The big hand reached into the sky, the wind and clouds were shaking, and the whistling sound was like a tiger and wolf roaring fiercely. The clouds were stirred up in an instant, and they penetrated deep into the clouds between the high altitudes.

The body of the river is still expanding, it is getting bigger, 2,000 zhang, 3,000 zhang, and suddenly it is already 10,000 meters, like a high mountain standing, exuding a terrifying atmosphere.

"Bold!"

The voice of the supreme majesty of the empress once again came down from the palace above the nine heavens, vibrating everyone's eardrums.

The disciples of the Great Wilderness Sword Sect were all stunned at this moment, and their hearts trembled as they watched the Palm Sect turn into a giant standing up to the sky and the earth, attacking the mysterious Sky Ghost Hall and the Immortal Palace.

In just a few breaths, Jiang Liu's big hand had already penetrated deep into the clouds, and he violently stirred towards the immortal palace.

Suddenly, Asgard trembled, turning into distorted green smoke and dissipating into the void. But soon, in the waves of green smoke, it condensed again.

"Bold!"

The voice of the empress came down again, and her tone was as always, without the slightest change and fluctuation, like a repeater.

Jiang Liu's eyes narrowed and stirred again, but his hands were empty, and he couldn't feel anything in them.

This huge fairy palace is like an imaginary image, really like a mirage.

"Daring!" "Daring!" "Daring!"

The majestic empress's voice kept coming out, echoing in the air. At first hearing, it is intimidating and palpitating, but after many repetitions, there is a sense of machinery.

Jiang Liu was confused, he stretched out his hands and leaned into the white clouds, wanting to lift this fairy palace directly, but found that this palace falling in the white clouds was really just an illusory image.

"Mirage, illusion of the void. ”

This made him suspicious, withdrew his hands, and slapped the ghost hall below. Suddenly, the ghost hall trembled, a large area of black smoke fluctuated, and the ghost screamed and resounded continuously.

"It's also made of smoke, which is kind of wonderful. ”

Jiang Liu pursed his lips and observed the strange ghost hall and the immortal palace on it.

The gloomy and the holy blend together at this moment, and there is only a layer of white clouds between the two, giving people a sense of contradiction but unity.

"The god system really has its own uniqueness. ”

His eyes flickered, and Jiang Liu didn't make another move.

The tacit understanding is that the chains around the ghost hall are no longer stretched out, but are retracted and fixed in the void space, as if a black hair is dancing wildly, fluctuating and twisting slightly.

"Don't make another move, I'm in the ghost hall, and the Yin soldiers are my carrier, transporting me to the extreme west, Kunlun Immortal Mountain. ”

Suddenly, a voice came down, and the words were full of tension and anxiety.

Jiang Liu looked at the ghost hall, black smoke condensed, constituting the face of the mountain god of the West Mountain, looking at him.

"You're still alive?"

"Yes, the Yin soldiers borrow the Tao, and also borrow the body of the mountain god, and the god is placed in the ghost hall, melting into the illusion, which is a strange magic that originates from Kunlun. ”

"The Yin soldiers go to the ground, the ghost hall hangs in the air, summon the gods to one, Zunxi Wang order, we can't resist, this is a call from the ancient bloodline. ”

"But you can also feel that it doesn't hurt us. ”

The next words of the mountain god caused Jiang Liu to dissipate the power around him, and his huge body also returned to its original appearance.

He lowered his hands and looked at the ghost hall slowly fluttering in the sky.

"There is no need to worry about the sect, the Yin Soldier Ghost Hall will take away the mountain god and river god and leave. ”

"The process is quick. ”

The mountain god came again.

Jiang Liu's eyes flickered, and he nodded slightly, he stared at the hanging ghost hall, and then looked at the eerie ghost soldiers. Sure enough, after dozens of breaths, this ghost soldier was out of the range of the Great Wilderness Sword Sect.

Stepping out and coming to the border of the Sword Sect, Jiang Liu continued to follow the traces of the Yin soldiers.

"The Yin soldiers borrowed the way, the gods of the West King, and the gods of the heavens, bowed down to accept the order. ”

The sound of the conch and the screams of the ghosts sounded at the same time, echoing through the mountains and forests. In the middle, some people also tried to make a move, but there was a mysterious and ominous bloodshed.

The ghost soldiers were not indifferent, they swung their spears and cut the heads of the cultivators. Turn the true essence and blood of these people into black mist, and once again melt into a new Yin soldier.

Along the way, the ranks of the ghost soldiers continued to expand. Ordinary cultivators did not have the supreme power of Jiang Liu, and from time to time they let out screams, and they were destroyed by the hands of the ghost soldiers, turning into real ghost puppets.

In just a quarter of an hour, the mountain gods of the East Mountain, the mountain gods of the North Mountain, and the mountain gods of the South Mountains all merged into the ranks of the Yin Soldiers, becoming a faceless ghost soldier, holding a spear, repeating the password mechanically and numbly.

Until he was in front of the mountain god of Zhongshan, the pupils of the desolate god with the dragon's head and human body and snake tail contracted, and they looked at the Yin soldier who had become huge.

"The Yin soldiers borrowed the way, and condescended to the gods. ”

"Thousands of years have passed, and it's still like this!"

"Humph!"

With a cold snort, the anger in Aragami's heart was still there, these guys happened to appear, and the moment when he moved his murderous intent and wanted to destroy the Qianyang Sect really made him angry.

But the goddess of the Queen Mother of the West is revered, and Kunlun Immortal Mountain, the extreme west, is even more mysterious and majestic, with the strongest existence in the world, and he can't resist.

With murderous intent in his eyes, he stared coldly at the people of the Qianyang Sect who were hiding in the Beishan Belt, and after he only left a sentence.

"I'll clean you up when I get back!"

Then the body swung, turned into a human body, and then took another step, integrated into the ghost soldier team, and had already given birth to armor-piercing, spears, and faceless masks, and became one of them.

This ancient and mysterious ritual is something that the gods cannot resist, and he can only compromise.

The howls of ghosts, the cries of babies, and the howls of tigers and wolves suddenly subsided at this moment. The team of ghost soldiers strode forward, and after a few breaths, the darkness in the air dissipated, the hanging ghost hall hidden, and everything returned to calm.

Jiang Liu stared at the blue sky, the white clouds were scarce, the breeze was light, everything was like a short dream, which was confusing.

"The mystery of the world is so elusive!"

With a soft sigh, he turned around and returned to the Sword Palace.

The Yin soldiers borrowed the way, the king of the West respected the order, the land of the extreme west, Kunlun Immortal Mountain, the ancient divine bloodline, and what a mystery it has, which makes people yearn for it and make people curious.

In the Qianyang Sect.

"The Great Wilderness Sword Sect misunderstood me!"

The people of Chiliu Dao looked up to the sky and screamed sadly, two tears on their cheeks flowed for a long time, and their crying voices were hoarse.

"The Zhongshan Mountain God has such great power, and Elder Taishang can't last a round under him. Even the Fire Meteor Array couldn't hurt a single of its skins. ”

The Fire Altar Daoist was also in a daze, and his body was weak.

There was a dejected atmosphere in the entire sect, there were cries everywhere, and Aragami didn't really make a move, but it was just a momentum and coercive impact, but it had already caused countless disciples to be hit hard.

What's even more terrifying is that the Supreme Elder has fallen!

This is a disaster that the Qianyang Sect cannot bear, and it has even damaged the foundation of the sect! The Qianyang Sect Leader knelt on his knees, his eyes were scattered, and he looked at a pool of flesh and blood on the ground.

"Qianyang Sect, it's over!"

Without the Elder Taishang of the Out-of-Body Realm, how can he achieve the thousand-year-old hegemony of the Qianyang Sect and the great cause of unifying the Great Barren Mountain!

Even in the future, when facing the confrontation of other sects, they will gradually fall into a disadvantage, and then lose more.

How long can Qianyang last?