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Chapter 1398 Heavy Rain Under the Radiation Ash Cloud
The Taiqing sword is flying in the sky, as bright as the sun.

On the earth, countless broken carbon shells were flying, the rules of blood covered the four directions, countless new pink arms grew out, dancing in the wind, and countless creatures were wailing on the peaks of flesh and blood, forming sound waves of soul attacks, which were extremely terrifying, and instantly launched 360 soul curse attacks on the enemy.

"Blood Road..."

Jiang Ding stood in the sky, ignoring all these curses and soul curse attacks.

With the Materialistic Sun Sword Soul guarding the sea of ​​consciousness, these attacks on the soul, which are dangerous to the cultivators at the peak of the Refinement Void Stage, are nothing more than a breeze to them, and they don't even need to pay attention to anything.

"Sword cultivator!"

"A sword cultivator at the Void Refining Stage!"

The Blood Lake Patriarch stood on countless pink arms. Countless arms overlapped and entwined to form a lotus of flesh and blood to hold him up. He looked hideous and terrifying, causing people to feel extremely uncomfortable.

"You are not a native cultivator of the Thunder Flame Territory, nor are you one of my old friends who got the chance and achieved a breakthrough in strength."

The Blood Lake Patriarch’s voice was low, and his devilish voice was like a sharp blade.

"When outsiders break into the realm, there will inevitably be celestial phenomena and they will inevitably be seriously injured. This is a problem that the Immortal Sect has never solved. They have to rely on the many True Sects and Dao Sects to rule indirectly, and thus give up some of their interests."

"Therefore,"

"You are a deity!"

"Isn't that right, little friend?"

He looked at the young man in blue with cold eyes.

"interesting."

"It is indeed the True Sect's Refining Void Sect. There is still some heritage."

Jiang Ding smiled slightly.

There is no need to deny this; under many conditions, the facts have already been revealed.

Will anything happen?

Not will.

No information will be leaked. Under the cover of the human world, all internal and external information has been blocked and cut off. At least the communication technology mastered by Zhenzong cannot break through this level of information blockade.

"Which immortal sect do you come from, young friend?"

"What's the background?"

The Blood Lake Patriarch showed a warm smile on his face and asked gently.

"background?"

"I am from the Thunder Sun Heavenly Sword Realm. Do you want to commit suicide?"

"That's fine too. As long as you die, the battle process is not that important."

"For the sake of justice in the world, I am willing to sacrifice myself."

Jiang Ding said sincerely.

"Hahaha……"

"Thunder Sun Heavenly Sword Realm?"

"Where did this mountain monk come from? It's the most ridiculous thing in the world!"

The Blood Lake Patriarch showed a mocking expression and laughed crazily: "The number of sword cultivators who inherit the Thunder Sun Heavenly Sword Realm is limited, and their skills are different, but they all have thunder skills. The sword cultivators who inherit the Great Yin Yang Sword Realm must be in pairs."

"How can you, a wild cultivator, look like a disciple of an immortal sect?"

"Since you are not honest, then die."

"When I twist off your head, peel off your scalp, and extract your soul, you will tell me everything honestly. By then, my friend will definitely change his bad habit of lying."

hum!
The Blood Lake Patriarch not only said this, but also did it directly.

He slapped out his palm, and a slender palm expanded to hundreds of kilometers in size in a breath. Every palm line on the palm was clearly visible, and the nails were as sharp as knives. They were made of sixth-level cold iron, comparable to the treasures of space swords and swords, and were extremely sharp. This palm was clenched in the air. Although it was extremely huge, it was extremely dexterous. It could even pick up a grain of dust, not to mention the beautiful head of a young boy.

The moment the palm came out, countless wailing hands from the mountains of flesh and blood rose into the air, accompanying it and imprinting in all directions. Lines of blood rules filled the four directions, covering everything, and the sky and the earth were full of cold murderous intent.

"You are an evil heretic. Every breath you take in this world is a scourge to the human race. You are a cancer to the race."

"You deserve to die by my sword."

Jiang Ding looked at the horrific and bloody hands around him and shook his head slightly.

Facing the hand that was about to twist off his head, he drew the sword at his waist and slashed out.

When the sword was struck, the sky and the earth paused slightly.

Water mist rose, wind surged, and clouds gathered into groups. Countless magnetic orders comparable to rules covered the sky and the earth, forming gray radiation clouds that obscured the entire sky for tens of thousands of kilometers.

Then, a gray radiation cloud bloomed and a ray of golden light dripped.

A drop fell, followed by billions of drops of golden light like silk threads falling down. Spring rain is as precious as oil. At this time of year, it falls on the earth and brings the order of the Lord of Heaven to the earth.

"Blood Lake Daoist Fellow,"

"This is the sixteenth power of the prototype of the modified Gold-Exterminating Sword, also known as Calling Rain. Pure physical cultivation power can no longer destroy it. Please point out one or two things."

Jiang Ding said loudly.

Under the dark grey radiation clouds, golden phoenix drizzles down, and each raindrop contains the sword skills at the pinnacle of the sword world, with abilities such as sword intent, sword light differentiation, sword-making into silk, and immortality. Each raindrop contains the ultimate realm of swordsmanship that 99% of the sword practitioners in the world will never be able to reach in their lifetime.

The drizzle of spring rain fell on the giant blood-jade palm that was coming violently, and on the countless pink palms that spread from the mountain of flesh and blood.

These hands, which were wrapped in countless blood rules and possessed the power to destroy the world, paused.

They crashed into the golden raindrops as if they had crashed into a mountain made of divine gold. As if struck by lightning, they dropped at an extremely fast speed, and within a few breaths their speed became as slow as a snail.

At this time, even mortal eyes can see it clearly, there are no secrets.

The young man in front of the giant blood jade palm was clearly about to reach it, but he could no longer move forward even a bit.

Tick ​​tock!

tick, tick...

Tiny raindrops continued to drip and landed on those pink palms. A drop of golden raindrop landed precisely on a pink palm, instantly penetrating it, revealing a hole that was transparent in front and bright in the back. The rules of the blood path could not stop it at all.

The area around the hole was stained with golden raindrops, as if a mortal had encountered a high concentration of aqua regia. The pink palms were instantly carbonized, and then turned into ashes, which scattered all over the place. The rules of the blood path became void, and the immortal blood path creatures were instantly wiped out.

The moment the raindrops fell, the sky became bright, and all the pink hands turned into dust and fell from the sky.

In the sky, there was only the giant blood jade palm that was struck out by the Blood Lake Ancestor's real body. Countless blood rules surrounded it, and it was as fast as wind and thunder. There were also countless blood curses as deep red as blood. The nails were as sharp as a sixth-level space magic weapon. Anyone who was scratched by this finger would die instantly.

However, under the patter of golden raindrops from the sky, this giant blood jade palm also met its end.

Drops of rain fell on the giant palm, and each drop of rain could smash a deep hole in the indestructible giant palm, leaving blood and flesh blurred and white bones exposed.

Drop after drop of golden rain fell.

In the blink of an eye, the skin of the blood jade giant palm had completely festered and was covered in blood and flesh. Under more raindrops, even the flesh and blood turned into ashes, revealing the last jade-white bones.

But now, under the raindrops, even the smooth bones were charred black, and nothing was immortal.

All this happened in an instant, and the giant blood jade palm had turned into white bones, with all its flesh and skin gone.

"what!"

"No, my hand..."

The ten fingers are connected to the heart, and the flesh and blood are peeled off layer by layer by the raindrops, and the soul is thus incomplete.

The Blood Lake Patriarch let out a sharp wail.

The wailing sound mixed with the wailing of tens of millions of half-dead creatures under his lotus seat of flesh and blood was quite interesting.

(End of this chapter)