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Chapter 437 Being your comrade is a hundred times more dangerous than being your enemy

Jiang Ding's words deeply hurt Vajradhara's heart.

The Eighteenth Rider of Xueyun, the great tycoon of Beiyuan, sounds majestic, but in fact he is just a bereaved dog in the hands of the Righteous Demon Alliance. Maybe at this moment, the owner of the rider, Xueliuyun, has been entrusted to the hands of the ancestor of Nascent Soul.

"No matter how miserable the Eighteen Bloody Cloud Knights are, it's not your turn as an early-stage Golden Core cultivator to comment!"

Vajradhutu shouted lowly.

Boom!

The skinned vajra drum floated above his head, beating loudly, sending out circles of golden ripples, covering his torso, arms, and head, as if covered with a thick layer of golden armor, invulnerable to all attacks. .

"die!"

Vajradutuo shouted loudly, his muscles trembling, his speed and strength suddenly increased greatly at this time, leaping hundreds of feet away, and a giant hammer the size of a carriage fell down, covering the ground with a shadow.

There was even more pressure as heavy as a mountain. Within a radius of several kilometers, even golden elixir creatures found it difficult to move.

"This magic weapon is good."

Jiang Ding took a second look at the big leather drum above his head.

At first glance, it looks like a typical war magic weapon. Although it is powerful enough for single combat, its real use should be to add golden armor to a group of people on the battlefield to increase all-round attack, defense, and movement.

The blue flying sword clanked,

In the misty blue light, a ray of golden light emerged, and then quickly expanded, turning into a silk screen, covering the entire sword body, and a terrifying aura spread to the sky and the earth.

"This is……"

Vajradutuo's heart trembled, and his soul was constantly trembling, warning of something.

However, now that the arrow is on the string, he has no choice but to fire it. If he forcibly interrupts the move, he will be seriously injured in an instant and will be at the mercy of others.

"kill!"

Instead of retreating, he advanced, and all his mana poured into the giant hammer and drum in his hands. The golden armor on his body instantly became several times thicker, and the golden hammer the size of a carriage shone brightly.

It also generated endless attraction, rolling up soil, palaces, and gravel from all directions and falling into the bottom of the hammer.

My heart calmed down.

boom!

A blue-gold flying sword pressed against the center of the Vajra Hammer, and there was a slight stalemate. The sharp light that broke the law filled the air, and countless metal fragments flew around in a terrifying clicking sound.

The giant diamond hammer the size of a carriage whined, its aura dimmed, it shrank like a balloon, and was thrown outward.

On the fist-sized hammer head, there was a sword mark deep into the bone, almost cutting it into two pieces.

"This is a top-grade magic weapon!"

Vajradhutu was horrified.

call out!

A ray of blue-gold sword light pierced through his eyebrows, and the fine sword energy of destruction poured into it, turning the pieces of golden flesh and blood into gray.

"Oh?"

Jiang Ding looked surprised.

"The golden cicada escapes from its shell is a good technique. Even the peak golden elixir monk may not be able to kill you. No wonder you are still alive after jumping around for so long."

Thousands of meters away, a Vajra Tutuo whose body had shrunk by half and turned into a golden dwarf, burned his essence and blood and fled frantically out of the formation.

"Xiao Liu, who did you offend?"

"You're the one who came to the door, all the tricks I've learned over the years have gone to waste!"

Vajradhara felt deep regret in his heart.

"Such sword cultivation will definitely bring disaster to eldest brother and brothers..."

Keng!

There was a sound of sword sound,

It came from afar, but it reached his ears clearly.

"Your Mightiness!"

"This is a misunderstanding!"

Jingang Tutuo was trembling in his heart, and the boundless fear almost overwhelmed him: "The twenty-eighth family of the Righteous Demon Alliance is unruly and controls all living beings in the North Plains. It does not allow any monks who are not the twenty-eighth surname to have children, and people with other surnames are not allowed to show up. It will lead to thunderous blows.”

"I see that your Excellency is not one of the twenty-eight surnames. We are allies!"

A flying sword was about to pierce between the eyebrows, and after a slight pause, the blue-gold sword body was revealed. Just looking at it, Jingang Tutuo's eyebrows felt extremely painful, as if they were about to break into pieces in the next moment, and he quickly said: "My eldest brother and you are both talented people with a surname from Beiyuan. We should help each other and conspire to have a baby. Don’t do things that make your relatives angry and your enemies happy.”

call out!

The blue-gold flying sword flashed, piercing the center of his eyebrows, and the magic-breaking sword light poured into it, destroying all vitality in his body.

The sword light rolled back, bringing with it a weak soul and a golden elixir that was about to break into pieces. The hazy Taiyin-like sword intent enveloped the soul, causing it to lose its sanity.

Throw a third-level top-grade soul-searching talisman on top.

"Oh, your discipline..."

"Being an opponent is nothing."

Jiang Ding shook his head: "As a comrade, it will be ten times more terrifying than as an opponent. You may die from your involvement at any time."

"Besides, anyone who wants me dead will die."

In his view, the bloody bandits are gangsters with certain progressive significance. They are crazy, irrational, and unable to control themselves. They will easily expand the opponent's mass base and shrink his own sympathizers.

You can sit back and offer some help, but you can't work closely together.

Of course, if you don't know how to live or die, and you insist on being an enemy, there is no harm in killing him casually.

"Don't think about..."

Suddenly, the soul of Vajradhutu showed pain and distortion, revealing a trace of clarity.

boom!

The third-level top-quality soul-searching talisman collapsed along with the soul inside it, turning into pieces of gray with nothing left behind.

"Soul search failed."

"Is there anything like the Immortal Sect's Great Curse and the Nine Immortal Sect's inheritance restrictions? Obviously Huang Bao doesn't have any."

Jiang Ding frowned, found Huang Bao's memory, and searched using this incident as a keyword.

After a few minutes.

"This bloody cloud has amazing luck."

Jiang Ding's brows relaxed: "He once explored the ruins and obtained the ancient sect's important treasure of faith. The Nine Sons are united in one heart, which can grant protection to the souls of nine people. It can even prevent high-level monks from searching for souls, and will never reveal to outsiders the seals engraved on the Nine Sons. The matter of concentric knots is similar to inheritance restrictions."

"In addition, this person was born as a mortal noble of the Yin family, Manu. He has been practicing so far and has had many adventures and good luck in times of adversity. He looks a bit like a legendary child of luck."

His expression was calm, showing no fear or panic about facing such a legendary thing.

This kind of thing is also recorded in the Immortal Sect.

Luck can be seen as a place where, when encountering many things, there is a greater probability that things will go well, which is very mysterious.

But if you say you are invincible, it is far from qualified.

Luck cannot be created out of nothing. As long as all the possibilities of small probability occurrence are blocked in advance, luck will not work no matter how hard it is.

For example, right now, with blood flowing like a quasi-Nascent Soul level, as long as the Six Paths Sect takes it extremely seriously and dispatches more than three Nascent Soul cultivators to pursue and intercept him, he will definitely die.

Another example is that if one thought attracts the attention of the cultivator, he will die in an instant.

Facing such powerful monks, the only thing low-level monks can rely on is to hide themselves as much as possible and not attract any attention from the other party. Enough time and space can cover everything.

Unfortunately, Xueliuyun failed to do this, and its fate has been sealed.

He stretched out his hand, and the storage bag and the ancient leather-clad drum with condensed aura fell into his hands.

The storage bag was opened casually, and the value of tens of millions of low-grade spiritual stones, of which third-level heavenly materials and earthly treasures accounted for less than half, was considered a good harvest.

"This drum..."

Jiang Ding's consciousness poured into it.

"That's right, it's a war magic weapon refined by a large sect. It can add golden armor to people, increase group attack, defense, and movement. It has been around for some years. The Tianguang Yaoyang Sword Soldier can be used. I will give it to her after she is promoted to the golden elixir. That’s it.”

After collecting these things, Jiang Ding felt hazy and transformed into a young peach blossom. He shook his folding fan and walked towards the hut that Jingang Tutuo and the two wanted to enter before.

"Let me see, who are the heroes who want to hunt my head?"

　Yes, but I need to eat first

　　

　

(End of this chapter)