"Everyone is here? Who is here?"

The moment he heard the sound, Ye Qing felt his scalp numb and his hairs standing on end. Without thinking, he turned around and punched, all in one go.

"Steamed Daze Style"

The moment he punched out, Ye Qing called out the "Fog Demon" in his heart, boundless demonic energy erupted, and a giant palm with Buddha's seal condensed with demonic energy fell from the sky.

"call"

But in the next moment, the sky was full of powerful fist energy, and the Buddha's seal transformed by the demonic energy gathered in one place uncontrollably, and was defeated.

The source of the gathering is one person and one mouth.

The man opened his mouth and inhaled, and all the energy and demonic energy that had dissipated in the sky entered his belly.

Not only that, even the rich demonic energy escaping around him was sucked into his mouth, and a brief vacuum appeared around him.

At this time, Ye Qing also saw clearly the appearance of the person in front of him.

He was a slovenly old man. His beard and hair were all white, his face was lined with grooves, and he looked very old. He looked almost the same as a dying old man.

But the old man has a pair of empty eye sockets. One of his eyes seems to have been gouged out by something. Only the empty eye sockets are left. There are still two lines of blood and tears left in the corners of the eyes, full of madness and wantonness. The aura on his body is evil and twisted.

, filled with evil spirits.

What is even more chilling is that the old man is holding a bloody hemp rope in his hand, as if he is holding tofu.

There were a bunch of people and monsters tied to the hemp rope, no less than twenty or thirty of them.

People are living people;

Weirdness is a living weirdness;

Among those people, the weakest are in the Refining Gang realm, and the strongest are even half-step into the Mysterious Realm.

Those monsters are not weak either, ranging from resentment level to impermanence.

Ye Qing even saw a few familiar monsters among the weird ones, such as the coffin-carrying man.

It's just that at this time, those people and monsters have shrunk dozens of times. They are like dolls with dull eyes. They are strung up in a long string by ropes and held in the old man's hand, shaking.

In an instant, large beads of sweat appeared on Ye Qing's forehead, and his back was soaked with cold sweat. He turned around and ran away.

Wouldn't it be funny if he didn't run away at this time?

But as soon as he moved, a bloody hemp rope was suddenly wrapped around his neck.

The blood-stained hemp rope seemed ordinary, but neither Ye Qing nor the Fog Demon noticed when the hemp rope appeared around his neck, and the Gang Qi on his body was like paper, being strangled by the hemp rope.

The next moment, the hemp rope shrank, and Ye Qing felt that his spiritual consciousness was dim, his vision went dark, and he lost consciousness.

…

"Huh...where is this?"

After an unknown amount of time, Ye Qing opened his eyes and found that he was in a strange environment.

The location where he was was like a battlefield, with ruins everywhere, broken soldiers, corpses piled up like mountains, blood stains, and smoke rising into the sky.

In front of him, there was a magnificent and mighty river, spanning the sky and the earth, running through rivers and mountains.

He was wearing black armor and holding a long sword, like a soldier.

That was all, but what frightened him was that there seemed to be a mysterious force imprisoning him around him, making him unable to move.

"Woooo..."

At this moment, a desolate and distant horn sounded, the horn sounded, the cold wind blew away the fog, blew away the blood, but blew the cold light, the golden armor, and the smoke of the wolf.

Kill.

To his left and right, there appeared soldiers who were also wearing armor and holding long swords. They were dressed and dressed exactly like him.

He had also seen those soldiers, and some of them were the same people who were strung on the hemp rope by the mysterious old man before.

Some of them he had never seen before, but there was no doubt that they were all Jianghu people captured by the mysterious old man.

The realm of those soldiers was not much different from his, they were all around the late stage of Lian Gang.

All of them stood side by side in a row, each one several feet away from each other, and the distance was equal. It looked like a military formation, but not like a military formation. It was weird and inexplicable.

Behind them, they were still shrouded in mist, and they could vaguely see some huge objects, standing between the sky and the earth.

"What is going on? Where is this?"

Ye Qing frowned. Just when he didn't know why, there was a sudden roar in the air, the air was shaken, and a giant bird fell from the sky, roared, and pounced on a soldier next to him.

"Gunbird..."

The giant bird was huge, with wings that covered the sky, and its body was blood red. However, its beak was different from ordinary birds. Its beak was extremely thick, cylindrical, and hollow in the middle. It could suck air into the beak and then spit it out at extremely high speeds.

, attack others.

Because its attack method is shaped like a demon-killing cannon made by the Imperial Guard, and its beak resembles a cannon barrel, it is named Cannon Bird.

The aura of the cannon bird was extremely powerful. Before it landed, it opened its mouth to inhale, and a strong wind filled its beak.

"boom……"

The next moment, a stream of condensed air spurted out from the gunbird's beak and sprayed towards the soldier.

At this time, the soldier seemed to be able to move. He held a long sword and struck at the air cannonball with one blow.

Amidst the roar, the Changge broke, and the soldiers were crushed directly by the air, with blood and flesh flying everywhere.

After the soldier died, the cannon bird fell from the sky, landed where the soldier had been, and roared upwards.

At the same time, the aura of the Cannon Bird slowly began to weaken, and finally turned into a strange monster. Although it was also very strong, it was not as outrageous as before.

Ye Qing was extremely nervous at this time, fearing that Cannon Bird would also fire an air bomb at him.

But slowly he discovered that after the gunbird occupied the soldier's position, it seemed to be imprisoned by some mysterious force and could not move at will.

But before he could breathe a sigh of relief, a huge stone pillar fell from the sky, the earth cracked, and the Cannon Bird was trampled into a pulp.

"Xijingjin..."

Only then did Ye Qing see clearly that what crushed the Cannon Bird to death was not a stone pillar at all, but a hoof, and the owner of the hoof was an extraordinary black horse.

The black horse has two horns on its head, and its whole body is dark without a trace of color. It is surrounded by dark black magic fire. The magic fire is raging, and the void is burned and distorted.

"Fire Horse?"

Ye Qing was shocked. The one who trampled the cannon bird to death was actually a flaming prison horse. This was an extremely rare strange thing that often appeared in the dark places of heaven and earth.

After the Flame Prison Horse trampled the Cannon Bird to death, it snorted, and the aura on its body gradually weakened, reaching only the level of ecstasy.

It stands to reason that it is not impossible for a seductive monster to kill another seducing monster, but it will never be so easy to trample the opponent to death.

Obviously, there is some mysterious power that directly enhances the strength of the Hell Horse.

"kill……"

Just when Ye Qing was confused, a soldier holding a long sword and wearing red armor descended from the sky and came towards him.

At this time, Ye Qing also felt that he could move. He swept his long sword across his hand to block the opponent's knife. The swords and swords intersected. Ye Qing took a step back. A big hole was stepped on the ground, and the red-armored soldier was struck by him.

Sweep away with one strike.

"God-washing realm? Something is wrong?"

In his feeling, there was no doubt that the other party was in the God-washing realm, but the power seemed to not belong to him. The other party did not have control over it at all, but just unleashed it in a brutal and brutal way.

This power is definitely enough to deal with ordinary refining realms, but it is far inferior to Ye Qing.

Let alone such a dabbler, even a true God-washing realm might not be able to deal with him.

"Go to hell!"

While Ye Qing was thinking, the soldier rushed up again, his expression ferocious and full of evil aura.

Ye Qing could clearly feel that the other party retained his sanity, but he just didn't understand why the other party insisted on killing him?

Seeing the opponent approaching, Ye Qing stuck the long sword in his hand on the ground. His figure swayed and he suddenly approached. When the opponent's long knife had just dropped halfway, he struck down with his right arm, like a battle axe, hitting the long knife.

on the hilt of the knife.

The power of the Five Dragon Elephants exploded, and with a "click" sound, the handle of the iron sword broke into two pieces. Ye Qing pressed down his arm and hit the opponent's chest.

"puff"

The soldier's armor was shattered, his chest collapsed, he spat out a mouthful of blood and flew backwards, his face pale.

Feeling that he was unable to defeat, the soldier turned around and ran away, but as soon as he took steps, in Ye Qing's horrified eyes, the soldier's body was twisted and broken bit by bit, with a painful and ferocious look on his face, and screams.

Continuously.

The screams lasted for dozens of breaths before they stopped, and the soldier had already turned into a puddle of mud, lifeless.

Before Ye Qing could recover from the shock, a mysterious power enveloped him, and he rushed forward involuntarily. The vast river in front of him was like flat ground, flowing across it under his feet.

.

As he sprinted forward, his strength continued to rise, and his realm was raised to a higher level, reaching the late stage of God-washing.
To be continued...