3127: C3127 It's Not too Much

C3127 It's Not too Much

After casting the Immortal Art, Jiang Ting didn't need to think too much to determine the power and consumption of the sword formation.

There were also disadvantages.

He discovered that if the sword formation was broken, even if he circulated all his magic power, he wouldn't be able to gather the sword formation in an instant. . . Just like that gap, it wasn't big, but it took him two breaths to recover.

After pondering for a while, Jiang Ting started to perform the Immortal Art again.

……. .

In the blink of an eye, a day had passed.

During this period of time, Jiang Ting had been using Immortal Arts to test the power of the sword formation. Overall, other than the fact that it took him a long time to recover after being broken, the sword formation was pretty good in all aspects.

Due to the fact that he was experimenting with the sword formation, he could sense that his Immortal Arts had become even more powerful!

Previously, he could only condense ten phantoms when he was at the first level of Foundation Establishment, but now, condensing seventeen phantoms was as easy as flipping his hand. If he did not care about the consumption of his magical energy, he could easily condense more than twenty phantoms with his powerful Divine Sense.

Because of the appearance of the sword formation, the number of phantoms was once strong, and coupled with the breakthrough in his cultivation, it was also easy for him to condense more than twenty phantoms. Not mentioning his usual combat strength, if he were to unleash his full strength, his strength would actually be more than a fold higher than before!

"Not bad. " With a low voice, Jiang Ting's mind turned. The green sword light dispersed, and many magic swords returned to his body.

Looking around. . . There was no damage.

His sword formation had been covering the sky, and the Immortal Arts did not attack the ground. He had been experimenting with the magic and sword formation for a day, and the environment was barely intact.

The small golden sword turned into a flying sword and stepped on it. Jiang Ting flew towards the depths of the Crane Mourn Mountain.

Calculating the time, it was almost the time he and Mo Sang had agreed on.

Although he had finished casting all his magic swords, there were even more Formless Stones. However, Jiang Ting would not mind wasting Phaseless Stones.

If magic swords were to be fused with other materials in the future, he would need the Phaseless Stones as support. No matter how many of them came, he would not mind having too many. Although the number of magic swords he had would not change, in the future, he would definitely add other materials!

The Formless Stone in Mo Sang's hand, which he had yet to obtain, was quite attractive to him.

………………. .

Three hundred miles to the east of the Purple Frost Sect.

At the peak of the mountain where the market was located.

With a flash of light, Jiang Ting flew out of the marketplace. He only took a glance at the entrance of the market before flying towards the top of the mountain.

The agreed location wasn't the top of the mountain. Instead, it was the top of the mountain.

At the top of the mountain.

Jiang Ting wasn't the first one to arrive here.

There were two people sitting opposite each other at a distance of about 30 meters.

A man and a woman.

The man was naturally Mo Sang. When he had agreed to trade with Jiang Ting, he had taken off his bamboo hat. He had a rather sinister look on his face.

The woman, on the other hand, was quite pretty. She was slightly plump and wore a beautiful green dress. She looked quite cute. Like Mo Sang, she was also at the third level of Foundation Establishment. Although she was not wearing the Purple Frost Sect uniform, she should be a disciple of the Purple Frost Sect.

When Jiang Ting approached the peak of the mountain, Mo Sang stood up and raised his hand slightly. "Junior brother. "

"Senior brother Mo Sang. "

He paused for a moment. Jiang Ting looked at the girl with a strange look in his eyes. "Senior Sister Jian Han. "

Jian Han. In the past, Jiang Ting did not know her, but now, he knew her.

Previously, Qing Feng Taoist had pretended to give out a mission in order to distinguish the spy. Even though Purple Frost Sect's people were nervous at that time, they still led them there. Dozens of Foundation Establishment realm cultivators. . . Jian Han was one of them.

Jian Han greeted him without changing his expression, "Junior Jiang. "

Mo Sang's eyes immediately lit up. "Junior Jiang and junior Jiang know each other?"

"We met once before. " Jian Han replied softly.

They exchanged greetings.

Jiang Ting opened his mouth again. "Senior Brother Mo Sang, he said. How many more people are there?"

He calculated the time. According to the time agreed upon when they parted ways with Mo Sang, there should still be around ten days left.

"Just the three of us. "

He paused for a moment. Mo Sang got up: "Since everyone is here, shall we set off now?"

As he spoke, Mo Sang waved his hand and took out a flying boat, placing it at its largest. It was around ten zhang long. . . . It was not big. It should be an extremely small flying boat.

The flying boat and the flying sword were both small flying magic tools.

The difference was that flying boats were suitable for many people to fly, and their speed was slightly faster than flying swords, so they could only fly.

Flying swords, on the other hand, were more flexible, and could be freely controlled when fighting. If it was a flying ship. . . When fighting, one could not pilot a flying ship, because flying ships were not suitable for fighting due to their uniqueness and size.

"Let's go. " Jian Han jumped into the flying boat and sat cross-legged on the deck at the stern of the boat.

"Alright. " Jiang Ting did not refuse and followed him into the flying boat.

Mo Sang smiled and sent out a stream of magic power. The flying ship soared into the sky and flew out of the Crane's Cry Mountain.

Perhaps it was because of the unpleasant experience at Maple Leaf Peak, or perhaps it was because of some other reason, Jian Han did not talk to Jiang Ting. There was a sense of alienation between them.

"Junior Brother really has extraordinary talent. In just a few years' time, his cultivation has broken through once again. " Mo Sang, who was controlling the flying boat, did not seem to see it. He started to congratulate him.

Indeed, compared to the time Jiang Ting had wasted when he was at the ninth level of Qi Refining, Three months ago, Daoist Fresh Breeze had given Jiang Ting a large amount of pills to assist in his cultivation. They had agreed that Jiang Ting would be at the first level of Foundation Establishment. Now, he was already at Foundation Establishment Stage Level 2.

From the day he broke through to Foundation Establishment until now, counting the time, it had only been less than two years.

Although he did not know how a twenty year old Foundation Establishment Second Level was like among the geniuses of Tian Lan. . . At least, it was definitely not bad.

Jiang Ting pretended to smile foolishly. "It was just a fluke. Junior brother's talent can't be considered good. . . That's right. Senior brother, where is our destination for this trip? "

"The Green Rainbow Danger Zone. " Perhaps they had already set off, but Mo Sang did not hide anything this time.

The Green Rainbow Danger Zone?

After thinking for a while, Jiang Ting realized. . . He had never heard of it, and had never heard of it before.

Mo Sang seemed to know what he was thinking. He smiled and said, "It's about two hundred thousand miles away from our Crane Mourn Mountain. It's only natural that you don't know about it, junior brother. "

As they chatted along the way, the three of them flew out of the Crane's Cry Mountain and cut through the sky at an increasing speed.

………….0

Jiang Ting originally thought that with the three of them travelling together, he would be able to reach Foundation Establishment Stage Level 2 while Mo Sang and Jian Han would be at Foundation Establishment Stage Level 3. The journey might be very peaceful.

Who would have thought. . .

About twenty thousand miles after leaving Crane Mourn Mountain.

Mo Sang controlled the flying boat to suddenly slow down.

Jiang Ting and Jian Han also lowered their heads to look at the ground. On the ground, there was a village that was being engulfed by a sea of fire.

In the sea of fire, there was a man in a black robe standing there. While the sea of fire was devouring the village, it was also devouring the people in the village. There were not many living people in the village.

Killing mortals was usually done by devil cultivators.

The person below was not a simple character. The three of them could sense the Foundation Establishment aura from the black-robed man, even though they were not very high up in the sky.

His cultivation base was the same as Mo Sang and Jian Han's, Foundation Establishment Stage Level 3.

The black-robed man who set the ground on fire had long since noticed their arrival on the flying boat.

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