Chapter 193: One Hundred Thousand Mortals for a Foundation Establishment

After a few breaths, Jiang Ding arrived at the front of the train.

The doors he passed along the way opened one after another automatically, without causing him any obstacles.

"Is it student Jiang Ding? Are you sure you can solve the Foundation Establishment cultivator in front? Or should we just stop and wait for support? There is no way to avoid the property damage and casualties caused."

A bearded train conductor was already waiting, looking a bit nervous.

This uncle, who looked very busy, was a mid-stage Qi Refining cultivator and probably didn't have time to pay attention to other things, so naturally, he wouldn't know any top graduate of the college entrance exam, which happened every year in the Immortal Sect.

"Hmm, sir, it's possible."

Jiang Ding nodded lightly.

Clang!

An azure sword light flashed and disappeared, flying out from the pre-reserved exit. The sword speed increased significantly at the start, giving people the feeling of riding a horse and playing with a big gun.

The sword shadow flashed and disappeared, vanishing from sight.

"Why do Foundation Establishment cultivators enter occasionally?"

Jiang Ding asked the Central Array Spirit Computer with his spiritual sense, feeling uneasy about this.

Encountering a Foundation Establishment cultivator, he had a high probability of being able to flee, but his mother and other family members would basically die upon meeting.

"... The boundary defense array has fish that slipped through the net, and the destruction sequence has a priority. Please don't worry about your safety..."

"Understood."

Having experienced many trials, Jiang Ding also understood war a little, and immediately understood.

The Immortal Sect has the ability to kill all invading Foundation Establishment cultivators in advance, but this requires mobilizing Jin Dan combat power or regular troops.

Once is fine, but once it happens many times, if the enemy sees the flaw,

Any Xuanwu Heavenly Palace Foundation Establishment cultivator can lure away the Immortal Sect's Jin Dan and a large number of regular troops. If they send a few more Foundation Establishment cultivators, the entire defense system will fall apart, and nothing will remain.

If a thief enters the house, the police and civilian forces can handle it.

Because of the delay in power projection, causing some casualties is unavoidable.

War is like this.

The train's speed kept slowing down, and it was in the wilderness, without any trace of station buildings.

"Attendant! What happened?"

The crowd, who were chatting happily, changed their expressions and asked hurriedly.

"Encountered Xuanwu Heavenly Palace cultivators ahead... Please passengers don't panic, maintain composure, wait for the police to solve it... be prepared for self-defense..."

The train broadcasted repeatedly, making all passengers panic.

"Boundary-breaking cultivator!"

The girls gathered around chatting quickly leaned towards the brown-skinned boy from Zijin University.

Other passengers were the same; any Daoist department prospective college student probably possessed combat power far exceeding others.

"Student, can you protect us?"

Many good-looking girls requested.

"I'll try my best."

The brown-skinned boy's face turned pale.

The Xuanwu Heavenly Palace boundary-breaking cultivator is definitely Foundation Establishment. What can he, a mid-stage Qi Refining little cultivator, use to protect them?

Near the railway,

The space was hazy, and an old man with gray hair, a face full of wrinkles, and a decaying aura walked out of it.

"The mother world of the Eastern Ji Dongji Mo Men, a place longed for by countless high-level cultivators. I didn't expect that I, a Foundation Establishment cultivator, would successfully arrive here at the end of my life."

"It's really God's will."

The old man leaned on a copper dragon-headed staff, looked at the wilderness, and sighed.

He scanned the surroundings with his spiritual sense, turned into a light of escape, and flew towards a train thousands of meters away where the human aura was the heaviest.

"God bless, let me kill one hundred thousand Dongji Mo Men mortal thieves, and the Upper Sect will bestow me, the Wang family, a Foundation Establishment elixir, so that the family of the Qingzhu Mountain Wang family can continue..."

Three thousand meters, two thousand meters...

Many sharp-eyed passengers could even see the light of escape on the horizon, flying over without any cover, the murderous intent cold and chilling.

Any Xuanwu Heavenly Palace cultivator knows that you shouldn't dream of doing any concealment or hiding in the mother star of the Eastern Ji Dongji Mo Men; it's useless.

"927 people... 62 Qi Refining cultivators... come 11 or 12 more times, and the Qingzhu Wang family will be able to stand again..."

Cold, sharp light flashed in the eyes of the withered old man, his lips moved slightly, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth within a radius of a mile became restless, turning into hundreds or thousands of dark red fireballs the size of a thumb.

Clang!

A trembling sound in the air, an azure flying sword that was hazy in spiritual sense descended at this time, passing through the pile of thumb-sized fireballs, and the group of fireballs collapsed.

"Mid-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator?"

Without continuing the attack, the azure flying sword hovered not far from the old man, vibrating the air to make a sound.

"Mortal? Martial artist?"

The withered old man's expression was shocked, looking at a place that seemed empty.

The moment the sword sound appeared, it suddenly revealed itself within the scanning range of the spiritual sense. It was a youth whose figure was hazy and could not be seen clearly even under the spiritual sense.

"You are looking for death!"

The destruction attack of the Eastern Ji Dongji Mo Men was coming at any time, but the decaying old man had no time to delay, and a cold, sharp look flashed by.

"Go!"

He pointed his copper dragon-headed staff, and majestic magic power poured into it.

Roar!

The copper dragon-headed staff twisted and grew, and in an instant, it turned into several feet in size. The copper-colored scales, sharp claws, and copper eyes were clearly visible, like a living thing, roaring, opening its sharp teeth, and pouncing on the youth not far away.

Top-grade magic tool, Copper Dragon Staff!

The famous magic tool of the ancestor of the Qingzhu Mountain Wang family, which had shaken the area for more than a hundred years, and the number of Foundation Establishment cultivators beaten to death under the staff exceeded two palms!

Swish!

The azure flying sword was fearless, turned into a stream of light, and pierced into the copper dragon's mouth. Sword Qi and light spilled, clanging in the sharp copper teeth that opened and closed.

From time to time, terrifying sparks splashed out from the mouth, melting a deep pit on the ground, and the magma was clearly visible.

It was clearly visible that the azure flying sword was no match for the copper dragon. The spiritual light on the sword dimmed rapidly, and it could only support a few more breaths before being completely defeated.

"You are clearly just a mortal!"

The decaying old man said with some shock and anger. His soul was trembling uncontrollably, clearly telling him that something terrifying was about to happen, and his life was about to come to an end.

"Good! A mortal can contend with Foundation Establishment, you must be a genius of the Eastern Ji Dongji Mo Men, not comparable to mere one hundred thousand mortals."

"Since I am bound to die, it is worth it to die with someone like you!"

A fierce look flashed in the decaying old man's eyes, his face was flushed, his body was swaying, and even the copper dragon that was fighting was dimmed a lot, and he was freed by the flying sword.

He had actually used all his remaining essence and blood!

"Soul-Splitting Thorn!"

The decaying old man shouted sharply.

A transparent blood thorn phantom passed through the distance of more than a thousand meters in an instant.

An old cultivator whose life was coming to an end had nothing, but his life experience was extremely rich, and even the most extreme soul-attacking magic spells could be practiced to perfection.

He had consumed almost all his essence and blood, and he had full confidence that even a late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator would be seriously injured and dying if they were not careful!

Not to mention a mere mortal!

"Ah!"

The decaying old man screamed, his body swaying, and his magic power out of control.

The Soul-Splitting Thorn pierced into the other party's sea of consciousness, but it was like crashing into an azure sun. The endless heat and sharpness, combined with the Soul-Splitting Thorn carrying part of the soul attack, were instantly burned to nothing.

Swish!

Taking this opportunity, the azure flying sword got rid of the Copper Dragon Staff, flashed, and pierced through his shield.

"Not good!"

The decaying old man erupted with all his magic power, barely dodging, leaving a deep bone-deep wound on his face, with countless dense sword Qi surging inside, destroying crazily.

"My Dao path..."

He was about to do something else, but a miserable look appeared on his face.

Swish swish swish!

In the sky, hundreds of missiles arrived, blowing him into countless flesh and blood fragments.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 194 =====