A swarm of heavy artillery bombarded the cultivators.

Chapter 1875 Let’s beat each other to death happily!

Jiang Ding walked slowly back to the palace.

"Lord,"

"There is a matter for you to decide."

Gong Caiyu told him one thing: "The inheritors of the Light Blue Divine Lord and the Light Shining Divine Lord have been promoted to celestial beings. According to the Great Yin-Yang Sword Law, they need to fight with your sacred sword to the death."

"They gave up the sword fight."

"I beg your forgiveness."

"Light Blue Shining God..."

Jiang Ding found the relevant memories from tens of thousands of years ago, and took out a small notebook and flipped through it. Sure enough, he found the name of Lord Guanglan Guangyao in the front position.

These two people are very bad.

How bad is it?

They embezzled the wealth of Dayi Jianzi, and it was not just one or two spirit stones, but the wealth of the entire world community for more than ten thousand years.

You know, this is the time when Great Sun Sword Master is refining the Void Stage!
This fortune was at least one-third to one-half of his wealth at the time, a very significant amount.

This involves the internal strife between the Moon and the Sun.

At that time, the Taiyin lineage launched the inheritance light Lan Guangyao God as the force to contain the Great Sun Sword Son, seized the authority of the Yanyang World community, and caused great damage to the Tushan Courtyard at that time. Later, as the Great Sun Sword Son killed the Immortal Artifact Son, the two began to disappear.

Da Ri Jianzi is very busy, so it is naturally impossible for him to go to find them specifically, so their priority is relatively low.

"These two celestial beings have already arrived outside the Seven-Colored Realm. Do you need to make a decision now?"

Gong Caiyu asked again.

Jiang Ding looked in one direction.

There, two celestial beings were wearing tattered linen clothes and carrying brambles on their backs. They let the sharp thorns pierce their flesh and blood, and the blood flowed all over the ground. They did not move, but knelt on the ground and kowtowed without saying anything more.

The Great Yin-Yang Sword Realm is the right path, at least they claim so, and there are strict sword rules within it.

If a disciple of the Sword Realm offends the Sword Master and commits a capital crime, he can challenge the Sword Master to a sacred sword fight, even if he is one level higher. He can be exempted from punishment whether he wins or draws.

Jianzi cannot refuse, as it is his obligation to accept the sect's offerings.

Now it seems that Guanglan and Guangyao Shenjun have given up this path that is bound to lead to death, and instead choose another path, asking for forgiveness from Chunyang Jianzi in the most humble manner.

forgive?

forgive?

"forgive……"

Jiang Ding's face looked a little cold.

forgive?

When has he ever forgiven anything?
If crimes can be easily exempted, where does the law stand?

however……

Jiang Ding sighed.

Now, he feels guilty.

In the future, in order to achieve his own immortality and get one step closer to becoming an immortal, he will take the initiative to fight against all the Taoists in the world. This move will put the Great Yin-Yang Sword Realm in the spotlight.

At that time, the Great Yin-Yang Sword Realm was invincible, and even the formations that had been passed down in the sect for tens of millions of years could not stop it.

At that time, the entire Great Yin-Yang Sword Realm will have to flee and wander in the desolate and unknown starry sky, and it is unknown how long it will take to return to the Fallen Immortal Realm.

The many subordinate forces on earth will experience many hardships.

Although this is a necessary sacrifice for the long-term stability of the Falling Immortal Realm, there is no great cause that can be accomplished without sacrifice, and this is just the fantasy of an inexperienced schoolboy, but...

"They will not die in my hands."

"They will go to the battlefield."

Jiang Ding closed his eyes slightly, then opened them again: "Within a thousand years, please ask these two Taoist friends to kill two celestial beings of the same level for the sect."

"If you can't do that, I am willing to take their lives myself."

These words formed into dazzling golden texts, reaching the Great Yin-Yang Sword Realm, and then turned into a golden edict, appearing in the souls of the two celestial beings.

This is the authority of the sword and the law of heaven!
The people of Guangyaoguanglantian, who were kneeling in a pool of blood with thorns on their backs, were shaken and a bright light appeared in their eyes. They stood up with difficulty and knelt down again in the direction of the Seven-Colored Sea.

Then, he drew his sword and left.

Jiang Ding ignored it.

He sat cross-legged, immersed in cultivation. At the same time, a ray of spiritual consciousness poured into the Wanfa Tianshu.

……

Passing through the heavy fog, I once again saw the throne of all things, as well as the many star orbits surrounding the throne, and the brilliant creatures.

Jiang Ding stepped towards it, and a star track rose under his feet.

The Tianshu of all laws never changes. It is another gathering that happens once every thousand years. The practitioners of law and Taoism get together to discuss the Dao. They have recently changed their style and started playing chess, which is very elegant.

The swordsmen were as dull and boring as ever, two men drew their swords and slashed at each other, while a crowd of people watched the essence of swordplay.

Stars come and stars go.

This was just normal in the Wanfa Tianshu. No one noticed it as everyone was immersed in their own world.

"Tushan!"

Until three sounds appeared almost simultaneously.

The three stars rushed over here almost the moment the Big Sun Sword star appeared, surrounded him, and looked him up and down.

These movements immediately attracted the attention of many Taoists.

They looked towards the newly appeared star, and when they felt its breath, their hearts trembled slightly. All kinds of complex emotions surged into their hearts, including fear, admiration, murderous intent, etc. However, very few people ignored it.

Even the area where the swordsmen were clashing with each other's swords stopped fighting for a moment. They all looked over here, their eyes fixed on a newly appeared star.

This is one of their kind.

Very high purity of the same kind.

"What are you looking at me doing?"

Jiang Ding was puzzled.

Haven't you done anything recently?

Not even a fifth-step extreme Taoist was killed, and life was so peaceful and boring, without any ups and downs.

"you……"

The Fuso Saint felt a little uncomfortable.

Seeing so many Taoists' eyes gathered here made her very uneasy. After confirming that Tushan was not dead, she quietly hid herself and disappeared.

"Brother Tushan is so awesome!"

The Holy Maiden Hehuan's eyes moved and she smiled sweetly.

"Thank you, fellow Taoist!"

Beidou Saint Lady clasped her fists and bowed, her jade armor clanging as she said solemnly: "This is a great favor, and Beidou Holy Land will definitely repay you generously in the future."

"Too much, too much."

"It's just a small matter, and I'm not helping you, I'm just passing through."

Jiang Ding understood something and waved his hand.

This little thing seems to have attracted a lot of attention from these Taoists?
It shouldn't come to that.

They are just two sons of gods and Buddhas with not very strong strength. It is too serious to treat them like this. They do not deserve such honor.

"Whatever,"

"Thank you, fellow Taoist."

The Holy Maiden of Beidou bowed deeply and then took her leave.

She was filled with gratitude, but she knew that gratitude could not be expressed in words. Now she just needed to let the other party know what Beidou Holy Land was thinking.

"Uh-huh."

Jiang Ding nodded, and then immediately looked towards the group of human swordsmen with a burning gaze.

That group of people also stared at him with burning eyes, very fanatically, as if they had seen something delicious and could not help but desire it.

"Fellow Taoists,"

“What a great time. What a great time.”

Jiang Dingqing couldn't help but say.

What a wonderful moment, with so many sword geniuses.

(End of this chapter)