He directly inflicted serious injuries on the late-stage foundation-building elder of the Qingming Sect.
This scene immediately made all Qingming Sect disciples dumbfounded.
And the old man who was in the late stage of foundation building who was shouting just now had blood pouring from the corner of his mouth, but he didn't bother to wipe it away. He looked at Jiang Ning's figure in horror...
The Jiang Ning in front of me was also in the late stage of Foundation Establishment, but the powerful coercion he displayed was comparable to that of the Core Formation stage...even surpassed the early stage of Core Formation! .??.
Faced with this situation, the seriously injured old man turned pale and said, "Who are you? Why did you kill my Qingming Sect disciples? Invade my Qingming Sect's territory?"
this moment.
He even changed his title.
But when he saw Jiang Ning, he sneered.
"You don't deserve to ask me my name! All you need to know is that today is the day you die!"
As soon as Jiang Ning finished speaking, his right hand suddenly pointed again.
A series of terrifying black fingers shot out of the air.
Yin evil means.
Ever since Jiang Ning accomplished the foundation of ancient heaven, the number of spells he practiced increased violently.
At this moment, after Jiang Ning used the Yin Evil Finger, the whistling finger turned into a poisonous snake and flew towards the Qingming Sect disciples.
Those Qingming Sect disciples quickly tried to dodge, but they completely underestimated Jiang Ning's strength.
Ahhhhh!
Amidst a series of screams, several Qingming Sect disciples were directly killed by the Yin Evil Finger in less than an instant.
The elders here at the late stage of Qingming Sect's foundation building roared angrily when they saw Jiang Ning's slaughter.
"Zhuzi, you are too crazy!"
As he roared, he flicked his right hand, and a flying sword flew through the air.
And several foundation-building masters standing next to him also took action at this moment.
At this moment, countless spells were blasted towards Jiang Ning.
Jiang Ning snorted coldly and pointed in the air with his right hand.
"Ding, press!"
boom!
In the sky, a five-big purple cauldron suddenly appeared. As soon as this huge cauldron appeared, it immediately showed endless power of heaven.
Jiang Ning pressed his finger down, and the rolling giant cauldron was pressed down directly with a majestic purple energy!
Rumble!
As the giant cauldron pressed forward, the buildings beneath the city collapsed directly!
As for the several foundation-building masters, at the moment when the giant cauldron fell, not only their spells but also their talismans were swallowed up by the purple energy, and even their bodies spurted blood from their mouths.
powerful!
too strong!
They have no idea how strong Jiang Ning's cultivation is.
While these Qingming Sect disciples were shocked, Jiang Ning slapped the Najie Space with his right hand.
"Little Green, kill!"
A ray of green light shot out, heading straight towards the Qingming Sect disciples at an indescribable speed.
How could those unlucky Qingming Sect disciples resist the power of Jiang Ning's green sword?
Tsk!
In a series of screams, more than ten disciples were directly killed by Jiang Ning in an instant.
The killing continues!
The overwhelming anger and hatred in Jiang Ning's heart is also venting!
He said it!
I want Qingming Sect to pay back ten times or a hundred times.
From this moment on, Jiang Ning will make the heads of the entire Qingming Sect pile up into a mountain!
Seeing that these people were no match for Jiang Ning, the old man in the late stage of foundation building who had been seriously injured before said angrily, "Form up!"
When he roared out, he immediately formed a secret with both hands, and streams of green light appeared from his body.
The other foundation-building cultivators around him also kneaded the secrets with their fingers at the same moment.
Suddenly.
All the surviving disciples of Qingming Sect were sitting cross-legged in the void, and green rays of light flashed out from them. The rays of light were connected in series with each other to form a huge circular array!
Jiang Ning snorted coldly as he watched the disciples of the Qingming Sect condensing their formations.
A flick of the right hand.
The purple flame magic sword slashed towards the center of the magic circle.
Amidst the rumbling explosions, the magic sword combined with the Thunder Prison Sword Sutra struck the formation in front of him with a flickering light of thunder and lightning.
Immediately, more than twenty Qi Condensation disciples were directly shocked to death!
The few foundation-building masters who were still holding on were also struck by this attack, causing their mouths and noses to bleed!
"Cut again!"
Jiang Ning showed no mercy.
The purple flame magic sword fell magnificently again.
As this slash fell, the circular magic circle was unable to block the power of Jiang Ning's magic sword. With a rumble, the magic circle exploded directly amid an explosion.
At the same time, two foundation-building monks with relatively weak cultivation died tragically on the spot.
Jiang Ning showed no mercy at all, and shot towards him with a flash of his body.
When the three foundation-building monks on the left saw Jiang Ning flying towards them, they worked hard and immediately kneaded the magic formula to cast the spell. However, Jiang Ning's eyes swept away, and a huge spiritual pressure suddenly pressed against these three people.
Their whole bodies were shaken, and before they had time to dodge, Jiang Ning's green sword slashed at their heads.
Gululu.
Three bloody heads fell into the air.
Seeing that these dozens of Qingming Sect disciples were almost slaughtered by Jiang Ning, the old man with the highest level of cultivation in the late stage of Foundation Establishment was completely heartbroken.
He opened his eyes angrily, gritted his teeth, activated the flying sword, and roared sternly, "Why do we, the Qingming Sect, have any grudge against you? Why do you want to kill us all?"
Jiang Ning sneered.
"Because you thieves destroyed our gate of Myriad Medicine Sect and killed my disciples of Myriad Medicine Sect! This time
Blood feud, tell me, should I kill you?"
What?
"Are you... from the Wan Yao Sect?"
The old man in the late stage of foundation building was stunned for a moment when he heard that Jiang Ning claimed to be a disciple of the Ten Thousand Medicine Sect.
And in this gap, Jiang Ning's body flashed, and the little green being controlled in the sky instantly turned into a beam of light and went straight to the old man in the late stage of foundation building.
This old man in the late stage of foundation building quickly slapped the storage bag, and more than a dozen talismans flew out and exploded.
In the midst of the explosion, the old man turned around and wanted to run away.
But Jiang Ning waved his hand and fired a lightning blade.
The thunder knife fell on the old man, and with a bang, the old man's body was split in half!
Died tragically on the spot.
The remaining Qingming Sect disciples who were still alive saw that even the strongest old man in the late stage of foundation building was killed by Jiang Ning. They suddenly knelt on the ground and begged Jiang Ning for mercy, "Spare us... Please, spare us."
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But Jiang Ning was swept away with a cold look.
"You want me to spare you? Did you ever spare us before?"
"die!"
As Jiang Ning finished speaking, the green sword penetrated the hearts of these Qingming Sect disciples one by one.
died.
All dead.
After killing all the Qingming Sect disciples in the city, Jiang Ning looked towards the Qingming Sect in the distance with cold eyes.
"This is the first step!"
After saying this, Jiang Ning patted the Najie space, and the black soul flag flew out immediately.
Jiang Ning waved the soul flag, and the terrifying Yin Qi suddenly dispersed on the surrounding corpses. Soon, the souls of the killed Qingming Sect disciples were sucked into the soul flag one by one.
After inhaling it, Jiang Ning cut off the heads of these Qingming Sect disciples one by one and placed them on the flying boat.
At this moment, there are nearly a hundred heads piled densely on the flying boat.