A swarm of heavy artillery bombarded the cultivators.

Chapter 1257 This is Tushan’s Army

Four hundred and seventy years.

This is relatively short in the time scale of 20,000 years, and is equivalent to about two months based on the lifespan of a mortal.

Jiang Ding put away the Taiqing Flying Sword and placed it in front of him to look at it carefully.

At present, the Taiqing Flying Sword has reached the limit of a treasure of the Yuanshen, and its materials in all aspects have reached the level of a treasure of the Lianxu Space. It is just that it is unable to give birth to regulating divine prohibitions, so it is far from being called a treasure of the Space.

"When the Six Paths of Reincarnation structure is completed, that will be the time for the Taiqing Flying Sword to break through..."

Jiang Ding whispered.

The order structure of the Six Paths of Reincarnation will greatly promote the progress of the Taiqing Flying Sword in condensing into the rules of divine prohibition. At that time, there will no longer be any difficulty in breaking through.

Jiang Ding put the Taiqing Flying Sword into the prototype of the sword world between his eyebrows, and turned it into the eternal sun in the sword world, prompting the growth of all things in the sword world and giving birth to the six orders.

Jiang Ding took a look at the starry sky.

The magical power in his body was ready to move, giving the surrounding starry sky a great sense of oppression, which in turn caused wisps of electric snakes to flash in the sky, and faint dark clouds seemed to be gathering.

This is not a promotion thunder tribulation, but an ascension thunder tribulation.

This starry sky is very different from the starry sky of the Nine Spirit Realm. There is some kind of "ascension rule" in it, which might have been set up by a terrifying immortal force in ancient times in order to expand its ruling scope by dozens or hundreds of times and absorb the natural treasures and geniuses from countless small worlds.

Now, as Jiang Ding's strength repeatedly exceeds the peak of the Spirit Transformation Realm and almost perfectly matches the 'Rule of Ascension', the ascension thunder tribulation in the void now has a tendency to be spontaneously triggered and spontaneously descend.

If it were in ancient times, there might have been thunder tribulations that could cause ascension.

This is a terrifying method used by an immortal-level force to absorb new blood. No, it could also be a method of absorbing blood, food, and nourishment. In short, it has some kind of compulsion.

"No, not now."

Jiang Ding whispered.

Now, his strength is far from reaching its limit, and it is impossible for him to explore unfamiliar places now.

Furthermore, if he could obtain the nourishment for his own growth in the Nine Spirit Realm and the Horned Underworld Realm, he would not take the risk even if his strength reached its limit. It was not worth it.

"seal up!"

Jiang Ding made some magic spells, using sword energy and order as the medium to cast runes one after another, which fell on himself.

He used the sealing spell from the Immortal Sect to slowly reduce his aura, and finally even sealed part of his spiritual consciousness and magic power, reducing his strength to below the warning line.

If necessary, the seal can be broken at any time.

After everything was done, Jiang Ding waved his sleeves and turned into a ray of light and flew towards the small world.

……

East China Sea, Blood Demon Abyss.

Jiang Ding fell from the sky and looked at the sea in front of him.

This is a whirlpool of blood about ten thousand miles in size, which is slowly but never stopping rotating. From the center of the deep sea, some corpses, zombies, skeletons, ghosts and other ghosts are spit out from time to time. There are tens of thousands of them, and their strength ranges from Qi training to Jindan, and Yuanying level creatures appear from time to time.

These ghosts have bloodshot eyes and they indiscriminately attack all living creatures around them as soon as they appear.

"fall!"

A group of cultivators from Hunyuan Fatian City made some incantations and a ball of light as bright as the blazing sun descended from the sky, destroying the ghosts and monsters.

The spiritual light and smoke dissipated, leaving only a few bones, flesh and blood, and ghost crystals.

Jiang Ding frowned.

He did some calculations on the mana consumed by this monastic camp and compared it with the spoils, and found that the cost-effectiveness was extremely low. The captured spoils could not make up for the consumption at all.

These ghosts and monsters seemed real, and they were real in his consciousness, but once they were destroyed, most of the matter and energy in their bodies disappeared.

Yes, gone.

We don’t know how these substances and energies appear, nor do we know how they disappear. This is a complete loss-making business.

Not to mention, there is not just a camp of cultivators led by Yuanying Zhenjun stationed here, but the three armies of Tushan, Hunyuan Fatiandu, Dayi Changjiandu, and Tushan Maids Corps are all stationed here. They have learned bitter lessons in history and dare not be careless.

"Is this what the Blood Dao Lianxu guy did?"

Jiang Ding hesitated.

Does a Lianxu whose clone was killed by him have such ability?

"who?!!"

At this time, many cultivators of Hunyuan Fatiandu discovered a figure that suddenly appeared among the army.

Without thinking, they made a spell and rays of scorching sun as big as mountains formed a huge army formation and smashed towards this side. The spell fluctuations were enormous and the momentum was terrifying.

Even without the God Transformation Heavenly Lord Formation, it still demonstrated the strength of the peak God Transformation level, and was worthy of being one of the three major legions in Tushan Courtyard.

In an instant, sensing the presence of the people coming, the flames as big as mountains suddenly went out.

"impossible!"

"Why?"

Many Yuanying Zhenjun were shocked.

They had been refining the formation equipment for who knows how many years, and the thousand Hunyuan Bright Palaces suddenly lost all their spiritual light and no longer accepted their magic power and spiritual consciousness input. Even more, a terrifying recoil force was forming, which was about to shake their souls and flesh and blood into a ball of blood mist, destroying their souls and flesh and blood.

Many Yuanying Zhenjuns were terrified.

"stop."

Jiang Ding lightly tapped his fingers, and the recoil force of the thousands of Hunyuan Guangming Palaces dissipated.

This is the fragility of organizational entities over time.

After twelve hundred years, Jiang Ding didn't recognize any of the cultivators here and had no common memories with them, so naturally they would not be loyal to Jiang Ding.

The scene where the founding emperor of a dynasty is resurrected and all the ministers and soldiers bow respectfully is ultimately just an imagination.

The prestige of any of the God-Transforming Heavenly Lords among the Tushan Court soldiers is much greater than that of Jiang Ding. At critical moments, these troops will definitely only obey the orders of other God-Transforming Heavenly Lords.

Fortunately, the strong in the world of immortal cultivation do not rely on prestige to rule.

The destructive recoil force emanating from the thousands of Hunyuan Light Palaces disappeared as abruptly as it appeared.

"You are guilty of attacking the Lord of Tushan Courtyard, Tushan Tianjun, without authorization. You shall be punished by death."

At this time, a cold voice came from the Wanli Beacon Tower, an important government building in the Tushan Courtyard.

"Tushan Tianjun!"

"Tianjun!"

Countless monks around them showed fear on their faces. One after another, they knelt on the ground and kowtowed, saying, "Lord of Heaven, please forgive us. We are not aware of this..."

At this time, all the monks remembered.

Tushan Tianjun!

The invincible Lord of Heaven who founded Tushan Courtyard, Lord of Tushan!
They actually took the initiative to attack the Lord of Tushan Courtyard?
This is like dancing on a grave and acting wild in the King of Hell's palace. They don't even know how to write the word death.

"nothing."

"Fellow Taoists, please rise."

Jiang Ding smiled, and lifted up all the kneeling monks with an invisible force, and said gently: "I did not abide by the military regulations and entered the military restricted area without notifying. This is my fault. What does it have to do with you fellow Taoists?"

"According to Tushan law, the crime is entirely my fault. I should be fined for thirty years and compensate all the monks in the army in the courtyard to serve as a warning to others."

(End of this chapter)