The Demon Dao Sect of the Small Realm Continent where Jiang Heng and the others are located at the moment is separated from the real Demon Dao Holy Sect by a river about ten thousand feet wide!

This river is called the River of Bitter Souls!

On the bank of the small boundary continent where the Bitter Soul River is located, a grand altar was built.

This altar is the ancestor of the Blood Sword Sect, the Heavenly Evil Sect, the Slaughtering Immortal Sect and other sects. It was built when it was in full bloom.

Later, the aura was thin, the heaven and the earth were connected, and the Bitter Soul River also underwent a mutation, and it was difficult for people to cross the road!

From then on, if the people of the Demon Dao Holy Sect wanted to come to this small realm continent, they could only barely succeed by spending a large amount of spirit stones and using the giant teleportation array as a medium of transportation.

Before the mountain gate, Jiang Heng had already lost his strength and almost fainted.

Wang Teng, the elder of the Elixir Pavilion, was shocked, helped Jiang Heng up, and fed a pill of elixir.

After two breaths, Jiang Heng woke up quietly.

"I'm sorry, everyone, I just played a little big, and I lost my strength......"

The disciples of the Holy Sword Hall, each with a color on their bodies, empathized with Jiang Heng's experience.

In order to resist this attack of the Immortal Dao led by the Su Nu Sect, they have done their best!

Fortunately, the result was quite brilliant, and once again bombarded away those disciples who dared to come to provoke.

Wang Fatzi and the others shouted, threw Jiang Heng high, and carried him back to the Holy Sword Hall.

Show off all the way, like a hero of the world!

This time, except for the two elders of the Elixir Pavilion and the Chuangong Pavilion, none of the rest of the people had time to help, and the Immortal Dao had already retreated in a hurry!

It's just that Jiang Heng, who is on everyone's shoulders, can't cry or laugh in his heart.

"It's good now, as an undercover agent of the Immortal Dao, but the beam with the Immortal Dao is getting bigger and bigger......"

The honest and dignified deacon disciple hurried after the crowd.

"Acting as the head of the sect, the Demon Dao Holy Sect has sent a decree to let you go to the Bitter Soul River......"

"Got it! Rest for you, and when I'm recovered, I'll be there as soon as I can. ”

On the side of the Demon Dao Holy Sect, he would never know that he was the acting head of the sect at this moment.

And the Yin Fusheng of the Heavenly Evil Sect is the first sect of the Demon Dao of the Small Realm Continent, and it has a close relationship with it.

Nine times out of ten, he's making trouble.

But what is worth it?

Jiang Heng's eyes narrowed slightly, and he was worried in his heart.

"Elder Dugu, have you been on a trip with me recently?"

"Where to go? If it's the River of Bitter Souls, the old man will not give up! "After taking Wang Teng's elixir, Dugu has recovered like a living dragon.

"Exactly there!" Jiang Heng took a deep breath, "The head master is in retreat, and I am going alone, I'm afraid I will lose." Now, the masters in the sect are only counting you......"

Dugu nodded solemnly and agreed.

Although Jiang Heng is completely superior to him in terms of kendo comprehension, when it comes to true cultivation, it is still far behind.

No matter how bad it is, this Elder of the Gong Pavilion is also the ninth recultivation of the Stargazing Realm!

"How can I be missing from escorting?!" Wang Fatzi Mao then recommended himself.

"I'll go too! If there is a real fight, my laurel illusory shadow can heal you and others! Chen Lingwan also looked firm.

"Good! So it was decided that we would set off again in an hour! Let's meet those old-timers! Jiang Heng saw that people's hearts were available, and his spirit couldn't help but cheer up.

"Elder Jiang, we're going too!" The disciples of the Holy Sword Hall shouted loudly, and they also went to protect them.

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In this battle, the Immortal Dao forces fled outside the Mountain Gate of the Bloody Sword Sect, leaving behind more than two hundred corpses and a large number of high-level heaven and earth level magic weapons.

Jiang Heng divided the ownerless spirit stones on the corpse of the dead body equally among the people involved in the battle.

And those magic weapons, which are either broken or complete, are more than 100 pieces!

Jiang Heng accepted it unceremoniously, used the Chaos Immortal Recipe to extract the spiritual essence, and sacrificed it into the Chaos Blue Lotus.

Whether it is an obscure tortoise shell or a Huangquan Xuanshui Cup, they are all refined into ashes!

Naturally, within the Chaos Blue Lotus Lotus Stamen, a large drop of golden spiritual liquid was condensed!

An hour later.

Jiang Heng was in the cave mansion, pinching the trick to close the work.

The Chaos Immortal Technique and the Great Yan Divine Sword Technique slowly stopped running.

Standing up, looking inwardly at the increasingly thick Chaos Qinglian in the sea of dantian qi, his heart was full of joy.

The green lotus swayed, and the dotted rhyme of the stars escaped from time to time and fell on the water surface of Yao Pond.

In the Yao Pond, the vitality mana is condensed like water, and the breeze is coming slowly, undulating and undulating.

Within the sea of dantian qi, the spirit is full of energy, and it is like a fairyland at this moment!

Clenching his wide fists tightly, Jiang Heng reviewed the battle with Zhong Ruoqiu and the others.

If he had cultivated the twelvefold combat power of the Spirit Seed Realm earlier, I am afraid that he would have been able to leave that old witch behind!

Just because of this, Jiang Heng has used the mysterious sword intent contained in the Great Yan Divine Sword Technique to sharpen the soul in his mind many times and temper and condense it!

The power of his divine sense skyrocketed to a terrifying distance of fifteen zhang!

With a little operation, the mind can cover the surrounding fifteen zhang radius and probe for external information!

The divine consciousness covers a distance of fifteen zhang, which is a height that is difficult for many stargazing realm monks to reach!

In my ears, there was a whisper.

"Sixth, do you want to go to the Bitter Soul River with Elder Dai?"

"Nonsense, of course I want to go! It would be nice if I could go to war......"

"Why?"

"In battle, you can divide spirit stones! Hey, hey, hey...... Lao Tzu divided two thousand one hundred and seven spirit stones this time! That's a lot I couldn't save after two years of hard work! ”

"Haha, so do I!"

"These old sixths, just thinking about fighting! It's okay, then I'll take a team of people out ......" Jiang Heng scolded and walked out of the cave.

Greeted the fat man of the king and commanded: "Fat man, you gather the people, and we will set off!" ”

"Senior Brother Jiang, you have broken through the ...... again" As a five-fold Wang Fat Man in the Spirit Seed Realm, he noticed the change in Jiang Heng's temperament, and almost admired it to the ground.

"Cultivate well, you also have this day!" Jiang Heng patted the little brother's shoulder and strode towards Dugu Undefeated.

"Elder Dugu...... Just now, I'm breaking through the realm...... Unexpectedly, I made you wait for a long time! ”

"It doesn't matter! If the acting head can keep making such sudden progress, I am willing to wait for one more year! Dugu was undefeated and laughed, and Jiang Heng and the others walked hand in hand.

This time I went out, just to be on the safe side.

Jiang Heng left the elixir pavilion elder Wang Teng in charge, and by the way, he restrained the arrogant demon Dao disciples of the Holy Sword Hall!

As for himself, he took Dugu Undefeated, Chen Lingwan, Wang Fatzi, and fourteen Holy Sword Hall masters who were familiar with the Seven Star World Destroying Sword Array, and set off in full gear.

Eighteen heroes moved all the way along the River of Bitter Souls, swallowing thousands of miles like a tiger!

Three days later.

The people traveled a long way and finally came to a great altar.

Above the altar, bustling with flags.

It was already full of people from various demon sects.

On the outermost side is a black banner with three golden characters written on it: "Yin Tian Sect".

A thin sissy male cultivator came to Jiang Heng and the others with a sneering voice.

"Yo! Isn't this our big Jiang boss? This is a big victory over the Immortal Dao, so arrogant, let everyone wait for you for a long time......"

"Cloudy Heaven Sect...... What is your relationship with the Heavenly Evil Sect? On such occasions, Wang Fatzi automatically assumed diplomatic duties.

"Nope! However, if there is one, it is that everyone belongs to the same demon gate. The Demon Gate of the World is one family, are you right, my Jiang Da Boss? The sissy male cultivator took a step closer and wanted to pull and pull with Jiang Heng.

Wang Fatzi frowned, turned his head, and looked at Jiang Heng.

Jiang Heng nodded.

"Brothers, this Holy Son of the Yin Heaven Sect dares to harass our acting head like this and clean him up!" The fat man Wang was angry and waved his hand violently.

"Presumptuous!" The seven disciples of the Holy Sword Hall jumped out, each occupying the position of the seven stars, drew their swords and struck out, and the sword was full of light.

Rumble!!!

The sissy male cultivator was instantly blasted into flesh and blood, and he died so much that he couldn't die anymore.

"This is the place where the alliances of the various sects worship their ancestors! You have murdered my Son with your poisonous hands in the Holy Land......"

In the ranks of the Yin Tian Sect, several stunned middle-aged monks looked shocked and protested again and again.

They didn't expect that Jiang Heng and the others would dare to kill people if they didn't agree with each other.

Jiang Heng stepped out of the crowd and smiled apologetically.

"Since you think that your holy son is right, then you should slaughter them together. Hmm, it seems that there is no need for the Yin Heaven Sect to exist. Fat man, give an order to the sect, let the disciples of the Holy Sword Hall go out and go to the Yin Tian Sect! ”

When the rest of the monks of the small sect of the Demon Dao heard this, they all gasped.

What's more, is this the current strength of the Blood Demon Sword Sect?

It's fucking ruthless!

Look at what Jiang Lao Mo means, is this to give everyone a dismount?

"Wait! I have something to say! On the innermost side of the altar, Zhou Zhen, the head of the Slaughter Immortal Sect, shouted loudly.

"Okay, now someone is finally willing to support the poor Yin Tian Sect! The third Slaughter Immortal Sect of the Demon Gate, Jiang Lao Mo, you can admit it! Those monks of the small sect of the Demon Dao swallowed a mouthful of saliva, waiting to see Jiang Heng's joke.

Unexpectedly, Zhou Zhen walked to Jiang Heng's side, grabbed his arm, and said angrily: "The old man is the most unaccustomed to eating alone!" To destroy the Yin Heaven Sect, how can we not have our share in the Immortal Slaughter Sect? ”

"Chu Chu, quickly send a message to the sect! If it's slow, we won't even be able to drink the soup......"

"Master Zhou, you ......" Jiang Heng laughed, refreshed, and walked towards the center of the altar with Zhou Zhen.

"Stinky boy, if you get cheap, sell it! The Seven Stars Annihilation Sword Array, you passed it out without consulting Lao Tzu, and you didn't give an explanation to this seat? Wu Feng, the leader of the Bloody Cloth Sect, said, raising a foot and kicking Wang Fatzi's ass.

"Hehe, I want to have an explanation! Sect Leader Wu, the juniors invite you to make a big deal together, you can quickly give orders to Elder Xue and them! Jiang Heng smiled helplessly and bowed his hand.

"Not bad! You kid, you are really talented, you can understand it at all! Madman Wu laughed and satisfiedly offered a sound-transmitting jade slip.

"Sect Leader Wu, it seems that your old man has kicked the wrong person......" Wang Fatzi said aggrievedly and cowardly.

"There's nothing wrong with that. If Lao Tzu kicks the head of your family, I'm afraid that he will start a war with my Bloody Clothes Sect! Madman Wu laughed loudly, arrogant.

"Where? Sect Leader Wu laughed. The younger generation has always been humble and has always persuaded people with reason! Jiang Hengyi refuted the rumors with righteous words.

When the rest of the demon Dao people heard this, they looked at each other and scolded secretly: "I believe you are a ghost!" You're a bad old devil! ”

Under the banner of the Heavenly Evil Sect, Yin Fusheng's face was full of spring breeze, and he seemed to have forgotten the pain of losing his son.

"Master Jiang's nephew has been running all the way, and it is really hard! However, as soon as you got here, you sang a full house to everyone. You're such a big official......"

"What, Master Yin, do you have an opinion?" Wang Fatzi was proud, standing with his hands in his hands, looking like what can you do to me.

The crowd that was originally talking quietly was quiet at the moment.

Above the altar, there was only the sound of breathing, so quiet that the sound of falling needles could be heard.