The big hand explored towards the high altitude, the wind and clouds were shaking, and the howling sound was like a tiger and wolf roaring. The clouds and mist were stirred in an instant, and they penetrated into the clouds between the high altitudes.

Jiang Liu's body was still expanding and growing, two thousand feet or three thousand feet, and in a flash it was ten thousand meters, like a mountain standing, exuding a terrifying aura.

“Bold!”

The supreme and majestic voice of the empress passed down from the palace above the nine heavens again, shaking everyone's eardrums.

The disciples of the Great Wilderness Sword Sect were shocked at this moment. They watched the head sect become a giant standing tall and attack the mysterious Sky Ghost Palace and the Immortal Palace, and their minds were trembling.

But in a few breaths, Jiang Liu's big hand had already penetrated into the clouds and stirred up the fairy palace.

Suddenly, the Immortal Palace trembled and turned into twisted blue smoke dissipated into the void. But soon, the blue smoke condensed again in the waves.

“Bold!”

The voice of the empress was heard again, and the tone was as always, without any change or fluctuation, like a repeater.

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

This huge immortal palace looks like a virtual image, really like a mirage.

"Bold!" "Bold!" "Bold!"

The majestic empress's voice kept coming out and echoed in the air. It was frightening and palpitations when I first heard it, but after repeated repeated, it felt a mechanical feeling.

Jiang Liu was confused. He stretched out his hands and entered the white clouds, trying to raise the immortal palace directly, but found that the palace located in the white clouds was really just an illusory image.

"Mirage, Void Illusion."

This made him suspicious. He took back his hands and slapped the ghost palace below again. Suddenly, the ghost palace trembled greatly, and a large area of ​​black smoke fluctuated, and the ghost screamed and screamed continuously.

"It's also made of smoke, and it's a bit amazing."

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

The gloomy and holiness blend together at this moment, with only a layer of white clouds separated from each other, giving people a sense of contradiction but unity.

"The god system is indeed unique."

His eyes were flashing, and Jiang Liu did not take action again.

What was tacitly understood was that the chains around the ghost hall no longer extended, but retracted, fixed in the virtual space, as if a head of dancing black hair was slightly waving and twisting.

"Don't take action again by the head. I am in the ghost hall. The ghost soldiers are my carrier. I will transport me to the extreme west, Kunlun Fairy Mountain."

Suddenly, a voice came down, and the words were filled with tension and anxiety.

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

"Are you still alive?"

"Yes, the Yin soldiers borrowed the Tao and also borrowed the body of the mountain god. The gods were placed in the ghost palace and merged into illusion. This is a strange magic technique that originated from Kunlun."

"The ghost soldiers walked on the ground, the ghost palace was hanging in the air, summoning the gods to return to the same place, and honoring the Western King's order. We cannot resist. This is a call from the ancient bloodline."

"But it can also be felt that it will not hurt us."

The next words of the mountain god made Jiang Liu disperse the power around him, and his huge body returned to his original appearance.

He lowered his hands and looked at the ghost hall where the sky was slowly floating.

"The head teacher doesn't need to worry. The ghost ghost palace will take away a mountain god, the river god, and then it will leave."

“This process is very fast.”

The mountain god sent a message again.

Jiang Liu's eyes flashed and he nodded slightly. He stared at the Hanging Ghost Palace and then looked at the gloomy ghost soldiers. Sure enough, after dozens of breaths, the ghost soldiers left the scope of the Great Wilderness Sword Sect.

He stepped out and arrived at the border of the Sword Sect. Jiang Liu continued to pursue the traces of the ghost soldiers.

"The Yin soldiers borrowed the Tao, the Western King's God Order, and the gods of the heavens bowed and received the order."

The sound of magic snails and the sound of ghosts sounded at the same time, echoing between the mountains and forests. In the middle, some people tried to take action, but a mysterious and unknown bloodshed occurred.

The ghost soldiers were not indifferent. They sprinkled their spears and cut off the heads of practitioners. They turned the true essence and blood of these people into black fog, and once again melted out new ghost soldiers.

As we advanced, the team of ghost soldiers continued to expand. Ordinary practitioners did not have the supreme power of Jiang Liu. They screamed from time to time, and died under the hands of ghost soldiers, turning into real ghost soldiers puppets.

In just a quarter of an hour, the gods of the East Mountain, the gods of the North Mountain, and the gods of the South Mountain, all joined the Yin soldiers and became a faceless ghost soldier, holding a spear, repeating the command mechanically and numbly.

Until the Zhongshan Mountain God, the pupils of the dragon-headed, human-headed, snake-tailed, shrank, and looked at each other with the huge Yin soldiers.

"The Yin soldiers borrowed the way and ordered the Lord of God."

"Millions of years have passed, this is still the same!"

"snort!"

With a cold snorting, Huang Shen was still angry. These guys happened to appear. The moment he was tempted to kill and wanted to destroy Qianyang Sect, it really made him angry.

However, the Queen Mother of the West is respected, and the Kunlun Fairy Mountain in the extreme west is even more mysterious and majestic. It has the most powerful existence in the world, so he cannot resist.

He had a murderous intent in his eyes, and he stared at Beishan Belt coldly. After a glance at the Qianyang Sect who was hiding, he only left one sentence.

"When I come back, I'll deal with you!"

Then he waved his body and turned into a human body. He took another step and merged into the ghost soldiers. He had already developed armor-breaking, spears, and faceless masks, becoming one of them.

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

The sound of ghosts, the sound of babies, and the sound of tigers and wolfs suddenly subsided at this moment. The ghost soldiers strode forward. After several breaths, the dark colors in the air dissipated, and the ghost palace was hiding in the air, and everything returned to peace again.

The river stream stared at the blue sky, with few white clouds and gentle breezes. Everything seemed like a short dream, confusing.

"The mystery of the world is unimaginable!"

With a soft sigh, he turned back to the sword palace.

The Yin soldiers used the way, the Western King's Zun Ling, the extreme west, the Kunlun Fairy Mountain, and the ancient divine bloodline. How mysterious it is, it makes people yearn for and curious.

Qianyang Sect.

"The Great Wilderness Sword Sect misled me!"

The Chili Daoman cried out to the sky with tears on his cheeks, and the tears were flowing, crying to the top of his lungs.

"The mountain god in Zhongshan has such great power. The Supreme Elder can't last for one round under his command. Even the Fire Meteor Array cannot hurt a single fur."

The Taoist in Fire Hall was also dazed and his body was weak.

There was a sect of despair in the entire sect, and there were crying everywhere. The God of Waste did not really take action, but it was just a powerful impact, which caused countless disciples to be severely damaged.

What’s even more terrifying is that the Supreme Elder died!

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

"Qianyang Sect is over!"

The Supreme Elder who has no out-of-body realm, how can he achieve the great cause of Qianyang Sect's Qianqiu hegemony and the great cause of unifying the Great Wilderness Mountain?

Even next, when facing confrontation between other sects, you will gradually fall into a disadvantage and lose more.

One rises and the other falls, how long can the dry yang last?
Chapter completed!