"Impossible......"

Yin Jian was seriously injured and paralyzed on the ground, his organs were damaged, and he was unable to return to the sky, his eyes were blank and he muttered unconsciously, he could never believe that Jiang Feng had destroyed his soul bell.

"Your unwillingness is meaningless!" Jiang Feng looked at him coldly and said, "Even if you use other spells in the Sound Demon Pavilion, it will be difficult to change the situation of defeat, the gap between you and me is already doomed, and it has nothing to do with the spells used." ”

"Why aren't you affected by the Soul Snatcher?" Yin Jian gritted his teeth and glared at Jiang Feng angrily, his doubts were also the doubts of the ancestors outside the mirage.

Jiang Feng sneered, pointed his sword at the center of his eyebrows, and the image of a handsome young man appeared in front of Yin Jian's eyes, it was the flower picking thief who was in chaos in the Immortal City that day.

"Do you know him?" Jiang Feng used some Yuan Shen Technique tricks to directly manifest an image in his memory and tell Yin Jian the answer he wanted.

Yin Jian struggled, and the moment he saw the manifested person in front of him, his expression suddenly changed greatly, and he exclaimed, "Uncle Nie!"

"It turns out that this scumbag's surname is Nie!" Jiang Feng also looked at this flower-picking thief who was forcibly called Jia Yi by him at the beginning, and the irony on the corner of his mouth became even stronger, "I can still break the soul-snatching sound emitted by his cultivation, let alone you?"

"You broke Senior Uncle Nie's Soul Snatching Miyin?" Yin Jian's face suddenly turned bloody when he heard this, but he was in a fit of anger, and his qi and blood surged, "Senior Uncle Nie's cultivation is profound, and the Yuan Shen Realm has already reached the Yuan Fetal Realm, just with you, how is it possible?"

Suddenly, a moment flashed in his eyes, looking at Jiang Feng laughing wildly, causing the injury, and coughing a few more times: "I understand, you want to lie and humiliate me, so as to prove that you are stronger than me!"

"You don't believe it?"

"I believe you have indeed met Uncle Nie, but you have never fought at all, I am afraid that if you see you from afar, you will run away!hahahaha!" Yin Jian seemed to have grasped something painful, and laughed at Jiang Feng selflessly, forgetting the fact of the fiasco.

Jiang Feng's expression was calm, and there was still a hint of a smile on the corner of his mouth, and when Yin Jian saw this, he thought that he had revealed the truth, and the sound of shame and laughter was even louder.

"Take 10,000 steps back and say, even if you really fought with Uncle Nie, in my opinion, you are just a fugitive. You must have spent a lot of money to save your life from his old man's hands, I really want to see with my own eyes how you knelt down in front of Uncle Nie and begged for your life!"

"There are so many words of those who are about to die. Jiang Feng scratched his head indifferently, stepped on Yin Jian's waist and abdomen, and half-squatted in his painful wail.

Yin Jian was sweating profusely on his forehead, and he was clearly enduring extreme pain, but he looked at Jiang Feng, his expression was unusually happy, and he was even more unabashedly mocking.

"I understand! No wonder you want to kill me, because you want to get back from me the dignity that you threw away in front of Uncle Nie, and you want to comfort yourself through the sense of superiority at this time! Hahahaha...... Jiang Feng, it turns out that you are nothing more than that!"

"Enough!"

Yin Jian's smile became more and more presumptuous, Jiang Feng's face finally showed impatience, a little force on his feet, Yin Jian's pain immediately doubled, struggling and wailing, and it was difficult to show his arrogance.

"Dare to be so rebellious even if you are fishy!" Jiang Feng grabbed Yin Jian's shirt and brought him up to his eyes, and said in a low voice, "You have made one mistake from beginning to end, not only did I fight with your Uncle Nie, but he also died at my hands in the end. ”

Before Yin Jian could get angry, Jiang Feng immediately showed the last scene of killing the monk surnamed Na Nie, he did not reveal the figure of the three of Xia Ye Death, he knew that the ancestors outside the mirage were also watching, he couldn't let Xia Ye kill them in front of the cultivators in this dangerous situation.

In the Yuanshen Painting, two seriously injured young men stood opposite each other, Jiang Feng carried ten swords in unison, and the nine blades slashed the god dragon and roared, killing the thief surnamed Nie with one blow.

At the same time that this scene fell in Yin Jian's eyes, it was also seen by the mirage in the eyes of all the ancestors, especially the monks of the Sound Demon Pavilion, who naturally also knew the monk surnamed Na Nie, and knew that the image was definitely not a fake.

This Senior Uncle Nie is also a strong elder in the Sound Demon Pavilion, but he has not heard from him since he left the sect a few years ago, and he would not have thought that he would know his whereabouts in this way today, and everyone in the Sound Demon Pavilion was shocked.

Among the cultivators of the Sound Demon Pavilion, an elegant and handsome middle-aged man stared at the scene in the light curtain, he was Yin Jian's master, and he was the same name as the monk surnamed Nie.

No one knows this Senior Brother Nie's cultivation realm better than him, and it is not easy to kill him, there must be something strange here, but it is also an indisputable fact that he was finally buried in the hands of Jiang Feng.

Yin Jian looked at the scene in Yuan Shen's impression in disbelief, and suddenly had a surge of strength out of nowhere, breaking free from Jiang Feng's hand, and wanted to do something to him with a hideous expression.

Jiang Feng naturally didn't know that Yin Jian had chosen to cultivate the Soul Bell because he was longing for this so-called Senior Uncle Nie, and now, seeing his idol being killed, his belief seemed to collapse in an instant.

Looking at the enemy in front of him, Yin Jian actually stood up with only one will, wanting to kill Jiang Feng, but now that his internal organs were about to collapse, he couldn't mobilize any cultivation at all.

"You killed Uncle Nie, I'm going to kill you!"

Yin Jian took the long sword with difficulty and slashed at Jiang Feng, who retreated in a flash, Yin Jian staggered, fell to the ground again, and the long sword in his hand also fell to the side.

"In order to heal his wounds, this scumbag mutilated the lives of 21 innocent girls in Chaoxian City with the method of collecting yin and supplementing yang, and even pregnant women were not spared, but it's a pity that my cultivation is limited, otherwise, I will definitely let him go through the hellish punishment of skinning and dismantling bones for life and life, and then let his soul fly away!"

As soon as these words came out, all the monks outside the mirage were shocked, and they all looked in the direction of the Sound Demon Pavilion, with uncontrollable disgust and contempt in their eyes.

The evil deeds of demon cultivators mutilating innocent people are not uncommon in the cultivation world, but in order to heal and kill pregnant women, forcibly take the innate aura of babies, such an inhuman thing, undoubtedly touches the bottom line in the heart of every monk.

Especially those female monks, their eyes when they looked at the people of the Sound Demon Pavilion were filled with unimaginable killing intent, and the Sound Demon Pavilion became the target of everyone in the blink of an eye, even Qin Xin, who was the ancestor, could not do anything.

Even, Qin Xin was a little difficult to protect herself at this time, more than ten ancestors, many of whom were eager for justice and righteous cultivation, looked at the male disciples of the Sound Demon Pavilion, and they were not so friendly.

Even the few ancestors who had nothing to do with themselves unconsciously distanced themselves from Qin Xin, because after the Tianhai Monarch glanced back at Qin Xin with disdain, an invisible killing intent completely locked her.

This is not to say that the Tianhai Monarch will do something to Qin Xin, but at least it can be seen that there is anger in his heart, if this anger continues to accumulate and finally detonate, then Qin Xin can be said to be certain to die today.

Because of this, these patriarchs wisely kept their distance from Qin Xin, so as not to cause any misunderstanding and be innocently affected.

Qin Xin is also trembling now, the Sound Demon Pavilion is a demonic force, as an ancestor, even if she has long stopped asking about the things in the door, but there was a conflict with the Four Seas Gambling House in the past, and now, what the elders under the door did caused the disgust of the Tianhai Sovereign, and the Tianhai Sovereign will not make a move against the juniors, so it is naturally recorded on her head.

Fortunately, with all the patriarchs here, the disciples of the various clans did not dare to act recklessly, and the Tianhai Monarch was not a person who disregarded the overall situation, he only threatened, and did not show his intention to do it.

Mirage, inside the sixth floor of space.

Jiang Feng looked at Yin Jian, who was already like a waste, and then looked at the clouds and mist visions around him, and said to himself: "This sixth layer space will fundamentally manifest the corresponding illusion in everyone's state of mind, I think, this is also the trial of this level! You have the soul bell body, and you are not affected by the illusion for the time being, and you are the first to discover my traces, you realize that this is an excellent opportunity to get rid of me."

"I was in the middle of a fantasy and thought I had succeeded, but in fact I was just jumping from one illusion to the edge of another, originally, I would not have fallen into the deep illusion realm, but you happened to appear and shook the soul bell. Suzune turned into an opportunity, and it really made you succeed, and I fell into a dream. ”

Yin Jian didn't say anything, just glared at Jiang Feng angrily, like a hungry wolf devouring people, ready to bite Jiang Feng's neck at any time. Until this moment, he still did not give up the idea of killing Jiang Feng.

"One breath for a hundred years, you gave me five breaths of time, and I have experienced five hundred years in my dreams. I have seen the most beautiful scenery in the world, experienced the most dangerous situation in the world, endured the deepest loneliness in the world, I have gained fame in the past and present, I have gained the only love in the world, and I have mastered the supreme power......"

Jiang Feng looked at Yin Jian, and an indescribable vicissitudes appeared in his eyes again, like a long river of years.

"I got everything I wanted, all I could have imagined, and then I lost interest in them in the endless loneliness. I should thank you, if it weren't for you, I wouldn't have had this opportunity. Five hundred years of life, after all, is just a dream, from now on all the heart of the Tao, no other thoughts!"

Five hundred years is an unimaginable chance creation, even if it is just a dream, it is also a magnificent experience of the state of mind. This kind of experience is something that ordinary monks dare not imagine, and it can even be said that it is unattainable.

Because it has the same truth as reality, even if Jiang Feng finally finds the flaw in it, it can't change the fact that this is true, and because of this, Jiang Feng can have this understanding.

Fame, power, money, prestige, lust, beauty...... Jiang Feng once owned everything, and he had personally picked it up, and in the future, if he wanted to put it down, it would be easier than others.

Since then, there has been no distraction and one heart to the Tao, but today, the adventure of the 500-year-old dream has brought about the creation of chance, how can it be like this......

Yin Jian didn't expect that his preparations for killing Jiang Feng would unexpectedly achieve Jiang Feng, and he was jealous and even more resentful.

Seeing this, the Tianhai Monarch was relieved in his heart, but it was not obvious, on the contrary, the ancient ghost and several other ancestors praised Jiang Feng, while the Chixiao Ancestor was in a different mood.

"As I said, I didn't intend to kill you, but you shouldn't have used the Soul Snatcher on me when I was about to awaken from the Illusion, and let me fall into an erotic illusion!"

Jiang Feng's voice suddenly turned cold, and in Yin Jian's heart, a chill suddenly rose from invisibly, and he was inexplicably afraid.

"You've desecrated my dreams, so I want to kill you, but even then, I'm just trying to kick you out of the mirage, that's all. However, you have cultivated the Dementor Bell, and the lessons of the past are in front of you, leaving you will only be a scourge after all. So, Yin Jian, you must die!"

The last word "death" was squeezed out of between his teeth by Jiang Feng gritted his teeth, cold as the sound of nine shades, Yin Jian's mind was finally overwhelmed by boundless fear, and he struggled to stand up again, wanting to escape.

He is now seriously injured and dying, even if he is strong in life, he can't use the slightest cultivation, and he can't even kill himself to save his life.

Jiang Feng looked at his staggering appearance, as if he had returned to the light, and did not rush to pursue, but turned his head to look at the dark place high in the sky, his eyes were bloodshot, and that direction was where Master Yin Jian was.

"Is it distressing? It's a pity that when he appears in front of me as a demon cultivator with a soul bell in hand, he will have to die!"

Yin Jian's master's expression changed greatly, Jiang Feng raised his eyebrows, and twisted out a spiral-shaped colorless long needle, exuding a fierce soul-destroying meaning.

Jiang Feng's wrist was wrapped, and the Soul Breaking Needle flew out through the wind, Yin Jian looked back, and immediately his soul flew away, wanting to dodge, but there was no way to avoid it, the Soul Breaking Needle did not enter the center of his eyebrows, and suddenly exploded in his sea of consciousness.

"No!"

Yin Jian's eyes widened suddenly, his eyes collapsed, the three souls and seven spirits had been wiped out under the attack of the soul breaking needle, his body suddenly fell backwards, and his complicated expression was fixed on his face, and he couldn't tell what kind of mood it was.

A breeze blew, and Yin Jian's body dissipated like wind and sand, completely dead and scattered, leaving only a crack and incarnation bead still in place.

Jiang Feng put away the Divine Bead and looked at the people outside the mirage, Yin Jian's master was furious, his beloved disciple was killed in front of his eyes, and the murderer deliberately provoked, but he dared to be angry but did not dare to speak.

With the situation of the Sound Demon Pavilion at this time, if he dares to take action, all the people of the Sound Demon Pavilion here will be attacked by a group, and their fate will be death without a place to be buried.

But Yin Jian was his most proud disciple, and he was also the most outstanding disciple of the current generation of disciples of the Sound Demon Pavilion, if there was no accident, when he grew up, there was a great possibility that he would succeed to the position of head of the sect.

Now, Yin Jian has been killed by someone, everything is empty, how can the people of the Sound Demon Pavilion not be angry? Even if Jiang Feng is in a mirage at this time, they are incompetent, but it is impossible for them to give up.

Qin Xin will not be sad and happy about the life and death of a descendant, but Jiang Feng's actions are like a slap in the face, making her feel dull on her face, looking at Jiang Feng in the light curtain, Qin Xin's eyes are also filled with a trace of coldness.

Jiang Feng looked at the cultivators with different expressions outside the mirage, and suddenly said, "You guys are also bored outside, so guess what I want to do next!"

The cultivators of each clan had a bad premonition in their hearts at the same time, but they listened to Jiang Feng continue: "There are only five places in the final chance of the seventh floor space of the mirage, but there are still too many monks left, so I want to ...... Slaughter!"

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(To be continued!)