"No..." The expression on the handsome young man's face did not change, but a look of horror suddenly flashed deep in his eyes at this moment, realizing that something was wrong.

However, everything was too late. When he realized something was wrong, the torrent of spiritual thoughts like a heavy hammer had crashed into his soul sea and bombarded his fragile soul.

Katsa

The handsome young man only felt that there seemed to be a cracking sound in his mind, and then a severe pain that penetrated into his soul erupted, making him scream in agony, and his whole body seemed to be sinking into a coma.

The aura of the handsome young man also became unstable at this time. The indifference in his eyes was intertwined with the look of severe pain, and he could hardly maintain his figure.

"Shen, Shen Nian..." An inarticulate voice came out of his mouth, and his youth and old age were constantly changing.

boom!

The hot and powerful blood energy came at the same time, and a fist hit the handsome young man's head.

Peng...

Red plasma and pale brains splashed, the screams suddenly stopped, and a headless corpse fell from the void.

However, Jiang Ming's face suddenly changed slightly and he stared at the area where the handsome young man was standing.

A ball of golden light mist shaped like a lake was circulating in the void, and there seemed to be an old face vaguely revealed in it. The cold eyes were staring at Jiang Ming, revealing a murderous intention that seemed to be condensed into substance.

"Such a strong soul thought..." Jiang Ming's eyes moved slightly. The young man who possessed this soul thought was already dead, but the fact that he could still survive here was enough to prove how terrifying it was.

The strength of this soul mind master may have surpassed that of forming pills, and is so strong that it is unimaginable...

"Who are you..." The angry Mohu consciousness emerged from the mist of light and asked Jiang Ming.

Jiang Ming curled his lips, I am not thinking clearly enough to tell you...

"I'm your grandpa!"

Jiang Ming punched out, and the dazzling blood force raged, and the light mist was immediately chopped up and completely dissipated.

No matter how strong the main body is, all that remains here is just a residual thought.

Peng!

Jiang Ming fell from the sky and landed directly in front of the last person in the Guhua Holy Land. He was also the middle-aged monk who was the first to shout in front of the formation.

"You, what do you want to do..." At this time, the middle-aged monk no longer had the arrogance he had before, but had a look of horror on his face, and couldn't help but retreat.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Did you participate in the attack on Qingyuan Sword Valley?" Jiang Ming was too lazy to talk nonsense with him and asked directly.

The middle-aged monk was stunned, but he still nodded tremblingly. At this time, he was almost frightened out of courage, and he couldn't raise any resistance at all.

Jiang Ming remained expressionless as he continued to ask: "Where did the surviving people escape to...and where did everyone else in your camp go?"

The middle-aged monk swallowed and quickly continued to answer questions...

After a full quarter of an hour, Jiang Mingcai thoughtfully stopped asking questions, and then without hesitation, he smashed the middle-aged monk's head with his palm and gave him a pleasant surprise.

Then he slowly walked towards the depths of the camp, in front of a house, waved his hand and lifted off the roof, causing the wall to collapse, revealing the three people inside.

"Brothers, you guys are running very fast..." Jiang Ming looked at these people with a gentle smile.

Yuan Mo and the other three people's faces were ashen and full of despair. They thought this monster-like person had not noticed them, but now they realized that this person deliberately left their lives until the end.

"Tao, Brother Dao...Senior...I can continue to work for you and explore dangerous places for you..." Yuan Mo, who was well-known in the world of immortal cultivation in Yu Kingdom, was begging for mercy in tears at this time.

"Answer me a few questions first!" Jiang Ming looked indifferently and began to ask about things related to Qingyuan Sword Valley.

After a while...

Puff puff

Three strings of blood flowers burst out, and Jiang Ming turned around and left with a blank expression. The traitorous cannon fodder had only one way out, and that was death.

buzzing

Suddenly, Jiang Ming felt that the entire formation was shaking.

Jiang Ming was just about to hold his breath and be on guard when a formation flag suddenly rushed out from the ground and hung in the void. The flag fluttered in the wind, the runes on it flashed, and it was frantically devouring spiritual energy from all directions.

The formation's light curtain rippled, and strands of light converged towards the formation flag...

"Brother Jian...what are you doing?"

Jiang Ming gave a false alarm, quickly fished the black sword out of the ground, and couldn't help but ask.

"Hehehe, this formation smelted by these people is a great supplement to your formation flag. After completely devouring the runes and formation materials here, the power of this formation flag will be even greater.

Floors……"
Chapter completed!