A swarm of heavy artillery bombarded the cultivators.

Chapter 1431 Fellow Daoist Guang Lei, you are too weak!
A beam of light between heaven and earth destroyed the sky and the earth, dimming the entire starry sky.

"Crooked ways!"

"You have lost the glory of a swordsman, Jiang Ding, you will surely die!"

Lord Guanglei roared.

All of his magic power and spiritual consciousness surged sixfold under the stimulation of the Shangqing Jinglei Yunshen Sword Talisman. The power was terrifying and boundless, and now it all poured into his own natal flying sword.

call out!
The Thunder Sword of Destruction flew out of his hand, turned into a beam of lightning and merged into the sky, completely disappearing without a trace.

Boom!

The sky, which had been suppressed by the Xianmen Starry Sky Unmanned Fleet Army, was now clear and bright, and was covered with endless electromagnetic virtual lines, controlling all the spiritual energy and order on the battlefield, suffocating the opponents. The opponents were completely blocked and had lost the support of heaven and earth.

However, as that destructive lightning shot into the sky, everything changed again.

Accompanied by the sound of thunder, with the point where the lightning shot into the sky as the center, countless thunders and dark clouds broke through the Yuan magnetic virtual line and reappeared, instantly expanding to a size of ten thousand miles. Countless thunders and the order of destruction intertwined and entangled, and even the terrifying aura of the heavenly tribulation of the virtual cultivator emerged.

Boom! !
"Roar!"

"Hoohoo!"

As if it was the ancient sound from the time when the ancient world was first created, a thunder dragon with horns like a deer, a head like a camel, eyes like a rabbit, and a long beard of thunder emerged from the endlessly spinning vortex of thunder. The horrifying thunder sound waves shook the heaven and earth, and all the evil spirits and monsters were instantly reduced to ashes.

Many monks shuddered uncontrollably.

The origin of their souls seemed to emerge from the ancient times, when the ancestors fought between heaven and earth, and the innate thunder dragon roared down and devoured hundreds of millions of the ancestors' tribes.

That horrific scene was deeply engraved in the minds of the ancestors who managed to survive, so much so that today's descendants recall it again.

This innate thunder dragon flew out from the vortex of dark clouds, roaring and charging towards the destructive sword light in the sky that dimmed the entire world!
This innate god from ancient times has lively and bloody eyes, which contain vivid emotions like those of living creatures, making people doubt that it is a real living creature.

spirit?
Sword Spirit? ! !

Many sword cultivators shuddered.

Such a terrifying thought emerged in their minds. This spirit had an extremely similar appearance to the legendary palace swordsmanship, which made people wonder whether the swordsman in Lei Yangtian Sword Realm had achieved a great breakthrough in his life in the bloody battle.

Everything changes in a flash on the battlefield.

boom!
Before this thought came into their minds, the sun-destroying light that blasted out from the human fleet had already collided with the innate thunder dragon. The sun-destroying light was like a sword, piercing straight into the head of the innate thunder dragon.

The Sun's Destruction Light has an absolute advantage and initiative in swordsmanship, and is not affected by the scabbard at all.

The world froze for a moment.

boom!
There was great destruction and turmoil in the sky. Tens of thousands of kilometers of sky and earth were completely shattered.

There was only the light of thunder and the light of the sun colliding violently and annihilating each other, so that the sky and the earth flickered. Sometimes it was brightly lit, and sometimes it fell into a state of polar night without a trace of light.

Wait until the light fades a little.

boom!
An agile innate thunder dragon retreated back, smashing a piece of the sky. Its slender body was full of pits and holes, and it and its sword master were slammed into the ground.

They sank hundreds of kilometers deep into the earth, forming a huge pit tens of kilometers wide, with a glass-like edge.

Guang Lei Tianjun was seriously injured by a sword!
He used sword skills that seemed to be from a sword spirit, and he used the Shangqing Jinglei Yunshen Sword Talisman to increase his magic power and spiritual awareness sixfold. This was the foundation of the Lei Yangtian Sword Realm, which made his strength skyrocket.

But the result was even more tragic.

"waste!"

"The sixfold surge in your spiritual awareness and mana has caused your swordsmanship to decline and become out of control. Your control ability is far weaker than before, and it has become even more fragile." The deputy commander of the Xianmen's hundreds of thousands of warships put his hands behind his back, showing a hint of disappointment, and said lightly: "Fellow Daoist Guang Lei, your swordsmanship is too weak."

"If you can't crush your opponent with your immense magical power and spiritual awareness, then you are exposing your heart and seeking your own death."

"I wonder if Tian Jian Jianzi has the ability to absolutely control this sudden surge of power?"

In the center of a glazed shell crater that was tens of kilometers in size, there was a nimble thunder dragon with a bumpy body, and a thunder swordsman with both arms broken.

He was seriously injured!

However, the power of the Shangqing Jinglei Yunshen Sword Talisman was truly shocking. Even in this injured state, the enormous magic power in his body quickly transformed into a source of power for healing, allowing his body to continue to recover.

Even external attacks would act back on him, reducing the risk of him constantly dying from self-explosion.

The attacks from the outside world actually helped him in disguise!
The terrifying foundation of this immortal sect is completely beyond common sense. It was created specifically for sword practitioners who engage in bloody battles. It is simply perfect and perfectly matched to the extreme.

But even so, the deputy commander of the Xianmen among the hundreds of thousands of warships was still very disappointed, because the opponent's strength did not meet his expectations.

"This is impossible!"

"Why don't your swordsmanship show any signs of decline?"

Guang Lei Tianjun vomited blood and roared in disbelief.

The opponent used mechanical creations!

After using external force, I no longer fully trust the sword in my hand!

This kind of sword cultivator who betrayed the honor of sword cultivation would have his sword soul collapsed and his spirit shattered to death in an instant, and there would be no chance of survival.

The higher the level, the more the sword cultivator becomes one with the sword path, and the two can never be separated again. If one's sword path is shattered, the sword cultivator should also die.

However, what are the facts that are emerging now?
The swordsman who used the mechanical creations, as his strength suddenly increased, used the mechanical creations again, but his control over his soul, magic power, and formations was not weakened at all, it was as if those mechanical creations had been part of his sword from the beginning to the end, there was no difference.

but!

Those mechanical creations are clearly external forces!
Even a blind, deaf, madman, or fool can see that this is an external force, which cannot be achieved by self-deception.

why is that? !

In front of all the sword practitioners, one of the most basic theorems of swordsmanship was overturned.

The millions of sword practitioners who were watching the battle felt their sword hearts almost shattered. They could not believe that what appeared before them was real, and were more inclined to believe that they were being set up as an illusion.

"This Lord doesn't believe it!"

"This kind of trick will inevitably lead to endless troubles, but it has only been suppressed temporarily."

Lord Guanglei roared.

He bit his tongue, spit out blood, and then leaped up and threw himself into the innate thunder dragon transformed from his natal flying sword beside him.

Roar!
hoohoo!

The spirituality in the Xiantian Thunder Dragon's huge pupils surged again, with a bloody color, and the injuries on its scales healed instantly. It roared, shook its head and tail, and rushed towards the steel city in the sky.

He moves forward courageously without regrets, determined to achieve transcendence in the way of the sword through a life-and-death battle!

(End of this chapter)