Three hundred and sixty air-space fighters roared by, leaving white marks in the sky, and finally stopped over a wide and boundless lake.

"Is this it?"

Jin Lingfeng asked.

The cold sword intent swept through.

At the bottom of the lake hundreds of meters deep, a middle-aged man with thick eyebrows has a miserable face that is extremely white, without any blood, and the skin of the bare half of the shoulder is generally red and pink, glued to the normal body, strange and penetrating.

"That person, here!"

Shen Shizhen's body trembled, and despair came to his heart.

Woohoo!

A blue flying sword, followed by three hundred and sixty hunter missiles as scheduled, the water surging did not cause any obstacles to them.

"Demon Gate!"

Shen Shi Zhenren was terrified, biting the tip of his tongue, and the last drop of essence blood turned into a huge amount of mana and poured into the water droplet magic weapon in front of him, making it the size of a mountain, without the slightest flinch, and crashed towards the missile group.

Bang!

In the explosion of the flames and third-order spell fluctuations, the magic light of the mountain-sized water droplet magic weapon shattered and splashed everywhere, leaving only a faint water droplet to fall.

Sonor!

A blue flying sword suddenly disappeared and reappeared, piercing through water arrows and water knife spells.

"You, it's actually a ...... in the middle of foundation building"

Shen Shi Zhenren's eyes widened, and he finally confirmed the essence of this flying sword's superb magic weapon, and his Dao heart was strongly impacted.

But he couldn't do anything, and watched the flying sword kill.

Shout!

The flying sword passed through his skull, leaving a large hole in it, in which the sword was full of energy, shattering all the vitality, even the golden pill and the divine soul.

The divine light in Shen Shizhen's eyes dimmed, his head tilted, and his body fell limply to the bottom of the lake covered with silt.

The flying sword rolled up his corpse and the dim water droplets, and flew into the group of air fighters, and in a flash of inspiration, he was received into the public trophy space of the legion.

"Shen Shi Zhenren confirmed dead."

Jin Lingfeng said: "Next, summon the Jindan monks of the surrounding Daoist sects, send disciples to clear the remnants of the demon Dao monks, restore the livelihood of the people in the Shenshui Country, and sort out all the places, so as not to leave hidden dangers for the new Daoist sects." ”

"Yes!"

……

In the years that followed,

Jiang Ding and the others fell into a busy state, and the group of air and space fighters flew around in the small boundary of the sea to calm down the unstable factors that had emerged one after another in the past few years.

It wasn't all instigated by the Xuanwu Heavenly Palace monks.

There were originally loopholes in the rule in many places, and it was impossible to spread out the spirit of formation everywhere and send troops to sit in the town, which would be too wasteful.

As a result, demonic cultivation appeared from time to time.

Or there is a big demon who breaks through the Jindan and sets off waves hundreds of meters high to flood thousands of kilometers of the river, and tens of millions of people are affected.

The surrounding Jindan Dao soldiers could not be pacified, so they were plagued by demons for several years, and even established a demon country, divided the major generals, and raised people and animals for food.

Or, there is an incense and obscene shrine, which is secretly spread, very harmful, and the source cannot be found, which affects the mining of many minerals and the cultivation of elixirs in Xianmen, and needs to be investigated.

In short, I have been busy for three years, dealing with all kinds of things, combing through many places in the small world of Canghai, and gradually becoming familiar with various things in the small world, and no longer the ignorant students in school.

Last day.

360 air-space fighters once again appeared on the steel floating island in the Canghai Sea, flew to the airfield teleportation array, and docked neatly.

All around, various mineral materials, elixirs and other materials were piled up, and from time to time, warships and warplanes flew by, landed, and were also ready to be teleported.

"I have seen more people and things in the past three years than in the previous decades."

Many classmates lamented.

Take advantage of this last period of time to take pictures, arrange souvenirs, and bring gifts to your family, etc., and the atmosphere is lively and chatting.

Jiang Ding found a remote position, sat down cross-legged, his eyes were full of thought, and did not participate in everyone's discussion.

"Jiang Ding, what's wrong with you?"

Jin Lingfeng and An Siyan noticed his state at the same time.

Although he usually speaks very little, in the past three years, he has not spoken much, and he has never heard him say anything other than combat orders, as if he had been given a big ban.

"That,"

Jiang Ding looked at his soul again, still as calm as the sea, hesitated for a moment, and asked: "Have you ever felt that I have been a lot more manic recently, that kind of person who really wants to find someone to fight for life and death, and the stronger the enemy, the more excited he is?" ”

"Manic, no."

An Siyan was stunned for a moment, and lifted his black-framed glasses: "As for the one in the back, hasn't it always been like this?" Since the first time I saw you in the college entrance examination, I was slashed by your sword, and I was in pain to death. ”

"It's different, I'm sure I can beat you at that time, and there is no danger."

Jiang Ding frowned.

An Siyan's face darkened and he stopped talking.

"I see."

Jin Lingfeng suddenly realized.

"What you mean is that you are uncontrollably eager to fight enemies who are stronger than you, even if it is dangerous, that is, to fight, to kill, whether the end result is that you or others can survive, as long as you get a simple battle."

"Wait, just hope to fight?!"

Jin Lingfeng's complexion changed, and he vaguely felt familiar, where had he heard it, and searched and recalled it carefully in his mind.

"The !! of the Great Day Sword Pavilion"

The two women looked at each other and said in unison.

The Great Day Sword Pavilion is a fanatical kendo sect, living with a sword and dying with a sword, and there is nothing else in mind except the sword.

Often not because of any interests, but simply hoping to fight, thus provoking battles with other immortal sects, and irregularly creating a large number of killings on various battlefields, which is hated by the eight great immortal sects.

In the end, the Quartet made enemies, died directly in the Immortal Gate, and indirectly died in the various secret hands of the Eight Great Immortal Sects.

"There's something wrong with your current state!"

Jin Lingfeng put away his troubled thoughts, and was extremely serious: "Great Sun Sword Pavilion, almost every sword cultivator with profound cultivation has this tendency, and it can even be said that he is mentally ill, and the more he is in the sword path, the more so. ”

"This must not be a coincidence."

"Exercises, their exercises, or whatever, are influencing cultivators to do this."

"When you get back to school, you have to find Dinghai Zhenjun immediately!"

"Got it."

Jiang Ding stroked the blue and gold sword body of the Taiqing Flying Sword, not knowing what he was thinking.

Bang!

A few days later, in the overwhelming torrent of spiritual energy, the super teleportation array patterns lit up one by one, and the space was hazy and changed violently.

In the end, everything was gone.

Jiang Ding opened his eyes again.

As far as the eye can see, the thick branches and leaves of the giant divine tree covering the sky that break through the atmosphere and penetrate into the starry sky come into view, and the surrounding forests are full of vitality, swallowing the starlight and radiation of the universe, turning into a massive amount of heaven and earth aura.

The middle layer is wrapped at a low temperature of tens of degrees below zero, and the external shield is strengthened a little.

Xianmen!

It's back home.

Jiang Ding Yi'an, even for a few years, the tyrannical murderous intent accumulated in his heart has calmed down a little.

Immediately, it was deposited into the deepest part of the heart.

An idea comes to mind uncontrollably.

Five Elements Daozi, An Tuzi, three years have passed, it should be a foundation, right?

(End of chapter)