The tide of monsters is increasing instead of decreasing, which is beyond the ordinary.

This incident had already been preached by the Bounty Pavilion to the major forces of the Heavenly Desolate Continent, so much so that the current Ximan Mountain was already full of major forces.

Among them, there are many people from the major families of Heavenly Desolate City, and even the four major sects.

However, most of the people who entered the four major sects were cultivators of the Immortal Martial Nine Heavens or the Divine Source Realm, and most of them came here to experience and prepare for the Daluo Immortal Realm in a few months.

On a water surface in this mountain forest, Qin Hao appeared with a girl and a child.

The white robe and black hair, carrying a sword, walked lightly.

At the moment when Qin Hao appeared in the falling water stream, the surrounding demon beasts seemed to have sensed it and surged towards the falling water stream frantically.

If you take a closer look, there are at least nearly a hundred, but most of them are demon beasts around the Immortal Martial Realm.

Qin Hao smiled faintly, this beast tide doesn't seem to be good, right?

He was as indifferent as ever, and suddenly, the Nine Heavens Sword let out a soft groan.

A sword light, as if cutting everything away, can break through the sky.

Now, this three-foot long front has a spirituality, and even as long as his mind moves, he can cross a hundred meters and kill the enemy invisibly.

However, in dozens of breaths, there was already a river of blood flowing in the falling water stream, and nearly 100 demon beasts were corpsed all over the field.

The Heavenly Sword Light even suppressed many forces that were hunting demon beasts around the Falling Water Stream, and many cultivators were in an uproar.

"Is there ever a Divine Source Realm powerhouse over there?"

"It's a terrifying confrontation there!"

In the forest, one after another exclamations sounded, and the sky-high sword light, just by entering the eyes, gave them a feeling of coldness through their bodies.

At this moment, several young people have quietly appeared on the bank of the falling water stream.

"You are Qin Hao of the Qin family in the Heavenly Desolate City!?"

Qin Hao looked at the gray-robed young men who were slowly coming, his face was a little calm.

On the gray robe, the dark clouds and flowing water were embroidered on his chest, he was a disciple of Moyun Palace, and the corners of Qin Hao's mouth were slightly raised.

Immediately, his body shook, and he walked towards those few disciples of Moyun Palace.

He hadn't made trouble with Mo Yun Palace, but Mo Yun Palace had already started to trouble him.

"Doesn't seem right!"

Among the disciples of Moyun Palace, some people were hesitant in their hearts and felt a little bad.

Someone's face was awe-inspiring, "A kid from the Qin family who has just entered the Immortal Martial Realm dares to do something with us?"

Counting the breaths, Qin Hao had already descended less than twenty meters in front of them.

"I am Qin Hao!"

The faint words came out, and the next moment, the body of the Mo Yun Palace disciple who was the leader suddenly shook, and the immortal spirit qi around him suddenly began to condense a sharp edge.

It's a means he's proud of, condensation!

The practice was like a cold, slicing through the air, deafening, and this movement alone attracted many cultivators around it.

"That's Zhang Qian from Moyun Palace!"

"Zhang Qian is the leader of the younger generation in the inner gate of Moyun Palace, and his strength is only below Yun Song and Yun Ni!"

"I heard that although he has to break through to the Divine Source Realm, he is only one chance away!"

The people of many forces stopped their attacks one after another and watched from afar.

Someone was able to provoke Zhang Qian of Moyun Palace to make a move, it was really ......

I don't know what to say!

The competition came agitated, and the air was faintly rippling, Zhang Qian was confident, and under this blow, the young man in front of him would be seriously injured if he did not die.

"That kid seems to be the disciple that Yun Song gave to the disciples who came to participate in the beast hunt this time, and let them torture and kill!?"

"That should be the kid of the Qin family in Heavenly Desolate City, I don't know how to provoke Yun Songna and the others. ”

Among the people present, many eyes fell on the white-robed and black-haired young man.

Qin Hao's actions had been blocked by that cold mang, as if there was nowhere to escape.

But to the astonishment of many forces present, Qin Hao's face was as calm as ever, without the slightest change, as if he didn't care at all.

Qin Hao looked at the cold glow and smiled faintly, "Is that all?"

His face was indifferent, Moyun Palace had provoked him again and again, and now, in this Ximan Mountain, he was going to kill him here.

On those few disciples of Moyun Palace, he could feel the full killing intent.

Since this is the case, he does not recommend that his name of Qin Hao be resounded in this Ximan Mountain.

Suddenly, Qin Hao moved, the chaotic qi attached to his hand, he faced the cold mang, and the palm of his hand slowly came out, like a pig-killing knife, crushing the immortal qi and bombarding the cold mang.

Rumble!

A loud bang, like a landslide and a crack, swept through the entire falling stream.

Immediately, in the horrified gaze of everyone, the cold mangpilian suddenly shattered and turned into a shattered shadow in the sky.

"Immortal Killing Eight Style, Blood Slaughterer!"

Qin Hao muttered, his face indifferent.

This method is written by the scroll of soul reading in his mind, and now he can be said to have truly mastered thousands of magical powers, and in terms of packing tickets, Qin Hao's background has surpassed that of cultivators in the same realm by much.

In an instant, the practice dissipated, Zhang Qian just snorted, his body flew upside down, and more organs spurted out of his mouth.

As soon as the Eight Immortal Killing Styles came out, in an instant, Zhang Qian had already suffered a heavy blow.

"Senior Brother Zhang Qian!"

Several disciples of Moyun Palace who were traveling with him shouted, and before the crowd of onlookers from a distance could react, Qin Hao's figure had already disappeared in place.

At this moment, he appeared in front of Zhang Qian like a butcher, and the next moment, chaotic qi erupted.

Scold!

With a bang, Zhang Gan's body suddenly collapsed, turned into a sky of blood mist and dispersed, and when the wind and waves were calm, Zhang Gan had disappeared into this world.

"What? Zhang Qian was killed?"

"How is it possible, isn't he just entering the Immortal Martial Realm?"

"Even his body is scum, how can his strength be so strong?"

The three disciples who were traveling with Zhang Qian were stunned, and their brains were almost blank at the moment.

This Qin Hao, what kind of monster is this, he has been on the Heavenly Forbidden Island for four years, and he has only returned to the Heavenly Desolate Continent for less than a year, and now his strength has grown to this point, and he can actually kill a cultivator at the peak of the Immortal Martial Realm in an instant.

"Why did the man disappear again?"

Suddenly, a suspicious sound sounded in the distance, causing everyone to patrol everywhere, only to find that the seven-foot figure disappeared in place again.

Not far away, three screams rang out in a row.

Qin Hao kept scurrying in this falling stream, and every time he moved, he harvested the vitality of a Moyun Palace disciple.

In just ten breaths, the disciples of Moyun Palace who accompanied Zhang Qian were exterminated, and even a complete body was not left, and flesh and blood flew wildly.

Killing all the disciples of Moyun Palace who appeared in his eyes, Qin Hao withdrew his palm and returned to a girl and a child, and his indifferent voice slowly sounded.

"Delay a bit, let's go. ”

......

In Moyun Palace, in a dark pavilion, there is a disc soul lamp burning.

Woooo

Four voices sounded in a row, and the old man who was in the center of the pavilion bowed his head slightly, opened his eyes.

"Zhang Qian!"

"There are Mo Yun Palace disciples slaughtered!"

"Something happened to Ximan Mountain!"

Could it be that there are other forces that dare to make a move against Moyun Palace?

The next moment, the old man suddenly rose, with a fairy spirit, and forcibly re-lit the soul lamp, but after a few breaths, the soul lamp went out again.

However, he already knew everything from this soul lamp.

"The evil beast of the Qin family!"