"Blood covered the earth ......"

Jiang Ding muttered to himself.

Through a simple record of knowing the sea, he could already see the bloody battlefield, where countless maids who sought the way fought and died on the battlefield.

Yes, that's the only thing that comforts him, and he doesn't feel so much guilt.

They voluntarily left Tushan Immortal City after the late foundation building period to pursue their own Jindan Avenue, which were their own choices.

If you want to be comfortable, stay in Tushan Immortal City, and participate in public security, tax collection and other things, there is a high probability that you can live for the rest of your life.

Sixteenth year!

"Thank you Spring Sword Girl for this battle!"

Chunjian didn't let them go, stared at the blood flowing clouds, and asked again.

In response to the Blood King's generals, a sword flew in and slashed him and his subordinates.

All of these must be raised, the interests must be divided, and their respective territories have already been divided before the war.

No matter how chaotic the outside world is, no matter how unpredictable the situation is, there is no lack of two hundred years of peace for a foundation monk.

Read on.

Kill, kill, kill!

"You dare!"

This is the battle for dominance and the distinction between host and guest after the war!

The two of them have had an extremely excellent immortal education since they were children, and they are not weaker than others.

They gave birth to sword intent!

Unexpected, and reasonable.

"Look for death!"

"Bloody friends, fallacious."

At this time, no one dared to stop it, even if it was a cloud of blood.

The surrounding army of the Blood King Army was furious, and they shot and killed the maid of Tu Mountain, regardless of it.

"Congratulations,"

The Blood King's soldiers were silent, not daring to say anything about Tu Shan's maids' actions of taking in the captives, and fled far away, allowing the captives to escape into their hands.

If they were divided fifty percent at once, what would they, the Jindan monks, share?

"Will it be, how?"

The bloody hand man Mo Li Tu, the Iron Bone King Kong and other blood cloud eighteen riding golden pills, as well as a large number of golden pill peak monks showed a look of insecurity on their faces, faintly about to attack.

The maids around were silent.

Clouds of blood fell from the sky, handsome and heroic, causing many female cultivators to blush slightly, don't overdo it.

Jiang Ding congratulated him from the bottom of his heart.

In the midst of loud laughter, Blood Flowing Cloud flew from afar with a group of Jindan monks, attracting the shouts and voices of the monks in a carnival, and the atmosphere was extremely warm.

"You say,"

"Do you know what will happen when my army is angry?"

The Nine Great Handmaidens,

As soon as this statement came out,

There was silence.

A mountain of corpses piled up, along with their anger.

Sonor!

The spring sword didn't say much, drew the sword, and attached the power of the military array to his body, and killed the ten Jindan monks who spoke at the beginning with a single sword, and the blood mist became a cloud.

In the world of cultivating immortals, what is the number of people?

What about the millions? Why didn't these millions of people go and talk to the army of the Righteous Demon Alliance about how powerful they were?

Now, how can it be tolerated if someone opens their mouth and takes half of it away at once?

"You dare to do it?"

"How many of you are there?"

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

On top of that, there are only 20,000 people on the other side!

"Arrogance!"

Gradually, the Blood King Army and the Tu Shan maids calmed down, restored order, and began to clean up the battlefield.

They themselves were unaware, and continued to stare at the Six Dao Sect Yin Dao and other important figures to chase and kill, leaving no one behind, but they felt that their swords were faster and sharper.

Chunjian looked around and asked again.

Rumble!

A loud bang appeared in the six Heavenly Returning Killing Arrays, countless cracks spread, exploded, and the formation base was shattered, and the monks in it, whether it was Jin Dan or Zhuji Qi Training, were all bombarded into pieces of blood mist, and their spirits were gone.

Under such a base and such a death, the possibility of a kendo monk giving birth to sword intent has been raised to the point of inevitability, just who.

"Fifty percent?"

Jiang Ding's gaze fell on a young girl's divine soul imprint, and his perspective kept moving downward, downward, through the clouds in the sky, and through the barrier of the Dao formation.

All the maids had blood-red eyes, and they slaughtered into the army of the Six Dao Sects, and all those who stood and refused to put down their blades were slaughtered.

They looked at him coldly, not flattered, respectful, and nowhere else did they draw cheers from the mountains and tsunami.

"The most important obstacle in your path has gone."

Except for the Spring Sword Monk Palace, they are all well-known female cultivators in the Northern Plains, some are casual cultivators, and some are side family families, all of which are different.

The Blood King's prestige is at its peak!

The only thing in common is that talent and understanding are the best choice.

The blood was silent.

Even if this large array composed of hundreds of thousands of Six Dao Sect monks could resist the attack of many Yuan Infant Late Stage Cultivators, it was useless, and it was on the verge of collapse under countless attritions.

Kill!

Spring Sword, the first maid of spring, holds the sword in the center, and gives orders with murderous intentions.

Jiang Ding watched the battlefield quietly, without disturbing anything, this was the highlight moment for the maids, and they were rewarded after paying for their hard work.

The generals of the Blood King Army were furious and slaughtered into the army formation of Tushan's maids, wanting to retrieve the monks of the Six Dao Sects who had fled into it, and no one paid attention to them under the victory.

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For example, the three maids of the demon clan, they are earthly bloodlines, and they can naturally be promoted to Jindan, and no one forces them to go to the battlefield during the foundation building period, everything is their own choice.

He waited until the fruits of victory appeared before he stood up and said it.

Under the sword intent, the gap between the so-called Heavenly Spirit Root and the earthly bloodline was instantly smoothed out and surpassed.

Then, sometime.

Set the fox to keep the geese!

"Those who resist, slaughter them all!"

The shouts, the fights, the explosions, the chaos.

All the Jindan monks of the Blood King Army combined, there are more than a thousand Jindan monks, millions of people!

I don't know how long it took for the battlefield to calm down.

Bloody clouds stiffened on his face.

Jiang Ding's eyes flashed.

"Will it be, how?"

The birth of sword intent is a genius level among the Jindan monks, and you can become a core disciple in the Great Sun Sword Sect.

More monks of the Six Dao Sect ran frantically, surrendered to the Tushan maid, discarded their weapons, and fell to their knees at the mercy of the judge.

Chunjian glanced at the clouds of blood.

"! This is my captive ......"

Before Xueliuyun could say anything, immediately a Jindan peak monk was furious, couldn't bear it, and shouted: "You wait for only 20,000 troops, and we have millions of troops, how dare you say such a wild speech?" ”

The battlefield where blood was splashed, and the monks of the Six Dao Sects withered like ice and snow melting.

"Blood Dao friend, what will happen?"

"This ......"

Mortals are limited to productive forces, and only exaggerated accounts have become reality.

As far as the eye could see, all the Jindan monks bowed their heads, and none of the monks dared to look directly, and the angry words in their mouths stopped.

Around her, the maid of summer, Shanggong, the maid of Xunfeng, the maid of Hei Louxi, the maid of autumn killing, the maid of the new Kanyu, the maid of winter, the maid of thunder, the maid of electric spirit, and the maid of pure yang.

This is the fate of kendo soldiers.

That is, this year, under the uninterrupted onslaught, the Six Heavens Killing Formation was crumbling, and the collapse was just around the corner.

The blood was silent for a long time.

Whoever it is, whether friendly or not,

"Yes!"

The surrounding Jindan monks said sharply, and they were all extremely angry.

In this battlefield, there is no need for words, only the killing of swords, the separation of life and death.

After many times, the cacophony of angry scolding disappeared.

Crazy, all crazy!

Then, he was killed by Tushan's maid.

The army of the Six Dao Sects collapsed, and the Blood King Army launched an indiscriminate slaughter, and after years of fighting, they had lost their minds and killed people when they saw them.

He bowed deeply, humbly and politely, and said gratefully: "This battle, without all the girls, would never have been so easy. ”

Similarly, if Yubai and their golden pills want to be Yuanying, they must also embark on this road and survive before they can be promoted, otherwise they will have no hope of Yuanying for the rest of their lives.

"Run!"

Dare to shoot and kill on the spot!

Blood flowed and his heart sank.

Hey

"Arrogant!"

In this kind of crazy and selfless fighting, the souls of four of the nine maids have undergone complex and directional changes, becoming sharper, bloodier, and more concentrated.

Not to mention these generals and soldiers, even if they come here alone, they will die.

If there is no restriction on the exercises, the possibility of Yuan Ying will be half in an instant.

"Run!"

He didn't expect the other party to be so direct, and he thought that he could reward a large number of treasures at the price of mercenaries.

On such a battlefield, as long as they survive, every monk will become rich, and it is not a problem to further cultivate to the next level, and their hearts will be full of distractions and gratitude.

He came to a battlefield where the evil spirit was strong, the military spirit was overwhelming, and the bloody atmosphere lasted for a long time.

Chun Jian didn't pay attention to the thoughts of him and the Jindan monks around him, and said lightly: "Fifty percent of the Black Snow Prairie belongs to the Tushan Maid Troupe, with the east of the Animal Spirit Immortal City as the dividing line, what do you think?" ”

Jin Dan, the roaring Blood King Army around him, felt a chill in his heart, and quieted down, silent.

"Kill, kill, kill!"

Jiang Ding saw that in spring, summer, autumn and winter, the wind and rain, thunder and lightning, nine huge breaths rose up, all of them were the breath of the Yuan Infant Stage, which was not weaker than the middle Yuan Infant monk, and the nine strands formed a whole.

"You ......"

Millions of corpses were ambushed, bleeding and drifting, and large pits of spell explosions were everywhere, billowing flames and green smoke were everywhere all over the land.

Lure the wolf into the house!

There are blood clouds and eighteen horsemen Jin Dan monks' hearts are full of regret and chagrin.

"The elite army of the Six Dao Sect was wiped out, and our army was victorious! Wansheng! ”

Two parties,

"Friends of the Blood Dao,"

At such a close distance, their rough military formation couldn't even react, and a sword had already fallen.

"Hahaha......"

The same similar words.

Sword Intent!

In addition to the nine great maids, there were also three or four other Jindan monks who were born with the same change, and the sword intent was born.

The meeting of the maids in the atrium of the divine consciousness was finished in an instant, and Chunjian said softly: "I also want to thank the blood Dao friends for their contributions in this battle, without you and fighting to the death, we would not have won so easily." ”

He could feel that the power of the military formation, which was almost comparable to that of a monk in the late Yuan Infant period, acted on him, even if he was in the midst of an army of millions, he might not be able to be stable, and he had little certainty of defeating the other party.

Under such strength, all the previous careful thoughts, how ridiculous it is to want to spend the price of one or two mercenaries.

(End of chapter)

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