Chapter 1533 Five Hundred Years

Keng~

Jiang Ding sheathed his sword in the dead silence of space.

He closed his eyes slightly and recalled the battlefields and experiences he had experienced, and a strong sense of pleasure and joy arose in his heart.

"Xiandiezi... what a good person."

"What a beautiful girl."

Jiang Ding opened his eyes and sighed sincerely: "In return, when I am capable enough, I will come to the land of the Heavenly Fantasy Fairy Butterfly Clan and judge all the Heavenly Fantasy Fairy Butterfly Clan."

"rest assured."

"I have always been kind, law-abiding, and merciful. I have never killed a human being, Butterfly."

The sword cultivator got such a wonderful opponent, which really made him burst into tears, his eyes became wet and watery.

"This is still just a clone."

"If it was the real Immortal Butterfly, if it was the real Taiyin Taiyang Jianzi, Tianjian Jianzi, I heard that there was also the Immortal Weapon Daozi, how great it would be at that time..."

Jiang Ding fell into a beautiful fantasy.

There is a reason for this.

Jiang Ding carefully understood the many insights that emerged in his mind, and various thoughts about the seventh realm of swordsmanship, the Heavenly Sword Realm, emerged in his mind. In addition, the various illusions used by the opponent during the battle with Xian Diezi opened his eyes to the structure of six paths of reincarnation. I gained a lot more insights.

The world of illusion and the world of six realms of reincarnation have many things in common.

It is no exaggeration to say that in this lightning-fast battle, his foundation of immortality made a fundamental breakthrough. His swordsmanship realm became the quasi-heavenly sword realm, and he was able to slightly influence the rules of heaven to change in his favor.

Moreover, he now has absolute confidence to enter the seventh realm of swordsmanship, the Heavenly Sword Realm!

Of course, the time is not certain. It should be between thousands of years and tens of thousands of years. With sword practice, mastery of swordsmanship, development of new swordsmanship, and fighting, this time will continue to shorten.

But there will definitely be a breakthrough!

"The main reason is the lack of detailed inheritance."

"This is tantamount to knowing the implementation path and then ignoring the patent and imitating the development..."

Jiang Ding silently estimated.

For a monk like him who lacks inheritance, the path is extremely difficult, and he is destined to lag behind the real Daozi of the Immortal Sect of the Upper Realm from the beginning.

"Youmingjiandongtian, I'd better go there as soon as possible."

"If possible, I'd better convince the Yuemian inheritance treasure Netherworld Pool, so that I can get the complete inheritance of the Great Yin Yang Sword Realm disciple inheritance."

"I think there are ways to persuade..."

Jiang Ding's eyes were filled with murderous intent.

All kinds of thoughts circulated in my heart, and then slowly fell silent.

Jiang Ding came back to his senses and looked at the blue dreamy wings that had been deliberately placed in the distance for a while.

This blue dreamy wing is the size of an adult's arm, with stars dotted on it, beautiful and dreamy, like ice crystals, exuding powerful psychedelic power at all times, covering the starry sky with a radius of nearly ten thousand kilometers.

If a living being is here, it will surely sink for the rest of its life, and death will not be able to escape it.

Even though she has died, the power she exudes is still enough to influence the early Hedao monks, causing them to lose themselves involuntarily and become a member of the maze world of souls, guarding here forever until the end of their life span.

"Soul Labyrinth, good technique."

"This technology can be applied to the Six Paths of Reincarnation..."

Jiang Ding stepped forward and gently picked up these two dreamy butterfly wings, feeling slightly cool to the touch.

The moment he touched the butterfly wings, the surrounding dream power increased several times, and the surrounding space was hazy, and a maze world of souls was born, completely covering him, and it was extremely dangerous.

Keng!

The materialistic Sun Sword Soul made a clanging sound.

A twisted crack opened where the sword soul was looking, and then sword energy burst out from the dark crack, forcibly tearing apart the maze world of souls, allowing space within a radius of thousands of miles to return to normal again.

There was a cold and dead silence, and in the vacuum, the meteorite belt whizzed past.

"Fellow Taoist Fairy Diezi,"

"Are you dead?"

Jiang Ding said to himself.

He was not sure of this answer.

The Immortal Sect in the Upper Realm masters immortal techniques that far exceed those of the Immortal Sect. He is not arrogant and thinks that he has complete control over the situation.

"It's a quasi-ninth-level soul material, and it's still raw material. I can refine it..."

Jiang Ding's consciousness poured into the two pairs of ice crystal dream wings and he praised them.

The embryo material is different from the real quasi-ninth-level material. It is just the potential, not the real corresponding level material. For example, Jiang Ding himself, probably in the eyes of those big monsters who like to devour flesh and blood, should also be quasi-ninth level. The embryo material treasure, although he is only in the early stage of refining the void.

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Now, in the soulless universe, the spirituality in these dreamy star butterfly wings is passing away bit by bit.

Like Jiang Ding, his sword soul, mana, and spiritual consciousness are also passing away bit by bit. This process cannot be stopped. High energy naturally changes to low entropy, and no one can stop it.

The only difference is that Jiang Ding has a resistance that far exceeds that of any immortal universe creature and can last longer.

After killing Xiandiezi's clone, Jiang Ding was not in a hurry to go back. He was not in a hurry at all, and had more time than ordinary people could imagine.

"Fellow Taoist Fairy Diezi, are you dead?"

Jiang Ding said to himself.

"Whether you die or not, it doesn't matter. Nothing will change anyway."

"I plan to stay here for five hundred years."

"Five hundred years will definitely kill the Immortal Sect Jianzi. Even if the legendary son of the Immortal, the pure-blooded son of dragon and phoenix, comes here, I dare to say that he will die in five hundred years."

"If a mere clone of yours can survive in such a long time, even if I am killed by you and successfully transformed into a puppet, I will still be convinced in the end."

"It doesn't matter. If you have such magical powers, you can take this body."

Jiang Ding said calmly.

Before coming to his hometown, he once again proposed to convene a meeting of the Xianmen Political Consultative Conference and postpone all battle plans until he returned.

Yuan and others agreed with this decision.

A Great Sun Sword Master who may lose control!

How terrible is this?

It can even be said that if he really loses control, Xianmen will have a terrifying opponent who is far superior to the Ancient God Alliance in the future. He is cruel and cunning, has extremely strong hidden magic, has a better understanding of Xianmen than all the strong men, and has many potential diehards in Xianmen...

In this kind of danger, even a slight possibility cannot be ignored.

After that political conference, Yuan, Shenji Zhenzun, Wanji Zhenzun and others felt deeply uneasy about the huge threat posed by individual strongmen to the safety of Xianmen. They all agreed to the plan of expanding the Xianmen citizen fleet and invested a huge amount of resources in the plan to upgrade the central array spirit computer to the eighth level of heaven and man.

In the dead space, Jiang Ding closed his eyes and adjusted his breath, letting time pass and letting meteorites pass by.

He seemed to have become a dead object, motionless, and stayed where he was.

One day, a planet passed by here, and the planet's gravity captured him and incorporated him into the planet's gravity, turning him into a stone in the atmospheric orbit, moving around the planet periodically without any change.