There is no heavier water in the world than the dark water.

What's more, it was still from the hand of the sword spirit that had precipitated and refined the water essence of the dark water for ten thousand years, coupled with the mighty power that fell from the sky, even the body of a reincarnation realm powerhouse as strong as Di Jiang trembled slightly, so that he fell a little lower in the void.

This also made him, who was originally looking down on the city, be able to look at Ning Ce and Sword Spirit at eye level, and that natural aura was also completely dispersed by this Dark Water Heavenly Waterfall.

Di Jiang, who was drenched in soup, looked at the agarwood sword spirit beside Ning Ce with a pale face, and the originally restrained killing intent suddenly poured out like a broken embankment.

It was like a real murderous aura turned into a series of rivers and waves slapping towards the two people in the city.

Since they have given themselves a dismount, they should return the favor as the master of this heaven and earth.

Seeing this, the sword spirit snorted coldly, but he didn't see much movement in his hand, and just snapped his fingers lightly.

And then in front of them, on the city walls, there was a long stream of dark water again.

The heaviest stream of power that was as heavy as Wan Jun and was intercepted from the Stygian Sea by the sword spirit with magic and magic powers back then lay across the city, canceling out all the surging waves of murderous energy.

"Isn't this kind of return gift too light?" Sword Spirit sneered, "I'm a little sorry for your identity as Emperor Jiang. ”

Then he snapped his fingers lightly, and the long stream of dark water, which was originally a hundred zhang long, suddenly shrunk into a black belt four or five inches long and of unknown texture.

Finally, the sword spirit beckoned, and the black belt flew back to his wrist, turning into a bracelet with a dark sheen and being carried on his hand.

"When did a sword spirit who didn't even have a physical body dare to be so presumptuous?" Di Jiang's gaze fell on the sword spirit and asked with a sneer.

The sword spirit's left hand rubbed the obsidian bracelet on his right wrist, and there was a slight crack on it, which was shattered by the monstrous murderous aura of the emperor in front of him.

"I'm willing, do you care?" Sword Spirit raised his eyebrows slightly, and only smiled at Di Jiang's sarcasm.

Di Jiang's figure slowly fell on the head of the city, stepping on the battlements of the city head, his eyes were gloomy.

He could naturally see that the real controller of the young man's body in front of him at this time was the agarwood sword spirit who was born in the Stygian Sea.

That water god co-worker, even if he has a black knife, has been thinking about it for thousands of years.

It's just that other people's favorites fall in their own eyes, but they are worthless.

It's not that I look down on agarwood because my vision is too high, but I don't pretend to borrow foreign things.

As the chief of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, he has thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, what kind of heavenly and earthly treasures, spiritual weapons, and magic weapons can't be found, but he has been without anything else for thousands of years, and his body is the result of his heart, and it is also where his own avenue is.

A gentleman does not ask for anything from the outside.

Ning Ce, who was on the side, was naturally happy to look at Di Jiang from the side, looking deflated.

"Ning Ce, why did you suddenly appear here?" Di Jiang didn't want to entangle with the sword spirit anymore, turned his head to look at Ning Ce, who was there by the old god, and asked in a deep voice.

It stands to reason that a reincarnation realm like Ning Ce will appear in the Witch Domain, and there will be news from the Cloud Palace.

At that time, it will be said which of the twelve of them will make a move.

But now, if he hadn't seen Qin Liangyu who had escaped thousands of miles and was seriously injured in a secret realm of the Cave Mansion, he wouldn't have known that a reincarnation realm like Ning Ce and Ji Qingyun, the lord of the Qingyin Blessed Land, who had the highest bounty among the five major military towns and was even equal to the Great Emperor, would appear here.

Are they all old and confused over there in the Cloud Palace?

Or did those people sitting in the Cloud Palace actually know about this and acquiesced in it, or maybe someone covered up the heavenly machine, and the three old guys in the Cloud Palace are still in the dark?

As soon as he thought of this, he turned his head to look at the canopy in the extreme west, and his expression was complicated.

"Don't overthink it. As if guessing what Di Jiang was worried about, Ning Ce said loudly: "Since he has entered the game, he is already a pawn of that old guy, and there is nothing to be tactful." ”

Hearing Ning Ce say this, Di Jiang had a spirit in his heart, and suddenly understood something.

It's no wonder that the avenue around him that was entwined during his retreat before this time had a trace of imperceptible ripples, but it quickly disappeared, and now that he thinks about it, it should be that the one in the Cloud Palace has already hit him with his mind.

Suddenly, there was a loud noise from the huge magic circle in the city, which caused the entire military town to tremble.

"It's the water gods. Sensing the slightest ripple of qi coming from the golden light array, Di Jiang's brows furrowed.

Ning Ce and Sword Spirit, who heard the movement behind him, glanced at each other, and both of them understood their respective meanings from each other's eyes.

It seems that there is already a fight inside.

"That one doesn't care?!" Di Jiang asked in a cold voice.

Immediately, as if he had thought of a possibility, his expression was quite solemn, and he whispered, "Or is this what that person meant?"

Ning Ce's right foot lightly touched the road crossing the city head, and the windless drumming on his shoulder was hunting.

"You'll have to ask him about it yourself. ”

Ning Ce's fighting spirit turned into a big river and hung above the city, once again suppressing the entire city head for more than a few feet.

Moreover, this time the fighting spirit was much stronger than the smell of wine that he had come from the sky before, so the horses of the heavily armored cavalry outside the city were overwhelmed and fell to their knees.

"Really, I don't dare to touch you?" Di Jiang asked with an indifferent expression as he rolled up his sleeves.

"A thousand years ago, it was just a matter of having the Xiong clan by your side, if you don't hear of the Xiong clan today, do you really think that you are my opponent?"

As soon as Di Jiang's words fell, Ning Ce saw that his five fingers were slightly bent and his palm was clenched, and there was an extra white war halberd in his hand.

In an instant, the halberd derived from the Void Barrier, which had been intercepted by Di Jiang from his body, stabbed towards Ning Ce.

Ning Ce's expression froze, his pupils shrank, and he was just about to cast Lingyun Wandering to avoid the edge for a while, when he saw a black sword appear in front of him and stopped the halberd.

The halberd collided with the black sword, stirring up thousands of sparks.

The huge wave of qi generated by the agitation alone slapped on the ancient magic circle not far away, causing the latter to emit a buzzing sound.

"It seems that you really don't take me seriously?" The sword spirit who controlled Ji Ge's body held a long sword with a black body and asked with a smile.

After seeing this young man stop his thunderous attack, Di Jiang pursed his lips, "I really underestimated you before." ”

At this time, Ji Ge is actually in a state of mystery and mystery, because the agarwood sword spirit controls the body, so it is Ji Ge himself who is now sitting on the throne of the Shenhai and sleeping in the past.

And now, although the young man in Di Jiang's eyes does not have the spiritual power realm of the reincarnation realm, he has roughly the same combat power as himself.

Moreover, what this young man exerted was not the aura of heaven and earth, but the power of his own underworld.

However, Di Jiang was relieved when he thought about it again, after all, he was an agarwood sword spirit born in the world for ten thousand years, and it was not surprising that he could compete with himself with the power of the Stygian Sea of refining alone.

"What do you say? Do you want to hand over the beater?" Di Jiang held the halberd in his hand, and with a slight force in his hand, the section of the wall under his feet turned into a pile of powder and was blown away by the wind in an instant.

"What do you think?" Ning Ce pointed at the black sword and shared some of the strong and domineering power of the Dijiang for the sword spirit, Zhengse said.

"If it's really as you said, I'll still be here?" Ning Ce stepped forward, a trail mark wrapped around his fingers, and the black sword shook off the halberd inch by inch.

"Idiot. Ning Ce chuckled and said.

Of course, Ning Ce didn't ask where the black sword in his hand next to him came from.

He knew that the black sword was agarwood, but it was not agarwood.

Because the real agarwood is still in that military town, but as a sword spirit, he is by his side.

Actually, that's enough.

Because as long as the sword spirit is there, that person can hold agarwood in his hand.

Di Jiang inserted the shattered halberd in his hand into the void, and then jumped lightly, this time truly stepping on the top of the city.

The distance between him and Ning Ce's sword spirit was only a foot away.

"I don't want to ruin this Yangguan military town, go up and fight. Di Jiang looked at the two of them and said expressionlessly.

If he destroyed the entire Yangguan Soldier Town because of his own negligence, even if he could seriously injure or even destroy Ning Ce's Great Dao Foundation, it would be a matter of more than worth the loss.

You must know that the strategic significance of a Yangguan military town is greater than that of a reincarnation realm powerhouse itself.

At that time, he will definitely be questioned by the Cloud Palace, and it will be a real felony.

Although sin does not lead to death, presumably those three old men will not make themselves feel better, and they have to beware of the fall of several other people in the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

The Twelve Ancestors have been at odds for thousands of years, and there have even been a few small hills in the past hundred years, but the three of them in the Cloud Palace have never asked about these trivial things in their eyes.

This is the reason why he sat back and ignored when he saw that the water god co-workers were besieged, firstly, it may be because of the meaning of the person, and secondly, and most importantly, the water god co-workers are not the same mountain as themselves.

Besides, in the past, he Ning Ce was just a follower by the side of the Xiong family, and he only dared to stand at the head of the city to watch one or two in the big battle back then, but now why dare to stop in front of him alone.

As for that agarwood sword spirit, it is just a bodyless thing, as long as he destroys that Ji Ge's body, he will dissipate in this heaven and earth sooner or later without a host.

Ning Ce and the sword spirit who controlled Ji Ge's body glanced at each other and nodded.

If they fight with Dijiang here, they will definitely respond to the sentence "The fire at the city gate will affect the pond fish", and then it will affect the battlefield on Ji Qingyun's side, and if the two battlefields are a little careless and turn into one battlefield, it will inevitably be complicated.

Dijiang has Dijiang's worries, and Ning Ce and Sword Spirit have their caution, so this city is free from a disaster.

"I'm waiting for you in heaven!"

After Di Jiang left this sentence, his figure disappeared on the city wall.

Suddenly, the sea of clouds above his head was torn apart, as if someone had forcibly opened up a battlefield.

"Being able to join forces with his predecessors today is a blessing in Ning Ce's life!" Ning Ce looked up at the heavenly dome and smiled.

was finally able to make up for the regret of the year.

"Give!" Ji Singer clenched his palm, and there was an extra black sword in his right hand.

"There are about six or seven points, take it for self-defense. Ji Ge handed the agarwood to Ning Ce.

Ning Ce saw this, and the smile in Danfeng's long eyes was even stronger.

This six or seven points is naturally more for the real agarwood.

"Ning Ce thanked his predecessors for borrowing the sword!" Ning Ce took the agarwood with both hands, and his figure disappeared on the city wall first.

Since there has been no news of the Xiong clan for thousands of years, someone has not held a sword for a thousand years.

Today, he wants to ask the emperor Jiang, the head of the twelve ancestors of the sword, with agarwood.

A thousand years ago, there were four characters in the world.

When the Xiong clan fought against the twelve ancestors in front of the Great Wall, they monopolized the stone in the world.

And Ning Ce is at ease after entering the reincarnation realm.

After the white clothes disappeared, the saying "only envy rather than envy immortals" circulated among the world.