The Yin Mist Spirit Bead has a dim spiritual light, and it needs to be replenished again, waiting for several months before it can be used again.

Jiang Ding didn't care either, took out a separate storage jade pendant, filled it with spirit stones, and then threw the Yin Mist Spirit Bead into it, letting it automatically absorb the spiritual energy to recover.

After he was promoted to Jin Dan, the effect of the Yin Mist Spirit Bead was no longer too great.

"I still have this."

Jiang Ding's eyes showed a solemn look, and he took out another thing.

A fist-sized, red-hot ball.

As soon as it appeared, a wave of destruction, a scorching terrifying aura spread in all directions, and the surrounding heaven and earth aura was disordered, restless, and chaotic.

Many students who were practicing the military formation trembled in their hearts, and their hairs stood up, as if they had encountered a natural enemy.

Even the Spirit Killing True Monarch, who was directing the military formation, felt a chill in his heart.

After a while, he reacted and made a Dao Seal Decision, forming layers of shields around Jiang Ding, isolating the killing and scorching aura in it, otherwise the others would not be able to do anything.

In the last generation of the Great Sun Sword, his realm was the peak of the Yuan Infant, at the end of the Great Sun Sword Pavilion, he crisscrossed the battlefield of the gods, and finally died under the siege of the Eight Great Immortal Sects and the Immortal Gate Avatar Monks.

It was in this battle that he was seriously injured and dying, and he fell asleep in the secret realm of sleep for more than 3,000 years before he woke up.

Jiang Ding cautiously poked out a wisp of divine sense.

"There are only two gears, Jindan Realm and Yuanying Realm."

"The Yuan Infant Realm has been sealed, and it must be broken before it can be realized."

Jiang Dingzhi was clear.

The Sun Destroying True Monarch looked at Jiao'er Langdang, in fact, he thought it through, a wisp of sword intent in the Great Sun Sword Zi Yuanying Realm could really kill the Yuanying Monk casually.

is worthy of being a legion, and all aspects are calculated.

Consciousness poured into it.

A flower in front of my eyes.

Hazy.

Jiang Ding opened his eyes.

Light!

Endless sunlight!

Heaven and earth, no land, no sky, as far as the eye can see, the light of the sun, the will to scorch, kill, destroy everywhere.

The monks below the Jindan will die the moment they appear here, and their souls will be completely wiped out from their essence, and reincarnation will not be obtainable.

Even if they were Jindan monks, most of them would disappear without a trace in just a few breaths.

These, for Jiang Ding, are just ordinary.

I just feel that the sun's rays are slightly dazzling, and I need to squint some eyes.

Jiang Ding's eyebrows flashed blue.

Breaking the law, the will to destroy the soul also swung in all directions, devouring, destroying the surrounding alien will, and opening up a peaceful space.

The sunlight is no longer so dazzling, and it has returned to its original soft appearance.

Layers of sunlight dissipate.

Not far away, a gray-robed young man looked at this side quietly.

His face was ordinary, a red-gold Great Sun Mark bloomed with a little spiritual light on his eyebrows, and he wore a long sword with a gray flutter on his waist, and his breath was mediocre, like a young man who could be seen everywhere on the road.

"My name is Chongguang, what's your name?"

The gray-robed young man didn't seem to be hostile and asked curiously.

Heavy light.

Heavy photons!

In addition to the unknown seeds, the name of the last sword of the Great Nippon Sword Pavilion is this.

"My name is Jiang Ding."

Jiang Ding replied politely.

"Jiang Dingzi ......"

The gray-robed young man muttered to himself: "This name is very strange, does it mean that it is the mainstay of the river?" ”

"It's weird."

"However, it is an incredible thing that the Great Sun Sword appeared in the East Pole Demon Gate."

"Yes, clear."

Rumble!

A flying sword was as bright as the sun, obviously it was magnificent, but the sword light was twisted like a red silk thread from time to time, highly condensed, and the space was torn apart silently, forming small deep black lines, and there was no space like other Yuanying monks that were broken irregularly.

A blue flying sword appeared in front of the Great Sun Flying Sword, divided into nine, a large array filled it, and one after another sword qi was born and destroyed, just in an instant, a sword array of tens of kilometers in size and terrifying momentum was formed.

Bite!

The moment the two flying swords touched, the pure gold mesh pattern appeared on the blue sword body of the Taiqing Flying Sword, and it was cut out of the body, and it could no longer be hidden.

A moment of stalemate.

Rumble!

Eight of the nine blue-gold flying swords shattered in an instant, the sword domain disappeared without a trace, and the Taiqing Flying Sword was thrown backwards dimly.

The Crimson Golden Great Sun Flying Sword paused, and nine shallow scratches appeared on the sword body, and after a while, it disappeared.

"Heavy Photon ......"

"The third realm of the way of the sword, refining the sword into silk, and has come into contact with the fourth realm of the way of the sword, the realm of immortality."

Jiang Ding's face turned pale.

Not an opponent!

He could clearly feel that it was also the realm of the early stage of the Jindan, and even his sword intent and divine soul were stronger than those in the early stage of the heavy photon Jindan, and the flying sword was also stronger, which was stronger than the red gold flying sword.

But, I can't beat it.

The weak defeated the strong, and the weak defeated the strong in a crushing manner.

"You're only in the first realm of the sword?"

Chongphoton was stunned.

"Alas!"

"The sword is dusty."

He was a little distracted.

Shout!

The red gold flying sword descended again, the sword light was slightly hazy, and it was divided into nine, all of which were highly condensed, twisted into silk, and with the extreme speed of sword qi and thunder, the thought was imminent.

The Taiqing Flying Sword met again, and it was also divided into nine.

Dingdingding......

The sparks splashed everywhere, and the Destruction Sword Intent and the Great Sun Sword Intent annihilated each other, fighting together in the sky, and the space was constantly broken and healed, and then shattered under the light of the second sword, back and forth.

It seems to be on par.

But if you look closely, in the battle of the nine flying swords, every time the Taiqing flying sword is like being struck by lightning, it is clear that he is stronger than the other side, but under the influence of the sword qi thunder sound and the practice of sword silk, it is vulnerable.

The transformation and cohesion of sword moves cannot be compared.

After dozens of moves, the aura of the Taiqing Flying Sword gradually dimmed.

"That's it."

Heavy photons are quite boring, so let's do it casually.

"This move, called Red Flame Slash, is an introduction to my Great Sun Sword Pavilion."

Airplanes!

The red gold flying sword buzzed, the nine flying swords were one, and dozens of kilometers of sunlight gathered on the sword body, and the brilliance could not be looked at directly, turning into a twisted red sword wire, which came in an instant in the thunder sound, and slashed on the nine Taiqing flying swords.

Rumble!

The blue-gold flying sword continued to snap and break, leaving only the last bite, and the aura was extremely dim, and it flew backwards with a wail.

"Such a swordsmanship ......"

Jiang Ding didn't try to escape, and sighed.

The eyebrows are cold,

It was pitch black in front of me.

Outside.

Jiang Ding fell to the ground without saying a word, and without waiting for the Spirit Killing True Monarch to make a move, the Taiqing Flying Sword in the center of his eyebrows spontaneously sheathed, and the blue gold sword qi of the Dao Breaking Law and Destroying the Spirit was unfolded like a peacock opening the screen, dragging his body.

Long.

Jiang Ding opened his eyes, only to feel that his mana was turbulent, his soul was in pain, and his body was weak and weak.

"Heavy Photon ......"

"It's disgusting."

Jiang Dingqi exhaled: "When the super battleship is completed, I can suppress you with a flip of my palm, and the sword of the Xianmen is also very strong, okay, don't look down on people." ”

Now he is not the strongest state of combat power at all, and he is very unconvinced.

(End of chapter)