Chapter 1546 Three Swords

The grass dragon with a wingspan of thousands of meters fell into the starry sky.

There were 2,627 wounds on his mountain-like body, where the scales were broken and the rules were cut off.

The immortal dragon body, the body of immortal life rules, which was famous between the realms, did not show any signs of immortality. It was cold and lost all vitality.

Theoretically, this should not be the case.

The vitality of the cultivators who practiced the rules of life was extremely tenacious and terrifying. Even if their bodies were smashed and turned into dregs, they could be restored instantly. No matter what means, they could not be destroyed, not to mention that this was a dragon body, which was always known for its solidity and immortality.

However, this thing that was completely inconsistent with the theory of immortality happened just like that.

The dragon body of the Grass Dragon God was cut by 2,627 swords. The last sword pierced through the heart and pierced through the head, destroying all vitality.

His soul had already been chopped into pieces by the power of the sword soul, and not even a tiny soul particle existed.

Clang!

The twisted golden sword light flew away from the head of the Grass Dragon God, restored to the shape of a three-foot flying sword, returned to the side of the young man in green, and returned to the scabbard.

The sword is out, the enemy is dead!

"It is indeed a bit weak in the early stage of the Hedao..."

Jiang Ding muttered to himself.

He stretched out his hand and a scale fell off the head of the Grass Dragon God, flew towards him, and fell into his hands. It was dark green like jade, flashing with the aura of the rules of life. It was obvious that it was a treasure.

This is the storage magic weapon of the Grass Dragon God.

Jiang Ding pinched the magic formula, cast a series of runes, fell on the body of the Grass Dragon God, shrunk it, and then put it into the storage jade pendant.

This is the good thing about the demon race.

Its body is the best natural treasure, which can be used to make elixirs, weapons, and raw materials for making certain warships. It can be said that it is full of treasures. Unlike the human cultivators who get most of their gains from magic weapons, they get most of their gains from here.

"There is more money."

Jiang Ding was somewhat satisfied.

However, don't look at his current wealth, it is actually not enough.

Taiqing Flying Sword, the treasure of the Tao!

Once the Taiqing Flying Sword is sacrificed, no matter how many seventh-level natural treasures are not enough, the consumption is like a mountain or a sea, because it is necessary to forge a near-immortal foundation, and even take the foundation of becoming an immortal as the ultimate goal.

The battlefield of the six reincarnations shrank again, and various spells of internal fire, wind and water flashed in it, eliminating all cause and effect and mana.

This starry sky returned to its original calm state, without any changes.

...

Jiang Ding's escape light flashed, and he set off again.

He followed the guidance of the central array spirit computer and went to one place after another, waiting.

The fifth time, the lantern world, nothing.

The sixth time, the swamp world, nothing.

The seventh time, Yunwusha Small World, this time it was a beautiful female cultivator from the Painted Skin Peak of the Demon God Sect.

She looked at the blue-clothed boy in front of her with doubt.

"Brother Da Ri Jianzi..."

"Long time no see."

The Painted Skin God smiled sweetly, seductive, with a body like mountains and peaks, exuding amazing charm: "How about brother, come to my Painted Skin Peak as a guest?"

"I will serve you as my master, and wait for you to be promoted to a celestial being in the future and achieve the great cause of the ancient god ancestor."

"At that time, you and I will be a couple of gods, wouldn't it be happy?"

There was also an illusion around this woman, covering all directions, with shadows, forming a world.

In this world, scholars, court, constables, merchants, farmers... all kinds of human fireworks, it seems that everyone is her, and it seems that everyone is not her, it is very strange.

"Middle stage of Hedao."

Jiang Ding smiled slightly.

"Senior Painted Skin, I will give you three moves."

"These three moves will not change."

"If you can survive these three moves... I will praise you and then give you another sword."

"Oh?"

Painted Skin God was slightly stunned.

"The only difference is that Painted Skin Peak will be recognized as valuable. After all the guilty monks are executed, Painted Skin Peak will become one of the secondary civilizations of the immortal gate, and the ranking will be higher because you have proved its value."

"What do you think?"

Jiang Ding explained seriously.

"Three moves?"

"This is too funny, brother."

Painted Skin God showed a funny look: "Little brother, if you are promoted to the Dao in the future, it may be possible, but now? You should go back to Painted Skin Peak with me, I will treat you well..."

Buzz!

The terrifying sword soul will descended.

This sword soul will is overbearing, destroying, destroying the law, destroying everything, suppressing the world, covering the entire starry sky, and no place can be exempted.

"This..."

The Painted Skin God couldn't laugh anymore.

She felt cold in her heart and turned to flee decisively.

In an instant, the illusionary world around her collapsed, and billions of creatures, merchants, farmers, emperors, constables, vendors... and so on, all came alive and fled in all directions, surging like a tide, as if everyone was the Painted Skin God, and it seemed that everyone was.

In fact, this is the truth.

This is the supreme secret method of the Painted Skin Peak of the Demon God Sect, the Hundred Lifetimes Reincarnation Escape Technique. As long as one phantom escapes, the Painted Skin God will be able to escape in the end. Although the mana cultivation will inevitably drop greatly, it will definitely recover after thousands of years. It is a first-class escape secret technique.

Even a peak cultivator of the Hedao may not be able to kill her.

Clang!

Between the realms, the sound of swords can be heard.

Jiang Ding stood in the world of six paths of reincarnation.

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He looked at the countless figures in the starry sky, and slashed out a sword at random. With one sword shot, the sun rose in the east. After six reincarnations, three times and eighteen levels of acceleration, it turned into twelve thousand two hundred and eighty golden flying swords, forming a sword of light. Array comes to the world.

Twelve thousand, two hundred and eighty flying swords shuttled vertically and horizontally, slashing out hundreds of swords, thousands and tens of thousands of swords at the same time in an instant.

The sword energy was flowing freely, and the pressure of the sword of destruction filled the entire starry sky.

"ah!"

"Excuse me, I'm just a scholar..."

"Please beg the immortal..."

Under the light of countless swords, one after another figures appeared vividly, as if they had fresh lives. Only the blood was scattered, the limbs were broken, and in the blink of an eye, all the figures in the entire area were swept away and destroyed.

There are billions of figures, no matter where they are, no matter what escape technique they use, not a single one can escape.

"The first sword."

Jiang Ding said calmly.

After billions of phantoms died, in an instant, endless black energy rose in the realm, turning into billions of ghosts and roaring with curses, making billions of sentient beings cry, wail, and resent.

"Why did you kill me?"

"My whole family..."

"Kill you, kill you..."

This is the cursed ghost!

They instantly penetrated the space, penetrated the rules, penetrated the protection of the sword energy and magic weapon, and had extremely strong penetrating properties. They instantly appeared in Jiang Ding's sword soul and gnawed at all the souls crazily.

Keng!

In the Materialist Sun Sword Soul, the sun shines brightly!

The scorching, destructive, law-killing sword light illuminates the entire sea of ​​​​consciousness, destroying all living creatures, no matter how resentful, no matter how hateful, they are all washed away and turned into powder, extremely fragile and unable to resist at all.

This divine soul attack is too fragile for the sword cultivator, and there is no suspense.

"The second sword."

Jiang Ding said calmly.

His gaze penetrated tens of thousands of kilometers of galaxies and landed in a deep space that he tried his best to avoid and hide his breath. His gaze was like the rays of the sun, shining clearly, revealing the figure of an enchanting female cultivator.

"stop!"

"Sword, no, Your Highness the Sword Master, spare your life..."

The Painted Skin God's face turned pale, and he was extremely frightened, and begged: "I am willing to surrender, willing to be a slave, willing to obey your will, and build for you a great sect that surpasses the ancient Shinto..."

"Please, Sword Master..."

She made many compromises for her life.

It's a pity that she was not born in the Nine Spirit Realm, otherwise she would not waste such time.

Keng!

The sun rises in the east, and after six reincarnations, it turns into a twisted golden dotted line, which is the prototype of the Gold-Destroying Sword. It is the swordsmanship that has been around for the longest time in the life of the sword owner.

This golden sword light cut through an illusory skin-film magic weapon and disappeared from the waist of the Painted Skin God Lord.

"The third sword."

Jiang Ding said quietly.

The beautiful face of the Painted Skin God implored was stiff.

Immediately, a golden sword light emerged from her waist, cutting her in half. The flesh and blood inside her body turned to ashes, and her soul was extinguished.

Only a tough humanoid skin remains.

It drifts with the wind of the netherworld.