Eight hundred and eighty-ninth chapter murder under the moonlight
The strength shown by Qin Heng is far beyond Han Ling's imagination.
No matter what, she never expected that a heretic who only had the level of the Holy Lord, a section that had no idea where it came from!, would have such a terrible means!
Such terrifying strength can kill him with just a single finger!
It's simply incredible!
There is still a holy lord here. Have you ever seen such a powerful holy lord? Even if he is the peak of the Saint King or even half a step of sacredness, anyone will believe it!
Now, Han Ling is completely panicked.
The momentum of the Holy King disappeared. Facing the golden sun flying rapidly, and facing this unprecedented sense of crisis, she shouted in horror and asked for help from the sect not far away!
This shocked everyone in Yujiao City. They all knew Han Ling and knew that this was a noble saint king. They could only look up at the existence they could only look up.
But now, she was actually panicking for help. The difference between this and the Holy King Hanling in people's minds is too big!
It's a far cry from the bottom of the world!
"This, how could this happen? Immortal Lord, is he so powerful?" Su Ying was also shocked and looked at Qin Heng in disbelief.
She knew that Qin Heng was very powerful and knew that Qin Heng could have many secret techniques with extremely terrifying power, but she never expected that Qin Heng could scare a Holy King to tremble and beg for mercy with just one finger.
What kind of force is this?
"Who dares to hurt my saint king of Yuehua Sect? You're so brave!" At this moment, another loud shout came from Zhongyu Mountain, and the vast divine power immediately arrived, surging like a turbulent wave in the sea of anger.
Come.
"Be careful, Immortal Lord, this is still a saint king, and his strength is still above Master Han Ling!" Su Ying was shocked and hurriedly reminded Qin Heng.
"Su Ying, you traitor, you are scattered with things outside!" The voice from Zhong Yushan was full of anger, and the bone-bone ice arrived instantly, and a young man wearing a green robe came in the air.
His eyes glanced at Su Ying, extremely cold, full of murderous intent, and then looked at Qin Heng and snorted coldly: "Where did the heresy come from? You dare to act wildly in front of Yuehua Sect. Junior Sister Hanling, don't panic, senior brother
I'll save you now!"
As he said that, the young man raised his hand and grabbed the golden sun. At the same time, a layer of white mist that caused the coldness of the most yin was covered with his palm, and he wanted to block the attack for Han Ling.
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"court death!"
Qin Heng snorted coldly, glanced at the young man indifferently, raised his right hand, and his five fingers suddenly turned into light, appearing five colors of green, yellow, red, black and white, rising into the sky!
In an instant, the five-colored light swept across the world, as if it contained the five elements of heaven and earth, everything, and all matter!
Five-colored divine light!
Everything is not cleaned, everything is not broken!
When Qin Heng had just attained Hunyuan in his previous life, he was challenged by Kong Xuan. At that time, he captured the peacock with one palm, and even pulled down your five-colored divine feathers and made it into a fan.
He has long been able to understand the five-color divine light method, even more than Kong Xuan himself knows. Although he is only the peak of foundation building, he can still use these five-color light as an immortal method to wipe out all things.
Under such a terrifying immortal magic, the young man had not even reacted and had no time to dodge. He was directly dropped into the five-colored light brush and disappeared.
At the same time, the golden little sun also hit Han Ling's body.
The holy king of Yuehua Sect just now watched the young man being brushed by the five-colored light. He was already desperate. Now he felt the little sun hitting his body, and his face was filled with fear and regret.
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Han Ling visualizes the image of the moon god, and obtains authority related to the moon god, the most powerful of which are cold ice and dark night. At this time, he encounters a golden sun with a completely opposite force and is immediately completely restrained.
Almost in an instant, Han Ling's spiritual and soul magic image completely evaporated, and then his body was destroyed and no longer existed. A saint king who was overwhelming the world would be destroyed in both form and spirit.
"..." Su Ying stared blankly at Qin Heng standing in the sky with his hands behind his back. She was completely confused and felt her head dizzy.
So, the Immortal Lord is so powerful?
Even the Holy King is so insignificant in front of the Immortal Lord. What kind of strength is this? It’s so powerful, it’s really so powerful!
As for more than ten disciples of Yuehua Sect, they were completely stunned. They looked at Qin Heng with dull eyes, their eyes were full of fear, their whole body was trembling, their legs were trembling, and they were all sitting there.
On the ground, looking at Qin Heng's expression, he felt like he was seeing a ghost.
Some people even lay on the ground, holding their heads, trembling and crying. They were obviously mentally broken, and were frightened by the strength shown by Qin Heng, so they were so mentally abnormal.
Qin Heng ignored them, landed from the sky, returned to Su Ying's side, pointed to the city's deacon's mansion in front, and smiled and said, "Let's go, let's go in."
"Ah, go in?" Su Ying was surprised when she heard this, and looked at Qin Heng in surprise, and said, "Go, what are you doing here? There should be no one inside."
She didn't understand what Qin Heng wanted to do now.
"Yuehua Sect, how many holy kings are there?" Qin Heng walked to the city's deacon's mansion and said to Su Ying: "You should know this number."
"Five in total." Su Ying followed behind.
"Now I'll kill two." Qin Heng walked forward with his hands behind his back and smiled: "As long as the God of Yuehua is not stupid, he will not continue to let the Holy King come to me, but should be the Holy King, or he will come in person."
"God, sacred!" Su Ying's little face suddenly turned pale. The level of sacred is a legend for her!
Although the leader of Yuehua is a powerful man of the sacred level, she hardly shows up on weekdays, and she has never seen her several times, and every time she sees her, she can't even see her specific appearance clearly.
However, there is no doubt that the sacred strength is a powerful man who can transform into the sun and annihilate the galaxy in the universe and every move!
Will the Immortal Lord be the opponent of such a strong man?
Su Ying was confused again, but she did not ask because she knew that Qin Heng must have made a decision, so she followed Qin Heng without saying a word.
The disciples of Yuehua Sect outside also heard the words of Qin Heng and Su Ying before. They were originally in despair and fear and immediately became excited!
sacred!
If the sect's sect is coming, that kid will undoubtedly die. No matter how powerful the sage king is, he will never be able to compete with the sage, let alone just a sage master?
These dozen people agreed in their hearts!
At this time, in the city's deacon's mansion, Qin Heng looked at the direction of Zhong Yushan, with a calm expression, and said to Su Ying beside him: "Cook a pot of tea for me."
"Yes, Immortal Lord." Su Ying nodded and began to prepare, asking by the way: "You are going to entertain guests, the sacredness of Yuehua Sect..."
"When your tea is cooked, the sacred of Yuehua Sect will die." Qin Heng smiled faintly, stood up, put his hands behind him, and walked outside without waiting for Su Ying to speak.
It's already night, under the bright moon, it's as bright as jade!
Under the moonlight, Qin Heng's shadow pulled a long and even longer behind him, even longer than the trees in the courtyard. He walked slowly, and suddenly, his shadow jumped up and pointed to the knife and slashed at the