The green smoke rose into the sky and was clearly visible hundreds of kilometers away.

In the sky, the wind and clouds suddenly changed color, lightning and thunder, and an even more terrifying Great Sun Sword Intent coercion fell from the sky, covering the entire Great Sun Heavenly Pool, and many sword cultivators who were refining and cultivating swords spat blood from their mouths and suffered internal injuries.

A tyrannical, scorching, sharp and terrifying aura permeated the heavens and the earth.

"What is this?"

Jiang Ding's blue gold sword shape paused and looked up at the sky.

In the midst of this, he could sense obvious hostility, even killing intent, and disgust, and the whole world began to reject him.

"The ...... of the East Pole Demon Gate"

"Gutsless rats, dark villains......"

In all directions, there was a low roar, hatred, disgust.

"What are you?"

Jiang Ding couldn't ignore it anymore and asked.

He sensed the smell of ghosts, ghouls, and wraiths on this unknown creature, and he was obsessed.

"I'm ...... the Great Day Sword Pavilion"

"The Great Sun Sword Pavilion Sword Cultivator is not like you."

Jiang Ding interrupted him, not in disbelief.

"Since they are defeated, they are defeated, but they will not quibble about any sneak attack, guts rats, dark or anything, they will admit the result, and then hide their killing intent, accumulate strength, and wait until the opportunity comes."

"There is nothing mean and above board."

"Only victory and death!"

"You're ...... like that"

Jiang Ding smiled coldly: "Like a chattering resentful woman, Dari Sword Cultivation doesn't have this, it's really a bit embarrassing." ”

“……”

The gloomy voice fell silent.

"Yes."

"Jianzi is right, sword cultivation only has victory and death."

The cheerful female voice came again.

“…… Die! ”

The hidden voice was a little annoyed.

Bang!

In the dark clouds, a thunderbolt appeared, turned into a sword shape, fell from the sky, and the eyes were already filled in the flash.

"Go."

Jiang Ding's eyelids lifted.

Shout!

The blue gold sword light of the Taiqing Flying Sword flashed, slashing through the middle of the thunder, and cutting it into two in the brilliant thunder, causing a large area of thunder to explode, and the void was constantly thundering.

"It's a little weaker."

"I'm a little sorry for the momentum you have now."

Jiang Ding's divine sense unfolded, carefully scanning all the places within the ten kilometers of the defense.

Seeing it, wisps of thunder fell on the mountain rocks, the mountain stones squirmed and deformed, and after a while, a yellowish stone armor sword cultivator walked out of the stone, drew his sword and killed the sky.

Falling onto the lava river, a magma sword cultivator with a body of flaming lava pulled out his lava sword.

Falling on the clouds, the ethereal body of the cloud sword cultivator emerged.

Falling on the dirt......

In the blink of an eye, in the sky and on the ground, all kinds of sword cultivators came out, forming a sword formation to kill the sky, and the Dao sword light was staggered, all of which were true and true sword intent breath.

Murderous Wild.

"Kill!"

They spit out a word, and the Dao sword light fell, surrounding the young man in Tsing Yi in the center, layer upon layer, like a peacock opening the screen, gorgeous and dazzling, without a trace of outward gap.

And then a meal.

Rumble!

With a violent explosion, countless earth and rock sword cultivators' bodies were torn, and the long sword was broken.

A blue nasturtium blooms.

A young man in Tsing Yi walked out of it, and the blue gold lotus under his feet continued to rotate, shooting out one sword qi after another, flying out with a sigh, precise and agile, piercing the chest of every puppet sword cultivator around him, and shattering the core.

Stone by stone, piece by piece of dirt fell, revealing its original form, wriggling on the ground, trying to recover, this is the puppet instinct rooted in them, immortal and immortal.

It has been wriggling for a long time, and it is still a puddle of dead things.

Bang!

Between the fragments of the puppet, Dao Dao Blue Gold Sword Qi erupted, turning them into powder, and they never moved again.

"It's kind of a sword."

Jiang Ding was surprised, and looked up at the sky: "I can see that you have something similar to the array spirit or something, the array spirit of the Great Sun Tianchi, and then for some reason you are full of resentment and obsession...... Is it a fusion of hatred and fear before the death of a large number of Great Sun Sword Cultivators? ”

"It's just a thief from the East Pole Demon Gate!"

"You're damned!"

The dark clouds rolled in the sky, and the infinite heaven and earth aura gathered, and the voices in them became even more gloomy and resentful.

"Die!"

The sky darkened again, forming a cold and strange pitch-black wire net, on which the sound of poisonous curses was thin and dense, and it was extremely wide, as far as the eye could see, it was all within the range.

"You don't call yourself a Great Day Sword Cultivator, why do you look like this?"

Jiang Ding's soul trembled slightly, he felt a fatal threat from above, and he must not touch it in the slightest, otherwise it would be a huge trouble, and his soul would be hit hard.

"Just kill you, it's all worth it."

The dark clouds rolled, and the voice in it said coldly: "Sword cultivation, the result is just that, as long as you kill all the opponents, there is no one in the world who does not recognize the Great Day Sword Cultivation." ”

"Makes sense."

Jiang Ding pointed a little.

Airplanes!

The Taiqing Flying Sword suddenly burst into light, and infinite sword qi flew in all directions, each sword qi was attached to the aura of destroying the sword intent, breaking the spirit and destroying the law, and slashing towards the strange pitch-black silk mesh all over the sky.

The first shattering sword qi slashed down, and the pitch-black silk mesh trembled slightly.

Immediately after, countless shattering sword qi poured in, and the pitch-black silk mesh became extremely thin in an instant, and after a while, it collapsed into a flood of spiritual light, and the sky of the Great Sun Heavenly Pool cleared.

"Die."

Jiang Ding's fingers waved downward.

Shout!

The light of the Taiqing Flying Sword flourished, swallowing the aura of heaven and earth within a radius of ten kilometers, and the sword light suddenly swelled to the size of hundreds of zhang, with the sword intent of breaking the law and destroying the spirit, slashing towards the dark clouds in the sky.

Rumble!

With a scream, the dark clouds of several miles in size were cut in half!

A blank boundary of 100 meters in size was clearly visible, and then the shattering sword intent filled the dark clouds, and an earth-shattering explosion occurred, sweeping away all spiritual things.

Moments later, the clouds cleared.

"Still alive?"

Jiang Ding frowned.

There is still a dark cloud of 100 meters left, frantically swallowing the aura of the four directions of heaven and earth, and he wants to grow himself quickly.

"I am the spirit of the Great Sun Heavenly Pool!"

"I am immortal!"

There was a roar of rage in the dark clouds.

Shout!

Another sword slashed, shattering the sword intent in the screams, filling every corner of the dark clouds.

One sword was followed by another sword, and the Taiqing Flying Sword crisscrossed it, slashing seventeen or eighteen swords in a row.

The sword light converges.

The dark clouds have shrunk to more than 20 meters, but they are still there.

Jiang Ding frowned.

Obviously, in the sword intent induction, not to mention creatures and souls, there is not even any orderly aura structure at all, and it should have died so much that it could not have died anymore.

"The heavenly pool is immortal!"

"I'm immortal!"

The dark clouds returned to the size of a hundred meters in the blink of an eye, and they continued to expand rapidly, and they laughed strangely: "The gutter rats of the East Pole Demon Gate, continue to chop, hurry up, Lao Tzu is itching and uncomfortable." ”

"Hurry up and do things for Lao Tzu!"

"Otherwise, what's the use of Lao Tzu asking you for this waste?!"

Jiang Ding was silent.

Let the dark clouds that it turn into swallow the aura of heaven and earth, continue to expand, and fall into thought.

(End of chapter)