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Chapter 1165 What happened to the monks in the lower world?
Keng!
The Taiqing flying sword turned back and fell into the scabbard around the waist of the young man in green.

"What a great military formation..."

Jiang Ding stepped out of the boundary wall of the Small Thousand Worlds, put his hand on the hilt of his sword, and looked at the millions of heavenly soldiers and generals of the Thunder Department with a grim look: "Okay, that's good, fellow Daoist, your strength is really too weak, as weak as an ant, making people drowsy and it's hard to find any fun."

"This military formation is good, very good."

Endless sword pressure spread out from his body in all directions. The sword meaning of lava, soil, rocks, mountains and rivers represented the earth. The sword meaning of spring, summer, autumn and winter, wind, rain and lightning represented the flow. The sword meaning of space, crystal walls, lightning and sky represented the void.

In the center of the sky, a bright sun hangs high in the sky, spreading endless light in all directions. It is so brilliant and majestic, spreading the will to break the law, ban the law, distort, and destroy, which is suffocating.

This world of kendo is so lifelike, with mountains, land, rivers, clouds, sky, flowers, grass, trees, rushing rivers, endless yellow sand, huge waves in the ocean... everything is clearly visible, without any unreal thing.

This extreme reality contains a terrifying power that is incomprehensible.

"Fourth realm! Immortal swordsman!"

The Godly Lord of Thunder among the heavenly soldiers and generals, and the Red Ghost Lord of the Demon Blood Lake trembled in fear and blurted out what they had said, with expressions of fear on their faces.

As expected of cultivators from the upper realm, they all know what is good.

The four realms of swordsmanship, the immortal swordsman!
This kind of cultivator is the monarch among cultivators of the same level. A cultivator at the peak of the Spiritual Transformation stage can contend against a cultivator at the Quasi-Void Refining stage who possesses the power of order, and use his immortality to fight against the power of order!

Coupled with the sword cultivators' consistent madness, murderousness, and bloodthirstiness, the Four Realms Immortal Sword Cultivators are also very famous in the upper realms. They are rarely seen in thousands of years. Every time they appear, they will bring blood and rain to an area, and they specifically target the strong, which is very terrifying.

People like this will either end up being killed by higher-level cultivators or promoted to the realm of refining emptiness, without exception.

The arrogance and anger on Shenxiao Tianjun's face had to be restrained a little.

Faxiu had always been realistic and rational, and after realizing that his enemy was not weak, he immediately adjusted his response plan with a smile on his face.

"Fellow Daoist, I wonder what sect or school you come from?"

Lord Shenxiao bowed and asked.

Judging from his own experience, such a strong man should not be born in a remote small world. The conditions in all aspects are insufficient. Subconsciously, he believes that he is also from the upper realm and was beaten to it by some sect.

"I'm from Tushan Courtyard."

"Fellow,"

Jiang Ding showed a friendly smile and did not refuse to communicate with the cultivators from the upper realm: "I wonder where the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder Sect came from? And where did this fellow Taoist here come from?"

He looked at a monk in the Demon Blood Lake who had huge black horns on his head. His skin was blue and black and rotten, and he looked like a zombie.

This man looks like a demon, but he is actually a human.

It is not surprising that many demonic sects often practice techniques that are more demonic than demons and more spooky than ghosts.

The horned zombie did not answer anything, but just looked coldly at the blue-clothed young man in the sword world. His spiritual sense expanded, constantly scanning and probing, trying to analyze something useful.

"This is Brother Xuejiang."

The ox-horned zombie didn't say anything, but the Divine Sky Lord was happy to do it for him, and said with a smile: "Daoyou Xuejiang was born in the Blood Lake Corpse Mountain, which is adjacent to the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder Sect. It has always been a bad neighbor and has killed countless people. He likes to refine corpses with people and cultivators, peel off the skin, remove the bones, extract blood and eat the meat. It can be said that he has done many evil things."

"If you want to enforce justice on behalf of heaven and collect some merits, then you, Blood Zombie, will definitely not be wronged."

But he still didn't say where his sect came from.

In his heart, he had already begun to regret saying the name of his sect directly right at the start. This had suddenly brought him from the dark to the light, which was very disadvantageous.

The truth is that the sect has controlled this lower world for hundreds of thousands of years. Except for the tens of thousands of years when it lost contact, it has always been like the sect's back garden, making it difficult for people to be vigilant. Instead, it is more important to compete for the initiative with the Blood Lake and the Mountain of Corpses. The natives are just some plants that need to be cleared away.

However, it doesn't matter. Since the Jiuxiao Shenlei Zhenzong has emerged from darkness to light, the Blood Lake and the Mountain of Corpses must also be included.

The ox-horned zombie looked at Lord Shenxiao with a cold gaze.

"Nine Heavens Divine Thunder Sect... Blood Lake and Mountain of Corpses..."

Jiang Ding pondered over these two names. Now that he had come into close contact and had fought with them, many things could be explained clearly.

This small world, before the great changes in the past, was jointly ruled by these two sects in the upper realm, or ruled in rotation. The Blood River Sect and the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder Sect were the subordinate houses of these two sects in the upper realm. Their servants, blood food... or acceptance of genius monks from the lower realm as disciples, etc., were all possible and were related to the policies of their respective sects.

"Tushan Courtyard..."

While Jiang Ding was thinking, Shenxiao Tianjun and Xuejiang Tianjun were also thinking about this name, but they found nothing and had never heard of it before.

This is not surprising.

The upper realm is extremely vast. If it weren’t for the legendary immortal sect that stood at the pinnacle of the sea of ​​stars, no one could know the names of all the sects.

The two Heavenly Kings from the upper realm felt a movement in their hearts at the same time, and their spiritual consciousness spread far away and landed on the three indigenous Heavenly Kings.

……

"I've met three fellow Taoists."

The shadow of Shenxiao Tianjun appeared in front of Shuoyang Tianjun and the other two, with an apologetic smile on his face: "I was in a hurry because of an important matter. I hope the three Taoist friends will bear with me if I am impolite."

He appeared polite.

There was none of the indifference that he had shown before, which treated the creatures of the lower world as insignificant.

This is the value of united front work that comes from fighting and killing.

Even if the people fighting were not these three, these three Jindan cultivators might very well be the enemies of that realm master, otherwise they would not be driven out of the Small Thousand Worlds, let alone introduce external enemies to their hometown.

Even the enemy of that realm master instantly possessed huge value.

"Don't dare."

"We are extremely grateful to the Supreme Lord for his favor..."

Shuoyang Tianjun and the other two expressed their gratitude with tears, and their attitude was so humble that it could not be any lower.

A blood cloud fell from the sky, which was the shadow of the monk with ox-horned blood zombie. He didn't waste any words and slapped it.

boom!
A rotten giant palm fell from the sky, more than dozens of miles wide, like the giant palm of the Demon Lord, containing heavy pressure and terrifying power. The space was about to solidify. There were also countless dark and resentful curses mixed in the palm, which could kill a divine cultivator if they leaked a little.

Ming Guangzi and Xi Ping'an turned a blind eye.

"Sir, I am sorry."

Lord Shuoyang was helpless.

He took a step forward, raised his hand and pointed, and a ray of golden light bloomed between his fingers.

It was clearly just a ray of golden light, but it seemed to contain countless threads of cause and effect, converging at one point. It was extremely fierce and sharp, sharper than the swords of more than 90% of the sword cultivators in the world.

These are the Dharma cultivators. Their number is tens or hundreds of times greater than that of the sword cultivators, and they never lack terrifying means.

laugh!
The pupils of Blood Zombie Lord and Divine Sky Lord shrank at the same time, and they were filled with inexplicable horror.

This ray of golden light easily pierced through the Blood Zombie Lord's giant rotten palm that was dozens of miles wide.

It was clearly just a ray of golden light, but it instantly killed and wiped out all the cold curses. Its power was so terrifying that it was unbelievable.

This person clearly looks like a loser.

He was mediocre and extremely destitute, just an ordinary cultivator with a low status.

This is what shocked Godly Lord Shenxiao and Godly Lord Xuejiang.

What on earth happened in this sect's small world, its back garden, during these tens of thousands of years, that would allow any random Heavenly Lord to possess such terrifying power?

(End of this chapter)