Jiang Ding's divine consciousness unfolded, blocking the fluctuations of people, animals, and divine consciousness within a radius of fifty kilometers.

A descendant of the Six Dao Sect's Animal Dao.

One of the six pillars of the Six Dao Sect, he was very curious about the Animal Dao and hoped to know something about them, which was the reason why this person had survived until now.

The black feather magic weapon black spiritual light is forested, and the Dao Dao sword qi peacock opens and closes like a screen, and it arrives between the whistling and slashes on the head of the young man in Tsing Yi.

Bite!

The top-grade magic weapon Black Feather was blocked by a layer of self-generated sword qi, and the black feather trembled, and was subjected to a terrible backlash force, and the aura collapsed and flew backwards.

"How is that possible?!"

Montenegro exclaimed.

It's the same Jindan realm, and it's even just the early stage of Jindan!

Why does his natal magic weapon collapse at the touch of a button, and it is so understated, like a mayfly shaking a tree, just touching it will almost be seriously injured.

This doesn't make sense!

"Fellow Daoist, I'll give you three breaths of time, and you will die after three breaths."

Jiang Ding smiled slightly.

Suppressing a lot of shattering sword intent shrouded down, blocking the Quartet, locking the divine soul, with a little killing intent, clearly informing the other party of what was about to happen.

"Pretending to be a ghost!"

"It's just a Jindan monk, I've seen a lot of this trick!"

Montenegro quickly calmed down and sneered.

He didn't believe that the other party would be so strong as he appeared.

In his hundreds of years of life, there have also been similar enemies, such as non-venomous snakes disguised as colorful poisonous snakes, etc., obviously the strength is comparable or even much worse, it is already extremely difficult to resist one or two, and even internal injuries have appeared.

However, the more this is the case, the more it is necessary to be calm and light, and directly overwhelm the enemy with momentum and force him to flee, so as to gain the opportunity.

"One."

Jiang Ding didn't even lift his eyelids.

"If you want to pretend to be a ghost, I'll let you pretend to be enough!"

Black Mountain's eyes flashed with anger.

Phew!

He threw his head up and screamed.

The crow feathers on his face suddenly sprouted all over his body, and his two arms were even more blurry, turning into a pair of sharp claws like black gold.

As for the top-grade black feather magic weapon, it rolled back and fell on his face, a little hazy, and it turned into a sharp black long beak, and a cold and corrosive aura wrapped around it.

In the blink of an eye, he turned into a pitch-black crow demon the size of more than ten zhang, the violent demonic aura permeated all directions, the black feathers and the sharp beak flashed aura, and at the same time, he had the benefits of the magic weapon of a human monk.

"That's how the beast fights."

Jiang Ding realized.

"Kill!"

Montenegro roared.

Zheng Zheng!

The thunderbolt was shocked, and the black feathers came out of the body, hundreds of thousands, each of which was the breath of the best magic weapon, and even nine of them were magic weapons.

It is not only like the innate feather of the bird demon, but also like the refining tool of the human race, and there is a faint formation pattern between the black feathers, and a third-order killing array that is not weak is contained in it.

It looks like a demon beast, but in fact, the bird demon in the later stage of the big demon is coming, and he will be seriously injured when he looks at him, and it is not difficult to kill him.

Dingdingding......

The black feather overwhelmingly landed on the body of the young man in Tsing Yi, and at a distance of a few zhang from his body, he formed a group, and the sword qi and killing intent overflowed, slashing, and crashing into a layer of blue sword qi that kept appearing.

I saw a clanging sound, sparks splashing everywhere, black feathers breaking and falling in the click, and bird feathers and threads flying wildly.

Even the nine-mouth magic weapon-level flying knife had the same fate, being pounced on by dozens of sword qi, grinding out the formation patterns, destroying the divine consciousness imprint, and the spiritual light was dim like a dead thing, falling from the sky.

"Poof!"

"Impossible!"

Many magic weapons were easily broken again, and the black mountain's spirit was turbulent, spitting blood from his mouth, his expression began to be frightened, and a terrible thought appeared in his heart.

"Fellow Daoist!"

"No, the seniors spare their lives, the ancestor of the family is the beast of the Six Dao Sect and the Crow True Monarch......"

"Raven True Monarch ......"

Jiang Ding muttered to himself, chanting the name.

His fingers touched the azure magnetic lines on the center of his eyebrows, and slowly, he pulled out a blue flying sword from it.

At the moment when this flying sword appeared,

The surrounding void suddenly felt a terrifying sense of condensation.

The sound of the wind, the clouds, the leaves on the ground, and the rivers all froze, and even the space was faintly frozen, and the teleportation talisman was even more flickering, showing an unstable tendency.

"Yuanying Zhenjun!"

Black Mountain screamed silently, without the slightest doubt, chilling all over his body, and despair enveloped his heart.

"Zhenjun, I don't know Mount Tai with my eyes, my father is a crow Zhenjun, generous and benevolent, has a wide range of friends, and is famous in the North Plains, please ...... it."

He was incoherent and gibberish.

Shout!

The azure flying sword slashed through a straight line, seemingly fast, and it seemed to be slow, even the divine sense could see clearly, and the slightest detail was revealed, and there was an extremely contradictory sense of fast and slow.

Life and death are coming, Montenegro still shows the true colors of hundreds of years of fighting.

"Kill!"

His face showed a miserable look, and he roared angrily, instantly burning the essence blood of his whole body, and a black flame of soul-burning rose from his whole body, all of which poured into the sharp beak on his face, making his aura suddenly flourish.

Then, tearing his cheeks, bringing up a piece of flesh and blood, a piece of black flame to kill forward.

Soul Burning Black Flame!

This is the talent of the Black Gold Crow inherited by the Black Clan of the Six Dao Sects, burning souls and destroying souls, burning blood and melting bones, and the evil of the end is incomparable, once it is used, it is easy to kill the opponent across levels, and the name is shocking to all families in the Northern Plains.

Shout!

Taiqing Flying Sword slashed through.

There was a lot of flesh and blood on the tail of the crow's beak.

After a moment, it silently parted to both sides, and so did the black flame on the crow's beak, if there was substance, it was evenly separated, extinguished one after another, and fell to the ground.

"Let's go!"

Montenegro himself, who didn't even look at his natal magic weapon and a glance, burned his essence and blood with a blow to block it a little, took out a silver jade talisman and crushed it, and his figure disappeared.

"Teleporter, space?"

"This can isolate nine out of nine Jindan monks, and escape without worry."

Jiang Ding nodded.

No matter how strong you are, as long as you can't break the space, it is useless in front of this kind of Jindan monk with a deep background, and you can only let the other party escape without your eyes.

This is also the reason why few people dare to provoke the relatives of the Yuanying Monk, even if you can beat the other party, you can't kill it, let alone escape.

Click!

The light of the Taiqing Flying Sword was in full bloom, and under the blade of the sword, there was a slight black crack in the space, and the flying sword drilled into it, disappeared, and the space was bridged.

In an instant,

It was the sound of space tearing apart, and the pitch-black lines like silky spider webs appeared.

A blue flying sword flew out of the space several kilometers away, first the tip of the sword, then the body of the sword, and finally a middle-aged monk with a black robe shattered and a miserable face revealed.

The chest, which was bright in front and back, had already been pierced, and was forcibly pulled out by the sword qi like the silk thread of the Dao.

"Why?!"

"How could a Yuan Infant True Monarch appear in such a remote place! The Black Clan will ...... for me."

The black-robed monk laughed in despair.

The blue sword qi on his body exploded, turning his body into pieces of ash, and every bit of vitality ceased to exist, leaving only a weak divine soul and a nearly shattered golden pill in place.

The Taiqing Flying Sword rolled up two objects and quickly returned.

(End of chapter)