Chapter 228: Old Man Explodes Big Gold Coins

No concealment or testing.

Immortal Sect cultivators should be like this, locking onto the target, erupting all firepower in an instant!

Boom!

The deep blue sun rose into the sky.

Within a thousand-meter radius, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth stiffened slightly, strands of Yin-sharp shrieks ready to go were blocked in the ghosts' throats, and the Ten Thousand Ghost Formation appeared in huge chaos in an instant.

Breaking the law!

Destroying the law!

Prohibiting the law!

Terrifying auras permeated, many Yin ghosts foresaw destruction, struggling and screaming crazily, breaking away from the formation and fleeing in all directions.

"What is this again?!!"

Hundred Bai Gui Laozu looked in fear at the deep blue sun rising from below, strands of golden patterns like death chains, tightly choking his throat, unable to breathe.

"The Caitou's fireworks."

Jiang Ding smiled coldly.

"The Old Ancestor doesn't believe it! You are only a mere Qi Condensation, this must be an illusion!"

Hundred Bai Gui Laozu gritted his teeth.

The pitch-black banner a zhang high fluttered, using supreme control to forcibly suppress the fear and chaos of the ten thousand ghosts, the Tier 2 Ten Thousand Ghost Formation that had been carefully arranged in advance stabilized again.

"Kill!"

He spat out a mouthful of Foundation Establishment origin containing strands of gold, merging into the pitch-black banner!

Roar!

Ten thousand ghosts struggled, resisted, but under the control of terrifying will, roared toward the sky, Yin ghost origins burning, bodies turning into ripples of ashes.

Strands of pure Yin Qi flew out, merging into the banner.

Roar, roar!

The nine great ghost generals struggled even more violently, strands of formation patterns appearing, chaotic, almost breaking away from the restrictions, but under the suppression of a strand of Foundation Establishment origin, they stiffened, their bodies turning into ashes, strands of Yin Qi origin a hundred times larger lunging into the banner.

Nine strands, a hundred strands, a thousand strands, ten thousand strands!

Ripples of ashes fell, the aura of ten thousand ghosts suddenly dissipated.

Only the pitch-black banner in the sky grew constantly in an instant, turning into over ten zhang in size, violent and cold ghost Qi covering the sky and earth, capable of instantly freezing all Qi Condensation cultivators within a thousand-meter range.

Even the endless death omen brought by the deep blue sun was covered up a little.

"Ten Thousand Ghost Slash!"

Hundred Bai Gui Laozu roared, holding the ten-plus-zhang-high banner with both hands, like a giant descended from the underworld, rolling up the sky-filling cold ghost Qi, turning into a pure black blade light, and slashing down forcefully!

No change, the deep blue sun rose, like the morning sun, floating to the top of the mountain, destructive sword intent firmly locking onto every soul worth paying attention to.

The two came into contact.

Heat and cold intersected.

Boom!

A violent explosion appeared between heaven and earth, clearly visible within several dozen miles, strands of cold Yin ghost threads and deep blue sword Qi erupted, annihilating each other.

After a short stalemate, the deep blue light flourished!

All Yin ghost threads blocking the front turned into ashes and fell, the deep blue sun pushed horizontally across, then destroyed the ten-plus-zhang-high pitch-black banner, dissolving it amidst high temperature and sharpness.

A palm-sized banner magic treasure embryo fell from the sky, its spiritual light dead, even the formation patterns on the surface destroyed, becoming a dead object.

"Ah!"

Hundred Bai Gui Laozu screamed, terrified.

He instantly abandoned the magic treasure embryo, burning his last bit of Foundation Establishment and fleeing crazily toward the distance.

With a Qi Condensation body, the escape speed even faintly exceeded the scope of late-stage Foundation Establishment!

"You can't run."

Jiang Ding's expression was indifferent.

The deep blue sun suddenly converged, turning into a point; under the influence of Breaking the Law Immortal Gold, the air and even space in front seemed to disappear.

Without any resistance, it pierced through Hundred Bai Gui Laozu's chest.

"Good, good!"

Hundred Bai Gui Laozu's body stiffened, stopped, barely looked back, but was extremely cold: "Little friend is truly young and promising, really looking forward to seeing Little Friend again!"

Boom!

Strands of sword Qi containing destructive meaning overflowed from his mouth, nose, ears, and tongue, stirring his body into slag the size of hair strands, destroying every point where a soul might hide.

A pitch-black ghost-pattern storage bag fell.

The Taiqing flying sword rolled it up, flew over a thousand-meter distance in an instant, arrived in front of Jiang Ding, and trembled excitedly and satisfiedly.

"It sounds like you didn't have this intention before."

Jiang Ding sneered, sealing it with a Spirit-Sealing Jade Box.

But in his heart, he felt a chill.

If caught by a Foundation Establishment cultivator, he, who was still in the Qi Condensation period, would definitely die!

"Forget it, just open it here."

Jiang Ding thought, directly picking up Hundred Bai Gui Laozu's ghost-pattern storage bag: "Here, it's not his turn to harm me, it's the other way around, just beat him to death."

Spiritual sense surged into it, and sure enough, he found dense ghost-pattern imprints.

As if prepared long ago, many ghost patterns roared in unison, merging into a cold and weird spiritual sense force and killing over; a Foundation Establishment cultivator would be beaten into a fool if not careful, their soul cracking and dying.

Clang!

The Taiqing flying sword hummed low.

A more terrifying deep blue sun sword intent descended, sitting in the ancient tree, light shining on the soul.

Squeak, squeak!

Many ghost-pattern imprint restrictions screamed, before they could even resist, they turned into a piece of ash and dissipated, not even triggering the self-destruction restriction, leaving an ownerless storage bag.

"So rich!!"

Jiang Ding's spiritual sense swept through the storage bag, his eyes shining brightly.

"This is the card of a Foundation Establishment cultivator!"

"The card of a Foundation Establishment avatar is also a card!"

Void Crystal Copper ore!

Several tens of thousands of kilograms!

It looked like the content was not low; after refining, five or six hundred kilograms should be there.

Besides this, there were many Tier 2 ores, spirit gold, piled into a mountain.

A pile of spirit stone mountains, roughly estimated to be over a hundred thousand low-grade spirit stones, four or five thousand medium-grade spirit stones.

Several dozen top-grade magic tools, twelve top-grade magic tools.

Some messy cultivation technique classics, should be worth some library points.

"The money for a customized super sky-space fighter, half of it should be there."

Jiang Ding exhaled lightly.

"Hundred Bai Gui Laozu is a good person, this avatar should be refined by him, specifically used to mine Void Crystal Copper; this kind of semi-spatial material is naturally the favorite of explosive-soldier-style cultivators."

"Mining is also very convenient, with ten thousand ghost slaves in hand, what kind of ore can't be mined?"

"Such a good person, I Foundation Establishment... no"

Jiang Ding's eyes flashed with light: "After I reach the Foundation Establishment realm, I must thank you well, and renovate you and your home, continuing to contribute to the sky-space warship."

He warned himself secretly.

Being able to cross levels is a fact.

But if a habit is formed, that's dangerous.

If not careful, one will die in someone else's hands.

Just like, if he were to face the Five Elements Daoist of the Foundation Establishment realm now, even if it was just a Foundation Establishment early-stage Five Elements Daoist, he wouldn't be able to beat him at all, and running away would depend on whether his luck was good or not.

The banner magic treasure embryo on the ground was also picked up and put into the ghost-pattern storage bag.

He didn't intend to take out the things here.

In the Nine Heavens Ruins, in terms of hard strength, these old things' avatars were not his opponents, but having lived for so long, who knows what insidious positioning means they might have; if not careful, one would fall into their trap.

Can use ten thousand low-grade spirit stones to let an appraisal company wash it.

The fee for this kind of already opened storage bag of course cannot be the same as before opening.

"Offended an old thing."

"Anyway, it can't be hidden, might as well make another fortune..."

Jiang Ding was in a great mood, another thought surfaced in his heart.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 229 =====