Jiang Ding stood in the sky and looked in the direction of the Chu State.

At this moment, in the southeast corner of the Chu Kingdom, the hidden breath probe was touched and disintegrated, turning into a vague mark that followed the long-waiting figure.

"Mu Tianxue ......"

Jiang Ding muttered to himself.

"I've been waiting for you for nearly a hundred years, and I'm finally going out."

"One hundred and twenty-two years ago, your clone attacked me in the Nine Heavens Ruins, and one hundred and fourteen years ago, you ambushed me on the golden sword outside the capital of the Yue Kingdom."

"Every time, they want to kill me."

"Now, send you once."

Hide your body and fly into the distance.

The light is blue, and the figure is flickering.

Every flicker was a long distance, and in the blink of an eye, it was far away from this immortal city that had been established by Tu Shan Sword Cultivator himself and ruled for more than a hundred years.

……

Near the border of the state of Chu.

A blood-colored light hid his body, flying towards the soulless desert, abandoning the thousand-year-old foundation of his ancestors, and fleeing in embarrassment.

I haven't seen her for more than 100 years, but she is still a girl, with a beautiful face, snow-white skin, and a pure black palace skirt that is close to the body, revealing a graceful body.

Try your best to hide your figure, not daring to disturb the surrounding clouds.

“…… Ancestor ......"

Mu Tianxue flew thousands of miles in a row, and after confirming that no one was chasing, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, the Yuanying True Monarch of the Six Dao Sect did not choose the Blood Slaughter Hall as the place to stand and might, otherwise it would be the Blood Transformation Hall that is now extinct in the city, and there is no possibility of survival.

This frustrated her.

Years of operation, the accumulation of thousands of years of ancestors, lost in an instant, and I didn't even dare to block it a little, and I was glad that the other party's eyes were not on my body.

"Blessings and misfortunes."

"That's not a good thing."

Mu Tianxue cheered up, shook the small blood knife on his chest, and encouraged himself: "Tu Shan Sword Cultivation and that Seven Feathers Sword Cultivator are dead, and the two major enemies of life and death in the future are gone, and the path is much clearer." ”

"When the two major forces of the Great Sun Sect and the Righteous Demon competed, the path of the Yuan Infant revealed some gaps, this is a great opportunity that the ancestors and the ancestors have not encountered, I am lucky enough."

"If after many years, I am promoted to Yuanying, I can give him a stick of incense in Tushan Immortal City."

Her little face was full of longing.

The enemy is dead, and there is a feeling that the past is like smoke and empty.

"Just a stick of incense?"

The void in front of him was transparent and hazy, revealing a young man in Tsing Yi, who said curiously.

The cultivation of the early stage of the young Jindan, Zhengzai looked at her carefully, this woman who wanted to kill when she was young and remembered for many years.

"Yuan Ying personally took action,"

"You're still alive!"

Mu Tianxue's body stiffened.

"Fellow Daoist, the slave still has important matters."

She didn't think about it, the mana all over her body exploded, and with a bang, the bloodline knife light in the sky fled in all directions.

An exploding ball of red yarn suddenly appeared in the sky, and each thread was a little girl in a black dress the size of a palm, carrying a bloody knife the same size as herself, and fled quickly.

In the blink of an eye, it flew out for several kilometers, and the speed was extremely fast.

At the same time, her cultivation was also exposed, it was the pinnacle of Jindan, and it was the breath of the classic-level exercises, which was the one she obtained last time at the Nine Heavens Ruins.

"How can you be so sharp?"

Jiang Ding said with slight surprise.

"You've been promoted to the pinnacle of Jindan, what are you afraid of?"

The blue magnetic lines of the eyebrows flash.

Sonor!

With the sound of a sword,

A terrifying sword intent that broke the law and destroyed the spirit spread out in all directions, and the heaven and earth aura within a radius of fifty kilometers appeared slightly inert at this time.

The space is a little sticky and solidified.

This kind of coercion that naturally spreads out is insignificant to the Yuanying Cultivator, and it can be separated at will, and the teleportation spell is not affected.

But for Brother Jindan, this is a cage of life and death!

The blood line in the sky was slighted, and the top of the thread head was the size of a palm, and the little girl in the black dress who was as tall as herself was also stunned, revealing a look of horror and despair.

"Mu Tianxue, I haven't seen you for many years, I miss it very much."

Jiang Ding smiled slightly.

He gently flicked the sharp blood line beside him, making a crisp and pleasant sound like a zither.

Shout!

The blood thread in the sky was pulled hard by a powerful external force, forcibly pulling back Mu Tianxue, who had run out of several kilometers and scattered in all directions.

The blood line continued to shrink, and the little girl in the black dress the size of a palm kept returning, and the liquid state began to merge one by one.

A moment later,

A girl with snow-white skin, delicate face, dark and agile eyes, dressed in a pure black palace skirt, appeared in front of her, and a human-height crescent blood knife floated around her.

"I've seen the Seven Feathers Sword."

Mu Tianxue laughed dryly and bowed with bent knees.

After repeatedly confirming that the other party was only a cultivator in the early stage of Jindan, it can even be said that after the promotion time was not long, more than a hundred years ago, a ridiculous idea that had appeared in his heart reappeared.

And it breaks through the fog and is firmly imprinted in the heart.

A faint despair enveloped the heart.

Jiang Ding ignored her, came to her, ignored the faint fragrance of the tip of his nose, and found a delicate snow-white storage bag from Ying Ying's slender waist.

Closing his eyes slightly, the divine consciousness carrying the shattering sword intent poured into it, instantly destroying all kinds of complicated prohibitions in it, and many things inside came into view.

"Not bad."

"You're rich."

Jiang Ding praised.

What was reflected in the divine consciousness was a pile of heavenly and earthly treasures, first, second, and third-order treasures, and a large number of third-order heavenly and earthly treasures appeared, such as blood spirit copper, blue jade stone, blood bone wood, and so on.

There are more than ten magic weapons, upper, middle and lower grade magic weapons, and the accumulation of thousands of years of the three families of the Blood Transformation Hall is here.

Estimate a little, the value of these things.

"Four hundred and twenty million lower grade spirit stones!"

Jiang Ding's spirits perked up.

It's a good time to choose.

Mu Tianxue escaped from her lair in embarrassment, and wanted to rush to the Northern Plains to pursue the path, and the net worth of the Blood Transformation Hall for many years was all with her.

Otherwise, if it were normal, even if the Blood Transformation Hall was destroyed, so many third-order heaven and earth treasures would not be found, and they would all be scattered in various secret vaults.

These heavenly treasures in front of him should be enough to cultivate for more than ten years.

The only regret is that there is not a single fourth-order thing.

Generally speaking, a lower-level monk needs great luck if he wants to obtain the resources of an upper-level monk, just like a foundation building monk accidentally obtains a Jindan-level heavenly treasure, and the same is true for Jindan monks.

Jiang Ding sighed and no longer paid attention to these heavenly treasures.

The consciousness searched carefully in the storage bag, especially on the dress, vanity mirror, and other miscellaneous items.

Finally, at the bottom of the storage bag, a jade box was found, and his divine sense probed into it roughly, revealing a hint of joy in his eyes.

A deformed law-breaking steel warhead, quietly placed here, I don't know how many years have passed, and it has been forgotten.

Jiang Dingxin breathed a sigh of relief, did not take it out, and directly pocketed the entire snow-white storage bag.

"Brother Jiang, can you let me go?"

Mu Tianxue opened her big innocent eyes and prayed: "I have very good qualifications, whether it is the Tianshui Spirit Root or the Blood Spirit Holy Body, even if the inheritance is very poor, it only takes three hundred years to be the peak of Jindan."

My comprehension is also very good, and the canonical-level exercises were quickly transferred, and it took more than a hundred years to cultivate from the late stage of Jindan to the peak of Jindan. ”

"I'm kind and haven't done anything bad."

"If you let me go, I can do a lot of things for you!"

(End of chapter)