On the side of the Heavenly Beast Clan, there were still dozens of people resisting, and in a cave behind them, there were some children and women trembling.

Among them, an old man wearing an ornate feathered headdress, wielding a strange scepter, utters some very rhythmic incantations from his mouth.

Suddenly, from the dense forest, hundreds of wild beasts rushed out and rushed towards these mercenaries.

This scene was extremely sudden, causing dozens of mercenaries on the periphery to all fall down and their throats to be bitten. z.br>

But these mercenaries were also well-trained, and they immediately turned back and fought back.

The rain of bullets and bullets caused all these beasts to be beaten into a sieve.

At this time, the leader of the beast tribe that day suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his expression was sluggish.

"There is a witch curse, even if it is death, it will make these intruders pay." The leader roared bitterly.

Suddenly, these surviving clansmen also roared, and all of them cut their wrists, and blood fell dripping down.

And the blood they shed turned out to be like life, and they condensed together to form a huge rune.

"Quick, with rockets." When the leader of the mercenaries saw this, he couldn't help but shout.

"However, the rockets are already empty, and in their place, ordinary guns can't penetrate them, and if they charge and there are traps in the middle, we will have to reduce our number of men by at least fifty people." The leader's deputy said in a deep voice.

The mercenary leader pondered for a moment and said, "Then use a sniper rifle, three of them together."

Immediately, three anti-materiel heavy sniper rifles were erected

With a "bang", a sniper bullet directly pierced a thick stone wall, knocking a large hole in the chest of a Heavenly Beast tribesman.

Immediately after, two more bullets were fired, successfully killing the two men.

This also caused the magic rune that was about to take shape to be interrupted and unsustainable.

"Kill the chieftain of this tribe." The mercenary leader commanded, his eyes burning with greed, staring at the scepter in the chief's hand.

"Bang"

Another sniper shot shot at the chief's head.

The chieftain had a hideous face and kept roaring, like a dying wild man, letting out an unwilling and powerless roar.

But at this moment, a hand suddenly appeared on the ground, and the two fingers suddenly clamped.

Suddenly, a high-penetration sniper bullet was caught in Han Qing's hand.

This...... What the hell is this?

The leader of the mercenaries was stunned for a moment, his mouth wide open, and a cigarette in his mouth fell.

And the rest of the mercenaries, all petrified, stared at Han Qing who appeared in disbelief.

Gripping the bullet of an anti-materiel heavy sniper rifle with your fingers? What kind of joke is this? I don't dare to shoot a movie like this.

That's impossible!

It's absolutely impossible!

It's simply not something that people can do.

Only ghosts and gods can.

At this moment, Han Qing waved his hand.

With a bang, the sniper bullet came back at a faster speed.

In an instant, it penetrated into the chamber of the gun, and with a bang, the chamber exploded, and the sniper screamed loudly, his hands were directly shattered, and his eyes were bloody and blurred.

The chief of the beast clan suddenly shouted and knelt in front of Han Qing, with words in his mouth.

"It doesn't matter if he's a ghost or a god, and he shoots them all, I don't believe it, he can stop the rain of bullets." When the mercenary leader came back to his senses, he screamed.

In an instant, all the mercenaries fired wildly, and countless bullets rained forward.

Han Qing raised his hand lightly and set up an invisible wall.

The bullets that poured out fell on it, as if they were frozen.

At this moment, Han Qing waved his hand again.

Those freeze-frame bullets, all bouncing.

"Puff puff"

The sound of bullets entering the human body kept sounding, and the mercenaries fell in pieces.

In the end, only the leader remained, standing alone in the mountains of corpses, his body trembling.