The old monster of Montenegro and the old man are the strongest and hardest-working.

They all wanted to show themselves in front of the Demon Blood Ancestor in order to gain great merit.

It didn't take long for the array to shatter.

The monks of this force, without any effective resistance, collapsed directly and knelt down one after another and surrendered.

After scraping this force again, Han Qing led an increasingly large team to attack the other two forces.

There was no difficulty at all, and all three forces in this area surrendered.

At this time, the monks behind Han Qing had reached the scale of thirty or forty thousand people.

In the end, Han Qing became a stronghold in a place called Luoxia Valley, the territory of a faction.

The eighth master woke up after being in a coma for a few days because of overdraft.

As soon as it woke up, it saw that Han Qing had gathered more than 30,000 monks, and it was immediately like a chicken blood.

It wants to train them fiercely, and it wants to train these tens of thousands of monks into a hurricane that sweeps through the wilderness.

Soon, a month passed in a flash.

After a month of fermentation, the prestige of the Demon Blood Ancestor spread all over the world.

Although in the whole wilderness, it is not loud enough.

But in the area within a radius of tens of thousands of miles around here, the Demon Blood Ancestor was in the limelight for a while.

Legend has it that this Demon Blood Ancestor's favorite thing is to kill people, often taking beheading as cultivation, and digging out the hearts of living people to drink, and the three murderers of the wilderness are not fierce in front of him at all.

And because the old monster of Black Mountain, one of the three fierce beasts of the wilderness, surrendered to the Demon Blood Ancestor, some people called the Demon Blood Ancestor the first fierce god of the wilderness.

At this time, the situation is becoming more and more chaotic.

Not long ago, the Barbarian Temple launched a surprise attack on another of the nine major families of the Barbarian Alliance, directly erasing this one family.

This left only seven of the nine major families of the Savage Alliance.

The final battle between the Savage Temple and the Savage Alliance will break out at any time.

And the forces controlled by Han Qing, because of their sudden rise, have a very good reputation, but they have attracted a lot of wild cultivators to join in, wanting to get on this big ship to avoid the coming storms and waves.

Soon, the force under Han Qing had become the largest force in this area except for Red Leaf City.

Because of this, Red Leaf City began to get a little nervous.

Of course, Han Qing actually knew very little about all this.

Now the operation of this force and other things are all in the hands of the eighth master.

Han Qing was not very interested in business forces, and his energy was focused on two things.

The first thing I did was to study the gray soil.

At this time, in his hand, there was a cloth about the size of the palm of his hand.

This was the array flag he had snatched from the Ouyang family's auction house, and after he restored it, it became like this.

He found that as soon as the plaster approached the cloth, the remaining trace of will would be absorbed by the cloth.

Han Qing had a feeling that as long as he absorbed it to a certain extent, the complete rune of the immortal rune would definitely manifest on this cloth.

The second thing is to study the Sutra of Time.

At this time, Han Qing's body had a sword that had gathered the power of three hundred years of time.

As long as you swing this sword, the power of time will diffuse.

The ripples of time spread, and everywhere it passed, everything decayed.

At this moment, Han Qing was cross-legged in the cave mansion.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes and looked up.

His gaze seemed to easily penetrate the prohibition of the cave mansion and cast it into the distance.

"The Ouyang family? Do you want to do something to this seat?" Han Qing raised his eyebrows and laughed.

At this moment, Han Qing's three clones separated from his body and rushed out from three directions.

At this moment, Han Qing waved his hand, and a total of one hundred and ninety-nine swords came out of his Sumeru ring.

These spirit swords, centered on the sword that condensed time in Han Qing's hand, turned into the appearance of a blooming petal around him.

This huge sword flower continued to revolve around Han Qing, which caused the aura of the Sword of Time in his hand to turn into ripples and begin to spread.

This cave of his suddenly began to decay.

Even the entire Luoxia Valley exudes the atmosphere of vicissitudes.

This sudden change caused tens of thousands of monks to rush out.

Then, they saw Han Qing sitting cross-legged on top of the sword array.

The sword array is constantly rotating, and the power of time that emanates from it makes this valley decay.

"This is the time sword array of this seat, which contains a strong power of time, as long as the monks who are shrouded in this array, it will be three hundred years in an instant." Han Qing looked proud.

And the more than 30,000 monks under his command were stunned one by one, and their eyes looked at Han Qing with even more awe, just like looking at a true immortal.

This is their ancestor, the helmsman of the Demon Blood God Cult.

In the middle of the night, the more than 30,000 monks fell to the ground in shock.

At this time, outside the Luoxia Valley, hundreds of monks had already gathered, and they all looked at Han Qing in shock.

Among them, there was an old man, who exuded an aura of sin, but his gaze was very solemn.

These monks are from the Ouyang family, and the brothers and sisters Ouyang Tianfeng and Ou Zhen Tianhong are also impressively listed.

At this moment, Han Qing suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the hundreds of monks outside through many covers.

In an instant, Han Qing suddenly raised his hand and pointed.

Suddenly, the one hundred and ninety-nine spirit swords all trembled, piercing through time and space in an instant, slashing at these hundreds of monks.

Boundless waves of air are roaring, and the space is constantly distorting.

Suddenly, these hundreds of monks were locked by Han Qing's sword array.

The old man's face turned pale, and he suddenly raised his hand, and he casually condensed a prohibition in his hand, enveloping everyone in it.

"Time passes and you can't ......go back," Han Qing said to himself, playing several tricks in a row.

In an instant, this set of sword formations turned into a huge and boundless sword, slashing towards the forbidden.

The old man raised his eyebrows, and suddenly pushed with both hands.

Suddenly, the surrounding space was all shattered and turned into nothingness.

Between the shaking of the earth and the mountains, Han Qing's one hundred and ninety-nine spirit swords were all pierced into a piece of nothingness.

And the prohibition laid by the old man before was already crumbling.

On the old man's body, a sense of twilight suddenly appeared.

"This ...... These swords actually sucked away the old man's longevity......" The old man was taken aback, and he was about to counterattack.

But Han Qing was not as good as he wanted, he directly accepted it when he saw it, and took back the sword array.

"It turned out to be a friend of the Ouyang family, I'm really sorry, I'm not familiar with the new control method, I didn't control it just now, I'm so sorry." Han Qing opened his mouth lightly, although his words were beautiful, but the coercion in his tone was majestic.