Between the lightning and flint, Feng Changjing was injured by Jiang Yi.

At this scene, the eyes were dropped, everyone's shouts stopped abruptly, the air became dead silent, and I don't know how many people dropped their jaws.

Even a powerful figure like Feng Changjing is not Jiang Yi's opponent, how strong Jiang Yi is?

"Damn, kill!"

Feng Changjing roared angrily, waved the sword again, and displayed the last nine knives of the "Desperate Thirty-six Knives", the knife was like a god, slashing the sky and killing the earth, splitting the mountains and seas, and the entire sky was immediately shrouded in sword qi, turning into a sea of knives, fast and fierce.

Originally, Jiang Yi's punch could completely kill him, but there was a medium-grade spiritual weapon armor on his body, which saved his life.

However, this medium-grade spiritual weapon armor was also completely shattered, turning into countless fragments, splattering out, piercing and killing countless disciples of the Ten Thousand Sect Alliance, screaming again and again.

"Feng Changjing, don't struggle anymore, this "Desperate Thirty-six Blades" is indeed powerful, but it's a pity that your realm is inferior to me, and you haven't comprehended the subtlety of the abyss shrinking the ground, how can you attack me?"

Jiang Yi's figure flickered in the air again and again, ethereal, and could not be locked at all, no matter how Feng Changjing attacked, he couldn't touch a trace of the corner of his clothes, and it was all in vain.

Once you cultivate to the fourth level of the transcendent sainthood, you will be able to dive into the abyss, shrinking the ground into inches, which is wonderful, and when you fight, you will be at ease, if you have divine help.

"Kill, kill, kill, I want to kill you, avenge Changfeng, maintain the stability of the Wanzong Alliance, all demons will die under my sword. ”

Feng Changjing immediately went crazy, and between the swings, the spiritual platform rose from the depths of **, bursting out with terrifying power, surging and magnificent.

"Look for death!"

Jiang Yi's eyes flashed with murderous intent, no longer dodging, and directly punched out, the wind and clouds rolled upside down, and the divine power was mighty, instantly defeating the power of Feng Changjing.

Bang!

The treasure knife in Feng Changjing's hand was immediately knocked away, and Jiang Yi was punched in the chest, and then he screamed, flew out, broke all over, and fell on the square like a sack, his flesh and blood were blurred, and he died tragically on the spot.

The lord of the dignified family, a famous figure, died in the hands of Jiang Yi like this.

Jiang Yi made a big move, and a silk scroll flew out of Feng Changjing's body, which was the knife duel of "Desperate Thirty-six Knives".

There is also that treasure knife, a medium-grade spiritual weapon, which was also put into a storage bag by Jiang Yi.

With his current strength, he may not be able to use it, but he can use it for the disciples of the sect.

Just when Jiang Yi killed Feng Changjing, the ten Yin Soul Commanders also dealt with the others, and the magnificent palaces below collapsed one after another, turning into ruins.

It's a pity that Song Wentian's shadow was still not found, and those elders were not there, and even Hong Wuji, the leader of the Wanzong Alliance, was not in Vientiane Mountain, which was very weird.

"Soul Search!"

Jiang Yi grabbed a Martial Saint powerhouse, and without saying a word, he immediately performed the Soul Search Technique, and after a few breaths, he obtained all the memories of this Martial Saint powerhouse.

"It was really Song Wentian who took away the corpse of Frost!" His face was cold, murderous, and then his brows furrowed deeply.

"Jiang Yi, how's it going?" At this time, Shennong Ding came, and Jiang Yunlan asked.

"We are a step late, Qi Zhenjun has been here, Song Wentian has gone with him with the body of Frost, not only that, but even Hong Wuji and a cadre of elders have also followed, there is only one elder in this Vientiane Mountain, but he has been killed by me. ”

Jiang Yi said.

Needless to say, everyone had already seen the tragic situation of the Wanzong Alliance, but they did not have the slightest sympathy, but were very happy.

These sects, when the Great Departure Kingdom existed, were a special existence, controlling Xichuan and not listening to the orders of the Great Departure Country at all, and there were even countless frictions between the two sides.

Especially those disciples of the sect, they are arrogant and invincible, after leaving Xichuan, they relied on their identities to do misbehaps, and they were lawless, and now they are killed by Jiang Yi, and they also deserve it.

"So what now?" asked Lan Ruofei.

"Now that we have come to this point, we will not stop doing it, destroy the Ten Thousand Sects Alliance, and take away all the resources. Jiang Yi said coldly.

In an instant, Jiang Yi descended to the Law Enforcement Hall of the Ten Thousand Sects Alliance, and with a wave of the Soul Flag, all the disciples of the Law Enforcement Hall died instantly, and their souls floated into the Soul Banner.

Jiang Yi has a grudge against Hong Wei, so this Law Enforcement Hall is the first target of his destruction, and these disciples of the Law Enforcement Hall are desperately resisting Hong Wei, and if they don't kill him, it will definitely be a trouble.

As for the others, as long as they surrendered obediently, Jiang Yi did not kill them, but dismissed them.

Then, he came to the treasure house of the Ten Thousand Sects League, which was a huge mountain, and after being hollowed out, it became the treasure house of the Ten Thousand Sects League, which was heavily guarded and hidden, and there was a powerful prohibition on the outside, even if he repeatedly strafed with his telekinesis, he could not find out anything.

Fortunately, some people are afraid of death and tell the secret, otherwise, I am afraid it will take a lot of effort.

The resources in this treasure house are not as good as the key to the desolation, but there are also a lot of them, and the most precious ones are the classics, pills, and spirit stones.

After a stick of incense, this treasure house was emptied, and all the resources were collected into Shennong Ding.

Jiang Yi got out of the treasure house and attacked again, and the entire Vientiane Mountain was finally razed to the ground by him, and he couldn't find a complete peak, and even the city built in it was destroyed, which was shocking.

Then, Shennong Ding flew away.

Wan Zongmeng was completely wiped out by Jiang Yi.

"High Priest of the Holy Word, can you still calculate the whereabouts of Frost?" In Shennong Ding, Jiang Yi opened his mouth and said, "As long as you help me recapture Frost's body, I can release you." ”

"Jiang Yi, are you sure she's dead?" The High Priest of the Holy Word opened his eyes, looked at Jiang Yi, and said such an inexplicable sentence.

"What do you mean?" Jiang Yi's eyes were cold: "She was killed to save me, no matter what, I will take her back and not allow anyone to blaspheme." ”

"What if I say that she is not dead?" said the High Priest of the Word suddenly.

"What do you say? Frost isn't dead? Say it again?"

Jiang Yi's figure flashed, and he appeared in front of the High Priest of the Holy Word, grabbed her white neck with his right hand, and said fiercely.

Ahem!!

The High Priest of the Holy Word was clutched by his neck, and he couldn't breathe at all, coughing constantly.

"Jiang Yi, don't get excited, calm down first, and listen to her finish speaking. Jiang Yunlan took a few steps forward and said, and Jiang Yi let go of his hand.

"High Priest of the Holy Word, you have now fallen into our hands and become a prisoner, and you dare to make fun of this matter, tease me and others, believe it or not, I will kill you now?"

Jiang Yunlan's face showed a murderous intent.

The faces of the others were also gloomy, cold, and did not have any good looks, nor did they have any good feelings for the witch of the High Priest of the Holy Word.

This high priest of the Holy Word, as the head of the desolate race, was not a merciful lord, and the people who died on her were innumerable, and their hands were stained with blood.

The reason why Jiang Yi spared her life was not because of her beauty, but because of her calculating ability.

"Haha......"

The High Priest of the Holy Word suddenly laughed, like a poppy, beautiful, eye-catching, but deadly.

She recovered for a while, and then said slowly: "I'm not joking with you, in my calculations, she is indeed not dead, but you, Jiang Yi, you are dead." ”

The High Priest of the Holy Word was not shocked to death, and uttered such a shocking word.

Bang!

In Jiang Yi's mind, there seemed to be thousands of thunderbolts exploding, buzzing, and his thoughts were chaotic, as if he had fallen into a dark abyss, unable to extricate himself.

Others, instinctively, felt ridiculous, how could Jiang Yi be dead standing here alive?

But what kind of person was the High Priest of the Word, and how could he say such a thing?

In an instant, everyone seemed to have heard the Arabian Nights, ghosts and gods, goosebumps, numbness on the scalp, and chills in the bottom of their hearts.

"High Priest of the Word, do you know what you're talking about?"

After half a ring, Jiang Yifang turned around, his face turned pale, and said heavily.

"Jiang Yi, this is what I want to say to you, I have calculated you many times before, but your traces have been erased by others, becoming a huge variable, leaving me with nothing, and I have also suffered a huge backlash. ”

The High Priest of the Holy Word said lightly: "Until I obtained your blood, after repeated calculations, I finally spied a glimmer of heavenly opportunity, and your fate has been cut off, which is a sign of death. ”

"Then why am I still alive?" Jiang Yi gradually calmed down.

"I don't know! With my current ability, I can't figure this out. The High Priest of the Holy Word shook his head: "Jiang Yi, there is a big secret hidden in your body that even you don't know, I am very interested, so even if you let me go, I will not leave, I will completely reveal your secret, but I wish." ”

Jiang Yi was silent.

The others were also silent, and the entire Shennong Ding was silent, and no sound could be heard.

This kind of ridiculous words, they shouldn't believe it, but it makes people feel frightened.

In fact, Jiang Yi cared about something different from others, and there was a contradiction in his heart, on the one hand, he didn't believe in the calculations of the High Priest of the Holy Word, and there must be a mistake in it.

But on the other hand, he hoped that the calculation of the High Priest of the Holy Word was not wrong, because in this way, she said that Nie Hanshuang was not dead, and it would come true.

If he could, he hoped to exchange his death for Nie Hanshuang's life, and he had no hesitation.

Just like when Nie Hanshuang saved him, he was so duty-free.

Approximately, this is the value of not killing the High Priest of the Holy Word, and it seems to be a relief to hear someone say that Nie Hanshuang is not dead.