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Chapter 1833 The Authority of Heaven to Bring Rain

What about the power of rain on many worlds?

In front of the Four-Step Extreme Taoist who possessed the true inheritance of the magical art of summoning rain, he was completely a show-off. He could find a large number of flaws with his eyes closed, and it was difficult to ignore them.

Unless one possesses overwhelming power, it is almost impossible to pose any threat to Daozi.

The Dharma-Destroying Sun didn't even really set, it just randomly emitted a ray of light, and the raindrops in the sky formed by the Rain Master's power collapsed and lost all its power.

"I am going to break my promise."

"You can't survive three strikes, only two at best."

Jiang Ding sighed.

Is this a fight?
No, this is not a battle, it is just a way to control the celestial gods. Battle should not be humiliated in this way.

However, it is not without value.

The Rain Master of the Xingtian Taoist Court obviously possesses a lot of power over rainfall. If we use it as a reference and digest and absorb the immortal knowledge contained therein, it should be able to further promote the immortal sect's research on the immortal art of summoning rain, thereby allowing breakthroughs in immortal science in all directions.

"That's it, let's end this farce."

"The battle model you formed is of little value and cannot be applied to the battlefield of the Son of God."

Jiang Ding sighed: "Since the Son of God is a Dao Son of a great power in the universe, I believe he must have made many achievements in understanding and creation, and will not disappoint me so much."

"You have received enough glory. This should not belong to you."

Jiang Ding pointed.

Boom!

The Sun of Destruction that was suspended in the sky rumbled down towards the Rain Master of Xingtian Dao Court. No longer patient, the countless destructive wills under the sword enveloped the heaven and earth.

"The sword of the human race..."

The Rain Master showed a look of resentment.

At this moment, he completely lost hope of living.

He burned himself in a self-destructive manner, not for survival, but only to break through a thin barrier, tell the family what happened here, and let this damned human swordsman be buried with him!
Click!

Cracks appeared on Rain Master's soul, and countless divine powers within it burned, transforming into violent power, all pouring into the treasure bowl that appeared above his head.

This precious bowl of the Rain Master is an important Shinto instrument used by the Rain Masters of all generations, and is a magical instrument specifically used to bring rain.

In the belief of Tianxing Daoting, this precious bowl is the source of all water in the world. The rain in all the middle thousand worlds, small thousand worlds and even the big thousand worlds comes from the precious bowl of the Rain Master, which is the source of all water in the world. It is said that one drop of one yuan heavy water can flood the entire small thousand world.

At this moment, under the crazy urging of the Rain Master, the treasure bowl burst into brilliant light.

"die!"

"Die!"

The Rain Master roared with resentment.

The deep blue water in the treasure bowl rolled, and kept shrinking under the blooming of countless Shinto rule runes, and finally turned into a drop of rune water with a dark blue color, broke free from the constraints of the treasure bowl, and shot towards the brow of the blue-clothed young man in the sky.

This is his sea of ​​consciousness. As long as he opens a tiny gap, he can inform the outside world that even if he dies, this human swordsman will also die!

Rumble!
A drop of dark blue water, only as big as a little finger, insignificant, but when it passed through the sky, there was a rumbling sound of destruction. The space along the way shattered, the rules collapsed, and all obstacles were broken in an instant, and could not be stopped at all.

Terrible quality brings terrible speed!

At this moment, a certain connection appeared between the eyebrows of Dayi Jianzi and the One Yuan Heavy Water. It was bound to hit the target and arrive instantly. The terrifying weight of the drop that condensed all the water in the world could penetrate everything and destroy everything.

With infinite hope, the Rain Master stared at the drop of one element of heavy water that was transformed from all his strength.

“This is something new.”

"pretty good."

Jiang Ding stared at the dark blue water drops and finally smiled.

The ancients said that reading ten thousand books is like traveling ten thousand miles. This statement makes sense. Even if these mediocre gods are killed enough, they are still valuable.

What is the specific value?
The light of the Destroying Sun that was floating in the sky converged, revealing a flying sword with a dim yellow light. All the strange visions were combined in one sword. No sword skills were displayed, only one sword slashed.

A dim sword light flashed, then turned around and returned to the center of the green-clothed young man's eyebrows.

All the strange phenomena disappeared.

A drop of monotonous heavy water formed by the condensation of all the water in the world solidified in the void.

The next moment, the dark blue water droplets collapsed and dissipated into a world-destroying flood that spread to the entire sea of ​​consciousness, covering all places. It took a long time to dissipate, revealing the empty sea of ​​consciousness again.

In the center of the sea of ​​consciousness, Master Yu had a blank expression.

"A lowly slave!"

"Ant, I curse you to die at the hands of the Son of God and the Emperor..."

The Rain Master is still unwilling to give in, showing the arrogance typical of gods.

If he had not been harmed by the reincarnated soul, and had not actively absorbed this soul, and actively absorbed the sword intent of the human swordsman into his sea of ​​consciousness, he would definitely have been able to resist, and would not have been unable to even issue a warning.

Jiang Ding looked at him indifferently.

Why should we care about the words of losers and weak people?
The Rain Master’s huge pupils were extremely heavy.

He struggled hard and kept opening his eyes, but in the end he lost all his strength, his body collapsed and fell to the ground.

The Sky-Swallowing Toad struggled on the ground for a while and then stopped moving.

Under the precise cutting of the Great Sun Immortal Sword Intent and the Destroying Law Diaphragm, Yu Shi fell into a state of neither dead nor alive. This state would continue until the Great Sun Sword Master no longer needed him as a cover, and only then would he truly die.

The young man in green walked slowly over and stepped on the head of the Sky-Swallowing Toad.

"Toad..."

"The Heavenly King Zhenyue seems to be a black snake? From what I've seen along the way, most of the gods are demon creatures, and human gods are extremely rare."

Jiang Ding thought for a while and said, "It shouldn't be like this in ancient times. Although the strong men of the human race at that time were not good people, they had some mercy, but they didn't avoid human gods and create demon gods to manage the world."

"This should be the transformation that occurred after these gods betrayed us."

"They are trying to completely cut off ties with the previous generation of human strongmen."

Under his feet, the body of the Sky-Swallowing Toad gradually collapsed into countless spiritual lights and was completely buried in the sea of ​​consciousness, but still existed together with his body.

Jiang Ding looked towards the center of his sea of ​​consciousness, his eyes falling on the divine talisman of the Rain Master canonized by the Tianxing Dao Court.

The Rain Master's Divine Talisman is still normal, without any changes, and it is operating as usual, giving a Shinto deity the authority to manage rainfall in many worlds.

It is just a trace of thought of the Supreme God, and it is not the soul of the Supreme God. How difficult is it to conceal it?

There are not many beings below the Supreme who are qualified to rival the current Great Sun Sword Master. Even if the Supreme's soul were to come in person, they might not be able to do anything to him, let alone a trace of his thoughts.

"Rainfall, the authority of heaven... comprehending these things will be useful for my swordsmanship."

Jiang Ding murmured to himself.

He let go of his control and fell into a deeper state of anonymity again.

……

Outside world, Rain Master Temple.

Master Yu froze for a moment, then smiled and said, "The emotions of this reincarnation are a bit strong. Come on, Brother Feng, keep drinking. Don't waste this good time!"

"Hahaha!"

"Drink, drink!"

Feng Bo didn't notice anything wrong. He laughed and drank non-stop.

The sounds of stringed instruments in the palace became more and more pleasant to the ears.

(End of this chapter)