In the blink of an eye,

Jiang Ding's gray and blue light has broken through into a range of 50 kilometers.

It is weaker than the speed of the Jindan monk, but it is far stronger than the peak monk of the foundation building, and it is faster than the flight speed of the aerospace fighter.

"Stand back!"

Golden Lingfeng has a strange feeling.

Just like what many Immortal Sect seniors had experienced, she was being hunted down by the Daozi-level peers of the Nine Great Immortal Sects.

Thirty-six air-space fighters turned around at her command and withdrew to the rear.

"Put!"

The aura of heaven and earth in a radius of more than ten kilometers shook endlessly, and the third-order military array operated in a sophisticated and complex manner, and the power poured into the thirty-six hunter missiles.

Woohoo!

Another third-order missile spell took shape, discharging the sea of clouds in a deafening whistling sound, leaving white marks one after another, passing through a distance of dozens of kilometers in an instant.

"Trouble."

Jiang Ding frowned.

Concealment spells, unqualified, evasive spells, and unqualified, have not reached the basic requirements of Xiaocheng.

If it weren't for the fact that the classmate on the other side was also a two-knife and the military formation was not skilled enough, he would have to risk being played with by the walking dog to death.

With the terrible sound of breaking the air, the third-order missile spell group had arrived and surrounded him.

"Go!"

There is no other way to think of it, the Taiqing Flying Sword shines brightly, and the sword intent of destruction is pervasive, passing through the sensing spell core and destroying the spell core.

Bang!

The concentrated force of the large missile was smashed before it reached the target, and an explosion occurred in advance, and the flames rose, and the fragments of the law-breaking steel were scattered in all directions, which could kill pieces of Qi cultivators and grind the shields of the foundation building monks.

But after dozens of light blue sword qi flashed around him, all the fragments of Spell Breaking Steel turned into tiny powders and were blown away by the wind.

Speed was not affected.

Already within forty kilometers!

"Put it again!"

Jin Lingfeng's heart jumped, and he really felt like being chased and killed by a Dao sub-level figure of the Immortal Sect outside the realm, and shouted.

Shout! Woohoo!

The third-order military array was running, swallowing more than ten kilometers of heaven and earth aura, and a third-order spell composed of thirty-six hunter missiles flew towards the figure in the rear again, and the sound of missiles breaking through the air was deafening.

This is not the end.

"Put!"

"Put!"

……

Jin Lingfeng has a strong sense of substitution, and he has already killed his eyes.

Wave after wave, missile groups were launched in pieces, the third-order military array was operating at high load, and the heaven and earth aura within a radius of more than ten kilometers was churning endlessly and turbulent.

It is difficult for the Tsukiji Monk to cast spells on such a battlefield.

Woohoo!

The sound of breaking the air was endless, and missiles were descending in succession, enveloping the place again and again.

"Go!"

Jiang Ding's face also changed under the constant threat of death, a faint killing intent instinct came to his mind, and the terrifying destruction sword intent spread in all directions, and the living beings within a radius of ten kilometers were silenced.

Rumble!

In the center of his eyebrows, the Taiqing Flying Sword finished accumulating momentum in the magnetic staggered patterns, and temporarily disappeared into the range of divine consciousness in the sound of air explosion.

Shout!

When it reappeared, it had already broken through the first third-order missile spell group, triggering a violent explosion.

"Broken!"

The Taiqing Flying Sword shone brightly again, and once again pierced into the next wave of third-order missile spell groups, slashing its formation core.

"Broken!"

Rumble!

Boom!

Again and again, scorching explosions appeared in the sky within a radius of dozens of kilometers, like fireworks constantly blooming, nothing could stop his sword light, nothing could stop his progress.

A few breaths,

Even if the group of air-space fighters is constantly maneuvering, it is still constantly approaching, and it is about to break through the distance of ten kilometers.

From Yuan Ying's perspective, the giant cannon of the Aerospace Helicarrier, which was not known how far away, trembled, causing a huge aura tsunami tide.

"This subtle feeling, it's really like."

"If you are on the battlefield, if you are between life and death, you are highly nervous, and you really can't control it."

The Killing Spirit True Monarch forcibly suppressed his instinct to kill the Daozi of the Nine Great Immortal Sects, and rubbed his injured left eye, and the feeling of pain seemed to be vivid.

Another interesting thought came to mind.

"If, if he is promoted to Yuanying, can he hang that from the Taiyin Sword Sect and beat him? It is interesting to think about being killed by the sword cultivation of Xianmen. ”

"It's just too difficult, at present, Xianmen has no successful path in this regard, and theoretically, the more difficult it is to advance the more you go to the back, and you will be stuck by the bottleneck."

"This is the identity of the pioneer of the Xianmen Sword Dao, I am not optimistic."

Suppressing these miscellaneous thoughts, he continued to set his eyes on the battlefield.

Shout!

Jiang Ding slashed through the last wave of third-order missile spell groups, and successfully broke through with his flying sword into the ten kilometers of the military formation, revealing a cold smile.

"Isn't it fun to keep casting spells in the distance?"

Rumble!

The Taiqing Flying Sword disappeared in the sound of an electromagnetic acceleration of the air explosion.

The terrifying shattering sword intent permeated a radius of ten kilometers, making everyone's eyes bloom, and the divine soul appeared with a huge hallucination, and froze still.

It seems to be in the end of the Dharma era when the stars of the Great Sun are falling, and there is no immortal cultivation anymore, and it is difficult to mobilize even mana.

"No!"

The spirit clearly sounded the warning of death, causing many to scream in terror.

Click!

The Taiqing Flying Sword slashed the core of the third-order military formation where the golden bell wind was located with one sword.

At the same time as the formation collapsed instantly, thirty-five sword qi containing the sword intent of destruction shot out in all directions, arriving at the same time, crushing their supreme defensive magic weapon and stabbing into their heads.

"Ahh

"Help!"

Jin Lingfeng couldn't help but scream.

The high-speed Taiqing Flying Sword came to an abrupt halt, shook a little, and bypassed her forehead, splitting the sea of clouds several kilometers in size behind her in half.

Wake up from madness.

The other thirty-five sword qi also collapsed at the same time.

The Soul Killer who was about to make a move stopped.

The people on both sides stared for a moment.

"Ahem."

Jiang Ding looked away from his eyes and looked away casually.

"Did you just want to kill us?"

Jin Lingfeng's little face turned pale.

An Siyan and the others were also shocked, and they really felt the terrifying dominance of the Daozi-level figures of the Nine Great Immortal Sects outside the realm, if it wasn't for the formation of a military formation, the entire Immortal Gate Foundation would have died, and there was no room for resistance.

"Nothing is possible."

Jiang Ding said categorically.

I made up my mind that without the supervision of the teacher and the crushing of absolute strength, it is best not to engage in this kind of evenly matched competition in the future.

Mainly, self-defense is brittle and paper-thin.

Their third-order missile spell group was really capable of killing him, appearing again and again, which stimulated his strong survival instinct to remove the source of danger.

"Huh."

Jin Lingfeng and An Siyan and others didn't believe it at all.

"It's a little fierce."

"It would be nice if the alternate Daozi Xiahou Ding of the Xuanwu Heavenly Palace appeared again during the college entrance examination."

Ou Daocheng couldn't help but sigh: "When the time comes, let him know what the Xianmen Great Day Sword is, dare to destroy hundreds of thousands of us by himself, and the nuclear bomb will not kill him, he is really arrogant." ”

The light in the eyes of the Soul Killer True Monarch flashed.

"This is the Great Sun Sword Pavilion in the sect inheritance, the Great Sun Sword!"

An Tuzi took a deep look at the young man in Tsing Yi on the horizon, as if he wanted to remember his soul and divine sense for the future.

(End of chapter)