Wu Qiang, as the Tianjiao of the younger generation of the Tianyun Sect, although he was only in the Jindan Realm, even in the face of the masters of the Yuanying Realm and the Distraction Realm, he had never felt this kind of fear.

He is very confident, he is proud of the first day of Jindan, and when he enters the Yuanying, it will be the first day of the Yuanying, and when he enters the distraction, he is the first day of distraction.

But now, when he faced Han Qing's mere golden pill early stage, Dao Heart actually showed signs of collapse.

"Senior Brother Wu, save us."

"We're going to be unable to hold on."

A terrible scream came from the fog, mixed with these screams, and many stumps flew out from time to time.

"Boom", in the big array, there was a monstrous loud noise.

As a large piece of flesh and blood spurted out, the thick mist directly dispersed, and the large array also collapsed.

Han Qing's hands, grasping more than a dozen heads, walked out step by step, like a demon coming out of hell.

He smiled coldly at Wu Xie, and then threw all these heads in front of him.

Wu Qiang felt a deep chill from the bottom of his heart, and his scalp was about to explode.

"You...... You dare to be so fierce......" Wu Qiang spoke.

When Han Qing heard this, he couldn't help laughing, and looked at Wu Qiang with a mocking expression: "It's really interesting, you people who came to kill me were killed by me, and you actually accused me of being fierce, it's really ridiculous."

Wu Qiang's expression froze, and he felt that this was indeed very funny.

He took a long breath and stabilized his Dao heart, which was showing signs of collapse.

Countless ancestors have long warned their descendants that cultivation cannot be smooth sailing, and it is not a good thing to practice without twists and turns.

It was also because of this that his Dao heart was unstable just now.

In this case, it is better to treat this Han Qing as a sword grinding stone, as long as he can pass this level, he will rise from now on.

As a result, Wu Qiang stopped urging the teleportation array, and the momentum on his body exploded.

As soon as he stretched out his hand, a mist and flickering spirit sword appeared in his hand.

"Wu Qiang of the Tianyun Sect will kill you today to prove the Immortal Dao." Wu Qiang roared violently, the spirit sword in his hand vibrate, and the white light erupted in circles.

"Don't talk nonsense, let's do it." Han Qing said lightly.

In an instant, both men attacked at the same time.

The two swords staggered.

"Boom Boom"

The sword qi overflowed, shooting in all directions, and the ground shook the mountains.

Even the fierce beasts of the wasteland that trembled quickly in the distance were directly crushed by these sword qi.

There were even circles of sword qi rushing into the sky, and before the rainstorm fell, it was directly evaporated.

"In the same realm, you are the first person who can block the sword of this seat, and you are worthy of the Tianyun Sect's Tianjiao, so come again." Han Qing's eyes also burned with fighting intent. Chinese Net

The two fought together again, and after a few moves together, Wu Qiang actually survived.

However, Wu Qiang was quite ashamed in his heart, under these few moves, he had already exploded more than a dozen treasures.

"Now, it's my turn to strike back." Wu Qiang roared, and hundreds of finger-long and wide small swords formed a sword formation, suddenly enveloping Han Qing.

Han Qing snorted coldly and slashed away with a sword.

However, these hundreds of small swords all dodged on their own as if they were spirits.

Immediately after, they coalesced together in an instant, forming a giant sword.

And on each small sword, an eye opens, making this giant sword seem to be full of dense eyes.

Suddenly, in these dense eyes, countless invisible qi shot out.

These invisible qi trapped Han Qing to death one by one, and Han Qing only felt that his body seemed to be stuck in a quagmire, and his movements became extremely slow.

At this moment, the giant sword had already slashed towards Han Qing.

"It turned out to be soul power, and it was soul power composed of different breaths." Han Qing's heart moved.

Amazingly, his

The power of the divine soul swept out like a storm, directly shattering the siege of these soul powers.

Facing the approaching sword, he raised his hand a little.

"Open Heaven Finger."

The giant sword that was slashed was directly shattered, and the hundreds of small swords fell to the ground like rain.

At this moment, Han Qing suddenly blessed his soul.

In his mind, the second form of the Heaven Snatching Sutra, the Heaven Splitting Palm, immediately appeared.

Suddenly, he raised his hand and slapped it towards Wu Qiang.

The entire space, like a shattered mirror, appeared with countless cracks, and then collapsed suddenly.

Everything that enveloped it was shattered.

"Click"

"Boom"

Wu Qiang trembled, dense cracks appeared on his body, and then the whole person collapsed directly.

Han Qing's face turned pale, and he felt that most of his spiritual power had been consumed.

This type of Heaven Splitting Palm, he successfully used it for the first time, although it consumed extremely spiritual power, but this power made him overjoyed.

It's not a full formality, it's just scratching the surface.

How horrible it would be if it were in full form.

As for the consumption of spiritual power, it is not worth mentioning.

Han Qing turned around and was about to leave, but at this moment, a strong uneasiness suddenly rose in his heart.

He turned around suddenly, and suddenly found that on the fragments of Wu Qiang's collapsed body, there was actually a trace of soul shadow floating out.

In an instant, hundreds of soul shadows gathered together, and boundless resentment erupted.

In this world, the souls that do not enter the netherworld are the souls of sin.

The soul of sin is the remnant of heaven, and when it is encountered, it will be killed.

At this moment, the divine pattern in Han Qing's sea of divine consciousness began to become scorching, and such a piece of information appeared in his mind.

In an instant, Han Qing's divine consciousness in the sea represented the god pattern and the immortal pattern fused together.

"Slash!"

Han Qing snorted coldly and slashed away with a sword.

In an instant, the soul of sin, which was condensed by hundreds of soul shadows, emitted countless screams of fear.

"This is the technique of killing the sky, and this son is after the Venerable of the Heaven Killing......

"All the heaven-killing veins deserve to die, we want to become immortals, but the heavens don't allow it, what crime is it for us to follow the heavens?"

"When the will of heaven comes, you will die without a place to be buried......

The terrible screams began to dissipate, and the rain poured down again.

This 10,000-meter radius has turned into hell.

Han Qing breathed heavily, his face pale, and his spiritual power was completely exhausted by a single slash.

He gritted his teeth, used the spirit sword as a cane, and dragged forward step by step with heavy steps.

Behind him, corpses were strewn all over the field, and blood was pouring water.