Chapter 1237 Jiang Dingzi Becomes an Ignorant Native

I don't know how far away from the Nine Spirit Realm, perhaps beyond the exploration range of the near-immortal sect, in the distant starry sky, a black-clothed swordsman with cold eyes suddenly woke up from seclusion.

"Big Sun Sword..."

Such a name appeared in Tianjian Jianzi's mind.

There was some inexplicable feeling in his heart that this name might appear in his path again in the future and cause him some trouble.

However, he did not issue an order to go out and let the sect find this person.

Because this is a monk of the same level.

"Ant, grow up."

"Grow up quickly. It's best if you appear in front of me again and you can cause a life-or-death crisis for me..."

Tianjian Jianzi whispered.

He expected his opponents to grow up and then turn them into his resources.

"Jianzi, have you encountered an enemy?"

"I'll capture it for you right now!"

A hazy thunderous figure appeared around him, bathed in the endless thunder rules. His aura was extremely terrifying, but his posture was very humble and flattering.

"Lei Jun, please don't do this."

Tianjian Jianzi frowned and said: "Sword cultivator, it is an honor to die in a battle of the same level. You should sit back and watch my death instead of paying so much attention to me. You should have a cold heart."

"Yes, Jianzi."

The thunder figure respectfully said yes.

Tianjian Jianzi understood in his heart that his orders would not be resolutely and completely implemented.

Compared with the ancient Nine Immortal Sects, the Leiyang Heavenly Sword Realm is not weaker than them and is stronger, but it lacks a bit of foundation, a kind of ruthlessness that has experienced countless years.

This may be inevitable.

The brothers fought through hardships, helped each other, relied on each other, and walked out together, becoming one of the nine great immortal sects in the world. There was no reason to sit back and watch the death of brothers and juniors.

This deep emotional bond allowed the Leiyang Heavenly Sword Realm to rise from the bloody battle and destroy the ancient Immortal Sect.

At this moment, the sect has completely gained a firm foothold. When there are no longer too many foreign invasions, it may become an obstacle to the further development of the sect, and it may pay a huge price in the future.

"No, it won't."

"I am here, and the sect will always have no worries..."

Tianjian Jianzi whispered.

…

In the starry sky, Shenji Tianjun and others looked at the dazed young man in green in the distance and held their breath.

Everyone knows that the newly born God-Transforming Heavenly Lord has reached the final stage of promotion to God-Transforming, the Heart Demon Tribulation.

After that, another god-transforming heavenly king was born who would live for thousands of years.

If you cannot survive it, or if you delay it for too long, the injuries in your body will completely worsen, and the new soul will disintegrate, which is also the result of death.

In the realm, there are countless talented heroes who died from the calamity of inner demons.

…

The surrounding void is hazy, transforming into real worlds.

If a monk has the slightest nostalgia, fear, fear, curiosity and other emotions, or a crack in his heart, he will sink into the inner demon and die in an instant.

A young man in green clothes stood quietly in the void holding an incomplete long sword.

Worlds passed before him.

Some of them are from the days when I was young, living with my mother and sister in Rongcheng. The family was not rich and powerful, but they lived a fulfilling, comfortable and warm life. Although these years are ordinary, two thousand years later, Today, it seems extremely precious.

In two thousand years, this is the only kind of affection between families and nothing else.

Even if he gets married and has children, such a warm family may not appear. After countless hardships, countless fights, countless enlightened monks, after all, they have changed a lot, and they may not be able to produce this kind of childhood love. The subtle emotions of time, family affection.

This kind of emotion may not be seen again in the next thousand years, let alone three thousand years, or even in the next tens of thousands of years.

This kind of emotion makes people feel nostalgic and gives rise to strong reluctance.

Even if they knew it was fake, many monks could not let it go. The more they killed hundreds of millions of old demons, blood demons and old monsters who were famous for their viciousness and cruelty, the more so.

Their temperaments and lives are too extreme, and their moods fluctuate greatly. They are not as calm as those of Taoist masters.

Having a complete family and a complete childhood is very important even for a monk who transforms into a god.

"My childhood was happy and complete, and there was no need to change anything."

Jiang Ding sighed.

He did not draw his sword, and his movements were much gentler. He used the sun to destroy the sword's intention, destroy the law and the forbidden law order to cut off the energy supply of this inner demon, allowing this warm world to disappear spontaneously.

Then, comes love.

There are many women, many maids in the Tushan Atrium, many maids who ask for anything, the beauties of heaven in the four seas, and many women in the Immortal Sect. Many emotions are sincere and beautiful.

Keng!

Jiang Ding drew his sword and destroyed the world in front of him with one sword, without any words.

Next, the world turns around, and inner demons are everywhere, attacking from countless angles such as friendship, greed, and desire for the great road.

Some scenes show the powerful internal strife of the Immortal Sect of the Nine Spirits Domain and their defeat, the Horned Demon Emperor killing all directions, the resurrection of the Horned Demon Emperor clan's army, slaughtering hundreds of millions of people, and everyone dying in blood and fire;

In some worlds, the Immortal Sect dominates the world, rules hundreds of millions of realms, and truly becomes an Immortal Sect;

There are civil wars raging among immortal sects. Because of unequal interests, citizens attack each other and fight to the death, staining the mother planet with blood...

And so on, everything is shattered and torn under the sword light. Nothing can make the cold sword cultivator stop at all. If there is an obstacle in front, he can cut it with one sword.

No matter the enemies inside or outside, just draw your sword.

The peace of the world and the tranquility of the universe can only be guaranteed through constant fighting and struggle, and never by chance or the favor of saints.

All obstacles were destroyed.

Finally, the last world solidified, which stunned the sword cultivator. Then the world expanded and spread to the whole world, turning into reality.

One by one, the enemies worthy of attention along the way appeared in front of Jiang Ding.

"Jiang Dingzi!"

"Tushan..."

"What do you rely on to kill me?"

The first Jindan cultivator who died in Jiang Ding's hands, the Peacock King of Tushan Demon Kingdom, appeared, followed by the Yuanying cultivators such as the God Crow True Lord and the Burning Bone True Lord, as well as the Divine Transformation cultivators such as the Ice Phoenix Heavenly Lord, the Centipede Heavenly Lord, and the Ten Thousand Spider Heavenly Lord.

Finally, there were the recently deceased Jiaomo Emperor Clan Tianjiao Prince Mingtian, the Ancient Emperor Cangyan, and the Emperor Cangkong.

They were killed by crossing the level and died in humiliation.

"Tushan! What do you rely on?"

True Lord Burning Bone, Peacock King and others asked bitterly with tears in their eyes.

"Jiang Dingzi!"

"You are so arrogant, what do you rely on to slaughter the emperor's son?"

The headless giant bodies of the Horned Demon Emperor Clan monks such as the ancient prince Mingtian and the ancient prince Cangyan also revived, questioning with great resentment.

"Is it your extraordinary talent?"

"Is it your determination to fight?"

"Is it your terrible understanding?"

These dead enemies asked one after another, and the questioning turned into ridicule and sarcasm: "None of them!"

"You have mastered the immortal technology and immortal civilization far beyond ours, and you come from an immortal force with a deeper foundation, so you crush us."

"In terms of talent, fighting spirit, and understanding, how much higher are you than us?"

"Indeed, this is the fact."

Jiang Ding nodded without comment, no longer ignoring the other party.

The human race is too dependent on civilization!

You don't have to join a force, but you must get the heritage of many civilizations and the inheritance of the immortal way, otherwise you can't go far.

He was able to defeat the others by crossing the level, which was actually because he mastered the higher-level achievements of the immortal civilization, thus crushing the "natives".

This should have been normal in the past.

The advantage is mine. What the ancestors of the immortal sect left me should be used openly, so how can it cause a change of mood?

However, today...

The natives will soon be me.

When Jiang Ding continued to grow and explore, he finally met an opponent who was superior to him in all aspects of origin, strength, background, and immortal civilization.

Don't say anything about leaving it for the future.

Such a strong man, Jianzi, who is close to the immortal level, will grow at a terrifying speed. It is impossible for him to stay where he is and let others catch up. Instead, the gap will become larger and larger.

It is very likely that today's battle will be the smallest gap with the opponent in the next tens of thousands of years.