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Chapter 492 The sword can break through space

Jiang Ding's spiritual consciousness unfolded, blocking humans, animals and spiritual consciousness fluctuations within a radius of fifty kilometers.

A direct descendant of the Animal Path of the Six Paths Sect.

One of the six pillars of the Six Paths Sect, he is very curious about the animal paths and hopes to understand them. This is the reason why this person can live until now.

The black feather magic weapon had a dense black aura, and the sword energy opened and closed like a peacock's tail. It came in a roar and struck the head of the young man in green.

Ding!

The top-grade magic weapon Black Feather was blocked by a layer of self-generated sword energy. Black Feather shuddered and received a terrifying counterattack. The aura collapsed and flew backwards.

"How can it be?!"

Heishan said in shock.

They are both in the Golden Core realm, even in the early stage of the Golden Core!

Why would my own magic weapon collapse at the first touch, and so lightly, like a mayfly shaking a tree, and almost being seriously injured just by touching it.

This is not common sense!

"Fellow Taoist, I will give you three breaths. You will die after three breaths."

Jiang Ding smiled slightly.

The overwhelming sword intent of destruction shrouded down, blocking all directions, locking the soul, with some killing intent, and clearly informed the other party of what was about to happen.

"Pretend to be a ghost!"

"It's just a golden elixir monk. I've seen this trick many times!"

But Heishan quickly calmed down and sneered.

He simply didn't believe that the other party would show such strength.

In his hundreds of years of career, similar enemies have appeared, such as non-venomous snakes disguised as colorful and highly venomous snakes. Their strength is obviously equal or even worse. It is already extremely difficult to resist one or two, and even internal injuries have occurred.

However, the more this happens, the more important it is to be calm and calm, to directly overwhelm the enemy with his momentum and force him to flee, thereby gaining an opportunity.

"one."

Jiang Ding didn't even raise his eyelids.

"If you want to pretend to be a ghost, I'll let you pretend as much as you can!"

Black Mountain's eyes flashed with anger.

Boo!

He threw his head back and screamed.

Crow feathers sprouted suddenly from the face and spread all over the body. The two arms became a blur and turned into a pair of sharp claws like black gold.

As for the high-grade black feather magic weapon, it rolled back and landed on his face. It was slightly hazy and turned into a sharp black beak, with a cold and corrosive aura wrapped around it.

In the blink of an eye, he turned into a jet-black crow demon that was more than ten feet in size. The violent demonic aura filled the air in all directions. The black feathers and sharp beak were flashing. At the same time, he had the power of human monks' magic weapons.

"This is how animals fight."

Jiang Dingruo realized something.

"kill!"

Montenegro growled.

clank!

With a thunderbolt, black feathers came out of the body, hundreds and thousands of them, each breath was the breath of the best magic weapon, and nine of them even looked like magic weapons.

It looks like the natural feathers of a bird demon, and it also looks like a weapon refined by humans. There are faint array patterns between the black feathers, and a powerful third-level killing array is contained within.

They look like monsters, but in fact, the bird demons in the late stage of the Great Demon will be seriously injured if they come face to face with them. It is not difficult to kill them.

ding ding ding...

Black feathers fell overwhelmingly on the young man in green, forming a group several feet away from his body. Sword energy and murderous intent overflowed, and he killed, hitting a layer of azure sword energy that kept appearing.

There was a tinkling sound, sparks flying everywhere, black feathers breaking and falling amidst the clicking sound, and bird feathers and threads flying around.

Even the nine-mouth magic weapon-level flying knife met the same fate. Dozens of sword energy pounced on it, obliterating the formation pattern and destroying the brand of divine consciousness. The aura was dimmed like a dead thing and fell from the sky.

"puff!"

"impossible!"

Many magical weapons were easily broken again. Black Mountain's soul was in turmoil, and he vomited blood. His expression became frightened, and a terrible thought emerged in his mind.

"Fellow Taoist!" "No, senior, spare your life, our ancestor is the Six Dao Sect's animal Taoist god Crow Zhenjun..."

"The True Lord Divine Crow..."

Jiang Ding muttered to himself, reciting this name.

He touched the blue magnetic lines between his eyebrows with his fingers, and slowly drew out a blue flying sword from it.

The moment this flying sword appeared,

The surrounding void suddenly felt horribly stagnant.

The sound of the wind, the clouds, the leaves on the ground, and the river were all frozen, and even the space felt faintly frozen. The teleportation talisman was even flickering and showing an unstable trend.

"Zhenjun Nascent Soul!"

Heishan screamed without any doubts. He was shivering all over, and despair enveloped his heart.

"True Lord, I have eyes that don't recognize Mount Tai. My father, True Lord Shenya, is generous and kind, has a wide network of friends, and is well-known in Beiyuan. Please..."

He was talking incoherently and garbledly.

call out!

The azure flying sword traced a straight line, which seemed to be fast and slow at the same time. Even the consciousness could see it clearly, and every detail was clearly visible, creating an extremely contradictory feeling of intertwined speed and slowness.

At the end of life and death, Montenegro still showed its true character of fighting and fighting for hundreds of years.

"kill!"

There was a tragic look on his face, and he roared, instantly burning the essence and blood all over his body, and a soul-burning black flame rose up all over his body, pouring into the sharp beak on his face, causing his aura to suddenly flourish.

Then, the cheek was torn apart, bringing up a piece of flesh and blood, and a black flame shot forward.

Soul-Burning Black Flame!

This is the innate magical power of the Black Gold Crow inherited from the Black Sect of the Liudao Sect. It can burn souls and souls, burn blood and melt bones. It is extremely vicious. Once it is used, it will be easy to kill opponents across levels. It is famous among all the families in Beiyuan.

call out!

Taiqing's flying sword slashed past.

The crow's beak, which had a lot of skin and flesh left on its tail, was beaten.

After a moment, it separated silently to both sides, and the same was true for the soul-burning black flames on the crow's beak. If it had substance, it was evenly separated, extinguished one by one, and fell to the ground.

"go!"

Heishan himself, without even looking at his own magic weapon, used the Burning Essence and Blood Strike to block it with the Life Strike, then took out a shining silver jade talisman, crushed it, and disappeared.

"Teleportation talisman, space?"

"This can isolate 99% of the golden elixir cultivators, so they can escape without any worries."

Jiang Ding nodded.

No matter how strong you are, as long as you can't break the space, you are useless in front of a golden elixir monk with such a profound background. You can only let the other party escape.

This is also the reason why few people dare to provoke the relatives of Yuanying monks. Even if you can beat the opponent, you can't kill them, let alone escape.

Click!

The Taiqing Flying Sword glowed brightly, and under the sword's edge, black cracks appeared in the space. The flying sword penetrated into it, disappeared, and the space closed.

After a moment,

There was another sound of space tearing apart, and dark lines like silky spider webs emerged.

A blue flying sword flew out from the space several kilometers away, first the tip of the sword, then the sword body, and finally a middle-aged monk whose black robe was shattered and whose face was pale was revealed.

The chest, which was bright at the front and bright at the back, had been pierced, and was forcibly pulled out by the sword energy like threads.

"Why?!"

"How could a True Lord Nascent Soul appear in such a remote place! The Hei Family would do it for me..."

The black-robed monk smiled desperately.

The azure sword energy erupted from his body, turning his body into pieces of ashes. Every trace of life disappeared. Only a weak soul and an almost broken golden elixir were left in place.

The Taiqing Flying Sword rolled up two objects and returned quickly.

(End of this chapter)