."

"It's young."

Jiang Ding muttered to himself.

"Two hundred and thirty-seven years old, in the late stage of Jindan, the blood slaughter hall turned into a blood ancestor's qi training clone."

"If there are too many old things like this, even if it's just a clone, it's still not easy to do."

His light suddenly accelerated, and for this reason, he gave up some of his concealment abilities, to the extent that the Cultivator of the Foundation Cultivator's divine sense could be scanned.

With extreme speed, he killed to the corner of Tielou Mountain.

……

"What is this?!"

In the depths of the valley, an old man in a black robe looked ugly.

In the divine soul, a tiny wisp of blue sword intent was like a bone possession.

For several days, no matter how the secret method was refined, cleared, and even a few divine souls were cut off with the powerful control of the golden pill, they could still reappear in the same place.

Buzzing!

The azure sword qi suddenly vibrate, and it became more and more intense, resonating with a certain breath in the distance, and the frequency became faster and faster!

I couldn't help but look up.

A clear blue sword light descended.

"It's just a qi training ant, I don't want to escape, I dare to come."

The Hundred Ghost Ancestor trembled with anger.

"Good, good!"

"Since you are looking for death, don't blame the ancestor!"

Rumble!

It's just a breath of time.

In the sound of a huge air explosion,

A sword light that was blessed to the limit by electromagnetic staggered patterns disappeared in the exploration of divine consciousness with extreme speed and landed on his skull.

Bang!

The black-robed old man was torn apart, turning into pieces of spiritual light and dissipating.

"Moving in close space? Formation? ”

Seven or eight hundred meters away,

Jiang Ding revealed his figure and said lightly.

Shattering the sword intent locked onto the divine soul, he would not think that he was wrong, and slashed on a puppet.

It must be the real thing.

Airplanes!

On the ground, the dark yin qi lines of the Dao were everywhere, quickly colluding, forming a terrifying formation covering the sky and the earth, and the ghosts cried wolves and howled, and the whining sound was everywhere.

A terrible ghost came out of the ground, and the tide was like a tide, and there was almost no end.

A hundred, a thousand!

10,000 heads!

Ten thousand ghosts!

It has reached a terrifying number of ten thousand ghosts, the weakest is the powerful ghost of the first level of qi training, and the strongest peak ghost of qi training is full of hundreds!

A powerful ghost with the breath of a tsukiki ghost general, nine-headed!

"Ignorant junior!"

"Even if it's the same Qi cultivation period, the Ancestor is not an existence that you can bully!"

In the sky,

The black-robed old man appeared, looked down, and said coldly.

"Caitou, I don't agree with your words."

Jiang Ding smiled and said.

"You are the color head!"

"Today's props are responsible for celebrating the great joy, and it is the same when the king of heaven Lao Tzu comes!"

Rumble!

A round of blue and bright sun, showing its figure, with endless light and heat, slashed towards the figure surrounded by thousands of ghosts in the sky.

(End of chapter)