Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery-Chapter 140 - 133 Taiqing Spirit Iron 2_1

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"Formation Method! Formation Method!"

Jiang Ding’s expression was cold and detached as he took off the half-magic-tool heavy machine gun from his back, pulled the bolt, found an angle that wouldn’t cause the bullets to ricochet, and pressed the trigger.

"No formation is harder than a Bullet of Breaking Magic Steel!"

Bang, Bang!

The muzzle emitted light blue smoke and fire, and indeed, thin threads of blood appeared on the Taiqing Spirit Iron mine, feeling the grave threat and converging into a web to pounce on the Bullet of Breaking Magic Steel.

The spiritual light shattered, and the blood was speckled, pierced through.

These blood threads were exceptionally sharp and resilient, but they were nothing in front of the half-magic-tool heavy machine gun bullets.

However,

Jiang Ding looked around the seemingly empty surroundings of the Taiqing Spirit Iron mine and furrowed his brows.

Bang, Bang!

A few more shots, and the emerging blood threads were shattered.

Shoot again, and there was still more.

Bang, Bang, Bang...

Jiang Ding’s eyes grew colder, his finger kept squeezing the trigger without letting go, bursts of fire spewed out, sparks flew everywhere, and the ricocheting bullets created holes in the walls of the Jindao School Ancestor Temple, rendering the half-meter-thick walls useless.

A whole belt of ammunition fired, and the area was enveloped in light blue smoke, the pungent smell of gunpowder hanging in the air.

The blood-colored threads were still emerging.

They would disperse, then reappear.

"There must be some kind of Spiritual Energy Recycling Array Method, and the reserves of spiritual energy are plentiful."

Jiang Ding loaded a new belt of ammunition, his eyes showing a contemplative look, "Need to activate the array, find, and calculate the Formation Nodes."

He diverted his gaze from the Taiqing Spirit Iron mine and looked back towards the Blood Pool by the Ancestor Temple, raising his hand for three consecutive point shots.

Without a doubt, the Formation Nodes would be nearby.

Bang, Bang!

The Blood Pool reacted violently, more blood threads surged from the churning Blood Pool, gathering together to form streams in an attempt to block the attack of the Bullets of Breaking Magic Steel.

Sizzle...

These gathered corrosive blood webs, faced with three Bullets of Breaking Magic Steel, were rapidly eroded until nothing remained.

"Good!"

Jiang Ding was surprisingly pleased, raising his hand for half a belt of ammunition, dozens of Bullets of Breaking Magic Steel were fired, the roar of the gun never ceased, and the rattling shook the tablets of the Jindao School Ancestor Temple to the ground.

Pfft, Pfft!

The blood threads formed a web, the blood web reappeared, but it was shattered in mid-air and fell apart.

After a whole belt of ammunition was spent, the Array’s spiritual light dimmed significantly, yet whenever there was an external attack, there would still be blood threads emerging.

The intensity had decreased a lot, only at the level of a Late-stage Qi Cultivation attack.

"Still not good enough, not hitting the real weak spots, many attacks are missing, not reaching the core."

Jiang Ding frowned.

He was the typical strong-offense-weak-defense type, and these threads could still inflict fatal wounds on him.

"Can’t take too many shortcuts."

"Formation Nodes, Formation Nodes!"

Jiang Ding took a deep breath, projecting a chart in front of him using the miniature computer in his camouflage uniform. Every time he fired a shot, after observing for a moment, he recorded the changes in the Formation Data on the chart.

The main reason was that he had no Divine Sense, so he could not accurately grasp the massive amount of data of the Formation’s movements, relying only on what his naked eyes could observe, which was very little data and very inefficient.

Bang!

Bang!

A shot, a pause, and then another, continuously.

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Yuejing.

Golden Armor Guards and soldiers from the Zhendong Army struggled in a life and death battle within the city, as Thundery Yellow Scarf Puppets with each punch and kick had the Xiantians like Langzhu spitting blood, and the situation gradually turned in favor of the Qiyu Sect.

"Ha ha! A direct descendant of the Hua Xue Yu’s clan from Xuetu Hall, just what I need to make up a military exploit. I didn’t expect you to come to me, excellent, excellent!"

Master Mianshan laughed heartily, waving his Peach Wood Sword, with thunderbolts falling one after another, scattering the protective Blood Cloud around the robed figure.

The magic robes scorched and shattered, revealing a young man with an ugly face underneath, his skin color exceptionally pale, almost transparent.

A greedy light shone in his eyes.

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Not to mention the treasures on his person, merely slaying any direct descendant of the three great Yuanlao Clan families within Xuetu Hall would entitle one to exchange for a Foundation Building Pill at the Sect’s Merit Hall—no need to rely on the problematic Golden Stone Foundation Building Pill, whose medicinal effects might not even remain after a thousand years.

The Thunder Vein, the foremost among all branches of Qiyu Sect, excels at exterminating demons and eradicating evil!

"You forced my hand."

Feeling the warning hum from the Hua Xue Magical Blade embryo that he was refining on Jindaoshan Mountain, the man in the black robe calmed down instead.

"Knife!"

He shouted low, his hand plunged sharply into his chest, and his face contorted with intense agony.

Bit by bit, he pulled a blood knife from his chest, its bloodthirsty aura piercing the heavens!

A direct descendant of Hua Xue Yu’s clan within Xuetu Hall, nurtured little by little since childhood, this was the destined blood knife they planned to merge with the blade embryo to break through foundation building and possibly even advance to becoming an Artifact!

"Destined Blood Knife!"

Master Mianshan’s expression turned grave.

"Since you’re courting death, then I’ll send you on your way!"

The man in the black robe bellowed furiously.

Boundless murderous aura surged to the sky, dispersing the lightning strikes, and blood-colored sword light illuminated the entirety of Yuejing; with one slice, he struck.

The besieging Daoist Qing and Master Ku Shi each launched a punch imprint and Sword Qi. The great forces of heaven and earth converged, further infused with a faint martial will, amplifying their power to the Peak of Qi Practicing level.

Splurt!

However, the attacks that could have stopped this man now seemed like bubbles beneath the blood knife, breaking upon contact; the two forces were simply not on the same level.

"Go!"

Without hesitation, both stepped aside, leaving Master Mianshan exposed.

"Heavenly Thunder Sword!"

Master Mianshan had anticipated this, a flash of ruthlessness crossed his face. He spat out a mouthful of Essence Blood onto the sword. The magic sword broke free and merged with the dark clouds in the sky, drawing endless Heavenly Thunder, coalescing into a purple lightning strike that thundered down.

Boom!

The lightning struck the blood knife, purple and light blue light overflowing, the blood knife trembling and distorting like water ripples, but in the end, it was unharmed, turning into a sweep of blood light that swept toward him.

"This..."

Master Mianshan cried out in horror.

All at the Peak of Qi Practicing, the combined force of three such fighters, along with his own Essence Blood empowered strike, didn’t even qualify to injure the opponent!

How could the gap be so huge!

"Explode!"

Master Mianshan shouted fiercely. The high-grade Artifact Heavenly Thunder Sword detonated as it was repelled while he himself turned, without a second glance, and fled far away.

Rip!

A flash of blood light cut through the Artifact’s exploding turbulence, slicing it in two halves instantly. In the blink of an eye, it caught up to Master Mianshan and the blood knife swung down.

"Fellow Daoist Yu! I am willing to surrender to Xuetu Hall..."

A flash of blood light.

Master Mianshan was split from the eyebrow down, his boiling Essence Blood swallowed up, leaving a desiccated corpse to fall as he lunged diagonally forward, bisecting Master Ku Shi, known in Jianghu for his "Vajra indestructibility".

Daoist Qing fled in terror, deeply regretting his momentary lapse in judgment, for agreeing to Master Mianshan’s words and getting involved in disputes among Cultivators.

"Insignificant insects..."

The man in the black robe tightly gripped the blood knife, ready to pursue, but his expression changed suddenly.

In his Divine Sense perception, the warning from the blade embryo escalated, and the Formation Method was so damaged it could be breached at any moment.

"Who dares to tamper with my Hua Xue blade embryo?"

The man in the black robe’s words were chillingly cold. He absorbed Master Mianshan’s Storage Bag and, with a sweep of blood light, transformed into a Blood Rainbow flying toward Jindaoshan Mountain.

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Bang!

Another shot rang out.

Jiang Ding’s eyes brightened, "I’ve found it, the third Formation Node!"

Bang, bang, bang!

The Half Artifact heavy machine gun’s muzzle fired in rapid succession, shattering an ordinary-looking rock dozens of meters away, triggering a chain reaction. Many parts of the Reincarnation Ghost Killing Array started to collapse, and the creation of blood lines slowed considerably.

"Just two more Formation Nodes and this Formation Method can be broken..."

Jiang Ding muttered to himself, but temporarily closed the document projected in front of him by the micro-computer, withdrawing the half-spent chain of bullets to load a fresh one.

From the drone’s perspective, the Blood Rainbow was clearly visible, flying this way with a murderous frenzy.