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Chapter 513 The former Great Sun Jianzi

The spiritual light of the Yin Mist Spirit Pearl is dim, and it is necessary to replenish the spirit stone and wait for several months before using it again.

Jiang Ding didn't care. He took out a separate storage jade pendant, filled it with spiritual stones, and then threw the Yin Mist Spirit Orb into it so that it could automatically absorb the spiritual energy and recover.

After he was promoted to Jindan, the role of the Mist Spirit Pearl was no longer too great.

"I still have this."

Jiang Ding's eyes showed a solemn look and he took out another object.

A ball the size of a fist, covered in red.

As soon as it appeared, a destructive, hot and terrifying aura spread in all directions, and the spiritual energy of the surrounding world was disordered, restless, and chaotic.

Many students who were practicing military formations trembled in their hearts and their hairs stood up, as if they had encountered a natural enemy.

Even the Soul-Slaying Lord, who was directing the military formation, felt a chill in his heart.

After a moment, he reacted and fired a series of seals to form layers of shields around Jiang Ding, blocking out the murderous and hot atmosphere, otherwise no one else could do anything.

The previous generation of Da Ri Jianzi, his realm was at the peak of Yuanying. At the end of Da Ri Sword Pavilion, he was on the battlefield of transforming gods, and finally died under the siege of the Eight Immortal Sects and the Immortal Sect's cultivators of transforming gods.

The Sun-Destroying Lord was seriously injured in this battle and was on the verge of death. He fell into a secret realm of slumber and slept for more than three thousand years before waking up.

Jiang Ding carefully detected a ray of consciousness.

"There are only two levels, the Golden Core Realm and the Nascent Soul Realm."

"That level of Nascent Soul Realm is sealed, and it must be broken first before it can be understood."

Jiang Ding understood.

The True Monarch of Destruction of the Sun looked at the fooling around, but he actually considered it very carefully. A ray of sword intent from the Nascent Soul Realm of the Great Sun Swordman could really kill the Nascent Soul cultivator casually.

As expected of a member of the Legion, he has taken care of all aspects.

Divine consciousness poured into it.

A flower in front of you.

Hazy.

Jiang Ding opened his eyes.

Light!

Endless sunshine!

It is in the sky and on the earth, there is no land, no sky, everything you can see is the rays of the sun, the heat, the will to kill, and the will to destroy are everywhere.

The monks below the Golden Core will die the moment they appear here, their souls will be completely wiped out, and reincarnation will be impossible.

Even Jindan cultivators will disappear without a trace within a few breaths.

These are just ordinary things to Jiang Ding.

I just feel that the sun's rays are slightly dazzling, so I need to squint some eyes.

A blue mark flashed between Jiang Ding's brows.

The will to break the law and destroy the spirit also spreads out in all directions, swallowing and destroying the alien wills around it, opening up a peaceful space.

The sunlight is no longer so dazzling and has returned to its original soft appearance.

Layers of sunlight dissipated.

Not far away, a young man in gray robe looked at this side quietly.

He had an ordinary face, and the red-gold sun mark between his eyebrows glowed with a little aura. He wore a gray long sword on his waist, and his aura was ordinary, like a young man who could be seen everywhere on the road.

"My name is Chongguang, what's your name?"

The young man in gray robe seemed to have no hostility and asked curiously.

Heavy light.

Heavy photon!

Except for the unknown seeds, this is the name of the last swordsman of Da Ri Sword Pavilion.

"My name is Jiang Ding."

Jiang Ding answered politely.

"Jiang Dingzi..."

The young man in gray robe muttered to himself: "This name is very strange. Does it mean the mainstay in the river?"

"It's weird."

"However, it is an incredible thing for Da Ri Jianzi to appear in Dongji Demon Sect."

"Should be cleared." Boom!

The flying sword shone like the scorching sun, and it was obviously moving brightly, but the sword light was twisted like a red silk thread from time to time. It was highly condensed, and the space was torn apart silently, forming small and deep black lines, unlike other Nascent Soul monks. The space is broken irregularly.

A blue flying sword appeared in front of the Great Sun Flying Sword. It was divided into nine parts. A large array of formations filled it. Sword energy appeared and died. In just an instant, a sword array tens of kilometers in size was formed to greet them.

Ding!

The moment the two flying swords touched, pure gold mesh lines appeared on the blue body of the Taiqing Flying Sword. It was cut out of the body and could no longer be hidden.

There was a stalemate for a moment.

boom!

Eight of the nine blue-gold flying swords were shattered in an instant, the sword domain disappeared without a trace, and the Taiqing Flying Sword was thrown back dimly with aura.

The red-gold Sun Flying Sword paused, and nine shallow scratches appeared on the sword body, which disappeared after a moment.

"Heavy photon..."

"The third level of swordsmanship, refining swords into silk, and has been exposed to the fourth level of swordsmanship, the realm of immortality."

Jiang Ding's face turned pale.

Not an opponent!

He could clearly feel that even in the early stage of the Golden Core, his sword intention and soul were stronger than those in the early stage of the Heavy Photon Golden Core. The same was true for the flying sword, which was much stronger than the red gold flying sword.

But, can't beat it.

The weak defeated the strong, and the weak defeated the strong in a crushing manner.

"Are you at the first level of swordsmanship?"

Chong Guangzi was stunned.

"Ugh!"

"The sword is covered in dust."

He was a little disinterested.

call out!

The red gold flying sword comes again, the sword light is slightly hazy, divided into nine, all of which are highly condensed, twisted into threads, and have the speed of the thunder sound of the sword energy, and the thought is coming.

The Taiqing Feijian came forward again, and it also divided into nine.

ding ding ding...

Sparks flew everywhere, and the Destruction Sword Intent and the Great Sun Sword Intent annihilated each other, fighting into a ball in the sky. The space was constantly broken and healed, and then broken again under the light of the sword, in an endless cycle.

Seems evenly matched.

But if you look carefully, in the duel of nine flying swords, each Taiqing flying sword is like being struck by lightning. It is obvious that you are stronger than the opponent, but under the influence of the thunder sound of sword energy and the silk of sword practice, Vulnerable.

The conversion and connection of sword moves are even more incomparable.

After dozens of moves, the aura of Taiqing Flying Sword gradually dimmed.

"That's it."

Chongguangzi is quite boring and casual.

"This move, called Red Flame Slash, is my entry-level swordsmanship in the Great Sun Sword Pavilion."

hum!

The red gold flying sword buzzed, and the nine flying swords merged into one. The rays of sunlight from dozens of kilometers away gathered on the sword body. It was so bright that it could not be looked directly at. It turned into twisted red sword threads, which came in an instant amidst the thunder and slashed at the nine mouths. Enter the Taiqing Flying Sword.

boom!

The blue-gold flying sword kept snapping and breaking, leaving only the last bite. The aura was extremely dim, and it flew backwards with a whimper.

"Such swordsmanship..."

Jiang Ding didn't try to escape and sighed.

His eyebrows froze,

Everything was pitch black.

outside world.

Jiang Ding fell to the ground without saying a word. Before the Soul-Slaying True Lord could take action, the Taiqing Flying Sword between his eyebrows unsheathed itself, and like a peacock spreading its wings, it unfolded the blue-gold sword energy that destroyed magic and destroyed spirits, dragging him down. body of.

for a long time.

Jiang Ding opened his eyes and felt a turbulence in his magic power, his soul ached, and his whole body was weak.

"Heavy photon..."

"It's disgusting."

Jiang Ding said angrily: "When the super battleship is completed, I can suppress you with the flip of my palm. The swords of the Immortal Sect are also very strong, so don't look down on others."

Now, he is not at his strongest, and he is very unconvinced.

(End of this chapter)