A swarm of heavy artillery bombarded the cultivators.

Chapter 1166: The Influence of Immortal Arts on the Small World
Shuoyang Tianjun killed with one move, and the attack of Xuejiang Tianjun, who came from the Blood Lake and Corpse Mountain of Zhenzong in the upper world, was easily broken. Both the curse and the rotten palm containing enormous power were instantly penetrated by the golden thread and swallowed up completely.

Godly Lord Shenxiao and Godly Lord Xuejiang were silent.

Both of them felt a little dry in the mouth.

It was in vain that the two of them claimed to be true cultivators from the upper realms and the top gods in the sect. However, when they came to this small world, it seemed as if everything was messed up. Any god-transformation cultivator they met was far more powerful than them individually. If they met them alone in the outside world, they would definitely die within a short time.

"...Fellow Daoist, I haven't asked for your name yet?"

Lord Shenxiao said with a hoarse voice.

It is still the title of fellow Taoist, but this time it no longer implies a superior attitude and a humble attitude. It is much more sincere and comes from the heart.

"Your Majesty, my name is 'Shuoyang', not worth mentioning."

Shuoyang Tianjun said humbly.

"Fellow Daoist Shuoyang,"

"But that Shuoyang...Tianjun?"

Lord Shenxiao was surprised and suspicious.

"Shuoyang Tianjun is a useless person."

These were the exact words of the young man in blue. At that time, he thought this was an insignificant person and did not take it seriously.

But now it seems that the strength of a cultivator who can face a fourth-level immortal sword cultivator and still survive should not be underestimated.

Perhaps, these three people all failed in the war for the realm master with the fourth-level sword cultivator.

Although it failed,

However, being able to compete with a fourth-level sword cultivator instead of surrendering immediately and even escaping, this has already surpassed 99% of the incarnation cultivators in the world.

"I am nothing but a stray dog."

Shuoyang Tianjun smiled bitterly, without any complacent thoughts.

He was once invincible in a world, and he became invincible as soon as he was promoted to the God Transformation Stage. He either expelled or killed all the God Transformation cultivators in the world, and then made the world his home. His descendants were spread all over the world, and he had his own pride.

He believed that at least 90% of the reason why he was not as good as the complete form of Da Ri Jian Zi was due to inheritance, and not because he was not as talented as others.

This may be true.

"Fellow Daoist Shuoyang is incredible..."

Godly Lord Shenxiao sighed.

In terms of strength, the beautiful monk in front of him undoubtedly surpassed himself, so he gave up the idea of ​​using the slave seal to search the soul directly, and tentatively asked: "Daoyou, are you willing to accept the talisman offered by the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder Sect?"

"In this way, fellow Taoist can join our sect and become one of our own. It is not impossible for you to ascend to the upper realms, obtain the opportunity to practice emptiness, and obtain the scriptures of emptiness, etc."

As soon as he came up, he promised something that made the Divine Transformation cultivator very jealous.

This offering talisman was also explained in the spiritual consciousness. The words were a bit euphemistic, but it was actually a superior talisman of the slave seal. Its status was much higher, but its life and death were still controlled by the Jiuxiao Shenlei Zhenzong. It was just that this control authority was not in the hands of the Shenhua cultivators. Therefore, they could barely interact with the Shenhua cultivators of the Jiuxiao Shenlei Sect on an equal footing.

When it comes to magic, this is the only way to ensure absolute confidentiality and obtain the most accurate intelligence.

"Your Majesty, I don't want to."

Shuoyang Tianjun's attitude was extremely humble, but his words were direct.

This would be the case even if the other party promised him an exciting refining scripture or the opportunity to ascend to the upper realm.

Lord Shenxiao narrowed his eyes.

The Blood Zombie Lord also stared at this extremely humble yet extremely bold cultivator from the lower realm.

If it were somewhere else, if a monk from the lower realm was so rude, they would have beaten him to death long ago.

But here...

The two Heavenly Lords from the upper realm suspected that if they had not brought their sect's Taoist soldiers, this extremely humble monk with beautiful beard would have revealed his hideous face and would have killed them in turn.

"Fellow Daoist Shuoyang,"

"Can you tell me who that young man in green is and where he came from? I will reward you handsomely."

Lord Shenxiao smiled and no longer mentioned the matter of receiving the ordination certificate.

"I will obey your command."

Shuoyang Tianjun said respectfully, "Your Majesty, please don't be deceived by this brat Tushan. This boy is not from any great sect in the upper realm. He is a native cultivator of this realm. He was born in a mortal country called Yue in Beiyuan. His parents are both mortals and he has no background at all."

"The reason why this person is so powerful is because he had a shocking encounter and inherited the immortal arts!"

This was the response they had already discussed. No matter whether Jiang Dingzi had a background or origin, he must not have any!

In fact, after the envoy of the Great Sun Sword Pavilion returned to his position, the art of concealing cause and effect was unfolded, and it was revealed that Tushan Tianjun was a native psychic cultivator, even in Mingguangzi's subconscious mind.

In a sense, what Lord Shuoyang said was true.

"That man is just a native?"

Godly Lord Shenxiao and Godly Lord Xuejiang were stunned, somewhat unable to believe it.

This is beyond their common sense.

The cultivators in the small world really do not have the soil to give birth to such a genius cultivator, as all the conditions are not met.

But after hearing about the miraculous encounter with magic, he hesitated again.

Immortal magic!

This is a magical technique!

What's so strange about turning decay into magic?
"It must be a native!"

"This person and I were born in the same era, how could I not know him?"

Shuoyang Tianjun said firmly: "The two of us had a fortuitous encounter in a secret realm, but that old thief Tushan took away most of the immortal arts inheritance, leaving us with only a few leftovers. In the end, we were driven out of the small realm, and all our family members died tragically."

"Please, Your Excellency, make the decision for us!"

This is undoubtedly an acknowledgement of the fact that he has inherited some of the immortal arts.

"Immortal magic..."

Godly Lord Shenxiao and Godly Lord Xuejiang could not help revealing greed on their faces.

All this seemed to explain why there were so many powerful people in this small world and why any of the gods could be so terrifying.

The inheritance of immortal arts!

"Your Majesty!"

Shuoyang Tianjun sensed their greed and said respectfully, "Please grant us the method to ascend to the upper realm. We are willing to dedicate our immortal arts to you and be loyal to you forever."

"If you violate this rule, I will punish my three brothers with the punishment of heaven and earth!"

He swore to heaven.

"Easy to say, easy to say."

"After I finish my sect's work, it will only be a matter of convenience for me to take you three Taoist friends along."

Shenxiao Tianjun smiled and said, "The only one to worry about is Tushan."

"Can the three Taoist friends serve as the vanguard and help me kill the bandits? Afterwards, I will definitely ask for credit for the three Taoist friends in front of the ancestor. By then, the opportunity to practice the Refining Void Sutra will be nothing but a trivial matter. You and I are all Taoist friends from the same sect, and there is no difference between us."

no respond.

The three Heavenly Lords frowned.

A moment of silence.

"Shenxiao, blood zombie."

"You two stupid pigs."

Ming Guangzi spoke up, speaking coldly: "Don't show off these childish tricks in front of me. Give me the method to ascend to the upper realm, otherwise, forget it."

"One day, I will definitely exterminate your entire clan, leaving no one alive!"

"You guys, will you give it to me?"

After confirming the opponent's strength, he instantly tore off his respectful appearance.

"you wanna die……"

Godly Lord Shenxiao and Godly Lord Xuejiang were furious.

Keng!
A clanging sound of sword rang out.

Shenxiao Tianjun and the other man's expressions changed again, and their scolding words stopped abruptly.

Immortal sword intent!

It’s the immortal sword intent again!

Sword cultivators with immortal sword intent, rarely seen in the upper realms for thousands of years, appeared one after another today!
What's wrong with this world?
Could it be that the immortal art passed down is the art of the sword immortal?
(End of this chapter)