Chapter 260

The Tianhai Sect cultivators maintained a respectful posture.

They watched the fighter group go away, moving hundreds of kilometers away, before slowly standing up.

"No intention of requisitioning..."

True Person Tianhai's respectful expression converged, revealing a trace of gloom.

"Three years ago, didn't go to the Steel Floating Island Base to see them; the Immortal Sect, suspected."

An old man at the Foundation Establishment perfection lowered his voice: "Old Ancestor, please make a decision early."

"Old Ancestor, no!"

The surrounding Foundation Establishment cultivators revealed fear.

However, even they themselves knew that their words could not affect a Jin Dan True Person no matter what.

"You say decision... decide what? Just an early-stage Jin Dan cultivation base, what can I decide."

True Person Tianhai didn't pay attention to them and sighed in a low voice.

"Already entered the territory of Liguo."

In the group channel, An Siyan reminded again.

"Bones, so many white bones!"

Someone said, unable to control a few points of fear.

Jiang Ding looked silently at a city with a population of several hundred thousand below.

At noon, it was the time when the market was bustling and the teahouses were noisy, but there was not a trace of cooking smoke, dead silent, not even birds or beasts.

On the streets, in the market, where people were once shoulder to shoulder, a thick layer of white bones was piled up, wearing clothes of different materials, the bone age ranging from seventy or eighty years old to infants of a few months, lying on the ribs of young women.

These clothed bones were scattered in houses, government offices, distributed in every corner of the city; the white bones were clean and tidy, but the flesh and blood had long since dissipated, and after three years, they were covered with thick dust.

"This is a demonic cultivator."

Jiang Ding muttered to himself.

"Classmates, adapt to this kind of cruel war." Jin Lingfeng's tone paused: "Cultivators outside the realm are just this cruel and bloody. We must adapt, and then destroy them one by one."

No one answered for a while.

Jiang Ding looked at the countryside, where a few wisps of cooking smoke were barely rising.

No matter how cruel, there were no demonic cultivators who would spend a lot of time looking for mortals in the mountains and fields.

The seeds were preserved like this.

After a few decades or a hundred years, the number could recover, and mortals lived in the world of cultivators with tenacious vitality, living like weeds.

Recording these pictures into the group, the aerospace fighter group continued to pass through the sky.

Flying all the way, it was simply shocking!

Any mortal city near the Li Yun Sect was blood-sacrificed eight or nine times out of ten, all living things died, and the light sentence of "millions of mortal casualties" in the intelligence was so heavy and bloody in reality.

"Two more days, arrive at the Li Yun Sect mountain gate."

"One hundred kilometers ahead, demonic blood-sacrifice formation detected, demonic cultivators detected."

An Siyan operated the Tier 3 spiritual child radar electromagnetic interaction formation with her super computing power, constantly reporting the intelligence she obtained to the group.

"Demonic cultivators!"

Many classmates' killing intent flashed away, looking at the pictures detected.

In a small city with a population of more than a hundred thousand, one could see that many people had evacuated to the countryside, greatly reducing the number of people.

But it was useless; streaks of blood light lit up all over the city, passing through the crying and fleeing people, the flesh and blood bodies turning into white bones wrapped in silk cloth, falling to the ground, scattered.

A mid-stage Foundation Establishment blood-robed cultivator and more than fifty Qi Condensation cultivators were busy all over the city, collecting blood drops turned from blood light, occasionally greedily adding a few mouthfuls, and putting them into jade bottles.

"These people deserve to die."

Jin Lingfeng said coldly.

Three hunter missiles protruded from the bomb bay, carrying a white trace, and disappeared on the horizon amidst shrill whistling.

A few breaths later, they descended over the city full of blood light.

"Immortal Sect..."

The blood-robed Foundation Establishment cultivator looked up suddenly, revealing a look of horror, turning into a blood light and fleeing crazily.

Swish!

Instantly submerged and pierced, turning into ashes in the fire.

"Immortal Sect envoys are here!"

The remaining fifty-odd Qi Condensation cultivators screamed in fear, fleeing in all directions, some using earth escape, some instantly changing their appearance and expression, blending into the people of the city, with messy methods.

The remaining two hunter missiles restrained their power, passed through twenty or thirty Qi Condensation cultivators, and then rushed into the high sky, occurring a terrifying self-detonation capable of annihilating Foundation Establishment cultivators.

The blood light formation terminated.

"No Foundation Establishment targets."

Jin Lingfeng frowned, discovering the huge deficiency of the aerospace fighter group.

No long-distance clearing capability.

With the price of hunter missiles, killing a few Qi Condensation cultivators, even if the Immortal Sect's immortal industry is developed, cannot be so wasteful.

Coming dozens of times like this, the missiles carried this time would be exhausted.

To clear the field, one must cooperate with ground troops, or fly down from the fighter to clean up manually, but this undoubtedly falls into huge danger.

"No wonder the Immortal Sect cultivates Dao soldier troops, even if there are hidden dangers."

An Siyan sighed, also discovering this problem.

"Mr. Great Sun Sword Child!"

Immediately excited.

Without her saying, an invisible escape light approached silently with an escape speed not much worse than a Jin Dan cultivator.

Jiang Ding carefully circled around the small city, sensing carefully with the magnetic induction dashed lines generated by the "Tier 2 Electromagnetic Induction Fluctuation Method" and sword intent, and found no abnormalities or ambushes.

Clang!

There was a sword hum in the void.

Amidst the faint spiritual energy fluctuations, thirty-one pale blue sword Qi appeared, blooming like a lotus, shooting into many places within a radius of ten kilometers; screams rose one after another.

A moment later, thirty-one storage bags and a pile of blood light formation bases flew into the sky and were taken by the aerospace fighter.

"There is another place that is very special."

Jiang Ding thought, the top of a high Buddhist pagoda in the city exploded, and a palm-sized Guanyin stone statue with a strange smile flew out, with a thick smell of resentment and incense.

"Namo Compassionate Guanyin!"

The moment he saw it, a name appeared in his heart, as if he saw thousands of believers bowing down, and finally, with a peaceful smile on their faces, their souls and essence blood merged into the Guanyin statue.

There were even wisps of incense, passing through the Guanyin statue to an unknown space.

"Blood food, ghosts and gods, evil cult!"

Jiang Ding recalled the records in the books, and his face changed, flashing the memory of the Profound Heaven Palace cultivators inciting millions of mortals during the college entrance exam.

"It must be a cultivation technique passed down from outside the realm, with cultivators attempting to extend their lifespan and advance through incense."

"He doesn't know that after short-term profit, he will definitely lose himself and die."

"Incense is called formless, but there are traces to follow; after collecting enough clues, the Canghai Steel Floating Island Military Base can still locate where it gathers, and it cannot escape."

"Now, destroy the Li Yun Sect first."

Jiang Ding searched for the officials in the city with his divine sense, comforted them slightly, and left silently.

Two days later.

108 aerospace fighters appeared 100 kilometers away from the Li Yun Sect; through the Tier 3 reconnaissance formation, they could already see the cultivators of the entire sect boiling with fear.

The huge protective sect formation light shield lit up, cold and pitch-black, with thousands of ghost shadows crossing the sky, roaring and howling resentfully.

(End of chapter)