the first emperor

Chapter 347 Kill All

what!
The monks at Youhun Mountain were stunned when they heard the words, and all looked at Xi Qianye. Who is this young man in front of him, who dares to speak so shamelessly.

Your parents and elders have not spoken, when will it be your turn to speak?
I'm afraid that such a young thing doesn't even know the horror of Dark Soul Mountain.

Everyone in Youhun Mountain sneered, and they didn't believe that the saint of Qianbao Palace dared to kill them.

They offended the monks of the Blood Dragon School before, but the monks of the Blood Dragon School didn't dare to kill them. They had never heard of a Thousand Treasure Palace, so how strong could it be?

"Yellow-mouthed kid."

Wu Jiangyan sneered, in normal times, if a junior dared to talk to him like this, he would have slapped him to death long ago.

Something that doesn't know life or death.

If it weren't for the face of your saint elders in Qianbao Palace, you would have died without a whole body.

However, what everyone in Anhun Mountain didn't expect was that they originally thought that the young man was just arrogant and domineering, and the saint elders in Qianbao Palace would not pay attention to him at all.

But what they didn't expect was that, as soon as the young man finished speaking, the saint of Qianbao Palace was already moved.

With a loud bang, the golden light fell from the sky, and the terrifying and boundless power penetrated the sky and land, and fell on Wu Jiangyan's body fiercely, directly blasting half of his body, leaving only half of the saint's body.

"How dare you!"

Wu Jiangyan's eyes were full of shock, he is the inner sage of Dark Soul Mountain, people from Qianbao Palace really dare to kill him?
Without waiting for him to think about it, Zhang Qingrong's second stick had already landed, and the momentum went straight to Changhong, as if it wanted to smash the world into pieces.

Wu Jiangyan was so scared that he dodged and was about to run away, but he couldn't run away at all. The third stick hit him, smashing him into blood mist.

A ball of golden light flew out of the blood mist and turned into a small person, which was the fruit of Wu Jiangyan's holy way.

"Thousand Treasure Palace people, I, the power of Youhun Mountain, will not let you go, just wait..."

Wu Jiangyan screamed up to the sky, his eyes were full of hatred, the sacrament was destroyed, the price was too heavy for a saint of low rank.

The saints of the lower realm are not like the saints of the middle realm, they can condense the holy body again on the spot.

The holy body of the saint in the lower realm is destroyed, and it is very likely that there will be no more holy body from then on, which is equivalent to abolishing half of it.

Wu Jiangyan was full of hatred in his heart, but he didn't dare to stay here any longer. The saints in the state of the fruit of the holy way were very fragile, and any saint could kill them.Moreover, the fruit of the holy way is the condensed essence of a saint's life. Once it is not protected by the holy body, it will inevitably arouse greed and evil thoughts in others.At this moment, those cultivators from Dark Soul Mountain might not believe it. Seeing a flash of golden light, Wu Jiangyan was ready to escape into the void and escape completely.

Although lost the holy body, only the fruit of the holy way is left, but because the fruit of the holy way is integrated with the laws of heaven and earth, and integrated with the energy of heaven and earth, flying between heaven and earth does not suffer the slightest resistance, and the escape speed is almost as fast as the limit. It cannot be stopped.

In just a flash, Wu Jiangyan appeared thousands of feet away, as if teleported.

However, just when he thought he could escape completely, a white hand stretched out from the void and grabbed his small body as easily as if he was holding a stone.

"what……!"

Wu Jiangyan's eyes were full of panic. He never dreamed that after becoming the fruit of the holy way, he would be caught.

The hand holding him slightly shook, and a mighty force erupted from the palm of his hand.

"no, do not want……"

Wu Jiangyan was terrified to the extreme, struggling crazily, the power was devastating, he knew that his fruit of the holy way would never be able to bear it.

Mortal ending!

He tried his best to turn his head and looked at the person who grabbed him, a young and handsome face appeared in his eyes.

It's him!

The last thought of the last scene flashed through Wu Jiangyan's mind, as if it was frozen at that moment, and then fell into eternal darkness.

He didn't understand until his death why he was caught by a junior from Qianbao Palace and crushed him to death.

"You... dare to kill me... people from Dark Soul Mountain..."

The people in Dark Soul Mountain trembled uneasy, especially when they looked at Xi Qianye, their eyes were full of fear and horror.

Zhang Qingrong didn't pay attention to the astonishment and disbelief of the people in Desolate Soul Mountain. He stepped out step by step, his aura piercing through the sky, stronger than any saint in the lower realm. The ground smashed towards the people of Dark Soul Mountain.

This time, not only Zhang Qingrong, but Hua Yiran also made a move brazenly. A cyan sword light streaked across the void, beheading seven or eight cultivators from Dark Soul Mountain in an instant. In the end, it was cut in half by a sword, and the holy body was directly scrapped.

The few remaining saints in Anhun Mountain looked at Hua Yiran in horror. They didn't expect that this old man was even more terrifying than that rough man. Who are the people in Qianbao Palace?
"Run away!"

The monks at Dark Soul Mountain were finally frightened, turned around and fled one by one, flying wildly, wishing to have two more legs.

However, they couldn't escape, Hua Yiran's sword light was so fast.

A sword pierced through the void, and all the ordinary monks in the Dark Soul Mountain exploded, and there were no dead bodies under the sword energy.

As for the remaining three saints, they were stopped by Hua Yiran and Zhang Qingrong before they escaped too far. After the battle of the Hundred Saints, their cultivation has made great progress, and it is not a problem to deal with some ordinary low-ranking saints. .

Soon, the ground was stained with blood, and a strong smell of blood permeated the bottom of the world ladder, and all the monks in Dark Soul Mountain were all dead.

Looking at the bloody and terrifying scene in front of him, Yu Yinghai felt his scalp tingle for a while, and couldn't help but said: "Xi Qianye, Anhun Mountain is a great ancient sect, and its status on the mainland is not inferior to that of the Bone Sect. With so many saints in Soul Mountain, Dark Soul Mountain will definitely shake, and you will be found soon."

"So what." Xi Qianye said calmly.

Yu Yinghai was at a loss for words for a while, and provoked Dark Soul Mountain, but it was just a light sentence, so what.In terms of courage, how many heroes in the world can compare with him!

"He doesn't get ticklish when there are too many lice, so many top forces in the mainland have been offended by him, is there still a Dark Soul Mountain?" Gu Qingyan said lightly.

"Let's go."

Xi Qianye said indifferently, then stepped forward, stepped over the weeds strewn with corpses, and paused slightly in front of the world ladder, then stepped over with one step.

As if passing from one world to another, the void vibrated at that moment, everything spun around, and the power of the endless void gathered, and the whole person was in an unsuitable weightless state.

But in just a few breaths, all the discomfort disappeared, and the light in front of Xi Qianye's eyes lit up, and he suddenly came to another world.

(End of this chapter)