In addition to the most important heavy machine gun bullets this key information.

There is still some very interesting information in the soul of the head of the Bloodless Shadow Temple.

For example, three or four foundation building realms in the Seven Feather Sect are meticulously made.

In fact, it can't be called a detailed work, people are the two ends of the first rat, from time to time to pass on some important, irrelevant information, just to maintain contact.

Orders from the Shadowless Hall are passed down, and they will selectively carry them out according to whether it is in their own interests or not.

Maintain a relationship that is not far away.

There are two people worth paying attention to, one is named Zhou Lingwu, a monk in the early stage of foundation building, and the other is named Li Cheng, a monk in the middle stage of foundation building.

Li, Zhou, is a big surname in the Seven Feathers.

Relying on the two golden pills, there are many talents, and the foundation building monks of the same level will be a lot shorter in the face of them.

"Meat eaters despise?"

Jiang Ding muttered to himself, extinguishing the idea of handing over this information to the Seven Feather Sect.

The lower classes are fighting life and death, and there are monks dying all the time, but there are people in the upper classes who are secretly communicating with each other, and no one will believe them when they say it.

Twenty years have passed since the Jindan War, and the Seven Feather Sect Tu Vein has also killed a Jindan.

"Is it a way back? Is it true that the Blood Slaughter Hall is an open hall of goodness and promises? ”

Jiang Ding shook his head.

But I also know that this kind of thing can happen.

In history, there have been lords of the country who were tricked into cooking, and the meat was distributed to his sons, and finally the new dynasty rose up, and it was not the royal family of the previous dynasty that had made military achievements, and it really did rest with the country.

Seven Feather Sect Jindan's thoughts and practices, he didn't bother to pay attention to.

He also took out the tracer charm that he bought at the most expensive price, and after collecting information, he could go back to what had happened in a place for twenty years.

The Divine Mind reaches into it.

Twenty years ago, five years before he came into the world.

A black-robed man, sitting cross-legged on the edge of the blood pool, sacrificed a palm-sized knife embryo tumbling in the blood pool, and from time to time invested in the collected blood balls and spiritual materials.

"Oh, the sister-in-law of the Blood-Turning Yu Clan, I haven't seen him for a long time."

Jiang Ding said hello.

The daily life of the black-robed man is very boring, and every day is cultivation.

Only every few months they go down the mountain to plunder one or two beautiful women, play with them wantonly, throw them into pools of blood, and admire the sight of each other's flesh dissolving and turning into bones in the wailing.

The picture flew by, and about five years passed.

One day, the 'Sea Splitting Knife' Wei Xian went out of the mountain and returned to the mountain, bringing more than a dozen carts loaded with gold and silver treasures, rare and old medicines.

One of the carts, but it was empty, nothing.

Many of the Golden Daomen men joined together, struggling to lift a cloud of air.

Even this picture was just a flash, and the third-order tracer trembled non-stop, the picture was blurry, and it quickly skipped this period of time.

"Taiqingshen Iron Mine, far beyond its ability to trace."

Jiang Ding was thoughtful.

After another five or six months, a blurry phantom came to Jindao Mountain, and nothing could be seen, and the picture trembled incessantly, far more intense than when Taiqing Shentie appeared.

Click!

The third-order tracer tracer directly cracked a deep rift, and the edges were abnormally smooth.

Accelerating frantically again, skipping the area of time that could have shattered it in an instant.

"This is my ...... I'm actually so strong. ”

Jiang Ding said with satisfaction.

He guessed that this was still his own backtracking, which was equivalent to retrieving from memory, and the backlash was not so great.

If it is an unrelated person who wants to snoop, I am afraid that the third-order tracing talisman will be shattered in an instant, and the person who activates the talisman or casts the heavenly spell will be seriously injured in an instant, and it is very likely that even Shou Yuan will dry up and die.

That's it, still nothing can be spied on, and the backlash happens before it is seen.

"The third-order Heaven Chaos Talisman may have been wasted, but it's okay."

Jiang Ding continued to look down.

After this period of time, the picture becomes clear again.

A year later,

A monk in the early stage of the foundation of the Blood Slaughter Hall came here, with resentment in his eyes, and his appearance was vaguely similar to that of the dead Yu family's sister-in-law.

It was his divine sense that scanned, and the entire Golden Knife Mountain, obtained two heavy machine gun law-breaking steel bullets, returned to the Blood Slaughter Palace, handed over the two law-breaking steel bullets to the shadow old man, and begged him to investigate the matter thoroughly.

The shadow old man at the pinnacle of the foundation agreed, because this was his own brother.

After that, it took four or five years to set up the formation, squatting for time, very boring, there were no unexpected people appearing, and there was no sign of overwhelm in the tracer talisman.

Bang!

It drained all its strength and vanished into ashes.

"It's good that there are no outside people or forces in this place."

Jiang Ding muttered to himself.

"That monk in the early stage of foundation building, named Yu Zitong, has handled this matter, and he wants to find an opportunity to deal with it."

"The priority is average, after all, although there are few spiritual materials and magic weapons in the immortal cultivation world with weak law-breaking attributes, they will appear from time to time, it is not unusual, and the possibility of attracting the huge attention of the god transformation forces is extremely low."

"Damn it,"

"It's that Mu Tianxue, she still dares to cultivate the blood path, and she can live better than a cockroach, which is even more damned."

Jiang Ding thought coldly.

Airplanes!

The Taiqing Flying Sword clanged, and one after another sword qi flew out from between his fingers, differentiating into a more dense sword qi, passing through the lush wheat field, without damaging the wheat field in the slightest.

After a breath, return.

There was a spirit worm strung on the sword qi the size of a thin needle, seven thousand two hundred and eleven, and none of the sword qi missed, nor did they shoot out one more sword qi.

"If you don't deal with it for a long time, there will be more pests."

Clumps of spirit insects fall and bury them in the soil to turn into flower fertilizer.

His figure vanished.

……

Diggings.

The blue and gold trees stand in the sky, the blue sun dwells in the shade of the trees, and the gray light of the Yuan Magnetism emits from it.

With a length of 37.257 meters, a wingspan of 19.257 meters, a height of 7.857 meters, and a weight of 64.724 tons, the silver-gray big bird inhabits here.

The Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi and the Great Sun Essence within a radius of ten kilometers were swallowed up, flowing through them, and finally after layers of purified stars, the essence of the stars fell on a young man holding a jade bottle below.

Zheng!

With a sword roar, a wisp of gray mist was cut off and sent into the blue sun, and after smelting, it was sent to the branches everywhere one by one, adding a wisp of gray marks among the veins of the leaves.

Day after day, one thousand and ninety-five days.

Today there is finally a change.

At the moment when the smelting of this wisp of gray mist was completed, the branches of the blue gold tree vibrate, dancing wildly everywhere and slashing and slashing, and the gray Yuan Magnetic Light suddenly soared, expanding from the leaf veins and spreading to the branches, forming gray curved lines on the bark of the branches.

After a few hours, it was completely stabilized.

"More than a thousand strands of Melting Magnetic Crystal Core have been refined, and the Taiqing Flying Sword has undergone a meta-magnetic transformation, and its strength has been somewhat enhanced."

Jiang Ding opened his eyes.

After continuing to cultivate for a few days, he turned into a gray-blue light and flew into the sky.

"Ding Dong!"

"At the end of the junior year, the Aerospace Combat System class, the exam is about to begin, and the Canghai Small Realm Cross-Border Super Teleportation Array has been activated, please board the Aerospace Fighter immediately and go to the direction of the Super Teleportation Array to assemble."

The voice of the array spirit came.

(End of chapter)