Jiang Ding's words deeply pierced the heart of Vajra Toutuo.

The Eighteen Riders of the Blood Cloud, the Great Hero of the Northern Plains, sounds majestic, but in fact it is just a lost dog in the hands of the Righteous Demon Alliance, maybe at this moment, the rider of the Blood Cloud has already been awarded to the hands of the Yuan Infant Ancestor.

"No matter how down-and-out the Eighteen Horsemen of the Blood Cloud are, it won't be your turn to be a Jindan early stage monk to put a beak!"

Vajrador snorted.

Boom!

The Skinned Vajra Drum hovered above his head, and with a bang, it swung out a circle of golden ripples, covering his torso, arms, and skull, as if he was covered with a layer of heavy golden armor, which was inviolable.

"Die!"

Vajra Toutuo burst into tears, his muscles were knotted, and his speed and strength increased dramatically at this time, and he jumped a distance of hundreds of zhang, and a huge hammer the size of a carriage fell, covering the earth with a shadow.

There was even more heavy momentum like a mountain, and within a radius of several kilometers, even Jindan creatures felt that it was difficult to move.

"It's a good weapon."

Jiang Ding glanced twice more at the skin drum above his head.

At first glance, it is a typical magic weapon of war, although it is strong enough, but its real use should be on the battlefield, adding gold armor for a group of people to increase attack, defense, and movement in all directions.

The blue flying sword clanged,

In the misty blue light, a line of golden light appeared, and then quickly expanded, turning into a silk wire net, covering the entire sword body, and a terrifying aura spread to the heavens and the earth.

"It's ......"

Vajratouta's heart trembled, and his soul was constantly trembling, warning something.

However, now that he is ready to shoot, he forcibly interrupts the move, and he will be seriously injured in an instant and be dealt with by others.

"Kill!"

He did not retreat, but advanced, and the mana of his whole body poured into the giant hammer and drum in his hand, and the golden light armor on his body instantly became several times thicker, and the golden light giant hammer the size of a carriage shone brightly.

It is also endlessly attractive, rolling up dirt, palaces, and gravel in all directions and falling to the bottom of the hammer.

Settle down.

Rumble!

A blue-gold flying sword pressed against the very center of the King Kong Giant Hammer, a slight stalemate, and the sharp light of the spell-breaking was diffuse, and countless metal shards flew around with a terrible click.

The wagon-sized giant hammer of King Kong screamed, its aura dimmed, and it shrank like a balloon and flew outward.

On the fist-sized hammer head, a sword mark was so deep that it almost cut it in two.

"I'm a top-grade magic weapon!"

Vajrada was horrified.

Shout!

A blue-gold sword light pierced through the center of his eyebrows, and a fine shattering sword qi poured into it, turning pieces of golden light and flesh into ashes.

"Oh?"

Jiang Ding looked surprised.

"Good Golden Cicada Shelling Technique, the Golden Pill Peak Monk may not be able to kill you, no wonder you are still alive after bouncing for so long."

Kilometers away, a Vajra Toutuo, whose body had shrunk by half and turned into a golden dwarf, burned essence blood and fled frantically outside the formation.

"Little Sixteen, who the hell have you provoked!"

"I still hit the door by myself, and a pair of tricks that have been trained over the years have been fed to the dog!"

Vajrador had a strong sense of regret in his heart.

"Such a sword cultivation will definitely bring disaster to the eldest brother and brothers......

Sonor!

A sword roared,

It came from afar, but it came to his ears clearly.

"Your Excellency!"

"This is a misunderstanding!"

Vajra Toutuo was trembling in his heart, and the boundless fear almost overwhelmed him: "The twenty-eighth family of the Righteous Demon Alliance has no way, controls all beings in the Northern Plains, and does not allow any monk with a non-twenty-eight surname to marry a baby, and the slightest appearance of a person with a foreign surname will cause a thunderous blow." ”

"My Excellency is not a man with a surname of twenty-eight, we are allies!"

A flying sword was about to pierce into the center of his eyebrows, and after a slight pause, the blue gold sword body was revealed.

Just looking at it, the heart of Vajra Toutuo's eyebrows was tingling, as if it was about to be shattered in the next moment, and he hurriedly said quickly: "My eldest brother and Your Excellency, both surnamed Tianjiao in Beiyuan, should watch and help each other, and conspire to marry a baby, don't do things that are happy for relatives and enemies." ”

Shout!

The blue-gold flying sword flickered, piercing through his eyebrows, and the sword light that broke the spell poured into it, destroying all the vitality of his body.

The sword light rolled upside down, bringing a weak divine soul and a golden pill that was almost shattered, and the hazy Taiyin-like sword intent enveloped the divine soul and lost his senses.

A third-order supreme soul search talisman was thrown on.

"Alas, you ...... discipline"

"It's nothing to be an opponent."

Jiang Ding shook his head: "If you are a comrade-in-arms, it will be ten times more terrible than becoming an opponent, and you may die from your involvement at any time." ”

"Besides, whoever wants me to die, will die."

In his view, the flow of blood is a rogue with a certain progressive significance, crazy, irrational, and unable to control himself, and will easily expand the mass base of his opponents and shrink his own sympathizers.

You can sit back and offer some help, but you can't work closely together.

Of course, if you don't know whether you live or die, you have to be an enemy, and it doesn't hurt to kill you casually.

"Don't think about ......"

Suddenly, Vajradha's divine soul showed a painful and distorted color, revealing a hint of clarity.

Bang!

The third-order top-grade soul searching talisman and the divine soul inside collapsed, turning into pieces of ash, and there was nothing left.

"The soul search failed."

"Is there something similar to the Great Mantra of the Immortal Gate and the Nine Great Immortal Sect Inheritance Prohibitions? Obviously, the yellow leopard didn't have it. ”

Jiang Ding frowned, found the memory of the yellow leopard, and searched for this incident as a keyword.

A few minutes later.

"This blood cloud, luck is amazing."

Jiang Ding's brows furrowed: "He once explored the ruins and obtained the important treasure of the ancient sect's faith, the Nine Sons Concentric Knot, which can give nine people the protection of their souls, and even stop the soul search of the upper level monks, and will never reveal to outsiders the things engraved on the Nine Sons Concentric Knot, similar to the inheritance ban." ”

"In addition, this person was born in the mortal aristocratic Manu of the Yin family, and he has cultivated so far, and he has also had many adventures, and he has become auspicious in death, and he looks like a legendary son of luck."

His expression was faint, and he was not afraid to panic in the face of such a legendary thing.

This kind of thing is also recorded in the fairy gate.

Luck can be regarded as a thing in one place, and when encountering many things, there is a greater probability of going to the good side, and Xuanqi is very.

But if you say that you are invincible, you are far from qualified.

Luck can't be created out of nothing, as long as all the possibilities of a small probability are blocked in advance, luck can't work no matter what.

For example, now, as long as the Six Dao Sect attaches great importance to the blood of the quasi-Yuan Infant Rank, and dispatches more than three Yuan Infant Monks to surround and intercept him, he will definitely die.

Another example is to attract the attention of the Avatar monk, and a thought will cause death in an instant.

In the face of such a powerful monk, the only thing that a low-level monk can rely on is to hide himself as much as possible, not to attract any attention from the other party, and enough time and space to cover everything.

It's a pity that the blood clouds did not do this, and the fate is already sealed.

With a gesture of his hand, the storage bag and the quaint skin drum with a converging aura fell into his hand.

The storage bag was opened casually, and the value of tens of millions of spirit stones, of which the third-order heavenly and earthly treasures accounted for a small half, which was a good harvest.

"This drum ......"

Jiang Ding's divine consciousness poured into it.

"That's right, it's a magic weapon of war refined by the great sect, which can attach gold armor to people, group amplification attack, defense, and movement, for some years, the Tianguang Shining Sun swordsmen can use it, and wait for which one is promoted to the golden pill and give it to her."

After receiving these things, Jiang Ding's body was hazy for a while, and he changed into the appearance of a peach blossom boy, shook the folding fan, and walked to the hut that the two of them wanted to enter before.

"Let me see, who are the heroes who want to hunt my head?"

There is also a meal, but you need to eat first

(End of chapter)