"Bang, bang, bang!"
Jiang Tian and Ancestral Patriarch Cang Ming fought at lightning speed.
Every time, an earth-shattering explosion occurred. Every attack shook ten thousand miles. The city walls that had existed for a long time were smashed and countless powerful buildings were torn to pieces. The entire Ruins of Immortal Land had become a ruin.
"Back off!"
"Back off!"
Many Soul Formation Cultivators in the city couldn't take it anymore and hid in secret rooms. Many Nascent Soul Cultivators and Golden Core Cultivators were turned into blood mist; they didn't even have a chance to run away.
"So powerful! That's the power of a peak-stage Soul Formation Cultivator! "
Everyone exclaimed. They felt dizzy and their minds were in a daze.
The two of them were showing power that was much more powerful than normal Soul Formation Cultivators. They were almost at the peak of the Soul Formation Cultivator level.
In the end, the two of them flew out of the gravitational field and continued to fight tens of thousands of miles away.
Even the Tianmang Grotto-heaven, which had formed a world of its own, was crushed by the two of them. It was as if a planet had exploded and fell from the sky, shaking the earth and mountains.
"Kun Peng Destruction!"
Jiang Tian's desire to fight was boiling. His eyes were cold and his killer's intent reached its limit. He took out the Absolute Heaven Sword and slashed horizontally.
How terrifying was the Kun Peng Divine Law and the Deity Artifact, the Heavenly Sword?
Countless asteroids in outer space were shattered by this sword strike. They turned into resplendent meteors and pierced through the atmosphere.
Crack!
Cang Ming was startled. He raised the Emperor's Divine Spear and countless beams of light burst out. That was the manifestation of Dharma Laws. But it was still not enough. It was cut in half and the cut was as smooth as a mirror.
"Kang Tae-chu, if you didn't have the ancient treasure left by Emperor Zhong Li, you wouldn't have been able to defeat me!"
Cang Ming was injured and his waist was cut in half.
He performed the "Swordsman" Art to heal his wounds, but there were still deep wounds and terrifying blood spilled out.
Even though the "Swordsman" Heavenly Art was the best in the Ruins of Deity and he had cultivated it to the peak, it was still difficult to heal. The Dharma Laws left by the Heavenly Sword and the Divine Law of the Kun Peng were too strong. The "Swordsman" Art couldn't destroy them at all.
"Damn it. This is a battle of life and death. Where were the rules? There was no need to talk so much nonsense. Why are you still shooting your mouth off? If you have the guts, throw away the Tyrant Emperor's Golden Spear! "
Jiang Tian was speechless.
Had this old fellow slept in the tomb for so long that his brain had rotted? Did they think that this was a fair competition between children?
This was war!
I don't care what kind of weapon you use or what kind of magical artifact you use. The highest standard was to kill the other party!
Besides, even if you want to be fair, you still used a Dharma treasure.
"Heaven Despairing Earth Spear!"
Not only was Cang Ming at the peak of the Soul Formation Stage, but he was also able to draw upon the laws and Great Daos of this world. He could even draw upon the power of an entire planet. Furthermore, he was also a master of the spear. He held half of the spear in one hand and stabbed it repeatedly at Jiang Tian.
However, when Patriarch Cang Ming stabbed out with the spear, the spear trembled. Instantly, a sorrowful aura was formed. It was as if there was no longer any light in the world. It was filled with killing, death, loss, grief, and other negative images and emotions. It was vivid and lifelike, and it instantly enveloped Jiang Tian's five senses and six senses.
At this moment, even though the onlookers were watching through the light screen and weren't seeing it with their own eyes, they were still enveloped by this tragic emotion.
When he was young, his family was poor. He was so hungry that he had to fight with dogs for food — tragic!
On the path of cultivation, he was an itinerant cultivator. He climbed up with difficulty and was repeatedly bullied — tragic!
He was successful in his studies, but when he saw his white-haired parents pass away with his own eyes, he was still powerless. He was helpless and helpless — tragic!
He fell behind in the competition for the position of Sect Leader. One of his arms was cut off and he was ridiculed — tragic!
Today, he witnessed hundreds of thousands of cultivators die in the hands of demons. His children, brothers, and lovers were all there — tragic!
A Half-Step Soul Formation cultivator was originally hiding in the fortress and watching through the light screen. Suddenly, the emotions of the "Sorrowful Spear of Heaven and Earth" spread out and engulfed him. Instantly, the most painful memories of his life rushed into his mind. It was as if a poisonous snake was gnawing at his soul, causing him to lose control of his Daoist Heart. His face and ears turned red, and his eyes were about to burst open. He clenched his fists tightly, and his True Essence and precepts surged. He staggered.
He wasn't the only one. All the Half-Step Soul Formation cultivators and Soul Formation cultivators felt the same. Their emotions were chaotic, and they almost went crazy.
In fact, the higher their cultivation, the more powerful they were, the more severe the emotional backlash would be.
"Tragic, tragic, tragic! The human world isn't worth it! "
Immediately, a Mid-Stage Soul Formation cultivator couldn't withstand the mental backlash. He roared and self-destructed his spirit, dying an unnatural death in an instant.
Because the path of immortality was dangerous and the Great Dao was a struggle, the higher a cultivator's cultivation, the more hardships they would experience and the more tragedies they would experience in the human world. The holes in their hearts would become bigger.
Even the Heavenly River Star Lord didn't feel good. All kinds of tragic and shocking events struck his heart. His face was pale and filled with grief and indignation.
"We were so far away. Moreover, our Dao Hearts were severely affected after being transformed by the Dharma artifact. Kang Tae-chu was the first to bear the brunt of it. He shouldn't have been able to dodge it!"
However, he knew how terrifying this attack was. Instead, he was very excited and happy.
He had to admit that Patriarch Cang Ming's spear was indeed powerful. Even with Jiang Tian's strong Dao Heart and powerful Divine Sense, many fantasies appeared in his mind at this moment. For example, the destruction of the Jiang family in his previous life, the tragic deaths of his parents, and the scenes of Qinger being forced to commit suicide appeared in his mind. It was as if they had happened yesterday.
However, Jiang Tian knew that these were the trajectories of his previous life. In this life, apart from the fact that Huang Linger, Tang Linglong, and the other girls developed feelings for him, and that the Ghost Kick was accidentally killed, everything else that happened was under Jiang Tian's control. Although there were twists and turns in the process, the endings were mostly perfect.
Therefore, Jiang Tian's eyes only flashed with a hint of grief. He smiled coldly and changed from defense to offense. He slashed out with his sword.
"Kun Peng Divine Law, Eighth Law, Yin Yang Split!"
As he slashed out with his sword, the sword light twisted and turned like the dividing line of Yin and Yang in the Taiji Diagram. It was very smooth and beautiful. It looked exceptionally harmonious and beautiful.
However, it was extremely fast and peerless. It rushed past like a bolt of lightning and cut through Patriarch Cang Ming's Tragic Sorrow like a knife cutting through water.
Everyone instantly felt all kinds of sorrowful emotions and tragic avatars disappear from their minds and hearts. They instantly felt relieved.
"How can your Dao Heart be so strong?"
Cang Ming was shocked and couldn't believe it.
Who didn't have regrets in their life? Even the Emperors and Mighty Figures had things they regretted. Who didn't have guilt in their life? Who could have a clear conscience? Who didn't have demons in their hearts? Those so-called Gods of Slaughter usually had extreme and stubborn thoughts in their hearts. Otherwise, how could they go against the heavens and kill Gods? Blood would flow for a thousand miles and millions of corpses would fall?
Remorse, regret, guilt, extreme thoughts and stubbornness and other negative emotions would create loopholes in one's Dao Heart. The Tragic Sorrow Spear Art was used to awaken those memories, strengthen those negative emotions and interfere with one's Dao Heart, eventually triggering demons.
He had dominated many planets and suppressed three eras. That spear attack had always been successful and at least ten Soul Formation Grand Cultivators had died under it.
But they didn't know.
Jiang Tian had lived two lives and he had taken revenge for all his enemies. Since he was reborn, he had always been straightforward and carefree. As for killing, Jiang Tian had seen too many civilizations destroyed in his previous life. His Dao Heart was like iron and he didn't feel guilty at all when he killed those people. He was completely calm.
"Go to hell with your questions!"
Jiang Tian didn't show any mercy. He slashed with the Heavenly Sword continuously, as if he wanted to kill all living beings and destroy the world.
"Open the Chaos!"
"Crack the Sky!"
"Break the Galaxy!"
Every slash from Jiang Tian was accompanied by the Kun Peng Divine Law. The air was destroyed and the dimension was cut open; the entire world seemed to be collapsing. Jiang Tian was like an ancient Sage who had come back to life with the Heavenly Sword in his hand. He slashed across the galaxy and cut open the world, creating a future for himself!
Even someone as strong as Cang Ming found himself in a difficult situation when facing Jiang Tian, who was showing off his abilities and charging forward courageously, unable to hold on.
The Kun Peng Divine Law transformed into a Kun Peng. Then, it stretched into an extremely thin and sharp golden line and slashed out.
Cang Ming was forced to retreat again and again. The crystallization of the laws of the "Ruins of Immortality" that he had summoned was sent flying and shattered time and time again. His armor, which had originated from the Primordial Era and had clearly been tempered by the flames of war and was still incomparably tough, had been slashed into pieces. His physical body forcefully healed time and time again, but it was cut open again and again. Heavy sacred blood dyed the sky red.
"How can his Dharma Laws be so powerful? They're ten times more terrifying than the Sword God from the Big Dipper! "
Cang Ming yelled in his mind.
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