Nishikawa!

Vientiane Mountain!

There is no longer the Vientiane Sect here, but it has become the Wanzong Alliance.

All the sects and sects in Xichuan have gathered in Vientiane Mountain, condensed into a huge alliance, at a glance, the entire Vientiane Mountain peaks and peaks, waterfalls and meteors, Qionglou Yuyu, thousands of mansions, everywhere are human figures, interspersed with them, come and go, or practice, or meditate, or ride, countless.

There was even a huge city with many shops and doors, and it was as prosperous as boiling oil.

Countless people came from all over the world, constantly pouring into this city, wanting to worship in the Ten Thousand Sects Alliance, get ahead, and make a name for themselves.

There are many more who want to seek refuge and find a place of comfort in troubled times.

However, the conditions for recruiting disciples in this Ten Thousand Sects Alliance are extremely strict, and those who are not gifted and outstanding are not accepted, and those who are not atmospheric are not accepted, so many people come to Vientiane Mountain from thousands of miles and dust, but they are closed and turned away.

There are discouraged people who jump off the cliff directly and seek a short view.

The bones under the cliff have long been piled up into a mountain, not to mention thousands, some are suicides, some are killed for him, after all, where there are people, there are rivers and lakes.

This cliff is also famous because of this, and the fate of the "Broken Soul Cliff" makes people talk about it.

When ordinary people come here, they suddenly feel the gust of yin wind, the biting cold, the resentment in the dark, and the ghost fire fluttering at night, and the wolf howling and the crow crying.

Suddenly, a figure swept through the sky, and suddenly the yin wind of the "Broken Soul Cliff" dissipated, and the resentment disappeared suddenly.

"Who dares to break into Vientiane Mountain?"

Those mountain guarding disciples and patrol teams immediately found that someone was flying in the sky, and after approaching Vientiane Mountain, their speed did not decrease, and they did not accept the interrogation, and they broke through the checkpoint, and they immediately shouted angrily.

"Bold!"

A great master of the mind even drank violently, carrying a flying sword, the spirit body rose into the air, and killed without asking the reason.

However, the manpower was strong, and before the flying sword could get close, it collapsed along with the spirit.

This Great Nian Master immediately spurted blood, his expression was shocked, and before he could make a sound, he fell to the ground, bleeding from his seven orifices, and his soul was sucked away by a mysterious force.

The same is true of those disciples around me.

All the way, it is unstoppable, and anyone who stands in the way will end up with a dead end and a scattered soul.

"Enemy attack!"

Dangdangdang......

In an instant, the entire Vientiane Mountain boiled, countless shouts rang out, bells and drums were loud, and the sound was piercing, spreading in all directions.

Jiang Yi held the spirit flag, the killing force was monstrous, the coldness between his eyebrows was revealed, and with a wave, the yin soul dispersed, and before tens of millions of sect alliance disciples could react to what was going on, they fell to the ground and lost their souls.

His speed was not very fast, looking at this Vientiane Mountain, he actually gave birth to Xiao Kill and sighed.

When he came to this Vientiane Mountain, he was cautious, walking on thin ice, and there were people he looked up to everywhere, and he didn't dare to offend.

Now that he is here again, rampage, there is no trace of awe in his heart, and there is a monstrous murderous machine.

As more people were killed, countless souls were summoned, and a terrible resentment spread, and the wind gusted between heaven and earth, and the sky seemed to become a little dim and gloomy.

Around him, there are countless ghosts roaring, like messengers coming out of hell, specializing in seducing souls and killing people.

"What kind of demon dares to slaughter the disciples of the Ten Thousand Sects Alliance, and he will die quickly!"

Jiang Yi's actions finally alarmed the strong men in the Wanzong Alliance, and the three figures suddenly flew out from the top of a mountain peak and came straight to Jiang Yi, or stabbed with a sword, or slashed, or killed with a spear, the momentum was like a rainbow, and it was extremely fierce.

This is the second level of the three transcendent saints to fly from the ground and the sky, belonging to the high-level of the Ten Thousand Sects Alliance, the elders, holding great power, high above, and indescribably noble.

But Jiang Yi didn't pause for half a minute, and dodged, directly met the attack of the three people, and then swept by.

Yes!

These three martial saint powerhouses suddenly let out a terrible scream, trembling all over, and then their bodies exploded, blood rained away, and their souls went with Jiang Yi.

In the blink of an eye, Jiang Yi came to the sky above a palace and stopped: "Song Wentian, come out and die!"

In front of this palace, there was a huge square, and many disciples who were cultivating had gathered in this square, and when they heard the sound, they all stopped and looked up, all of them were shocked.

At this moment, Vientiane Mountain suddenly fell into silence that it had never felt before, but soon, the silence was replaced by screams of fear.

Almost at the same time, some of the martial saint powerhouses in the Wanzong Alliance, the powerful ghosts and immortals, walked out of the palace one after another, and all of them focused their eyes on Jiang Yi's body, shocked and angry.

"Demon, you actually killed so many disciples of the Ten Thousand Sects Alliance!"

"This is the treasure of the undead high priest of the desolate clan, the spirit flag, this person must be a member of the desolate clan. ”

"Could it be that the people of the Desolate Clan have already killed Vientiane Mountain, and they want to attack our Wanzong Alliance. ”

"This person is too rampant, he single-handedly broke into the Ten Thousand Sects Alliance, he simply didn't take us seriously, and killed him!"

…………………………

Almost without any hesitation, all the Martial Saint powerhouses who had gained the ability to fly rose into the air one after another and rushed towards Jiang Yi to kill.

Countless ghosts and immortals have great powers, urging spirit weapons to attack.

These people's mastery is not the same, they come from different sects, there are Juedao Sect, there are Fujian Sect, there are Songhe Sect, there are Canghai Sect, there are Xuanling Sect, there are Luoyun Sect, etc., they are very powerful.

All of a sudden, Jiang Yi was besieged by dozens of people, with swords and swords, fists and palms, spiritual power shocks, killing moves everywhere, dense and unventilated, no daylight, and no room to dodge.

Jiang Yi stood in the air, his expression was as usual, the spirit flag was windless, swept over, wrapped his body layer by layer, and all the attacks fell on the spirit flag, making an earth-shattering explosion, but he couldn't shake the spirit flag, and all of them were resisted.

Jiang Yi stretched it open, the spirit banner shook, and suddenly a huge yin ghost roared out from the flag, and the powerful evil qi swept away, like a ghost descending to earth.

This is not the Yin Boss General, but the Yin Soul Boss.

But it wasn't over yet, Jiang Yi shook the spirit banner again, and another Yin Soul Boss rushed out.

It shook ten times in a row, and each time there was a ghost boss.

The Yin Soul Commander suddenly appeared in the air, let out an earth-shattering roar, and then rushed in all directions, tearing a Martial Saint powerhouse apart.

The blood of the corpse, like a downpour, fell from the sky, with vague pieces of minced flesh in it, shocking and terrible.

Jiang Yi slaughtered a large number of people of the Desolate Clan in the Key of the Desolation, and the power of this spirit banner had long exceeded that of the Undead High Priest.

Although the undead high priest absorbed a lot of souls, those people were ordinary people, with low strength and weak souls, and the people of the desolate clan killed by Jiang Yi were all masters, and there were so many ancient barbarians and ancient witches among them, naturally they could not be compared.

So many souls were all inhaled into the soul flag, and after Jiang Yi's refining, they immediately condensed into ten Yin Soul Commanders.

This Yin Soul Boss, although he is not as strong as the one that the Undead High Priest condensed before, can also exert the power of the transcendent third level of sainthood to kill the heavens, and it is more than enough to slaughter the people in front of him.

Not only that, but these Yin Soul Bosses, after killing people, continue to devour souls, and will continue to gain strengthening, and eventually transform into Yin Soul Kings.

Countless disciples of the Ten Thousand Sect Alliance, even if they had seen the bloody scene, were so frightened that their faces were bloodless at this time, and they screamed.

"If you don't hand over Song Wentian today, then I will slaughter the Ten Thousand Sects Alliance. ”

Jiang Yi's voice, like a devil, suddenly resounded throughout Vientiane Mountain, and even people dozens of miles away could hear it clearly.

"Demon, don't be rampant, look at the knife!"

At this moment, a loud roar sounded, and a figure flew over from a distance, and between the lightning and flint, it approached Jiang Yi's body, and a treasure knife slashed out, and the knife qi swept out, extremely sharp, like a thunderbolt, enveloping Jiang Yi's head.

It seems that this person's purpose is to cut off Jiang Yi's head with a knife and end everything.

"It's the master of the Feng Changjing Gate!"

"What a master, that's the patriarch. ”

"Feng Chang will definitely be able to cut off this person's head after the patriarch's action. ”

…………………………

This person is Feng Changjing, who used to be the master of the Absolute Sword Gate, and "Desperate Thirty-six Knives" is the best in the world, and it is rare to meet an opponent.

As soon as he came out, the hall was full of applause, and the cry shook the sky, as if the god of war was born and ruled everything.

But this knife was stranded, and it was taken by Jiang Yi with his bare hands, and it was crushed with one palm, clean and neat.

"Feng Changjing?"

Jiang Yi's gaze fell on Feng Changjing, and when he mentioned the Absolute Sword Gate, he immediately remembered Pan Changfeng and Yin Jianxiu, but both of them had been killed by him, and the grass on the grave was estimated to be several zhang high.

"Feng Changjing, quickly hand over Song Wentian, I can spare your life, otherwise your fate will be the same as Pan Changfeng, you know?"

Jiang Yi said lightly.

"Are you Jiang Yi? Changfeng was actually killed by you, damn it, I want to break your body into thousands of pieces and kill you!"

Feng Changjing retreated dozens of feet in the air, and immediately recognized Jiang Yi's identity, and suddenly heard Jiang Yi's words, he was immediately completely furious, and the strong killing intent was intertwined on his face, and without hesitation, he immediately cast the "Desperate Thirty-six Blades", and slashed towards Jiang Yi frantically.

However, Feng Changjing is the realm of the third level of transcendent sainthood to the sky, and Jiang Yi has already cultivated to the fourth level of transcendent sainthood, and he is on top, how can he be Jiang Yi's opponent?

Although the knife technique was fierce, but the strength was weak, Jiang Yi stepped out, and his figure suddenly disappeared under the overwhelming sword, shrunk into inches, and suddenly appeared behind Feng Changjing, punching him in the back.

Bang!

A medium-grade spiritual weapon armor on Feng Changji's body immediately cracked, and a blood mist erupted from its mouth.