Cultivating for months,

Jiang Ding opened his eyes, put away the Taiqing Flying Sword, which had shrunk from a three-thousand-meter giant tree to a foot long, and stuffed it into the electromagnetic lines in the center of his eyebrows.

After the Taiqing Flying Sword was promoted to Infant Treasure, the unknown energy absorbed in the space in the center of the eyebrows also increased, and something could be vaguely felt growing.

But looking at it specifically,

I found out again that it was an illusion and that there was nothing.

"This stuff is important...... But I don't know why it matters. ”

Jiang Ding muttered to himself.

In his heart, he had a little more desire for the inheritance that the Great Sun Sword Sect might have.

He flew into the sky, glanced at the shattered Silver Sky Island, made sure it was still usable, thought about it, didn't bother to mend it, got up and flew to the Sky Combat Class of the Spirit Killing True Monarch.

"Hey!"

"I haven't seen you in three years."

In the distance, An Siyan greeted Jin Lingfeng.

After Jin Dan, they also moved into the dormitory of Brother Jin Dan of Qingfeng University, which was not far from Yinkong Island geographically, but it was separated by a space formation, but the actual distance was unknown.

Anyway, when you walk out of the dormitory gate, the closest is the dormitory gate in Jiangding.

Jiang Ding, the dormitory of the two of them, also visited.

The dormitory of the Golden Lingfeng is a large artificial satellite that can directly receive starlight, which is very beneficial for cultivating the Heavens and Beidou Sutra.

An Siyan's dormitory is a large cloud in the sky, where cold and hot air meet, which is very helpful for contemplating the Taiyin Sun Sutra.

Basically, the dormitories of the top universities in Xianmen are all in a similar situation, distributed all over Xianmen, connected by a teleportation array, not just limited to the floating island of Qingfeng University, this can only be regarded as a teleportation aggregation node.

"Recent Retreat ......"

Jiang Ding responded with a smile.

Before he finished his words, An Siyan and Jin Lingfeng were suddenly startled, their spirits stiffened, their mana solidified, and their bodies staggered, looking like they were about to fall.

"What's wrong with you?"

Jiang Ding's complexion changed slightly, and his divine sense and sword intent unfolded, covering a radius of seventy kilometers, scanning everything in great detail.

Nothing was found.

“…… No...... I don't know ......."

Jin Lingfeng gritted his teeth and said with some annoyance: "However, I feel that it is coming from you, cold, evil, forbidden law...... Have you broken through the middle stage of Jindan? ”

She was stunned.

Previously, he was very confident that he would break through one step ahead of the Great Ri Jianzi.

"However, it shouldn't be like this in the middle of Jindan......"

An Siyan wondered.

"I see, wait a minute."

Jiang Ding seemed to understand something, closed his eyes, and carefully restrained the breath of the Taiqing Flying Sword in his eyebrows.

After a while,

When he opened it again, the faint coldness around him disappeared.

The two of them returned to normal.

"What happened?"

An Siyan's eyes widened: "Why can the aura of the Great Sun Sword Escape greatly affect our strength, if this is the case, how did the ancestors win the war back then?" ”

The golden bell wind is equally terrifying.

"I don't know, maybe the legion of the Xianmen is also very strong, far beyond the individual."

Jiang Ding replied and explained: "The Taiqing Flying Sword has broken through, the infant treasure of the Yuan Infant Rank, I can't control her breath for a while, and it may take several years to return to its original state." ”

"Baby Treasure Flying Sword ......"

The two women were in a trance, and their brains were blank for a while.

According to the common sense of cultivating immortals, it is impossible for the Jindan monk to control the baby treasure.

Lack of mana and divine sense.

Even if it is the promotion of one's own natal magic weapon to the infant treasure, it can only rely on the infant treasure to absorb the aura of heaven and earth by itself and attack on its own, and the Jindan monk can delineate the target at most, and he can't affect anything.

Wisps of sword qi wrapped around the two women, passing through the space, along the crooked spatial route, and after a few breaths, they came to the Killing Spirit True Monarch's Aerospace System class.

Jiang Ding looked over, and there was no one around.

Faintly, seeing a huge cannon muzzle looming, the Spirit Killing True Monarch didn't know where to run.

Yu Qianzi is also there, as a monk of the Immortal Sect, she has always retained a high level of respect for the upper-level monks, and every time she comes a long time in advance, even earlier than the teacher.

The moment Jiang Ding appeared, the ink-like green silk on the top of her head exploded visibly, and she fled with a bang.

More than ten kilometers apart, Yu Qianzi's big eyes stared at the young man in Tsing Yi in the distance, revealing an unbelievable look.

Seeing each other's eyes,

She fled several kilometers away, and tended to flee further.

"Hello Mr. Wei Chi."

Jiang Ding ignored her and searched carefully for a moment, only then did he see a vague figure in a spatial mezzanine.

"The ...... of the Great Day Kenko"

The Soul Killing True Monarch walked out of the well-hidden space mezzanine, put away the main cannon of the Aerospace Helicarrier, and said in a quiet voice: "What has happened to you, I really suddenly had a strong urge to kill you just now, and I didn't stay for a moment, and I almost opened fire." ”

Met the sword cultivator,

This was the first reaction of the Xianmen monks.

The first time to slip away, then use artillery bombardment, and then summon the artillery bombardment of comrades, tear up the space in this place, and clean it all to ensure that any hidden spells are useless and exposed.

"Teacher Wei Chi, there has been a small breakthrough in the flying sword."

Jiang Ding said modestly.

"A little breakthrough?"

Killing Spirit Zhenjun was stunned for a moment, and then gasped: "The Great Day Sword with the Infant Treasure Flying Sword in hand? ”

"Grass!"

"This Nima can participate in the Yuanying battlefield, the kind that can kill the Yuanying True Monarch if you are not careful, how old are you?"

"In the blink of an eye!"

"It feels like you've not been long since you entered Qingfeng University at the age of sixteen, and you're still a little one, why is this like this?"

The True Monarch of the Soul Killer fell into a trance.

It's really a while.

It's only been a long time, and in less than the life stage of a foundation-building monk, earth-shaking changes have taken place.

"Haha, it's the teacher who teaches well."

Jiang Dingwan smiled.

After chatting with the Killing Spirit True Monarch for a while, it was mainly about the combat experience of the Eight Great Immortal Sect's Yuanying Sword Cultivators, as well as how to guide the attack of the Aerospace Mothership Artillery Group after the Immortal Sect had its own Yuanying Sword Cultivation.

The eyes of the two were shining, and they both thought of some beautiful picture.

At the beginning of the class, An Siyan and they began to practice the military formation.

Jiang Dingze flew straight to the edge of the classroom dozens of kilometers away, and came to Yu Qianzi, who was trying to hide himself in a cloud.

"Are you going to surrender?"

Jiang Ding asked.

As soon as this guy saw him, he ran away, and his mind was terrifyingly sharp.

If it weren't for the fact that this was a classroom, Yu Qianzi would have already started the escape of Guanghan Palace, and it would be impossible to take a picture and stay.

"Baby ......"

"Oh my God, it's really a baby baby......"

Yu Qianzi had to come out of the clouds, his little face was beautiful, and the moon-white fairy skirt fluttered in the wind, like a fairy in the Moon Palace, his breath was ethereal, and he said indignantly at this time: "How can a person like you who is not sincere with the sword have a baby-level natal flying sword!" ”

"She should be a better match for me!"

"Taiqing, is it okay to go back with me......"

Airplanes!

The Taiqing Flying Sword shook, and the blue gold sword body slowly emerged from the center of the eyebrows, and the tsunami-like shattering sword intent swept in all directions, dominating the life and death of all things in a radius of nearly 100 kilometers, and dominating the life and death of all spirits.

"Don't be angry!"

"I'm kidding,"

Yu Qianzi's body stiffened, and he was crushed by the magic weapon stage, and he didn't dare to continue, so he whispered: "Don't be angry." ”

"Taiyin, you have become so weak......"

Jiang Ding held the hilt of the sword in his hand and was about to cut it off, when a deep disappointment came out of his heart, and he couldn't help but sigh.

In his eyes now,

The woman in front of her is like a candle in the wind, a cow of Kuding, a sword can extinguish it, and there is no need to use the scabbard, and she has not been able to get such an honor again.

(End of chapter)