A swarm of heavy artillery bombarded the cultivators

The small world of barren copper.

Western Desert.

Among the vast yellow sand, a young man with bronzed skin and sharp edges meditated cross-legged and meditated. The mountain-like momentum spread outward for several kilometers, smoothing the wrinkles of the yellow sand on the earth and eliminating the storm that had existed for countless years.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes, showing a shocked look.

Boom!

I don't know how many thousands of miles apart, the scorching light spread, and the sky and the boundary wall were forcibly blasted out of four holes with a radius of a hundred miles, setting off a riot of heaven and earth spiritual energy that affected the entire world. The earth shook, the rivers changed their courses, and the lakes tipped over.

At this moment, any cultivator who is caught up in cultivation will immediately fall into obsession and serious injury without realizing it in advance.

In the hollow, there is a faint projected white light, and a torrent of steel can be vaguely seen falling from it.

"Dongji Demon Gate..."

The young man with bronze complexion had a cold look in his eyes.

Buzz!

The Dantian shook slightly, and a six-legged golden tripod the size of a fist flew out from it. The light of Vajra and immortality filled the air, projecting the figures of eight Taoists.

They were dressed in different styles, but they were all at the peak of foundation building. Their souls were pure and vast, and they were definitely not old cultivators who had barely managed to break through to this level.

The true core of Xuanwu Tiangong!

Among the seventy-two halls of Xuanwu Heavenly Palace, each hall only has one core true successor, the seed of the future Nascent Soul.

"I've seen Xiahou Ding's candidate!"

The eight people bowed respectfully.

In the Xuanwu Heavenly Palace, starting from the foundation level, one person in each level will be awarded the title of Xuanwu Daozi. In addition, there will be three candidates who are not inferior to each other.

Among the dozens of Xuanwu Tiangong small realms, there are four foundation-building monks with the strongest strength and the highest potential.

There is only one in the West Desert, a small wasteland of copper.

"Go and order the monks under your command."

Xia Houding's voice was low: "Dongji Demon Sect is strong in offense and weak in defense. It is foolish to rely on formations to wait for them to come to the door. Kill them all before they have a firm foothold!"

"yes!"

The eight core true disciples obeyed orders solemnly.

…

Wind hunting.

Air currents roared past.

"Fuck! Damn the director's teacher!"

"Have a son..."

Jiang Ding opened his eyes and heard many classmates yelling and swearing, and the language was extremely fragrant.

Now, he was thousands of meters in the air, falling rapidly downwards with a parachute on his back!

All around, on the left and right, there were classmates with parachutes, armored vehicles, trucks, tanks, luggage, etc., all densely packed with people, ranging from tens to hundreds of meters apart.

"I am an innate warrior! An innate warrior!"

"I can't fly!"

Jiang Ding also groaned.

This is not the key, it's just a parachute. With his martial arts skills, even if he has never been exposed to skydiving, he can learn it with a little recall.

The key is that someone seems to be flying up from below!

There are quite a few, there are hundreds of people in this small area, and they are all monks with Qi training or above who can fly.

"Hey! Brothers! You should be here to greet my companions, right?"

Someone said slightly hopefully.

Jiang Ding instinctively touched the flying sword. Fortunately, the sword body trembled slightly and responded to him.

In addition, after a brief inspection, the reconnaissance camouflage on his body and the anti-materiel sniper rifle on his back were all there, with more than a hundred rounds of bullets, wrapped around his waist.

Pick up the gun and open the scope.

"The Taoist robe has a water-colored sword-shaped sect logo...well, the earthy brown pattern of the Xuanwu Heavenly Palace."

These people were extremely cunning and their formation was extremely loose. They only showed their presence at the beginning.

After discovering the Immortal Sect monk, he quickly used the optical invisibility spell to disappear. His combat skills were extremely high, and he didn't have any of the stupidity of the monks from another world.

"It's troublesome."

Da da da……

All kidding aside, the moment these people appeared, countless classmates raised heavy machine guns in the sky and fired. The dense barrage formed a net, overwhelming the place where the monks had appeared.

boom!

Jiang Ding also fired an anti-material sniper rifle bullet.

Ineffective.

The deviation of aerial shooting is quite large, at least several hundred meters away from the target point, and there is no accuracy at all.

However, the covering shots of many students had some effect. Blood flowers bloomed in the seemingly empty sky, and the fragments of robes and flesh exploded together.

At least a dozen late-stage Qi-training monks from Xuanwu Tiangong died at the same time.

In a short period of time, some students have already landed in advance, within a kilometer of the ground. This is the highest distance that a monk in the late stage of Qi training can usually fly.

call out!

Between the hazy transparent ripples and optical invisibility spells, water-colored flying swords appeared from the sky, instantly killing the approaching classmates.

"The range of 100 meters for the dead!"

"Cover shot!"

someone yelled over the regional communications channel.

Da da da……

Thousands of students in this area heard the order and fired into this area, with extremely poor results.

Aerial parachute shooting is extremely difficult for Jiang Ding, an innate warrior, and even more so for them. The distance between aiming and actual shooting is too different, and it is no different from shooting randomly.

Instead, he accidentally killed many classmates in the front ranks, turning them into a mass of blood mist without saying a word.

Whoosh!

Taking advantage of this opportunity, water-colored sword lights intertwined, harvesting the lives of Xianmen classmates like a slaughtering harvester. Their flesh and blood fell to the ground like raindrops, dyeing the ground red.

Students who are in the Qi training period don’t have any good methods. Tanks firing in the air also have no effect.

"stop!"

"Use internal force to make a membrane to slow down the falling speed!"

Jiang Ding stirred up his zhenqi, cut off the parachute rope, and used his zhenqi as a driving force to accelerate toward the ground, saying coldly in the communication channel.

The slight sword intent contained in the voice made many people tremble. They subconsciously paid attention to it and immediately discovered the name of the person who made the voice, showing expressions of ecstasy.

"Trench!"

"Dainichi Swordsman!"

"Brothers! Run away! Let this guy go first!"

Xianmen classmates reacted immediately, and the internal energy surged out along the meridians, turning into a thin film, slowing down the speed.

They were just temporarily panicked under the attack, otherwise they would have thought of this method long ago.

As for those who don’t have internal strength and magic power, they can only ask for help from classmates who have spare strength around them.

If there is none around, then wait for death.

People within several kilometers were staring at Jiang Ding, who was falling at an accelerated rate.

As for those outside this range, they naturally descend at the same speed and deploy combat formations and weapons in the shortest possible time.

Within a few breaths, Jiang Ding reached an altitude of a thousand meters above the ground.

It's quite adaptable. The innate true energy turns into gliding wings and hangs on the back. From time to time, it can change direction slightly, which is more flexible than on the ground.

"Senior brother, if you dare to stand out like this, this person is abnormal."

"be careful."

At an altitude of 700 to 800 meters, many late-stage Qi-training monks who had cast invisibility spells had solemn expressions on their faces, transmitting messages to a peak-level Qi-training monk with a sword-browed starry eye.

"As long as you are not a foundation-building monk, it doesn't matter if it's abnormal..."

The young man with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes sneered.

Then I saw,

A blue flying sword flew out from the sword master's side and flew across seven or eight hundred meters in an instant, which was almost ten times the limit distance of the spiritual consciousness of a monk at the peak of his Qi training.

With one sword, more than ten monks in the late stage of Qi training were killed.

"Foundation-building sword cultivator!"

The young man with sword-browed eyes and starry eyes screamed, lost all will to fight, and ran away frantically into the distance.

Three updates for now, will be resumed tomorrow.

The editor said it would be best to change the name. Which one do you think is better, "The Immortal Way Like a Dragon", "The Guide to Immortal Cultivation through Science and Technology", "The Like a Dragon", "Tiangong Illustrated", or "The Immortal Gate"?

Or is there another name?