There were as many as 10,000 of them, and the team was huge, like a long dragon, with no end in sight.

Everywhere they passed, the chickens and dogs did not crow, and there was silence for ten miles, and no force dared to jump out and point fingers, let alone fight with them.

Moreover, among these 10,000 people, there are thousands of spiritual cultivators above the Transformation Yuan Realm alone, and everyone's Heavenly Spirit Cover is gushing with blood like flames, releasing a powerful momentum, and they really have the strength to swallow mountains and rivers, and they are unstoppable.

Such a force is completely able to dominate thousands of miles in the outside world, except for the inability to resist those big families that have been inherited for thousands of years, or even tens of thousands of years, there are few forces that can resist.

Seeing that the Heavenly Barbarian Department had finally left, many forces couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and their hearts instantly relaxed a lot.

"These plague gods are finally gone!" is what many people really think.

As for Yang Ling, after separating from the people in the tribe, he asked a few war servants to escort Xia Heng and the five people to the most core area.

The road was surprisingly quiet, and they walked for a long time, and they hardly saw anyone alive.

For this abnormal situation, Yang Ling did not feel anything wrong.

Because it was precisely because he killed hundreds of strong people and destroyed dozens of forces that caused this silent and uninhabited situation.

After a few days of hurrying, they finally passed through the territory of several forces and came to an area full of palaces and high-rise buildings. нéiУāпGê

Yang Ling could see that in ancient times, this should be similar to the royal territory in the mortal world, which looked very magnificent and atmospheric, but unfortunately it had lost its color, leaving only monotonous gray and white, which made people involuntarily feel desolate.

When he came here, Xia Heng's eyes that had been dim and ungodly flashed with a trace of imperceptible brilliance.

His expression moved slightly, and he quietly looked around, as if he was expecting something.

Along the way, Yang Ling had hardly used his spiritual sense, so even if there was a potential danger, he would not find out in advance.

A few hours later, a sudden sound of breaking the sky sounded.

Yang Ling's six senses were keen, and he immediately discovered the abnormality.

His eyes lit up and he looked in the direction of the source of the sound.

I saw a frightening flood dragging a long light to kill, like a comet, brilliant and violent.

Yang Ling turned a blind eye to the blow.

He didn't retreat, he didn't dodge, but strode forward.

Knock knock knock ~ Every step I take, the earth has to shake three times, and the surrounding houses keep shaking, almost crumbling.

He didn't say a word, his face was blank, there was no anger, as if it were all taken for granted.

The shock is thousands of feet long, like a match, and it will be killed in front of you in the blink of an eye.

Yang Ling didn't perform such a domineering and gorgeous move.

He punched out, and the space of the hit trembled, and the turbulent current rioted, and countless rays of thunder and lightning slammed into it like a purple python.

Boom~ The contact between the two sides was extremely short, and it exploded thousands of lights, like a flash in the pan, but the afterglow swept in all directions, causing all the buildings to collapse and be destroyed.

In an instant, a violent wind suddenly rose, causing chaos in the entire area, making it dark, flying sand and rocks, like the end of the world.

At this moment, Xia Heng, who had been silent all the way, suddenly opened his throat and shouted loudly: "Idiot, don't you run away quickly, this person has the strength of the Tempered Body Realm......

However, before he could finish speaking, he was punched in the extremely pale face.

Poof~ A mouthful of blood spurted out, and there were two teeth inside.

"Let my grandfather take the treasure of the town clan ......" However, he endured the severe pain, still roaring hysterically, like a mad beast, and his face was hideous and terrifying.

Bang~ A big foot kicked Xia Heng's abdomen and fell backwards heavily.

This kick was extremely cruel, and it directly made him faint.

At this time, several people were rushing from a distance.

But after hearing Xia Heng's roar, he suddenly became terrified.

"Tempered Body Realm Strength?" they glanced at each other, turned around instantly, and fled in the direction they came.

And it's so fast that anyone will be dumbfounded after watching it.

It's just that for Yang Ling, this speed is too slow, and it is not at the same level as him at all, as if it is a world of difference.

Brush ~ A light as thin as a gossamer flashed away.

In the snap of a finger, he was already in front of those people.

"Hey~ Since you're here, let's stay all!"

As he spoke, he grabbed the void, and the pseudo-treasure sword appeared in his hand.

The cold light was rippling, the killing machine was undulating, and the thunder light containing a destructive aura was wrapped around the blade, making him look majestic, like a killing god from heaven to earth.

Hiss~ The sword slashed softly, slicing through the void and appearing in front of one of the enemies.

The man was horrified, cold, and about to fight back, only to find that his body was moving rapidly and involuntarily.

His eyes widened, and he used his last strength to figure out that it was not his body moving, but that his head had been cut off by the long sword, and he flew high, and before he landed, he was kicked by a big foot, passing through the yellow dust in the sky, and flying in the direction where Xia Heng was.

Seeing that his companion was easily killed in just one face, the rest of the people were already frightened, screaming, burning the array without hesitation, speeding up and escaping, and even more eager to regenerate two legs.

It's a pity that when they made a move just now, the end of death was already doomed.

I saw that Yang Ling's divine power was overwhelming, and the true power in his body was surging like a tide, urging Wan Shijue to the extreme, and he quickly caught up with a person.

Whew~ He threw a punch, and the pressure of the mountain made the other party almost out of breath, and even the space around him seemed to be imprisoned, and his actions suddenly became much slower.

The wind was blowing, the thunder was rolling, and the golden fist shadow was carrying a Buddha, which looked extremely sacred and majestic.

Click~ The man tried his best to resist, but he was still hit by the huge fist, his chest was seriously deformed, and it was completely dented, and even the internal organs were crushed and turned into a puddle of debris.

Then, he turned into a demon king and went on an expedition to the east and west, using his unparalleled speed to hunt down those enemies who came to attack.

In a short moment, one by one, the strong people died, and they were extremely miserable.

It's just that in the end, someone escaped by relying on clever escape techniques.

However, Yang Ling did not show a worried look.

On the contrary, there was a faint expectation, hoping that the person who escaped could move to the rescue of the Xia family, so that he could disperse the strength of the other party and let him kill them one by one.

Then he returned to the Servants.

Looking at the unrecognizable and blood-stained Xia Heng and several other members of the Xia family on the ground, Yang Ling did not have the slightest pity.