A swarm of heavy artillery bombarded the cultivators

The smoke dispersed, and Jiang Ding closed his eyes for a moment.

"Seriously injured, but still alive."

Keng!

The Taiqing Flying Sword disappeared in the air explosion and plunged into the soil. The sword intent locked on the figure that was escaping at a relatively slow speed in the soil.

"Damn it!"

The old man in shadow robe cursed angrily and had no choice but to use the dark arrow-feather magic weapon to greet him.

Ding!

Violent trembling, sparks flying everywhere, the Taiqing Flying Sword was blocked, entangled with the jet-black arrow rain, colliding hundreds of times with each breath, two lights of blue gold and jet black flashed, and little spiritual lights splashed around, making the nearby soil boil. generally.

Whoosh!

Three hundred and sixty Hunter missiles arrived, but they did not get entangled with the two weapons. They passed through the soil and killed the shadow-robed old man who was hiding in the soil.

No matter how hard he hides his figure, it is useless to escape into the shadows underground.

The sword intent firmly locked his position and guided the missile group to its real-time position.

boom!

In the blink of an eye, 360 missiles caught up with the shadow-robed old man. The screams of death and the fluctuations of third-level destruction spells appeared clearly in his ears.

"Black shadow cover!"

The old man in shadow robe shouted lowly.

A jet-black ball appeared above the head, with a bright aura. It turned out to be an extremely rare high-grade magic weapon. The wealth was staggering.

A high-grade magic weapon is already the most powerful magic weapon that a Golden Core cultivator can use!

As for the best magic weapon, also known as an infant treasure, only Yuanying monks have enough magic power to drive it, and Jindan monks cannot use it.

Many Yuanying monks, if they have not been promoted for a long time, only have high-grade magic weapons that they can use.

Buzz!

The jet-black orb vibrated, spreading out circles of ripples, and spread out a dark and dense pure black shield several feet in size around him. There was a vague intention of shadow erosion and devouring all things, and layers of rock and soil were melted.

boom!

Three hundred and sixty Hunter missiles arrived as expected, exploding with a bang, and billowing third-level magic flames swept across all directions. The soil layer seven or eight kilometers below was blasted into a kilometer-long hollow, and the ground shook.

This is an explosion that occurs in a nearly confined space!

The old man in the shadow robe groaned, and the several-foot shield formed by the jet-black orb was compressed to several inches thick in the violent explosion, almost clinging to the skin.

But he resisted in the end.

Whoosh!

However, in the sky, a group of 360 Hunter missiles fell again with a shrill sound of breaking through the air, flew into the deep pit that had been blown up in advance, and then followed the route of the previous wave of missiles and arrived in an instant. He who could not escape far from the earth was drowned.

"Damn Dongji Demon Sect!"

The old man in the shadow robe shouted angrily, but he had no choice but to pour his mana into the dark orb to thicken the shadow shield and resist the bombardment of waves of missiles. The shadow shield swayed left and right.

Suddenly, his face turned pale.

Ding ding ding ding!

The Taiqing flying sword and the jet-black arrow rain collided violently with every breath, constantly intertwining.

The azure flying sword's sword light shines, the sword of destruction permeates the air, and the body of the sword is covered with golden lines of magic-breaking fairy gold, and every blow cuts off pieces of dark shadow aura.

The jet-black arrow feathers are extremely sophisticated. They can be pointed or flicked, and they will go away at a touch. They will never touch head-on. From time to time, they will look for opportunities to pierce through the air and pierce a corner of the blue-gold sword light.

Like a scheming hunter, slowly wearing down the tiger's strength, waiting for the opportunity to kill it with one strike.

"You are really a thief if you are too old to die."

Jiang Ding's face turned ugly.

It's a bad feeling to be led by others despite having an advantage in strength.

If this person hadn't been too confident before, the six nail-headed Seven Book Arrows collided head-on with the azure sun formed by the Taiqing Flying Sword. The magic weapon array pattern was completely obliterated and completely destroyed. The current situation would still be It's several times more uncomfortable.

"But, there is no if, that's the end of it."

Jiang Ding smiled coldly.

The jet-black arrow feathers collided with him so many times. Even if he tried his best to dodge, there would still be one contact in a thousand times, plus the injuries caused by the previous joint bombing of the missile group.

At this time, the dark arrow feathers were covered with scratches, and the magic weapon array patterns were blocked by the sword energy. The aura continued to dim, the aura continued to decrease, and the speed slowed down.

"go!"

Jiang Ding pointed his finger, and all his magic power poured into his flying sword.

The hole between the eyebrows is as big as a thumb and is deep. The electromagnetic main gun is flashing with light. Within a radius of ten kilometers, formation patterns similar to magnetic field-assisted dotted lines are fleeting. The power of the infinite magnetic field psychic energy gathering killing array falls on the Taiqing Flying Sword.

boom!

The Taiqing Flying Sword disappeared in the air explosion.

"not good!"

The dark rain of arrows shrieked and trembled violently, and a strong sense of sadness emerged in the heart of the old man in shadow. While withstanding the bombardment of 360 Hunter missiles, he also wanted to use the mana in his body to do what he wanted to do.

The Taiqing Flying Sword appears again!

The sword of destruction filled the air, the body of the sword was intertwined with magic-breaking golden lines, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth within a radius of several kilometers stagnated slightly, and it struck hard on the dark arrow feathers.

Click!

After a moment of stalemate, in the heart-wrenching sound of metal tearing, the previous screams became reality, and the black arrow feathers were cut into two halves from the rapier!

Two arrows with dim spiritual light fell from the sky, inserted into the soil and rocks, and no longer had the slightest breath.

"puff!"

"No!"

The old man in the shadow robe roared angrily, spitting out a large mouthful of blood mixed with internal organs. The aura on his body dropped off a cliff, weakening to the extreme, and soon became worse than even a mid-stage Jindan monk.

The magic weapon of your life!

This is an extremely important thing for human monks above the golden elixir. It is always practiced with blood and blood, and it accompanies the path of life. The destruction of the natal magic weapon is no different from having the heart pierced.

At this time, his body was crumbling, his meridians were trembling, and even the dark orb lost its brilliance, falling from the sky, and the unfolded shadow shield dissipated.

Whoosh!

Three hundred and sixty Hunter missiles arrived as expected, drowning him in a violent explosion. Pieces of robes and charred flesh and blood limbs were scattered everywhere.

A huge hollow bulged in the ground, a small earthquake occurred, and a large amount of earth and rock fell to fill the sudden cave.

"do you died?"

Jin Lingfeng asked.

In their third-level spirit son radar electromagnetic interaction formation, this late Jindan monk from Xuanwu Tiangong Shadow Killing Palace has been disappearing and reappearing from time to time, which is very strange.

However, this time the body was shattered and the magic weapon of life was broken.

He should be dead, right?

"No."

"There is still one golden elixir and his soul left, and he escaped."

"The late-stage Jindan cultivators are all more alive than mice and cockroaches. If this wasn't the small realm of the Immortal Sect, we would have a huge home field advantage and it's really possible for him to escape."

Jiang Ding used his sword intention and the pointer provided by the formation spirit to sense for a moment, and he became very fearful.

The sword light rolled up the arrow feather magic weapon that was broken into two parts, the top-grade defensive magic weapon, the jet black orb, and a storage bag, leading him to break through the continuously falling and collapsing soil layers, splitting apart boulders weighing tens of hundreds of tons. , flying back to the ground.

"there."

Jiang Ding stared into the distance and vaguely saw a shadow golden elixir the size of a fist, with a small old man in a shadow robe living on it. He looked frightened and ran away frantically into the distance.