As thousands of fine essence stones penetrated into the magic circle, a sky-covering formation emerged in the vast void.
Without any hesitation, Gu Qing stepped into it, and hundreds of thousands of monks swarmed in behind him. As the tea time passed, the cross-domain magic circle slowly dissipated, and this boundless glacier became silent again.
Sanctuary, Frost City.
It is raining continuously in Frost City today, and the dark clouds in the sky are extremely thick. This also makes the guards of the hundreds of tribes in the city lord's mansion feel inexplicably restless, as if something big is about to happen.
Buzz!
The void swayed, ripples spread, and a ten thousand feet light gate appeared in the sky above the city lord's palace. Many guards were startled. They quickly raised their weapons and looked at the ten thousand feet light gate with solemn expressions in their eyes.
With silver-white hair and black clothes, Gu Qing stepped forward and looked at the guards of the hundreds of tribes at his feet. His eyes were indifferent, as if he were looking at ants.
"Bold, who are you? I don't know that this place is guarded by our hundreds of tribes. How dare you come across the territory without my permission?" The chief guard of the hundreds of tribes rebuked loudly, causing hundreds of soldiers behind him to show murderous intent and wave their hands.
The fighting refers to the ancient Qing Dynasty.
Boom boom boom!
The sky and the earth exploded, and the dark clouds dispersed. Before the soldiers of all races could take action, something horrified them happened.
Hundreds of thousands of monks all walked out of the magic circle, and the densely packed figures gave off an extremely terrifying aura. They looked at the soldiers of hundreds of tribes at their feet as if they were looking at dead people.
"This"'s legs became weak and he fell to the ground. Hundreds of soldiers seemed to be in a dream and couldn't believe what they saw.
"Cross-domain war. This is a cross-domain war. Please inform the ancestors of the hundreds of tribes." The chief guard of the hundreds of tribes howled in fear, his face was bloodless.
"Noisy!"
Gongsun Hanjue's face was cold and cold. How could such ants deserve Gu Qing's action? He slapped his hand and the guards of hundreds of tribes turned into ashes.
"Anyone who encounters hundreds of tribes will be killed without mercy!" Gu Qing put his hands behind his back and spoke sternly.
"kill!"
The sky shook, the void exploded, hundreds of thousands of monks swooped down from the sky, the entire Frost City screamed endlessly, and the miserable howls of hundreds of tribes continued to sound.
In just ten breaths of time, the entire Frost City was slaughtered, and the humans in the city were trembling, looking at the black figure in the void, they were in awe.
The eyes pierced the void, and the ancient green void waved, and suddenly the Lord of Frost City, who was about to flee, was attracted in front of him.
"Sir, have mercy on me, my lord, please have mercy on me." He had green hair and blue eyes. This person was obviously from the Qinglang clan. He knelt down in the void and kept kowtowing to Gu Qing.
"Let me tell you to wait for the ancestors of the hundreds of tribes and tell them that I, Gu Qing, have come back. Let them wash their necks and wait for me to come and kill them one by one."
"roll!"
The sound was like thunder, splitting people's souls. When he heard Gu Qing's words, his face changed drastically. He didn't dare to argue in the slightest, turned around and fled out of the city.
Looking at the mountain of corpses and sea of blood at his feet, Gu Qing's eyes were deep and he murmured in a voice: "Sanctuary, I, Gu Qing, am back."
"Brother Zhuge." Gu Qing retracted his thoughts and said in a low voice.
"Gu Qing."
Upon hearing Gu Qing's call, Zhuge Liuyun's face flushed, and his mind was already extremely excited.
Along the way, he finally learned that there were dozens of semi-immortal masters, among whom the master of Qingtian Pavilion was even a master of heavenly cultivation. That Lu Hanzhuan was only half a step away from entering the realm of immortality. This
How could Zhuge Liuyun be calm?
"Starting from Hanshuang City, the troops were divided into four groups and fought all the way to Cangtian City. One of them was led by my brother." Gu Qing's eyes were deep and his words were full of killing intent.
"Follow the Demon King's decree." Zhuge Liuyun said excitedly after hearing Gu Qing's words.
"Senior Lu, you are a figure in the ninth level of the semi-immortal realm, and you have troubled senior all the way." Gu Qing looked at Lu Hanchuan, raised his hands and bowed to him.
Lu Hanzhuan was a supreme figure who had lived for three thousand years, and he was an unparalleled hero. As many monks died in his hands as stars, he happily accepted Gu Qing's orders.
"Senior Pavilion Master, you are a powerful person. There are very few people in this world who can rival you. Senior should lead you all the way."
"Okay, I haven't killed anyone for thousands of years. Today, for the sake of my husband, I can only slaughter one area with blood." The master of Qingtian Pavilion laughed loudly, and he led the group of people to leave.
Most of the hundreds of thousands of people left with the three of them. Gu Qing condensed in the sky above Hanshuang City, looking in the direction of Demon Lord's Eighteenth City, and said coldly: "The rest of the people will follow me and fight back to Demon Lord's Eighteenth City.
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There was great chaos in the Holy Land, and the world was horrified.
A legendary figure reappeared in the world, and the Demon Lord Gu Qing was finally remembered by the world. Because of this person's return, the entire sanctuary turned into a sea of blood.
The sound of killing shook the sky, the sea of blood floated, and corpses piled up in the hundreds of millions of miles of the Holy Land. The major sects were unable to retreat. They observed the chaos in the Holy Land with trembling minds. Fear arose in their hearts for Gu Qing's return.
News that shocked the world came one after another. Eighty percent of the 108 cities in the Holy Land were in the hands of the ancient tribes. But with the return of Gu Qing, the four lines of troops pushed through like a torrent of steel, and many monks from the hundreds tribes were born.
, but when faced with the supreme power, they finally despaired.
An elder of the Qingtian Pavilion just waved his hand, and the cultivators were destroyed into ashes. Hundreds of tribes suffered heavy casualties. Four military lines killed all the tribes. City after city was lost, and the tribes continued to retreat, and finally shrank into Cangtian City.
Inside Hanyan City.
Several Tianyuan powers who guarded this place were reduced to ashes under the palm of Luo Xiaotian. Luo Xiaotian took the lead and acted as the vanguard of the ancient youth, brutally massacring people from hundreds of tribes. Hanyan City was completely slaughtered by Luo Xiaotian in just a few dozen breaths.
Pushing all the way, all the aliens in the eighteen cities of the Demon Lord were wiped out. But what made Gu Qing sad was that there was not a single demon in the eighteen cities. I wonder if they could have escaped when the hundreds of tribes attacked.
disaster.
Cangtian City.
The four military lines finally converged here, and tens of thousands of monks surrounded Cangtian City in the center. The bloody aura on each person's body was extremely strong. The murderous aura that penetrated both worlds of heaven and earth also made the foreigners in Cangtian City tremble.
Who are they? They are one of the hundreds of ancient tribes, the race that dominated an era in ancient times. Only they can slaughter the human race. When did they turn into pigs and dogs and be slaughtered like this by the human race?
Even though they were angry, the reality left them helpless. These hundreds of thousands of monks came from nowhere and suddenly appeared in the Holy Realm. Their cultivation level was not comparable to that of the humans in the Holy Realm. Even the most ordinary monks among them were in the realm of twinning.
, there is even a semi-immortal powerful person sitting in charge, which makes them hate and fear in their hearts.
boom!
The powerful men emerged from the world and manifested into the void. Looking at the hundreds of thousands of monks, the faces of the powerful men were extremely solemn.
"Is Gu Qing here?" Chief Canglong said solemnly, constantly looking for traces of Gu Qing.
The void flickered, ripples spread, Gu Qing put his hands on his back, and suddenly appeared beside the strong men, looking at the strong men with eyes like looking at ants.
This also made the strong men of the hundreds of tribes look horrified, and their steps were unconsciously going backwards.
"What kind of cultivation are you doing at this moment?" Gu Qing suddenly manifested, but the leader of the Canglong clan was unaware of it, and the great terror between life and death emerged in his heart.
With his hands on his back, he was extremely indifferent. A wisp of breeze blew by, causing Gu Qing's silver-white hair to fly in the wind. His black clothes rustled slightly. Gu Qing ignored the words of Canglong Clan Chief and just looked at Baili Cangtian City, his thoughts in his eyes were a little erratic.
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It was here that he met Tongtong, but when he returned this time, the little girl was gone. He sent people around to look for the girl's whereabouts, but no news came.
He once asked Zhuge Liuyun about the whereabouts of Tongtong, but Zhuge Liuyun's answer made Gu Qing extremely heavy.
When the Hundred Tribes attacked, their main purpose was to capture the girl. At that time, Xian Ruochen had already been seriously injured. During the attack with many Half-Immortal Powers from the Hundred Tribes, he tore through the void and captured the girl.
The little girl was sent away. This was the news coming out of Hanyan City.
Before Zhuge Liuyun went to the Northern Territory, he also searched for the girl everywhere, but he returned in vain and found no trace of the little girl.
Gu Qing's eyes retracted and he raised his eyes to look at the powerful men. The words in his mouth were extremely gloomy.
"Do you know that you and others are all going to die here today?"
"Gu Qing, although I don't know where you brought hundreds of thousands of monks from, my tribe is not without foundation. When the semi-immortal power of our tribe comes into the world, it will be easy to destroy you all into ashes." Tianfeng.
The clan leader originally had a grudge against Gu Qing. Looking at Gu Qing's indifferent attitude, he roared angrily at Gu Qing.
"Head of Tianfeng Clan?"
"die!"
The murderous intent is revealed at the drop of a word!
This was Gu Qing's style. He was not seen moving, but as his pupils turned, the breath of time flowed into the void, and something that frightened the powerful people happened.
Flesh and blood turned into bones, and the bones turned into ashes. A breeze blew, causing the Tianfeng clan leader to collapse into the void.
"How dare you make noise even if you are vulnerable?" Gu Qing slowly shook his head and spoke indifferently.
"Gu Qing, do you really want to fight to the death with my tribe?" Canglong Clan Chief's face was pale, and his body was trembling.
"Until death?"
Gu Qing murmured, looking in the direction of Cangtian City, with a peerless murderous intent flashing in his eyes.
"Destroy my demon king's eighteen cities and hurt many of my relatives and friends. Your tribe and I have been fighting to the death for a long time."
Gu Qing slowly turned around and no longer looked at the powerful men, but his cold and heartless words resounded throughout the world.
"Kill them."
boom!
The void shook, the space cracked, and Luo Xiaotian emerged, holding the golden halberd in his hand. With his sky-splitting blow, the space was torn apart, and the endless sky continued to shake. Under the dead eyes of the powerful men, they continued
The miserable howl didn't even have time to come out before it turned into blood mist.
The power of the semi-immortal Dao power is not comparable to that of people under Tianyuan. Killing such a monk is only within the palm of your hand.
"kill!"
Luo Xiaotian had a ferocious look on his face, and he swung his big halberd to kill Cangtian City first. Hundreds of thousands of monks turned into a torrent of steel and followed Luo Xiaotian.
Blood rained down, and there were shrill wails.
Gu Qing stood in the sky above Cangtian City, looking at the floating corpses of hundreds of tribes under his feet. There was no trace of pity on his face.
"Where are you all?"
"Did you know that I, Gu Qing, am back?"
The gentle breeze blew gently, lifting Gu Qing's disheveled silver-white hair. He looked up at the endless sky, and his heart was filled with a deep sense of pain.
Relatives and friends disappeared, and even if hundreds of people were slaughtered, it could not relieve the heavy pain in Gu Qing's heart.