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Chapter 1065: Only the descendants of Emperor Jiao Ming can rival him

Jiang Ding stared at the Blood Sword Puppet in front of him.

He still has the appearance of the Blood River King and retains all of the Blood River King's memories.

In his mind, he is the Blood River King, a king-level escaped slave of the human race, who is currently on the run and recuperating. In the process, he encounters a fortuitous encounter and obtains the sword-wielding heritage, thus greatly improving his strength.

No human was involved in this process, and the ancient secret realm where the sword-wielding tradition was passed down did exist.

If anyone has any doubts and investigates, they can also discover the remnants of this ancient secret realm.

"A self-examination..."

Jiang Ding's consciousness swept over.

Inside the Blood River King's body, his flesh and blood were filled with a rich golden sword aura. Strands of blood-gold networks spread throughout his bones and flesh, adding a certain inexplicable aura to his body.

The place where the blood-gold aura is most intense is in the spine of the Blood River King.

His bones had turned into a sword at some point, a bloody bone sword with golden threads wrapped around it!
"Self-test completed."

Jiang Ding whispered, and his figure gradually disappeared.

……

I do not know how long it has been.

The Blood River King gradually woke up.

His eyes were a little stiff and confused at first, but they immediately recovered the next moment and showed ecstasy.

"The Void Sky Blood Bone Sword Scripture has finally been perfected!"

The Blood River King laughed loudly: "Although I am a slave, I am born with great luck and have many adventures. Moshan, you bastard, I will kill you and exterminate the Moyan Clan!"

"But the Mountain is only a first-class servant."

"If I want to become a great emperor, I still need to find a way to conquer the Horned Demon Emperor Clan. This time in the Star Domain Emperor's Son War, there may be a chance..."

The Blood River King's eyes flickered, and his thoughts drifted somewhere.

For some reason, he had completely forgotten about the vine flowers of the Skeleton Blood Vine Demon Emperor's son, and instinctively wanted to participate in the Emperor's son war and began to plan this matter.

……

"His strength is quite good, having reached the peak of the Spiritualization Realm."

"I won't be defeated in a head-on battle against a peak Divine Transformation cultivator from the Horned Demon Emperor Clan. It will be worth the effort I put into expending so many natural resources and treasures."

Jiang Ding hid in the void and evaluated carefully.

The reason why he was able to achieve this in just ten years was naturally because King Xuehe had a good foundation and had reached that realm. With the help of external forces, it was not difficult for him to recover his strength to the peak of the Spirit Transformation Realm.

What's more, he embodies part of Jiang Ding's sword realm, which is equivalent to a human-shaped sword talisman made by Jiang Ding, and can be seen as a partial extension of Jiang Ding's power.

This kind of power is already usable.

After all, although the Emperor's son Cangkong and the Emperor's son Yanliu are the emperor's sons, they are only in the Nascent Soul stage, which is their general rank, and their power does not exceed that of the God Transformation stage.

Realm is always the cornerstone force that overwhelms many talents.

At this time, the origin of the Blood River King's soul has been sealed into the depths of his sea of ​​consciousness. Now, he is actually a clone of Jiang Ding who possesses the Blood River King's memories, which is equivalent to an extension of his arm.

Subconsciously, the Blood River King would move closer to the direction that Jiang Ding expected little by little.

Jiang Ding confirmed that King Xuehe was not wrong, and continued to implement the lurking plan, hiding in the soul of any slave tribe, and continued to pay attention to the development of the war between the emperor's sons.

For now, the war with the Emperor's son is progressing smoothly and is still under control.

The armies of Emperor Yanliu and Emperor Cangkong were at each other's throats. People from both sides were falling and dying every moment, especially Emperor Cangkong.

What the Emperor Cangkong relies on are the dozens of kings of his own clan among his three thousand royal guards.

The imperial guards given to him by the ancient Emperor Cang Yan were loyal and devoted. With 3,000 guards and hundreds of thousands of troops temporarily recruited from the Demon Vine Realm, they withstood the siege of the millions of regular troops of the Emperor Yanliu for several years without being defeated. It was truly terrifying.

You know, those hundreds of thousands of temporarily recruited troops from the Demon Vine Small World were just there to make up the numbers and they don't have much combat effectiveness.

This is equivalent to three thousand guards fighting against millions of troops without being defeated.

This is the Imperial Guard of the Ancient Emperor’s family.

Even so, under the siege of Emperor Yanliu's army of millions, these three thousand guards began to lose casualties, including a king.

These are all cultivators from the Horned Demon Emperor clan.

The plan of the ten great Daoists to eliminate the cultivators of the Horned Demon Emperor's clan is being implemented bit by bit.

"Three thousand guards and dozens of gods, I'm a little envious..." Jiang Ding drooled.

This son of the Emperor Cangkong is only of average strength, but his show is even more grand than his, which is really unpleasant.

"Sword."

"You are better than him."

Yue Ling interrupted at this time.

She can move around in the Jiaoming Realm because she needs to be on guard against possible sneak attacks from the Lianxu.

Da Ri Tian Chi would not care that Jian Zi was killed by Yuanying and Huashen, but the protection for the existence of Lianxu level is very strict, which can be proved by the history of the immortal sect for hundreds of thousands of years.

Throughout history, there have been many cases where powerful immortals have personally attempted to launch a surprise attack on the Sun Sword Master. Face is a thing that never exists, but none of them have succeeded.

"Oh, what's the meaning of this?"

Jiang Ding asked.

"Because you have me."

Yue Ling said confidently: "He is just a son of an ancient emperor. You can totally look down on him."

"If it was the peak period of Jian Ge, you would have Dayi Tianchi, Jian Ge's inheritance envoy Hei and two great refining virtual officials."

"Below the two Void Refining Level subordinates, you will also have your own army, your own Taoist soldiers, your own sect disciples, and the geniuses and heroes from all the heavens and myriad worlds will gather around you, gather under your command, obey your orders, and be completely loyal to you alone."

"This is the dual system of Jiange."

"Compared to you, the ancient emperor is like a firefly compared to the bright moon."

She said proudly:

"Even if the great masters of the Immortal Sect see you, they will often treat you as an equal, because they can't do anything to you. This is why the old man Xuanwu was so polite to you before, influenced by past history."

Yue spared no effort in describing the glory of the Great Sun Sword Master, and tried his best to cultivate the sense of belonging of the sect's sword masters, and was extremely skilled.

In the past, Xiyuan was also a Great Sun Swordsman and grew up under her care.

"You are not my subordinate, and neither is Hei."

Jiang Ding curled his lips.

"Exactly."

"As long as you remain the Great Sun Sword Master, you will always be."

Yue said helplessly.

This generation of Great Sun Sword Master does not recognize the sacredness of sword fighting at all, and is very resentful about it.

Jiang Ding no longer paid any attention to it. He closed his eyes, rested, and lay low, quietly waiting for time to pass and for the situation to change.

This is inevitable.

The Emperor's Son Cangkong and the Emperor's Son Yanliu will not remain in a stalemate forever. When one side can no longer hold on, collapse is inevitable. It is just a matter of time.

Several years later, Jiang Ding opened his eyes.

The change really happened.

A wisp of Jiang Ding's spiritual consciousness poured into the spiritual and spiritual world. When the nine slightly haggard and blurry figures saw him, their eyes lit up slightly.

"Emperor Yanliu has been defeated."

Shadow Demon Daozi said briefly: "Millions of our slave tribe's army have been besieging for more than ten years. The soldiers are exhausted and many monks have been killed. The casualties of the slave tribe are even more shocking. Two kings have died and more than ten are seriously injured."

"We tried our best and killed five kings of the Horned Demon Emperor Clan among the Cangkong Emperor's guards. We weakened the strength of the Cangkong Emperor to the maximum extent, allowing him to hold on until today. For this, we lost more than half of our king-level strength."

"But in the end, Emperor Yanliu was defeated. The dozens of Horned Demon Emperor Clan Royal Guards of Emperor Cangkong were too shameless."

"At present, the Flame Flow Emperor is on the run, and the Blue Sky Emperor is chasing him. Countless Horned Demon Emperor Clan monks have surrendered to him, including many kings of the Flame Stone Clan. They have become desperate and are no longer hostile."

“The balanced plan we were executing has failed.”

"Do you have any solution?"

The nine Daozi looked with anticipation at the sword master of this realm, the Great Sun Sword Master, whose status was almost half a level stronger than theirs.

In this Jiaoming Realm, perhaps only the legendary Jiaoming Emperor can be resurrected, and the descendants of Jiaoming Emperor can be compared with him.

(End of this chapter)