Chapter 865 Jian Jian Jian Jian Zi?
Chapter 865 Sword sword sword sword... son?
With one sword slash, the heads of the six golden-winged royal clan demon kings flew into the air, and they were cut in half with one sword.
The demon clan claims that its golden light is immortal and its body is indestructible to all calamities. Under the sword, it is almost as indistinguishable as paper.
"This is……"
"This is refining a sword into silk, refining a sword into silk!"
Zhenjun Xu Fang completely forgot about everything, and stared at the soft sword light like catkins, finally confirmed it, and kept shouting, as if a believer had arrived at the most sacred hall, with a faint urge to worship.
"That's not surprising."
"Not surprisingly."
Lord Xu Fang murmured to himself.
Refining a sword into silk!
What kind of realm of swordsmanship is this?
The fact that these six demon kings from the Golden Winged Royal Clan were able to die under this sword was simply a blessing that they had cultivated for eight lifetimes. Their destined fate could only be endured but could not be avoided.
It should be noted that Jianyang Zhenjun has only just stepped onto the threshold of Sword Qi Leiyin. He has traveled a certain distance and is still far from reaching the peak.
In this way, he can be called the strongest person in Beiyuan.
"Xufang,"
"I have an account here, can you help me calculate it?"
Jiang Ding collected the bodies of the six demon kings and came to Zhenjun Xu Fang. He smiled slightly and had a kind and gentle attitude, just like the sunny boy next door.
"Fellow Taoist, of course you can."
True Lord Xu Fang had already secretly sent out a talisman calling for help. At this time, he forced a smile on his face and held up the storage bag with both hands, saying: "Fellow Taoist saved me. What a kindness. It's just a small gift and it's not disrespectful."
"If fellow Taoist is willing to wait a little longer, there are several times as many magic weapons, spiritual stones, heavenly materials, and earthly treasures in my cave, and they can be delivered together. Thank you, fellow Taoist, for your great kindness."
His posture was very humble.
This person can kill himself and his Nascent Soul with one sword, without needing anything extra.
"Not much, just two things."
Jiang Ding didn't even look at the storage bag presented to him, and said calmly: "Two hundred and seven years ago, outside the secret realm of the Luoxu Sect, you, the True Lord Tianhua and the True Lord Shenya of the Liudao Sect were surrounded and killed. It made me feel a life-and-death crisis and caused extremely serious harm to my path."
"One hundred and seventy-five years ago, your sect, Lord Burning Bones, attacked me for no reason because of the Lieyang Spiritual Bronze Trap, which frightened me."
"How to compensate for these?"
"You killed both Burning Bones and Yinjiu?"
True Lord Xu Fang was stunned.
Jiang Ding looked at him calmly.
"Good kill!"
"This thief destroyed the foundation of our sword sect and used the seeds of sword intention to refine the sword. He deserves death!"
True Lord Xu Fang said with indignation.
"If we want to make compensation, fellow Taoist, how about all my wealth be used for compensation?"
True Lord Xu Fang smiled apologetically.
no answer.
The air was quiet.
"Forget it, I'll just go get it myself."
Jiang Ding sighed.
He stretched out his hand and gently placed it on Zhenjun Xu Fang's forehead. The power of divine consciousness and sword intent poured into it, suddenly breaking into the sea of consciousness, searching for everything he needed.
"You want to search for souls?!"
"You dare! Don't even think about it!"
True Lord Xu Fang's eyes were blood red, and he lost all respect and humility in an instant. He immediately detonated his Nascent Soul and roared: "Bastard, you are fighting my sect to the death, the Great Sun Sword Sect will avenge me!"
No matter how strong he is, he can't stop the monk from self-destructing!
"You bastard, remember!"
"I have sent a message to the sect, you will not die well..."
Lord Xu Fang’s voice stopped abruptly.
In his Dantian and in his soul, the skill automatically operated, preventing him from self-destructing and not allowing it.
Because this is the gaze from the Emperor.
Must accept!
Even death is not allowed!
"What kind of magic is this?"
True Lord Xu Fang was extremely frightened.
He saw that his soul was like a page in a book, being read bit by bit. Not only did the soul not stop him, but he also actively cooperated to collect the key points and display them in front of the visitor more quickly.
The sect's martial arts, swordsmanship, secret techniques, and inheritance should have strict restrictions and are so foolproof that he couldn't even leak them if he wanted to.
At this time, these restrictions seemed to not exist at all.
No, it doesn't exist.
They are operating, becoming accomplices, helping the visitor achieve what he wants.
"What kind of magic can do this?"
"Not even the will of the sword can stop it."
True Lord Xu Fang shuddered.
At this time, the reason that has been cultivated for thousands of years asked Xu Fang such a question.
Immediately afterwards, many things emerged one after another.
Looks extremely young.
The holy realm of swordsmanship where swords are refined into silk.
He can easily search his own soul and actively cooperate with his skills.
Zhenjun Xu Fang's body trembled.
With this association, many things immediately became unstoppable.
Tushan Maid Group.
One hundred and eight thousand Tao soldiers, all of them are sword cultivators.
Hundreds of years ago, he was almost injured by himself and the Six Paths Sect Tianhua True Lord and the Divine Crow True Lord. Hundreds of years later, facing him, he was extremely lucky to survive.
At that time, that person who entered the secret realm of Luoxu Sect may not be the clone of the old monster Yuanying.
"You, you, you..."
"Sword, sword sword sword sword... son?"
True Lord Xu Fang's lips turned white, and he trembled as he asked tentatively.
Many places are really similar.
But there are differences.
Coward.
Very cowardly.
Since Lord Tushan appeared in Beiyuan, no one has been able to see him. The people he saw, Lord Shenya and others, all died.
Judging from the intelligence from all parties, they are not bloodthirsty, and there is indiscriminate chaos. It can be said that there is a certain amount of killing.
This one is completely different from the previous ones, they are two extremes.
The person in front of him ignored him and continued to browse the things in the soul, ignoring the skills and information. He was mainly collecting information about the Great Sun Sword Sect, especially formations, inheritance and the like.
Very efficient and will be found soon.
"Sword, sword..."
True Lord Xu Fang did not dare to scold him anymore, and said cautiously: "Are you looking for the previous generation of Da Ri Jianzi to beat him to death? There really is no one in this sect, otherwise we would not have been hiding in Beiyuan for so many years."
"He disappeared many years ago."
I dare not say everything.
At least most of it may have been determined.
At this thought, his heart immediately became hot and frightened.
Fiery means that once the Great Sun Sword is born, he will soon be invincible in the world.
The fear is the same as the strength of the Great Sun Sword, and his ability to cause trouble is equally terrifying. Maybe one day a high-level monk will fall from the sky and wipe out the entire Great Sun Sword Sect in an instant.
"found it……"
At this time, Jiang Ding's expression paused.
The Great Sun Sword Sect has the protection of a god-level sword formation, which was arranged by the previous generation of Great Sun Swordsman before he disappeared. This is how the Great Sun Sword Sect has a certain degree of confidence in resisting the attack of the demons in the West Desert Ten Thousand Demons Valley. reason.
The leader of the Great Sun Sword Sect, True Lord Jianyang, many years ago, was once a Taoist soldier of the previous generation Great Sun Sword Master, but he conveniently sealed it away and used it to control the sect, and he has lived to this day.
A question appeared in Jiang Ding's mind.
Can the formation of Da Ri Jianzi of the previous generation be able to identify the aura of the sect's mortal enemy, the Dongji Demon Sect's "Ten Thousand Transformations Magnetic Yuan Jing"?