A swarm of heavy artillery bombarded the cultivators

Han Lin's ability to escape is undoubtedly commendable.

He even used the talisman without hesitation, flew away at a speed close to that of a foundation-building monk, and disappeared into the horizon.

Under the surveillance of Rune Beast Land, he walked straight away from here until twenty kilometers away without any tricks.

Keng!

A sword cry resounded throughout the world!

The light of the Taiqing Flying Sword has never been so dazzling!

Just like the nine-day sun, the golden lines are no longer covered up at all, and they are openly exposed in the air.

An invisible wave spread in all directions.

Break the law! Forbidden law!

The spiritual energy of heaven and earth stagnated slightly and was greatly disturbed. The meteorites, stone pillars, earth mountains and other spells that continued to fall in the sky were flickering with auras on their surfaces. The structure of the spell was crumbling, and there were faint signs of collapse from within.

Magic breaking fairy gold!

The thing that the Nine Great Immortal Sects desperately desire, the most critical thing that caused the demise of the Great Sun Sword Pavilion, is the Supreme Immortal Gold!

The only thing in the sky and on the earth that can still function normally without being greatly affected is the twelve solid stone spearheads shot by the twelve clay puppets, which have substance and cannot collapse into chaos.

"cut!"

Jiang Ding shouted.

call out!

The bright blue nine-day sun pushed across the twelve solid stone spearheads, like hitting twelve ants, and was instantly crushed into ashes without paying any attention.

Falling straight down,

Among the twelve immortal clay puppets!

boom!

Countless blue and golden sword energies erupted, and the bodies of the twelve immortal puppets froze for a while, turning into gray dust that filled the sky and dissipated, leaving not even the tiniest scum left.

call out!

The bright blue sun with streaks of golden lines flew to Jiang Ding's shoulders, suspended motionless, and the terrifying sword intent suppressed all directions.

"Immortal?! Humph!"

"Would you like to resurrect me again?"

Jiang Ding said coldly.

The bright blue sun converged, the pale golden lines converged, and turned into a flying sword that flew into the center of his eyebrows.

Flying down from the sky and touching the ground.

There was no formation fluctuation, no spell fluctuation, all had been completely wiped out in the previous sword energy explosion.

Jiang Ding came to the green ancient tree and scanned the surroundings carefully with his consciousness.

"oh?"

His expression moved, and his consciousness spread out a layer of loose soil under the tree, revealing a simple and ancient slate book.

The text above is densely covered, and even though many years have passed, one can still feel the sadness in it.

I couldn't help but feel sad.

"... At the age of sixty-two, when I was at the peak of my qi training, my mother passed away... She told me many times that if my son could do this, I would have no regrets. If my son could smile, don't worry..."

"...How can I not worry about it?"

"From now on, I no longer have a mother, and I am alone in the world..."

"..."

"...At the age of seven thousand two hundred and nineteen, I happened to pass by a valley and found this grass jade spiritual root. I missed my mother again and burst into tears... Even though I have the reputation of being invincible in the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder Sect, how can I do that? Turn back time..."

"...If I had this opportunity when I was young, would I be able to see my mother a few more times?..."

"...then transplanted here."

"Taoist Shen He, please take this as a souvenir."

"I don't know how many years ago."

Jiang Ding sighed lowly: "A mother's child once cried here, and now, another mother's child came here for the same reason."

"The world is really a cycle."

Contain feelings of self-harm.

Jiang Ding stepped forward, carefully picked the red plant spirit fruit, put it into a jade box, and collected another one in the same way, and put it into a storage jade pendant.

After everything was done, Jiang Ding suddenly felt relieved.

It was as if the dark clouds had dispersed, and my mood became much brighter.

"This formation..."

Jiang Ding was about to fly away, but couldn't bear to see the completely destroyed formation on the ground.

A child's longing for his mother is expressed here. How could it be exposed here without any protection?

It’s just picking. It’s so heartbreaking to let insects and greedy people destroy it rather than harm others.

Check the storage bag.

"The second-level formation is the most common and simple one, the Thousand-Knife Golden Killing Formation. That's it. The materials are barely enough, but it can only be used to create the top-level first-level formation."

"The rest requires specially refined formation flags and formation bases, which I don't have."

Jiang Ding muttered to himself and started busy in the yard.

He sorted out the earth veins with extremely high efficiency and determined the formation nodes. From time to time, he used the Taiqing Flying Sword to cut off the second-order golden spirit iron, carved runes and buried them deep in the ground to connect with the earth veins.

This is not difficult for a second-level Xianmen array mage.

If it were not for the lack of materials and professional equipment, the second-level formation could also be deployed.

More than an hour later, the last formation golden spirit iron formation stake was buried underground.

"rise!"

Jiang Ding inputs mana.

Buzz!

The thatched courtyard buzzed, and lines of pure gold emerged, carrying a sharp aura unique to metal. They were connected and intertwined, and golden sword aura was looming.

Finally, a dense and orderly whole is formed, with the breath lingering between the peak of Qi training and foundation building.

"It's done, that's it."

Jiang Ding tested it, converged the formation, and cleaned up and repaired the thatched courtyard caused by the battle, restoring it to its original appearance.

After everything is done, fly away.

The thatched courtyard became quiet and returned to the way it had been for tens of millions of years.

…

for a long time.

There was a faint sigh in the yard.

"……Mother……"

"...Unknowingly, so many years have passed..."

The soil on the ground squirmed, and streaks of earthy yellow light poured into the newly arranged Thousand Swords Golden Killing Formation. The details were repaired, the formation patterns were added, and it was quickly upgraded to the second level.

…

The roar of battle in the sky fell silent.

For a long time, there was no movement.

"How is my great-uncle?"

Han Lin, who was hiding on a big tree, couldn't help but think wildly: "Sword cultivator is too violent. If you can't beat him, just give up. No matter how important it is, leave it to the future. I want to learn from it..."

The spiritual energy of heaven and earth around him changed slightly, which made him look frightened, but then he quickly relaxed.

A light blue sword energy suddenly appeared beside him, with a jade box wrapped around it, and then dissipated spontaneously, leaving the jade box to fall.

"Thank you so much, little uncle!"

Han Lin quickly took it, opened it and checked it. He was immediately happy and felt reassured.

"If you need shelter, the shelter you get while taking the grass and tree spirit fruit will still be valid."

A voice came.

"Disciple knows."

Han Lin clasped his fists and said gratefully.

But he never mentioned whether he would go to Jinling Mountain for retreat and entrust his own safety to the morality of others.

…

Seven or eight hundred meters away,

"Finally got it!"

Jiang Dingfei was in the sky, checking the plant spirit fruit in the jade box again, and couldn't help but cheered: "Mom will get the plant spirit body, and there is a good chance that she will live to be one hundred and twenty years old!"

"I'm so happy! I'm so happy!"

"Go hunt down that black-robed old man to celebrate."