Chapter 167: Eastern Pole Demonic Sect

Barren Copper Minor Realm.

Western Desert.

Between the vast yellow sands, a youth with bronze skin and distinct edges sat quietly, his mountain-like aura spreading for several kilometers, smoothing the folds of the yellow sand on the earth and eliminating the storms that had existed for unknown years.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes, revealing shock.

Boom!

Separated by unknown tens of thousands of miles, scorching light spread, and the sky and the realm wall were forcibly blasted out of four holes with a radius of a hundred miles, setting off a heaven and earth spiritual energy riot that affected the entire world, shaking the earth and mountains, changing the course of rivers, and overturning lakes.

At this moment, any cultivator who was in cultivation, without prior perception, would immediately fall into qi deviation and serious injury.

In the holes, faint projection white light permeated, and one could vaguely see steel torrents constantly falling from them.

"Eastern Pole Demonic Sect..."

The bronze-skinned youth had coldness in his eyes.

Hum!

The dantian vibrated slightly, and a six-legged golden tripod the size of a fist flew out, filled with Vajra and immortal light, projecting the figures of eight Daoists.

Their clothing was different, but none were not at the peak of Foundation Establishment, their soul auras pure and vast, not old cultivators who had barely broken through to this realm.

Xuanwu Heavenly Palace core true disciples!

In the seventy-two halls of the Xuanwu Heavenly Palace, each hall had only one core true disciple, the Nascent Soul seeds of the future.

Among the dozens of Xuanwu Heavenly Palace minor realms, the four Foundation Establishment cultivators with the strongest strength and highest potential.

A mere Barren Copper Minor Realm Western Desert was guarded by one.

"Paying respects to Candidate Daoist Xia Hou Ding!"

The eight people respectfully bowed and saluted.

Xuanwu Heavenly Palace, starting from the Foundation Establishment Realm, each realm would have one person with the title of Xuanwu Daoist. Apart from this, there would be three candidate Daoists who were not inferior.

Among the dozens of Xuanwu Heavenly Palace minor realms, the four Foundation Establishment cultivators with the strongest strength and highest potential.

"Go, light up the cultivators under your command."

Xia Hou Ding's voice was low: "The Eastern Pole Demonic Sect is strong in attack and weak in defense. Relying on arrays to wait for them to come to the door is a stupid move. When they are not yet stable, kill them all!"

"Yes!"

The eight core true disciples obeyed respectfully.

The wind whistled.

Airflow whistled past.

"Damn! The damn exam question teacher of the director department!"

"Giving birth to a son..."

Jiang Ding opened his eyes, and what he heard was the cursing of many classmates, the language was incomparably fragrant.

At this moment, he was at an altitude of several thousand meters, carrying a parachute and falling rapidly!

All around, left and right, there were classmates hanging parachutes, armored vehicles, trucks, tanks, supplies, etc., densely packed with people, with intervals ranging from tens of meters to a hundred meters.

"I am a Primordial martial artist! Primordial martial artist!"

"I can't fly!"

Jiang Ding also shouted "Damn."

This was not the key, the parachute was fine, with his martial dao quality, even if he had never been in contact with skydiving, he could learn it by recalling it slightly.

The key was that someone seemed to be flying up from below!

Quite a lot, just this small area had hundreds of people, all of whom were cultivators above Qi Condensation who could fly.

"Hehe! Brothers! Should be companions coming to welcome me?"

Someone said with a hint of hope.

Jiang Ding instinctively touched the flying sword, fortunately, the sword body trembled slightly, responding to him.

In addition, after a slight check, the reconnaissance camouflage on his body and the anti-material sniper rifle behind his back were all there, with over a hundred rounds of ammunition wrapped around his waist.

He picked up the gun and opened the scope.

"Daoist robe, with a water-colored sword-shaped sect logo... hmm, earth-brown pattern bottom of Xuanwu Heavenly Palace."

These people were extremely cunning, the formation was extremely loose, and they only showed their figures at the beginning.

After discovering the Immortal Sect cultivators, they quickly cast optical invisibility spells and disappeared, with extremely high combat quality, without the slightest stupidity of foreign cultivators.

"Trouble."

Da da da...

Jokes aside, the moment these people appeared, I don't know how many classmates lifted heavy machine guns in the sky and fired, dense bullet curtains forming a net, shooting toward the places where those cultivators had appeared.

Boom!

Jiang Ding also fired an anti-material sniper rifle bullet.

The effect was not good.

The shooting offset in the air was quite large, at least several hundred meters away from the target point, without any accuracy at all.

It was the dense shooting of many classmates that had some effect. Blood flowers bloomed in the seemingly empty sky, and daoist robe fragments and flesh and blood exploded together.

At least a dozen Xuanwu Heavenly Palace late-stage Qi Condensation cultivators died at the same time.

In a short time, some classmates had already landed one step ahead, approaching the ground within a thousand meters, which was the highest distance that ordinary late-stage Qi Condensation cultivators could fly.

Swish!

Transparent ripples, between optical invisibility spells, streaks of water-colored flying swords appeared in the air, instantly killing the classmates who were approaching.

"Casualty hundred-meter range!"

"Covering fire!"

Someone roared in the regional communication channel.

Da da da...

Thousands of classmates in this area heard the order and fired at this area, with very poor results.

Parachute shooting in the air was extremely difficult for Jiang Ding, a Primordial martial artist, and even more so for them. The distance between aiming and actually hitting was too far, no different from random shooting.

On the contrary, many classmates in the front were accidentally killed, becoming a cloud of blood mist without a sound.

Swish swish swish!

Taking this opportunity, streaks of water-colored sword light intertwined, harvesting the lives of Immortal Sect classmates like a slaughter machine, flesh and blood simply falling to the ground like raindrops, staining the ground red.

Qi Condensation classmates had no good way, and tank firing in the air had no effect either.

"Stop!"

"Use internal power to make a film to delay the landing speed!"

Jiang Ding stirred with true qi, cut the parachute rope, and used true qi as a driving force to accelerate toward the ground, saying coldly in the communication channel.

The slight sword intent hidden in the voice made many people shudder, subconsciously attaching importance to it, and immediately discovered the name of the person who spoke, revealing a look of ecstasy.

"Damn!"

"Great Sun Sword Son! Brothers! Run! Let this guy go first!"

The Immortal Sect classmates reacted immediately, internal power surged along the meridians, turned into a film, and delayed the speed.

They were just panicked under the attack, otherwise they would have thought of this method long ago.

As for those without internal power and magic power, they could only ask for help from classmates around them with spare energy.

If there were none around, then wait for death.

People within several kilometers were staring at Jiang Ding, who was falling rapidly.

As for those outside this range, they were naturally accelerating their landing, deploying combat formations and combat weapons in the shortest time.

Within a few breaths, Jiang Ding reached an altitude of one thousand meters above the ground.

He was still adaptable, Primordial true qi turned into gliding wings on his back, and he could change direction by a small margin from time to time, more flexible than on the ground.

"Martial brother, daring to be so prominent, this person is not normal."

"Be careful."

At the level of seven or eight hundred meters, many late-stage Qi Condensation cultivators who had cast invisibility spells looked solemn and transmitted sound to a peak Qi Condensation cultivator with sword-like eyebrows and star-like eyes.

"As long as it's not a Foundation Establishment cultivator, what if it's not normal..."

The youth with sword-like eyebrows and star-like eyes sneered.

Then he saw,

An azure flying sword flew out from beside the sword master, instantly crossing seven or eight hundred meters, almost ten times the spiritual sense limit distance of a peak Qi Condensation cultivator.

With one sword, more than a dozen late-stage Qi Condensation cultivators were killed.

"Foundation Establishment sword cultivator!"

The youth with sword-like eyebrows and star-like eyes screamed, his fighting spirit gone, and he fled outward frantically by exploding his essence and blood.

Three updates today, will resume tomorrow.

The editor said it's better to change the name. "Immortal Dao Like a Dragon," "Technology Cultivation Guide," "Like a Dragon," "Heavenly Work Picture Record," "Immortal Sect," which one do you think is better?

Or are there any other names?

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