Chapter 1230 Wait a Moment, I Will Advance to the God Transformation Stage

The Great Sun Heavenly Lake continuously travels through the Nine Spirit Realm, passing through one teleportation array after another, exuding infinite brilliance, patrolling the starry sky.

Jiang Ding stood inside the crystal wall of Tianchi, staring at the dark starry sky.

A feeling of peace of mind suddenly arose in his heart.

"Sword,"

"Jianzi Jianzi!"

Yue was ready to make a move, eager to give it a try: "You should be the strongest monk in the Nine Spirit Realm. Do you want to consider some other important matters?"

She looked like a violent war maniac.

However, this seems to be true.

At this critical time when the nine great Void Refining Masters had not returned from the expedition and the new Void Refining Monk had not yet been born, Da Ri Jianzi was the tenth strongest man in the Nine Spirits Domain.

The top ten strongest people in a realm!

The strongest one in the current realm!

"event?"

Jiang Ding was stunned for a moment.

Then, he rolled his eyes and was too lazy to pay attention to this lunatic of Da Ri Jiange.

"Yue, give up."

True Lord Gu Lin was also here and chuckled: "If Jiang Ding betrays him, not many people in the Immortal Sect will be willing to follow him, and even if they do, it will be useless."

"The Immortal Sect's Seventy-Two Earthly Demons and Thirty-Six Tiangang Star Formations can't be broken by the cultivators at the peak of Void Refining. The same is true for the Sect-Suppressing Formations of the Eight Immortal Sects. What are you thinking?"

"snort……"

Yue snorted lightly, too lazy to pay attention to these juniors.

She has a strong sense of hierarchy. Normally speaking to a god-transforming monk is her limit, and she cannot continue to be compatible with others.

While everyone was chatting, Da Ri Tian Chi once again passed through the super teleportation array, officially returned to the Immortal Sect, and emerged in the super teleportation array.

The Great Sun Tianchi burst into light, releasing True Monarch Gu Lin, An Siyan, Jin Lingfeng and other monks, as well as their battleships, the Sky Carrier, which turned on autopilot and flew towards the 33rd day of the Immortal Sect.

A dense array of aerial battleships, aerial fighter planes, and aerial motherships appeared in the sky.

The military formation spread out a large area of ​​runes, many battleships had blood and sword marks on their hulls, and a fierce and evil aura from the battlefield rushed towards them.

"welcome!"

"Welcome, comrades, on your triumphant return!"

Lord Shenji brought many government officials who stayed behind on their home planet to greet them. As soon as they saw the many warships and monks coming off the Great Sun Lake, they bowed deeply, with an extremely upright and formal posture.

"All this depends on the citizens of Xianmen who are not afraid of sacrifice, go forward and fight with sincerity."

"Therefore, we won by luck and fulfilled our mission."

Jiang Ding was not as casual as usual. He came to the Lord Shenji and returned the salute to him in a dignified manner.

Lord Shenji Tianjun was not simply greeting him.

It is also fulfilling the responsibility of acting on behalf of the government, paying tribute to the countless Xianmen citizens who fought bloody battles, and comforting the souls of the sacrificed citizens, which is not something Jiang Ding himself can refuse.

"Thanks for your hard work!"

Lord Shenji held Jiang Ding's hand tightly, feeling very emotional in his heart, but he didn't say much.

Xianmen held a grand welcome ceremony and banquet for the returning expeditionary force, and announced the good news to many citizens, boosting their morale.

After the banquet, the sleeping monks continued to sleep, while the resting monks began to take a vacation.

After the vacation is over, they will look at the development of the war situation and enter the battlefield again. The sleeping monks are in the final sequence of signs. Unless it is absolutely necessary, the Immortal Sect will not recruit these sleeping monks who are about to break through to the gods.

In the empty Golden Palace, Jiang Ding, Zhenjun Gulin and Tianjun Shenji, as well as An Siyan, Jin Lingfeng, Zhang Junsheng and others who had not entered deep sleep for some reasons, were walking. Even though there was no one around at this time, they He also kept quiet and only spoke with his spiritual consciousness.

"Senior, how is the battlefield?"

Jiang Ding asked.

Shenji Tianjun has always had a direct channel to contact the front line. This is related to the future of the Immortal Sect and cannot be lost.

"It went very well."

"At present, the advantages of the Nine Immortal Sects have become much greater."

Divine Lord Shenji shielded Zhenjun Gu Lin and others, who tugged on his beard and walked to the side: "Emperor Jiao Ming took the initiative to interrupt the bloody battle in the yin and yang inversion formation of the King of Hell of Hell, and rescued the upcoming The millions of monks from the Horned Demon Emperor clan who died saved the Horned Demon Emperor clan from annihilation.”

"For this reason, Emperor Jiaoming paid the price of being seriously injured, nearly half of the great emperors died violently, and nearly half of the ancient emperors were seriously injured."

"The current situation looks great. The Nine Immortal Sects are expected to conquer the Middle Thousand World of the Horned Demon Realm within four hundred years and drive out the Horned Demon Imperial Clan."

"The premise is that the Nine Immortal Sects will not be in civil strife and Emperor Jiao Ming will seize the opportunity."

"Another four hundred years?"

Jiang Ding was a little confused.

Obviously in the past, the Horned Demon Emperor had not been seriously injured, and when the Horned Demon Emperor's Hedao Formation had nearly 100 million clan members, it only took five hundred years to conquer it. Now that they have gained such a huge advantage, it still takes four hundred years. In line with common sense.

"Yes, that's it."

Shenji Tianjun explained: "After losing the huge pressure from the outside world, the Immortal Sect and the Eight Immortal Sects, and the Eight Immortal Sects, began to have cracks. They were no longer so united. Everyone was afraid that they would be seriously injured or die, thus leaving themselves and the Eight Immortal Sects. The sect lost its say in the division of the spoils after the war."

"Many things are political and cannot be viewed from a purely military perspective."

"This is a good thing for the Immortal Sect."

Shenji Tianjun looked optimistic: "Once a Hedao cultivator is born in the eight immortal sects, it is definitely not just us who are afraid. The other seven immortal sects are also very afraid of such things. At that time, our relationship with the seven immortal sects will be greatly improved, and we will enter the honeymoon period again."

"There is a lot of room for calmness in this, which can ensure that the post-war status of the immortal sect is not shaken."

"I understand."

"Since the senior said so, it must be so."

Jiang Ding smiled and nodded.

The three chatted for a while, Jiang Ding said goodbye to Shenji Tianjun, and said to Gu Lin Zhenjun: "Teacher, I am going to cross the tribulation of transformation. If you are interested, you can watch it."

"Of course I am interested."

Gu Lin Zhenjun was refreshed.

She was waiting here.

Promoting to the transformation of the spirit with the prototype of the refining space was a complete research blank in the immortal sect. She actually had a lot of trepidation in her heart, so she had planned it long ago.

"Okay."

Jiang Ding smiled.

He took a step forward, his body was hazy, he passed through the space, came to the outside of the atmosphere of the immortal gate, released all his breath, no longer suppressed anything.

Boom!

In the starry sky, rolling dark clouds gathered, and in an instant they expanded to thousands of miles, and then tens of thousands of miles, spreading layer by layer in the starry sky.

The dark clouds were as black as ink, and the electric snakes swam and flickered in them. Every thunder was purple-green, and the great forces of heaven and earth gathered and merged into the thunder.

Any of these thunders could easily smash a god-transforming cultivator.

And such thunders were everywhere in the sky, covering the sky and the earth, like a purple-green thunder net, a thunder prison, closing all escape spaces.

In such a terrible thunder prison,

a young man in green sat peacefully, his expression calm.