This has caused countless resentful souls to disappear in this power grid.

The ghost-faced monk was angry and heartbroken, these 100,000 resentful souls, but he spent a lot of energy and time refining them.

But at this moment, he was wiped out by Han Qing by thousands, which made his heart bleed.

"Give me death!" The ghost-faced monk roared wildly, and a spell in his hand hit the soul refining banner.

Suddenly, this soul refining banner turned into a black hole condensed by endless resentment, and it wanted to involve Han Qing in it.

"Kill the sky!" The spirit patterns in Han Qing's sea of divine souls were scorching and vibrating, as if they had turned into a red-hot soldering iron, about to be burned into the divine soul.

At this moment, Han Qing slashed out with a sword.

The black hole condensed by resentment suddenly stopped spinning, and then shattered.

All the monks outside saw that the soul refining banner was shattered by a sword light.

Immediately afterwards, Han Qing, who was involved, revealed his figure.

All the monks froze for a moment, and then there was a roaring cheer.

Those top half-steps asked Tianjiao, one by one, they were shocked, and they were also full of admiration in their hearts.

In the realm of the Tribulation, to fight a real Daoist power, to this point, not only has he not been killed, but he has not been defeated, but he has not fallen behind, which is too unbelievable.

The ghost-faced cultivator was shocked and angry, and he said sharply, "You ant-like thing, if you dare to destroy my soul refining banner, this seat will tear you apart."

Several attacks failed to hurt Han Qing, which made the Ghost Face Cultivator angry and at the same time, he also felt an extreme shame.

Why is this kid so evil?

Therefore, he decided to use the killing move that he would use to deal with the same Dao Realm.

Immediately, the Ghost-faced Monk raised his hand to his forehead.

In the next second, a cloud of light came out of it.

This light, as if it were alive, was beating.

Moreover, every time it beats, it seems to echo with the heavens and the earth.

"It's ...... Asking the heart of the question......" The few Tianjiao below all exclaimed, and their expressions became solemn.

The so-called Dao Asking Heart is the Dao Heart that the monk condensed when he crossed the Nine Heavenly Tribulations and stepped into the Dao Question.

There is a crystal of thunder tribulation in the tribulation, and there is a heart to ask the question.

"Ask heaven and earth, cut everything." The Devil-Faced Monk roared.

Suddenly, a grimace appeared on this heart of asking.

In an instant, it turned into a Dao Dao sword and slashed towards Han Qing.

This sword is the sword of the Tao.

As long as you're in this space, you can't dodge, you can't defend against it, it can ignore everything and slash at the person you want to slash.

At this moment, the hundreds of thousands of monks below all felt as if their Dao hearts were about to be destroyed by a force, and they were all shocked.

Han Qing's brain buzzed, and there was a sharp tingling sensation in his soul.

And the demonic intent on his body, under this stimulus, continued to roar.

In his heart, there was a feeling that as long as he could take this sword, then the gap in his consummation would inevitably be filled.

"Prison of the Heavens!"

Han Qing let out a long roar, and with a wave of his hand, it was as if he had cut out a large piece of the world and trapped it in eternal nothingness.

In the past, Han Qing used this Trapped Heaven Prison to trap people, but now, he actually used it for defense.

And the sword of the Great Dao that was cut down paused slightly.

Immediately, this trapped prison was smashed to pieces, and then slashed towards Han Qing again. Chinese Net

With a "bang", Han Qing's body was pierced by the Great Dao Sword in an instant.

He spurted out a mouthful of blood and fell towards the Ancient Dao Cave.

All the monks exclaimed, looking regretful.

This Qin Han is definitely a generation of Tianjiao, and it seems that he is about to fall like this.

Pierced by the sword of the Great Dao, it is impossible to live.

However, the ghost-faced monk chuckled in his heart, and suddenly had a bad premonition.

At this moment, Han Qing's falling body suddenly froze, and then suspended in the light curtain of the Taigu Dao Cave.

Immediately, he spurted out several mouthfuls of blood, but he raised his head and roared.

At the same time, in the light curtain of the Taigu Dao Cave, there was also an ancient phantom who was looking up to the sky and roaring, and a pale golden light shot out from his body.

For a moment, everyone's hearts fluttered.

Then, they all found that Han Qing at this moment, whether it was his figure or movements, actually overlapped with the primeval phantom.

Suddenly, the demonic intent in Han Qing's body began to grow wildly, and the momentum on his body was also climbing wildly.

In the light curtain of the Ancient Dao Cave, there was actually a trace of strange power, which was absorbed by Han Qing.

Then in an instant, this light curtain was condensed into a point of light and submerged into Han Qing's body.

"Ah, this ...... This is an epiphany......

"Could it be that he wants to break the catastrophe and become enlightened?"

In an exclamation, the momentum on Han Qing's body was like turning into a giant sword, piercing into the sky.

High in the sky, there was a sudden condensation of clouds.

In an instant, ten thousand Heavenly Tribulations descended, just like the Dao Shadow Tribulation in the Ancient Dao Cave.

Han Qing laughed wildly, and actually rushed directly towards the countless tribulation thunders.

"Boom"

In an instant, Han Qing was overwhelmed by these thunderstorms.

No one noticed that in the center of Han Qing's forehead, the spirit pattern flickered.

At the same time, the last gap in Han Qing's consummation of the tribulation was filled.

The catastrophe is complete!

At this time, Han Qing felt that his body had been reborn, and under the baptism of this tribulation and thunder, a wisp of chaotic qi was even born.

The ghost-faced monk couldn't help but tremble in his heart when he saw that Han Qing was not only not shattered by this ten thousand tribulation thunder, but had broken through.

For a moment, he felt a hint of fear.

If this Qin Han became a question, he was afraid that he would be invincible in the same realm.

"Qin Han, suffer death!" The Ghost-Faced Monk roared miserably.

At the same time, he urged the power of his origin to condense the spiritual element of his whole body and turn it into a natal sword.

"Poof"

Ghost Face Cultivator spewed out a mouthful of essence blood and landed on his Native Sword Blood Sword.

Suddenly, this blood sword, with the power of destroying heaven and earth, slashed towards Han Qing.

Han Qing raised his hand as if it was covered with a layer of crystal, and suddenly grabbed the sword.

In the next second, the sword was already in his hand.

"Click"

As soon as Han Qing exerted his strength, this sword instantly shattered into countless pieces.

The ghost-faced cultivator screamed miserably, spurting more than a dozen mouthfuls of blood, and the momentum on his body became extremely sluggish.

"You...... How could you ......" The ghost-faced monk looked at Han Qing with an incredulous expression.

Han Qing ignored the ghost-faced monk, he felt that he had melted into the diamond-shaped spar in his heart, and there was a call on the trident.

Han Qing was overjoyed, and his divine thoughts sank, and he left a mark of divine thoughts on it.

On the three prongs of this trident, one condenses life, the other condenses death, and the center condenses the meaning of nothingness.

"The halberd of reincarnation." In Han Qing's mind, the name of this trident suddenly appeared.