Chapter 808 Da Ri Jian Zi's Fate of Killing Cannot Be Escaped

A battle breaks out outside the realm!

It didn't take long for the smoke cloud from the explosion of the top-level forbidden nuclear weapon to appear in the galaxy. It was as bright as the blazing sun, and the mushroom cloud rose into the sky, destroying the phantom of the world.

The radiation smoke and dust from the soulless universe fills the entire battlefield. It is difficult to eliminate the magic, destroy the magic, and break the magic quickly no matter what methods the immortal cultivators use.

It can only be allowed to spread into the starry sky of the universe. The use of any spell, field, or magic weapon will create a strong sense of stagnation and the power will be greatly reduced.

In contrast, the main cannon of Xianmen's Starry Sky Fortress is still unhurried, bombarding continuously at a fixed frequency. The light beams of the fortress's main cannon form fences all over the starry sky, forming a formation to block the most dangerous and dangerous ones. The eight terrifying Void Refining Powers, even if they break through one and generate another, it is difficult to get close.

Occasionally, the Void Refining Power actually breaks through the blockade of the fortress's main artillery group. In an instant, countless taboo nuclear weapons rise up, and countless mushroom clouds swamp it, forcing it to retreat.

In fact, the Xianmen's fleet seems to be very close at hand and extremely fragile. It can be destroyed by raising a hand and broken into a pile of scrap metal.

But in fact, that seemingly close distance is separated by countless space faults. If it is just a simple flight, a great master of void refining may not be able to fly there in several months.

Only by constantly breaking through and tearing apart the layers of space can we finally reach the true location of the fleet.

This method was within the expectations of the eight powerful men.

They worked steadily, while doing a good job in protecting the power of the Xuanwu Heavenly Palace to prevent the Xianmen fleet from suddenly attacking him and causing a death crisis. At the same time, they slowly dismantled and destroyed the space spells around the Xianmen fleet, advancing little by little, with extreme rationality. Extreme patience.

This is exactly the coalition's tactics that have been proven many times in the history of the Star Territory. They rely on the absolute advantage of numbers and force, fight steadily, and advance slowly, without making any ingenious tactics.

Without orderly command authority, strict military law, and a united will, doing this is asking for death.

Explosions continued to occur in the starry sky, and forbidden nuclear weapons rose and fell like the blazing sun.

From time to time, battleships were broken into pieces, and powerful forces used their heaven-reaching means and spells to crush a large number of fleets into pieces through countless space barriers.

At the same time, the main gun salvo of the Xianmen Naval Cannon Fortress was dodged by Lianxu Great Master, and landed on the bloated Lianxu Taoist soldiers and military formations. A large number of Xianzong monks did not even have time to scream, and they were already fighting with the hordes. The giant trees, palaces, and corpse-refining giants were reduced to ashes.

The battle of refining the power of the void is cruel and terrifying, and the monks who transform themselves into gods have no choice but to live or die on such a battlefield.

These are the first sights.

In the end, dozens of world shadows were completely entangled with the world shadow of the Immortal Sect's military formation. That kind of power that lower-level monks could not observe with their naked eyes, spiritual consciousness, or any means permeated the world shadows. The whole world turned into a vast expanse of white.

All lower-level monks, without equal power to protect them, would be completely blind or deaf in a battlefield of this level. It would be a luxury to even have a soul to move, let alone participate in it.

It's like, worlds are colliding!

The Void Refining Masters fought for each other bit by bit. Every space and every area was the target of repeated fights between the two sides. They were like seasoned hunters with terrifying patience.

By this time, Jiang Ding could no longer judge the situation on the battlefield. This level was too far away from him.

Just relying on the Daozi-level keen soul, I could vaguely feel that the Eight Immortal Sects implemented a very correct strategy, proceeding steadily, never taking risks, and advancing step by step.

If the situation continues to develop like this, the Immortal Sect will be like a lion being hunted with spears. It can pose a life and death threat to two or three people, but if it is hunted by more people with spears, it can only retreat step by step.

Until he hits a blind corner and is killed without any resistance, he can't even cause many casualties to the hunter.

"Practice..."

Jiang Ding was worried and worried a lot, but he gradually got rid of distracting thoughts.

He sat cross-legged on this extremely terrifying battlefield, where monks who transformed themselves into gods fell frequently, and powerful masters of void refining were bleeding, quietly inhaling the aura of heaven and earth and the divine light of the sun, which had been filtered out of harmful substances in the universe.

This has been the case over the years.

The war slowed down his cultivation a little, but not too much. He just relied on these spare time to accumulate mana bit by bit, improve his cultivation, and keep getting closer to the peak of the golden elixir.

There was a lot of disturbance from the outside world, but it had nothing to do with him for the moment.

He devoted himself to training, inhaling the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and the essence of the sun, turning it into mana accumulation. From time to time, he refined the Taiqing Flying Sword, used his sword intention and spiritual consciousness, and added No. 10 synthetic Geng Gold and Fierce Yang Spirit Iron, bit by bit. The body of the sword is engraved with the Great Sun God's Forbidden Rules to enhance your own flying sword.

Today, nearly fifty years have passed, and a lot of crimson color has accumulated unknowingly in the inner lake, which is occasionally revealed to the outside, blooming with wild and chaotic killing intent.

This is the inherent flaw in the inheritance of the Great Sun Sword Pavilion after Yue Mai was killed!

Can't get rid of it, can't be eliminated.

This is also an important reason why the Great Sun Sword Cultivator works tirelessly to find strong men to kill without distinguishing between friend and foe, or whether he has any grudges.

The weak are not good enough, no matter how many they are, they are useless.

Just like Jiang Ding, after all these years, Zhong Yuanzi and the Ten Kings have never met an opponent worthy of a fight.

Many of them, such as the inner gate golden elixir of Xuanwu Heavenly Palace and the core golden elixir, are called geniuses in a country and a small world, heroes who are rare to see in hundreds of years.

But when he really came into contact with it, faced it, and was under the sword, he couldn't even withstand the sword energy naturally emitted by the Taiqing Flying Sword, and his soul was instantly destroyed.

This kind of cultivator can't even reduce the manic killing intent accumulated during the Taiqing Flying Sword's sacrifice. Instead, he became more and more bored, full of killing intent, and more eager to meet an opponent like Chong Yuanzi again.

This is an unsolvable problem.

The inheritance of the Great Sun Sword Pavilion is based on this defect as the core.

It can even be said that if there is a great talent to make up for this defect, the inheritance of the Great Sun Sword Pavilion will instantly fall to a level, becoming the Sun and Moon Sword Pavilion, becoming the same level as the Moon Vein and the Eight Immortal Sects, and losing the indestructible, life-and-death sword edge.

The fighting in the Lianxu battlefield has never stopped.

Unknowingly,

Another three years have passed.

Under the Sun God Tree, the young man practiced selflessly, and the blue-gold flying sword in front of him shone brightly, and the whole body was red. Under the concentration of the sun light and the Sun Yan crystal flame, it became a critical state.

The divine consciousness and sword will used the scorching sun spirit iron, the No. 10 synthetic Gengjin, and the pile of uranium 235 as ink to engrave the Great Sun Restriction in the Taiqing Flying Sword bit by bit.

Today, there are already eleven Great Sun Tiangang Restrictions shining brightly, with the spirituality of the Great Sun, and the shape is like a planet composed of the Great Sun runes, spontaneously absorbing and exhaling the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and the essence of the Great Sun.

They move in a circular orbit in the Taiqing Flying Sword like stars, and every slight change affects the changes in the world outside.

At this time, Jiang Ding is drawing the twelfth Great Sun Tiangang Restriction one stroke after another.

With each stroke,

the breath of the Taiqing Flying Sword is strengthened, the sword body is buzzing, and the edge of the sword is continuously rising.

It is not far from the completion of the twelfth Great Sun Tiangang Divine Restriction, and the Taiqing Flying Sword is promoted to a high-grade infant treasure.