A swarm of heavy artillery bombarded the cultivators

Jiang Ding did not panic or do any useless work, his expression was calm.

Keep reading and gather available intelligence.

"here……"

Jiang Ding sighed softly and focused on the memory of Master Yu Ling, during a night banquet in the Blood Slaughter Palace.

Before this night banquet, Master Tian Kuang had already obtained the support of the ancestors of Baigui in the middle stage of the Golden Elixir and the ancestors of Duzheng in the early stage of the Golden Elixir, and secretly sneaked into the Blood Slaughter Hall.

In addition, with the identity of the Sect and the secret door of the skills left behind, he successfully regained the blood ancestor Mu Tianxue, a late-stage Jindan monk, and made him surrender.

The five golden elixir monks sat opposite each other. It was obvious that their realms were on par or even exceeded, but the three blood-slaying golden elixirs were like servants, busy refilling the wine for the two Six Paths Sect golden elixirs, and kept laughing in agreement.

The two occasionally spoke a word and listened carefully.

"Fellow Taoist Huixue, sit here."

Master Tian Kuang was a big man with a beard on his face. He held Mu Tianxue in his arms and took a deep breath, as if he was picking up a maid. He was not a late-stage Jindan at the same level as himself. monk.

Here, Master Yuling showed no unexpected emotions. In the Six Paths Sect, this was an ordinary thing.

"Messenger of the Sect, please respect yourself!"

But they saw Mu Tianxue, who looked like a girl wearing a white dress with skin as white as snow, with a cold expression and a faint flash of blood. She suddenly broke free, and a little bit of murderous intent spread.

The atmosphere of the night banquet instantly turned cold.

"you……"

Master Tian Kuang was shocked and seemed to be caught off guard by this reaction. He looked extremely annoyed, but said nothing.

After taking a few breaths, he straightened his position and apologized to Mu Tianxue.

The night party returned to normal.

"Oh haha."

"This Master Tian Kuang has murderous intentions. I wonder if Mu Tianxue has noticed it."

Jiang Ding chuckled.

In the memory of Master Yu Ling, even if they are both Jindan monks, the six surnames of the Six Paths are completely different from other surnames. The former naturally has the status of master and is like a slave to the same level of Jindan.

People at the same level with the surname Jin Dan also recognized and adapted to this rule.

Those who disapproved of it would have died long ago. The monks with other surnames did not have a Nascent Soul. This was the original sin. Over the years, all the monks in Beiyuan had become accustomed to it and did not feel uncomfortable.

As the strongest person in the Three Kingdoms, Mu Tianxue, who has been the proud daughter of heaven since she was a child, seems to have no habit.

Refusing a hug is not a big deal.

This kind of unruliness and disobedience shown invisibly is a serious problem for the master, and he will not let it go. In many cases, he would rather treat a friend than a domestic slave.

"But, not necessarily."

Jiang Ding fell into deep thought: "If Mu Tianxue is timid, he can still make up for it. Women have a natural advantage in this regard. A late-stage Jindan monk can be considered a precious bargaining chip."

"No matter what, it's hard for me to change this outcome now."

"There is no point in ambush the Red Flame Fox King anymore. Go back, collect the A-25, lurk, and make plans again. However, I am not ready to leave this area at this time and run to a high-risk area where Nascent Soul is infested. .”

Shaked his head.

Jiang Ding hid his figure, flew into the hidden cave below, activated the teleportation array, and disappeared.

After teleporting more than a dozen times in succession and repeatedly confirming safety, the figure of a young man in green appeared on the teleportation array of the Lanshan Spirit Mine. With a sweep of his consciousness, he saw that several Seven Feather Sect foundations were still there, as were other disciples and miners. , with no signs of collapse.

"Has Master Tian Kuang not started yet?"

Jiang Ding's heart moved, and he felt that something could be saved. He took out the Qiyu Sect's jade slip from the storage gold pendant of A-25, intending to warn him.

Buzz!

As soon as the messenger jade slip left the storage gold pendant, it buzzed non-stop, and the aura kept flashing rapidly.

"It seems it's too late."

Jiang Ding sighed, and his spiritual consciousness poured into it.

It was sent directly by Li Qingyun, no longer pretending to be in the hands of the maid, Xia Tu, looking extremely anxious.

"...junior uncle, the bloody battlefield sect and the Tushan Demon Kingdom have failed,"

"We have been attacking the gate of the Blood Slaughter Hall for many days. After more than half of our mana was depleted and the formation was about to collapse, a strange late-stage Jindan monk suddenly appeared. He had great mana and the leader of the Red Flame Kingdom was seriously injured in an instant..."

"...The unfamiliar late-stage Jindan monk has a very high status. The three Jindan monks in the Blood Slaughter Hall are all extremely respectful. He is extremely interested in the late-stage Jindan Lord of the Red Flame Kingdom and ordered most of the people to besiege him and try to Catch alive..."

"...Master and Ancestor Zhou were lucky enough to escape with serious injuries, and Ancestor Zhou Kunlong died in battle..."

"... Junior uncle, hide well. The sect is in danger this time. It has not encountered such a situation in three thousand years. The inheritance seeds in the sect have been scattered. The same is true for your maids. Be sure not to return to the mountain gate."

This was more than a month ago.

Due to the distance of tens of thousands of kilometers, the A-25 did not contact the owner and did not inform him.

"...Three golden elixir monks including Mu Tianxue from the Blood Slaughter Hall, a strange late-stage golden elixir monk, and the Red Flame Demon King who had been subdued by him all besieged the mountain gate at the same time.

The three late-stage Jindan monks were defeated by the sect's formation and were breached. All the disciples in the sect died at the hands of the demonic thieves..."

"...Master and Ancestor Zhou hid outside to heal their injuries and survived..."

"Little Master Uncle, please hide yourself and don't show your face no matter what. If you have the ability in the future, please remember to restore the sect and avenge all the disciples."

Finally, Li Qingyun wrote such a paragraph. There were strong emotional fluctuations in the text. It seemed that he could not see hope and was crying bitterly, unable to restrain himself.

"That's the case after all."

Jiang Ding shook his head, casually threw the golden pendant to A-25, stepped into the teleportation array and disappeared.

"Take care of your tail."

In a flash of white light, his figure appeared in the teleportation formation under the pool, but he planned not to go out again until his strength improved further.

Within 10,000 kilometers, it is the control range of the A-25.

Jiang Ding closed his eyes and practiced, and a ray of consciousness placed in the core of A-25 was activated.

In the Lanshan Spiritual Mine, a young man in green clothes closed his eyes and opened them again. There was a subtle warmth in his eyes that could not be seen without careful observation.

"Come here."

Jiang Ding's spiritual thoughts came out and fell into the ears of the two foundation-building monks.

Li Mingda and the other two foundation-building monks stirred up their spirits, put down their training and inspections, and quickly arrived at the core of the formation shrouded in white mist, with a look of fear on their faces.

It seemed that he had heard some rumors and carried all his wealth with him.

"It's good that you're prepared too."

Jiang Ding nodded and gave them a copy of the letter Li Qingyun sent to him.

"The sect is dead?"

After Li Mingda finished reading, his face turned pale, and he looked at the young man in Tsing Yi in front of him as if looking for a life-saving straw.

"That's it."

Jiang Ding casually waved his hand and handed him 20,000 low-grade spiritual stones and three captured quasi-third-level talismans, one for escape, one for attack, and one for defense.

Another foundation builder was rewarded with three thousand low-grade spiritual stones.

"Leave, tell the disciples and absentees about the situation, and let them go or stay. I will reward them with ores and other things. They can take away as much as they can."

"I'm going to run for my life too. Fellow Taoists, I wish you a smooth and safe journey."

A gentle force pushed away the hesitant Li Mingda and drove them out of the core of the formation.

The two looked at each other, gathered the disciples and absentees, and gave a brief talk. Regardless of their reactions, they each turned into a ray of light and flew in two different directions, hiding their bodies and disappearing.

At Jiang Ding's place, streaks of silver-white metal sword energy were slashed out, cutting the teleportation array into powder and putting it into a storage bag.

It can be disassembled and reused, but it is not necessary and poses a safety hazard.

"The main body can hide in a completely safe place, but I don't have this life."

Jiang Ding said to himself: "Find a place where casual cultivators gather, or a place where monks occasionally appear, hide and avoid, and try to collect information about the world of immortality as much as possible, so as not to know nothing about the outside world."

The tip of his toes turned into a streak of silvery white light, and the light and shadow of his body changed, becoming transparent and hazy before disappearing.