A swarm of heavy artillery bombarded the cultivators

In the infinite sunlight, a silver-white aerospace fighter poked out a corner, and then countless others followed. The aerospace fighters formed a sea, stretching endlessly. Among the fighters were aerospace warships, and at a higher level there were aerospace motherships. Above the many aerospace motherships were the starry sky fortresses dominating all directions.

Above the Star Fortress is the Steel City Battleship.

Layer upon layer of array patterns were spread out, each independent yet interconnected, forming a huge behemoth stretching across hundreds of thousands of kilometers of starry sky, overwhelming all four sides of the realm.

This is the Supreme Lord who rules the world community on patrol!

Passing through one small thousand world after another and one middle thousand world after another along the way, the indigenous strong men in the world all saluted respectfully and lowered their heads, allowing the scorching and destructive light to pass through themselves, the strong men around them, and the entire world one by one.

Their souls were trembling, but they dared not to resist, not even their bodies dared to tremble, for fear of attracting more attention from the Supreme.

"ah……"

"No! I am the deputy commander of the Magic Stone World Recruiting Corps. You cannot kill me without approval..."

A moment later, a shrill voice was heard from all over the world, making the many strong men who lowered their heads even more frightened. Some of them bravely looked around with their peripheral vision.

It turned out to be a powerful tiger tribe member he was familiar with in the past.

His tiger body turned to ashes under the sunlight, revealing a tiger soul. It fled madly in all directions, but it could not escape the sunlight. The outermost layer of its soul melted like ice and snow, and was peeled off layer by layer, as if it was cut into pieces.

Beneath the layers of spirit, a completely unfamiliar thing was revealed.

It was a strange maggot with an old man's head and a white and tender body.

"useless……"

“…Useless…Hahaha…Useless…This old ancestor will surely revive…”

The strange insect showed no fear. It stared directly at the dim figure in the sun with its bulging eyes and laughed strangely.

call out!

The sun in the starry sky cast an exceptionally bright beam of light here, which fell on the strange maggot, turning it into ashes. Only an extremely weak tiger was left that fell to the ground, stumbling around, as if a gust of wind could blow it away.

"Thank you, Sword Master, for saving my life..."

The tiger trembled.

However, there was no response from the sun. As the sun's rays enveloped the world, every place was illuminated, and all the evil spirits disappeared.

After a long time, the fleet in the sun gradually went away.

No,

This fleet in the sun never stops.

Its light lasts only for a moment, but for the creatures within it, it is too long, as if it has lasted a lifetime, and there is nothing to hide.

"The Magic Stone World is a familiar place."

"Things that happened more than 10,000 years ago seem like just yesterday when I think about it now..."

Jiang Ding looked at the moon with a sentimental look on his face.

Back then, it was here that he used his Nascent Soul stage peak cultivation to take a finger strike from the Flame Stone Emperor and survived, his body exploded and only a head remained.

The happiness I felt at that time still makes me excited and nostalgic when I think about it now.

"Jianzi, you seem a little old."

"Is it my illusion?"

Yue complained: "You are becoming more and more like Xiyuan and the others. When Xiyuan and the others were over 20,000 years old, they were also so old and often reminisced about the past... but you are less than halfway through your life now!"

"I am only sixteen years old now!"

Jiang Ding scolded subconsciously, and then began to think about Yue's words.

Yue Ling of the Great Sun Sword Pavilion is the teacher of successive Great Sun Sword Masters. She has trained generations of Great Sun Sword disciples and Great Sun Sword Masters. Her opinions in many aspects are very valuable and should not be ignored.

"You mean the old mentality?"

“That is indeed the truth.”

Jiang Ding thought about it seriously, and then sighed: "I have been playing with the ancient god ancestor and the older generation of cultivators like Yuan over the years, and I have indeed lost some vitality."

"So, I need a monk of the same level."

"Only monks of the same level can make me happy, joyful, and innocent..."

While chatting, the Immortal Sect's Solar Fleet was constantly traveling through military formations and teleportation arrays in various small thousand worlds.

The sun's rays shone again and again, crushing the ancient god's worms to death like stink bugs, cutting off their steps to infiltrate the immortal gate's territory.

In this way, the Solar Fleet patrolled the realm like a stream of light.

On this day, the Xianmen's solar fleet arrived at the center of the Tianyuan Domain, the Zhongqian World, the former Tiangui Sect, now the location of Tiangui University.

The fleet stayed here for several months.

This is quite rare. In the past, whether it was the Middle Thousand Worlds or the Small Thousand Worlds, the Great Sun Sword Master would just glance past them without paying attention to anything in particular.

However, many people who were familiar with the history of Xianmen looked as if they had expected this.

"Heavenly Ghost God Lord,"

"The first Hedao Divine Lord who died at the hands of the Immortal Sect is about to revive after more than 10,000 years. The soul imprint of a Hedao cultivator is in harmony with the Way of Heaven, and it is extremely difficult to kill him completely. This is a good example of complete elimination."

"I plan to record it and use it as a military teaching material for the Immortal Sect in the future. You must watch it carefully and learn from it. You will do it on your own in the future..."

Jiang Ding instructed the many Void-Refining Monks of the Ninth Army.

Theoretically, the power of the quasi-celestial being level is enough to completely kill the God of Hedao. Even if the imprint of his soul is in harmony with the Heavenly Dao, it will be useless.

"Yes, Dazen-senpai."

The immortal sect's refining cultivators nodded repeatedly like chicks pecking at rice and spoke in a low voice.

Phew~

As everyone was talking, the wind started to blow between the realms.

First it was a breeze, then a strong wind, and then a gale. The sky was covered with dark clouds, lightning and thunder, and many chaotic phenomena occurred at the same time. The world suddenly became a wasteland. Any creature below the level of refining emptiness who entered it would surely die.

A ray of dark rules appeared in the thunder, the wind howled, and thousands of ghosts roared.

Many immortal sects’ refining cultivators held their breath.

This is the basis of the rules of the God of Hedao.

They are naturally not afraid when they are in the military formation, but that does not mean they can look down on the God of Hedao. This is the great way above the Refining Void, the lifelong dream of many citizens. They can easily slaughter hundreds of millions of Refining Void and Nascent Soul Golden Core cultivators who have lost their organization.

This ray of dark rules gave rise to many tiny protrusions, and these protrusions again spread out into many branches.

In the blink of an eye, a spider-web-like web of ghost rules was formed.

It was as if some necessary conditions had been met. Instantly, countless spiritual energy from heaven and earth and starlight from the universe poured in here, pouring into the network of ghost rules like rivers flowing into the sea. Based on the network of ghost rules, meridians, Dantian, and soul were born, and then bones and soul were born...

All the things that a living being should have quickly manifested at this moment, as if they were copied out as a backup from the Heavenly Dao.

In just a moment, a handsome Taoist with a slightly sinister look appeared again between heaven and earth.

"Horned Emperor!"

“Dongji Demon Sect! The Eight Immortal Sects! This Lord God will cut you into pieces, peel off your skin and bones, and destroy your souls to relieve the hatred in my heart…”

The Heavenly Ghost God roared furiously the moment he revived.

More than ten thousand years!

How many tens of thousands of years can the God of Hedao last?

How can this not make people hate it?

"Hate, hate—"

The furiously roaring Heavenly Ghost God suddenly felt a chill in his heart and subconsciously looked around. His body suddenly stiffened and the words in his mouth paused.

Billions of monks were staring at him.

Many people sat upright, holding paper and pen in their hands.