A swarm of heavy artillery bombarded the cultivators

The sound of thunder roared and shook, and the girl cut through the lightning with her sword. Her soul began to merge with the way of heaven, and her life essence continued to climb towards the peak.

At this moment when all the Hedao Gods in the past have died, the second Hedao God in the Ancient God Realm is being born.

"I don't know how many years have passed, but I feel like it was just yesterday..."

However, his cultivation realm is that of a great Immortal Sect master in the past. He has become a God of Unity and the ancestor of the Immortal Sect. This sense of contradiction that exists at the same time makes people feel a little uncomfortable.

"Greetings, Sword Master!"

The Taiyou inheritance and the Guangming inheritance came forward to pay their respects.

They and Yu Qianzi were promoted to Hedao at about the same time. The reason why Yu Qianzi was promoted first was also to protect each other and avoid accidents.

"Yeah, not bad."

"I haven't seen you for many years. I think you have laid a good foundation and have not wasted the time."

Jiang Ding scanned it with his spiritual sense and nodded slightly.

These two Taiyin and Taiyang sword cultivators were much stronger than when they first came into contact with the Ancient God Realm and the Nine Spirit Realm, and they were rapidly narrowing the gap between themselves and the Daoists of the Nine Spirit Realm.

Maybe it's still not as good, but the gap is no longer as huge as an inconceivable chasm. There is some hope of becoming a celestial being.

This was the promise that Great Sun Sword Master made to Taiyou Sword Master and Light Sword Master in the past.

The sword cultivators of the same origin have a silent promise and tacit understanding to the losing party in the sacred sword fight that they will take good care of the disciples and descendants left behind by the losing party.

"How is the descendants of Daoist Fellow Guangming now?"

Jiang Ding asked softly.

Offspring, the continuation of bloodline.

Direct disciples, the continuation of the Tao.

"Sword Master,"

The inheritance of light bowed.

"Daoist Guang'an and Daoist Youmian both passed away 5,877 years ago. Daoist Guang'an died in the great calamity of refining emptiness, and Daoist Youmian died at the limit of his lifespan."

"In their lives, apart from the restrictions you set for them not to violate the laws of the Immortal Sect, they have not encountered any objective difficulties. Their lives have been smooth and without any disasters."

"Since the death of the two Taoist friends, they have left behind 379,931 descendants. Among them, the closest direct descendants have been properly settled by the sect."

The two inherited sword masters sighed.

The master's children and the junior brothers and sisters from that time now only exist in time and memory, while the elders in the sect have gradually passed away.

One night, when they tossed and turned, they found out that they were already the oldest people in the sect.

Surprisingly, he has become the same as his former master.

Between heaven and earth, an invisible loneliness appears in my heart, which cannot be escaped.

fortunately,

The two of them glanced at the Great Sun Sword Master.

This old friend in memory should always exist, even if they grow old, they will still exist, which has to be said to be a kind of comfort.

"That's good."

Jiang Ding sighed softly.

At this moment, he thought of Yanggu Tianren, the Tianren who was very kind to him. At the same time, he further thought of the Sun lineage of the Great Yin-Yang Sword Realm, who could not be blamed for him either.

According to the information given by Yanggu Tianren, the Sun lineage seemed to have given him an entire world community.

Although he might not dare to accept it.

However, this kindness still needs to be accepted.

"Although the foundations of both of you are decent,"

"But for the celestial beings, it's not enough. It's just a little hope."

Jiang Ding said calmly.

He waved his hand, and two pills flashed with spiritual light, each emitting chaotic yin and yang energy, flew in front of Taiyou Heritage and Guangming Heritage, floating up and down, and countless Dao auras spread in all directions.

"Sword Master, this, this is..."

The bodies of Taiyou and Guangming inheritance trembled, and their hands shook, and they did not dare to take it for a moment.

In the Youming Sword Cave Heaven inheritance, as well as the Sun and Moon Sword Pavilion inheritance that they further mastered, this pill is called Yin Yang Sword Reflection Pill, one of the supreme divine pills for strengthening the foundation, quasi-eighth grade.

With this pill, their foundation will definitely be able to be further improved!

This is the huge effect of chance and external force on cultivators. This kind of elixir is included in the inheritance of Youming Sword Cave Heaven, but with their abilities and the abilities of the ancestors of Youming Sword Cave Heaven, they are simply unable to refine it.

"Take it."

Jiang Ding said calmly.

"Yes, Sword Master."

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The Taiyou inheritance and the Guangming inheritance took a deep breath, bowed again, and then carefully collected their respective pills.

At this moment, they once again deeply understood how lucky they were to have a sect elder on the path to immortality. Not only could they consult with anyone regarding any difficulties on the path, but opportunities would also come to them.

Thunder rumbled in the sky.

As the last bolt of thunder fell, the dark clouds dispersed, and a girl in a moon-white fairy dress with her eyes slightly closed appeared in front of everyone.

The yin and yang energies flowed in her body. She no longer had the supreme forgetfulness that froze everything in the past. It was as if she was the yin and yang of heaven, controlling the yin and yang, four seasons and all things in heaven and earth.

She had many wounds on her body from the thunder tribulation, which healed rapidly under the circulation of yin and yang energies.

"He has embarked on the path of the Yin-Yang Patriarch..."

Jiang Ding muttered to himself.

The Yin-Yang Patriarch, the second ancestor of the revival of the Great Yin-Yang Sword Realm, he led the original Pure Yang Sword Sect to the path of practicing Yin and Yang, and ascended to a celestial being. He is an extremely important ancestor in the history of the Great Yin-Yang Sword Realm.

As if she heard the voice, the girl in the moon-white fairy dress opened her eyes and came in front of the young man in green with a whoosh. The pressure of the Hedao God was spread out, and her phoenix eyes were full of desire.

"Floating?"

Jiang Ding said calmly.

"Um."

Yu Qianzi nodded vigorously.

boom!

The sun rises in the east, illuminating the world!

The sword light contained a terrifying aura of destruction and distortion, and even contained an aura of rules that were completely not natural to heaven. The mere pressure from its blooming was enough to make the girl in the moon-white fairy dress's body and soul stiffen, unable to move at all.

In the Hedao period, thousands of fish are like ants.

She wanted to resist and struggle, but it was useless.

The sword spirit is rigid, the rules of yin and yang are suppressed, the swordsmanship is poor, the magic power is stagnant, there is no place where it can resist, it is crushed in all directions and is completely useless.

The sword falls.

The bright sun slammed into the Yin-Yang Heavenly Law Net, shattering everything and hitting the girl in the moon-white fairy skirt, causing her bones and muscles to break, vomiting blood and falling back. It smashed deeply into the ground, instantly changing the natural landscape of a place in the Middle Thousand Worlds, and rolling magma spread in all directions.

The Taiyou inheritance and the Guangming inheritance are so painful to look at.

At the same time, I was filled with admiration.

As expected of a sword cultivator who grew up in the same era as the Sword Master, he is still not convinced until now. He is truly a role model for sword cultivators of our generation.

The girl at the bottom of the deep pit struggled for a long time before she barely recovered some strength. She staggered towards the sky and flew in front of the young man in blue.

Meeting his gaze, Yu Qianzi hung his head in dejection.

"No more floating."