5000 years of urban cultivation

Chapter 161

The moment the sword was drawn, the sky trembled, and the light shone for nine days, causing the sea to roll up thousands of waves.

The entire mountain peak collapsed, shaking the entire island, and the peak was reduced to ruins in a blink of an eye.

Jiang Ling kept stepping on the stones and fell down. Although he couldn't mobilize the aura of the weather, he landed steadily on the rubble pile with his strong body.

"Roar!"

With a low growl, he raised the bronze sword, and a dazzling light shone across the world in an instant, sweeping in all directions.

An invisible force was shaking his memory, but he couldn't unseal the memory, because Jiang Ling sensed a seal inside the bronze sword.

As long as the seal is untied, the memory can be unsealed.

Sensing this, Jiang Ling breathed a sigh of relief, because he knew that the bronze sword could unseal many memories, and worried that he would not be able to bear it.

There is plenty of time to prepare now.

Mo Youlan and the others were standing in the distance, they had been staring blankly for a long time, and they were all dumbfounded.

"Isn't that the God-killing sword? The sword that has been silent for thousands of years has never been shaken by anyone. What's wrong?"

The sleeping powerhouses on the island woke up one after another, sensing the shocking changes of the bronze sword.

Shocked, they saw Jiangling.

Could it be that the kid made the noise?But he has no cultivation base at all.

At the same time, all the killers imprisoned in the mountains were also alarmed. They stopped fighting one after another and looked out through the only slight gap. Their faces were illuminated by the bright blue light, and it felt so dreamy.

When the outsiders were shocked and shocked, Jiang Ling resonated with the bronze sword and fell into a magical state, feeling that the sword belonged to him, and even felt that the sword was a part of his body.

The big sword has no front, and the air is the guide.

This sword was the strangest sword he had ever seen. There were no openings on both sides, which meant that it was not intended to kill with a sharp blade.

And the bronze sword couldn't be instilled with spiritual power.

This is strange, neither can burst out sword energy, nor can it kill with the blade, so how does the bronze sword attack?
"Kid, put down that sword."

There were gloomy voices coming from all four directions of the island.

4 stages of transformation into gods!They all woke up from a deep sleep. A child with no cultivation base wants to take away the God of Death Sword?
Jiang Ling ignored them, his whole body was resonating with the bronze sword, undergoing the baptism, his body was undergoing transformation, his limbs and bones shone with a trace of blue light.

In such a short period of time, his physical strength has risen to another level. With a little force, infinite power will gather.

"Don't let go? Then go to hell."

A cloud of dense energy appeared in the air, wrapping around Jiangling from all directions, leaving no way for him to retreat.

Jiang Ling was calm and indifferent. He admitted that this killer battalion had a strong foundation, but the four god transformation stages in front of him couldn't show their real bodies, and the four together couldn't be worth an ancestor of the Wanxiang sect.

"Be careful, Jiangling."

Mo Youlan clenched her hands tightly as she watched, and couldn't help calling out a reminder, her palms were already covered with sweat before she knew it.

This is his lair, she didn't know why Jiang Ling came here, could it be to snatch the bronze sword?

"It's an ancestor-level killer from the killer camp. I don't know how many years he has lived."

The killers who were imprisoned in the mountains were all watching in horror.

The dense power oscillated and distorted the air, and the burnt smell of the air being ignited was everywhere.

The ancestor-level killer did it himself, and that person with no cultivation base was doomed.

But just when everyone was feeling emotional, Jiang Ling hadn't struck back yet, and the bronze sword in his hand shone with a mysterious texture.

Immediately afterwards, the invisible force field bombarded out, tearing and shattering the combined attack of the 4 god-forming stages.

Almost in the blink of an eye, the murderous intention was resolved by Jiang Ling.

"How is it possible that the Sword of Killing God can defend itself?" This scene stunned the four ancestor-level killers.

They had lived for such a long time, and it was the first time they saw the God-killing Sword respond, and it was the first time they saw the God-killing sword actively fight back.

But Jiang Ling's mind was attracted by the bronze sword, and he was surprised to find that the sword was forcibly glued together, and it was glued together with countless bronze fragments.

If you look carefully, you can see the bonding gaps on the bronze sword, but those gaps just formed various mysterious textures, and each gap formed a texture with special effects in a different shape.

The person who made this bronze sword is simply ingenious.

Jiang Ling also knows how to forge weapons, he can even be said to be a master of forging, but he thinks he can't reach this level, even if he is given another 5 years to study forging, he can't make such a bronze sword.

The most frightening thing was that after carefully considering the fit of the fragments on the bronze sword, he was shocked to find that only a small part of the fragments made up the bronze sword.

This is evident from the patterns on the fragments.

"What are these bronze fragments? Just a small part of the bronze sword is so terrifying!"

Jiang Ling couldn't calm down in his heart.

The grade of this bronze sword has surpassed that of an immortal spirit weapon, and holding this sword, he even has the confidence to kill Huashenqi with a single strike.

"Chichi."

Under the resonance, the Nine Soul-Sealing Nails in Jiang Ling's body trembled continuously, and had already moved slightly. As long as it continued like this, it would be shaken out.

No.

Jiang Ling frowned slightly, the nine soul-sealing nails could not be taken out yet, he had no way to fix his soul, once the nine nails were pulled out by force, his soul would be split into nine parts, and he would be seriously injured even if he was not dead.

However, the power in the bronze sword was still being instilled into Jiang Ling's body, far exceeding the speed he could absorb, and had to be vented, otherwise the Nine Soul-Sealing Nails in his body would definitely be shaken out.

Thinking of this, Jiang Ling looked down at Mo Siyu at the foot of the mountain.

Since I got the bronze sword because of your karma, then help people to the end.

Thinking of this, the corners of Jiang Ling's mouth rose slightly, he clenched the hilt of his sword with both hands, and swung his sword across the air to sweep across the mountains.

There was no sword energy shot out, but an invisible force descended out of thin air, leveling all the peaks at the top of the mountain range.

Immediately, the rocks rolled down, and the imprisoned killer saw the light of day again and escaped from the cage.

"Wow!"

There was an uproar in the crowd, and after a short moment of surprise, the killers immediately escaped from the cage.

"Let's go find your relatives." Jiang Ling smiled at Mo Siyu.

"Thank you, when I find them, I'll be your cow!" Mo Siyu greeted the crowd excitedly.

Jiang Ling shook his head lightly: "If you find them, take them away and live your own life. I am alone and I don't need anyone to be my cow or horse."

Mo Siyu, who was running, trembled when he heard it, and then continued to walk forward.

The island was in chaos, and the killer camp sent people out to surround the prisoners, but they were resisted.

The ones released by Jiangling were all the kings of assassins who survived. They were unable to resist before because they were imprisoned. Now they have shown their assassination skills to the fullest after they escaped from the trap.

Almost in the blink of an eye, the escaped killers disappeared strangely, and all of them hid themselves, scaring the other party with creeps and looking around in a panic.

Silently, the killer quietly struck out, taking away lives one by one.

Water can carry a boat, and it can also overturn it.

The killer battalion spent a lot of energy to cultivate these killer kings, and now is the time for them to pay the price.

Seeing the heavy casualties of his subordinates, the 4 god transformation stages of the Killer Battalion were all furious.

The majestic killer battalion, which has been passed down for thousands of years, even longer than the Yitian army, was unexpectedly messed up by a young man without cultivation.

"You want to die?"

A series of 4 fuzzy figures suddenly appeared, killing Jiang Ling at the same time.

These are the four incarnations of the transformation stage, and their strength is suppressed to the extreme of the Yuanying stage.

The 4 ancestor-level killers hid themselves, approached Jiangling like ghosts, and attacked silently.

"Yan."

Jiang Ling swept across with his sword, and the sword screamed loudly, and the invisible force shattered the 4 external avatars in an instant.

The four external avatars didn't even have time to resist before being shattered.

"puff."

The avatar was destroyed, and the bodies of the four people were all implicated, their faces were sluggish, and they spit out blood.

"As expected of the sword of killing gods, we must keep it no matter what. Come on, let's kill that kid together."

Their eyes were full of fanaticism, they hid in the dark and stretched out their palms, bursting out with the power of the god transformation stage, fighting for the sword of killing gods.

In an instant, thunder and lightning flashed in the sky, clouds of calamity were densely covered, and the punishment of heaven came.

Faced with the suppression of the four huge palms, Jiang Ling's face was cold: "Today is a good day, let's kill a transformation god to add to the fun."

"call."

After speaking, a sword flashed like a star in the sky, facing the four palms head-on with a psychedelic bronze light.

"Hmph, you're looking for death." The deities at the stage of transformation all snorted coldly, with mockery and contempt in their tone.

However, at the next moment, an invisible force swept across, and the 4 palms were cut off on the spot, and the blood spilled into the air!
(End of this chapter)