The news of the Taiyin Sword Formation Dao and the Golden Pill spread out, and some ripples swayed out of the realm.

Daozi, this is a figure who is expected to refine the void in the future, and it is possible to master the great power to dominate the changes of thousands of realms, although he is only a Jindan monk now, his every move is eye-catching.

Some people are dissatisfied, some people hate, and some people look forward to ...... It's all different.

Jiang Ding doesn't care about this, now he is still far away from the influence realm, as long as he takes care of his own cultivation.

First, I went home and stayed at home for two weeks.

Then, he went to the spiritless desert for half a month, and returned to the school when the time was up, continued to practice the flying sword, engraved the prohibition, absorbed the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to cultivate, and accumulated mana.

In the blink of an eye, another few months passed.

Under the brilliant Sun God Tree, Jiang Ding opened his eyes and exhaled a breath of turbidity.

"January 1...... It's another year and a new year. ”

Jiang Ding put away the Taiqing Flying Sword and flew towards the Killing Spirit True Monarch's Empty Heaven Class Classroom.

Since the death of my grandparents and the promotion of my mother and sister to the Monk of the Foundation, the family has rarely celebrated the New Year, and it always feels like time has passed so quickly, as if the end of the year, the beginning of the year, is no longer so important.

Along the way, one after another air and space warships flew by, winding up and making the nearby forests and seas hunting.

Jiang Ding's gaze lingered on these air and space battleships for a moment.

Most of them are more than 600 meters long, more than 80 meters wide, the size of six or seven football fields, and the hideous steel giants, most of which are coated with gray and silver.

The thick cannons were inserted into the bow of the ship, and the barrels were covered with fine runes, and without urging, they spontaneously gathered the aura of heaven and earth around them, and involuntarily generated a coercion that suffocated the foundation monks.

Aerospace Battleship!

The Immortal Monk's Heavy Weapon of War!

Cultivation at the same level can often lock and destroy it with one shot, of course, it is not counted as the elite of the Immortal Sect such as the true disciples of the Immortal Sect.

But this is not the final form of the combat power of the Xianmen monks, with a large number of air and space fighters to form a monk army, it is the combat method of the Xianmen monks, and the groups of true disciples will also be bombarded to pieces in front of them.

Immortal Sect can only rely on unconventional and unreasonable Daozi-level figures to overpower them.

Battleships gathered, and air-space fighters followed.

Jin Lingfeng and An Siyan said hello, and flew the fighter to his superior battleship, and the fighter formation and the battleship formation quickly blended together to form a whole.

"Today is still a divisional and regiment-level military formation exercise, which requires mastering and maintaining a quasi-infant-level military formation under the enemy's legal domain."

The True Monarch of the Soul Killing had already arrived, and casually arranged.

The law domain opened, and suddenly, a killing and soul-destroying aura swung in all directions, controlling the aura and blocking all the heaven and earth aura, which was enough to suppress the hordes of Jiedan and Zhuji monks effortlessly.

Jin Lingfeng, An Siyan and the others stagnated their breath, and a heavy pressure surged into their hearts, and they lost all their sense of the aura of heaven and earth in the outer world.

In the next moment, many warships roared, swinging out the Dao Dao Formation, and combined with the many air and space fighter formations participating in the exercise, the Dao Dao Formation was born and destroyed, expanding outward, forming a quasi-fourth-order large array with clear spiritual light.

Within the military array, as well as within a few kilometers around the military array, the will of the killing spirit was swept away, and the aura of heaven and earth regained control.

quasi-fourth-order formation,

He already has the ability to wrest control of some of the Heaven and Earth Aura from the Yuanying Jurisdiction!

Of course, at most, it is only a little self-preservation, and it is still wishful thinking to contend with the legal domain within a radius of tens of kilometers, and it can only be said that it will not die in the first thought of the Yuanying Monk.

More than 100 Jindan monks, and tens of thousands of foundation building students who were selected from all over Xianmen to participate in the drill formed six quasi-Yuan infant-level military formations.

That's not their limit.

Every Jing-level Exercise Doctoral student here has the ability to command the quasi-Yuan infant-level military formation, as long as they are equipped with regiment-level and battalion-level commanders, as well as many soldiers, each of them is a quasi-Yuan-level infant-level combat strength.

After many years of reserves, there are many Jindan monk immortal sects.

In the era when the Xianmen Refining Void Sequence Jin Dan, also known as the Xianmen Daozi, relied on the overwhelming, almost endless quasi-Yuan infant-level army and fourth-order taboo nuclear weapons to force the Immortal Sect Daozi back.

If Daozi is careless and consumes too much mana, it is possible to kill.

Of course, this tactic was a helpless move, and a large number of Jindan and Zhuji monks died every moment, killing 800 enemies and losing 1,000 themselves.

Since Xianmen laid the foundation of the hegemon, it has been a long time since this tactic has been used.

"It's okay to learn."

The Soul Killing True Monarch's Divine Sense swept over the six divisions that were fighting against the puppets in the Domain, and nodded in satisfaction.

He set his sights on the corner of the battlefield again.

A young man in Tsing Yi sat cross-legged and took out a green orb.

Under the jurisdiction, there seems to be no effect on him, and the breeze is blowing.

"This is the way of the Immortal Gate."

The Soul Killer was even more satisfied.

We want to be beaten in groups, and we want to be single-handed, who dares to disagree?

……

Jiang Ding's divine consciousness poured into the Yin Mist Orb.

This orb was refined with a wisp of sword intent from the Yin Mist True Monarch of the Taiyin Sword Sect, and in the past hundred years, he has challenged many times, all of which ended in failure, and it is nothing more than how long he has persevered.

At this point, after promotion, the first attempt.

A flower in front of my eyes.

The surroundings were hazy, as if she was in the middle of a lake, and an elderly woman was looking at the lake with a calm expression.

"The Misty True Monarch ......"

Jiang Ding's divine sense swept over, and a look of disappointment appeared on his face.

At the time of the foundation building, the enemy who was originally thought to be invincible now seems to be nothing more than that.

Divine consciousness swept over, and he could clearly see that she was composed of a wisp of cold sword intent, and the surrounding lake was also a layer of illusion, which could be admired, and it could also be beaten into a magic weapon formation pattern between raising his hand.

"Great Sun Kenko."

"Long time no see."

The old woman's voice was hoarse, and she actually had the appearance of spiritual intelligence, and laughed strangely: "Although your swordsmanship is clumsy, the strange thing is that the sword intent is not affected, and it is not weaker than the Great Sun Sword of the Great Sun Sword Pavilion back then, and the wisp of sword intent of the old body can't stop your sword." ”

"The East Pole Demon Gate is really delaying you, it's better to ......"

"Come on."

Jiang Ding said lightly.

The Taiqing flying sword was unsheathed, the edge was retracted, and a sword slashed down towards the old woman's head, and the basic swordsmanship slashing style was upright, and the sword qi was condensed on one side of the blade.

"Fog!"

Yin Mist True Monarch's expression froze.

I don't know what kind of treasure refining methods Xianmen used, retaining her strong will to survive, and when she opened her mouth and spit out, the thick green mist spread out in all directions, covering her divine consciousness and will.

Taiqing Flying Sword turned a blind eye to this mist of sword intent, and easily found the core point and slashed down with one sword.

Bite!

The spark bloomed, and under the sword, a green mist long sword appeared on the old woman's head, then the second and third...... It was densely packed, spread over several kilometers around, and there were nine hundred flying swords, forming a unified sword formation.

The huge power of the Taiqing Flying Sword, which was enough to instantly cut off the top-grade magic weapon, fell on it, and was scattered into two by one, and two into four...... Dispersed to more than nine hundred flying swords, and then dispersed into the green mist for several kilometers around.

Bang!

In an instant, the green mist exploded, and was distorted and faded by a terrifying force, and was forcibly shattered and dissipated.

Only nine hundred faint green mist flying swords were left in the same place.

"It's just the advantage of the flying sword......"

The old woman's face turned pale.

With a stroke of her palm, nine hundred flying swords rang out, forming a huge sword array to surround the Taiqing Flying Sword, and there was a thunderous explosion in every move, and the speed was extremely fast.

It was even more like a stream from time to time in the sword qi, and spells such as ice needles suddenly assassinated, beating the Taiqing Flying Sword into a hurry, and it was extremely spicy.

"Your sword qi thunder!"

Jiang Ding's eyes were stunned, and he only used the basic swordsmanship to compete with it, and the sparks bloomed between the sword blades, and the clanging sword sound continued to explode, carefully understanding the wonder of this true monarch's swordsmanship.

A few days later, the Nine Hundred Flying Swords of the Yin Mist True Monarch dimmed and collapsed.

He himself was also cut in half by a blue flying sword.

Jiang Ding stopped, closed his eyes and reviewed the battle just now, for a long time, opened his eyes, and looked like he had gained a lot.

"It's one step closer to the second realm of the sword dao sword qi thunder sound."

Jiang Ding's eyes lit up: "It's like this for a single dead thing, if I find the Taiyin Sword and pester her to fight swords every day, wouldn't the swordsmanship improve by leaps and bounds?" ”

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