But it was too late, and Han Qing punched out, and there were strange spirit patterns flashing on the fist.

"Boom"

The defensive magic weapons on the old man surnamed Wang were all shattered.

And his good head collapsed directly, and disappeared without a trace as soon as it was blown by the wind.

Only his headless body fell with a bang.

When the thousands of subordinates saw this, they were all shocked, and their souls were bursting with death, and they still had the heart to resist.

Han Qing passed by in an instant, and only one sentence still echoed in the air: "Everyone here, those who follow can live, and those who oppose will be divided."

"Follow the orders of the Ancestors." The monks who roared behind him all responded with a bang.

Suddenly, there were bursts of terrible screams and begs for mercy.

The old monster of Montenegro in front of him sensed this scene and couldn't help but say angrily: "It's really a waste, I couldn't delay it even for a moment."

At this time, his body and mind had already reached their limit.

Now it is all supported by a will, and every moment, it is burning the origin and longevity.

Between the two chasing and escaping, another day passed.

At this time, in a forest shrouded in black poisonous mist, a cold questioning master rose into the sky.

"Black Mountain old ghost, brother, don't worry, wait for me to cut off this kid's head and drink." The monk said proudly.

In an instant, he turned into a black light and rushed towards Han Qing.

"Death, thief!" The monk roared and gave birth to the Dao Essence.

It was a snake the size of a small mountain, with its mouth open, and it seemed to be able to devour heaven and earth.

The old monster of Montenegro showed a touched look while fleeing, which was worthy of a fateful friendship, and he wrote it down in Montenegro.

And his figure, without a pause, fled desperately.

However, after only a breath, he heard a loud noise behind him, which shook the heavens and the earth.

At the same time, there was a terrible scream.

That scream was not from Han Qing, but from his good brother.

The old monster of Montenegro turned back in horror and saw that the giant snake had been smashed into slag by a punch, and his brother's body was instantly torn apart and sprinkled like rain.

The old monster of Montenegro roared in his heart, and once again tried his best to escape.

He really regretted it now, if he was given another chance, he wouldn't have provoked this white-haired demon by killing him.

It's another day's evening.

At the top of a mountain peak, an old man with various poisonous insect patterns all over his body was pulling the nervous old monster of the Black Mountain, and he must have a drink with him.

"Black Mountain Daoist, you don't need to panic, this is our wild and evil territory, and it is absolutely safe. You also know that our Wild Seven Evil Sects are fighting alone, and we are by no means the opponents of the Black Mountain Daoists, but our formation is a must, after using the Seven Evil Array, the monks below the sin are killed, not to mention killed, and trapped for a day and a half, it is not a matter at all." The old man said proudly.

At this time, six figures rushed out, striking countless formations, towards Han Qingwei, who was chasing.

"For the time being, let my six younger brothers set up the first formation, and then the old man will be able to form a trapped immortal array to trap him to death, and then his life and death will not be a matter of a word from the Black Mountain Daoist?" The old man laughed.

However, there was obviously some disdain in his laughter.

They had heard before that the old monster of Montenegro, one of the three fierce men of the wilderness, was poisoned by a sneak attack by a monk in the middle of the Dao period, suffered heavy injuries, and was hunted down like a lost dog.

At this time, seeing that the old monster of Montenegro was scared like something, he looked down on it even more in his heart, and at the same time was a little angry.

The reputation of the three fierce wilderness is much louder than that of their wild seven evils.

But I didn't expect that it was just a vain name.

Now, it's time for the Seven Wild Evils to take their place.

"I heard that this white-haired thief is actually called the Demon Blood Ancestor, it's really ridiculous, and now in this world, even ants dare to be dominant." The old man sneered.

But at this moment, suddenly one

The position shook the mountains.

In the place besieged by the complex array, there was a cosmic starry sky that had reappeared.

While the old man was still sluggish, the old monster of Montenegro suddenly burned the essence and blood in his heart, ran the secret technique, and fled frantically.

Looking at his reaction speed, it is obvious that he has used it perfectly, and it is estimated that he has used it many times in the past few days.

The old man shook his head mockingly, he really didn't expect that this wild and numerous old monster of Montenegro would be scared like this......

But at this moment, the old man's expression changed greatly, and a cold breath erupted in his heart.

His hairs stood on end, and the thinning hair on his head stood on end.

He turned around suddenly, his pupils shrank, and his whole person was like being struck by lightning.

In a dazzling blood light, a white-haired monk Shi Ran picked up a jar of wine on the old man's table and poured it into his mouth.

Behind him, a stump rained down.

The six evils of the wilderness have returned to the west.

"Surrender, I surrender, from now on I will respect my ancestors and never betray." The old man threw himself on his knees and begged for mercy loudly.

It was this sentence that left his life behind.

Han Qing withdrew his hand, which was only an inch away from the old man's eyebrows, patted him on the shoulder, and then took a drop of his soul blood, and chased after the old monster of Montenegro again.

The old man watched Han Qing's figure disappear in awe, and then sat on the ground, gasping for breath.

The old monster of Montenegro is desperately escaping, fleeing to the forces that have some friendship with him, to ask for help.

However, these forces are either closed doors, or they are not Han Qing's enemies.

He also wanted to go to Red Leaf City, which had recruited him at the beginning, but when the Ouyang family recruited him, he didn't immediately agree in order to get more resources.

And now that he has been hit hard, the Ouyang family will definitely not make a move.

Perhaps, in order to recruit this Demon Blood Ancestor, he will also use his own head as a bargaining chip.

After escaping for so long, the origin essence blood of the old monster of Montenegro is not much, and his longevity is burned by half.

Now, he can only run away for a while, until he can't escape.

Behind the old monster of Black Mountain, Han Qing scattered a monstrous blood light, and pursued behind him without hurry.

Because he regarded it as a kind of practice, Han Qing's mentality was very stable.

Even if the old monster of Montenegro has endless means and can escape for three and five years, Han Qing also has the determination and will to keep chasing it.

Behind Han Qing, thousands of monks followed behind, like locusts crossing the border.

These monks were all those monks who surrendered along the way when Han Qing was chasing and killing the old ghost of Montenegro.

With such a momentum, Han Qing's forces have not yet begun to integrate, and they already have a great reputation.

And the name of the Demon Blood Ancestor is also famous.