With a "bang", Qin Yuzhu's right arm was suddenly cut off.

At the same time, it was her body that broke free from Han Qing's pull, and in an instant, it had already appeared thousands of feet away.

Her hair was full of messiness, her gorgeous face was as pale as paper, and the wounds on her body were still spraying blood.

Taking this opportunity, the dozen or so elders who had returned to protect were once again in front of her.

Han Qing felt a little regretful in his heart, he knew that the opportunity to kill her had been lost, and it was impossible to kill her by force now.

At this time, the broken arm of Qin Yuzhu in his hand was shattered by him, and the Heavenly Purple Demon Heart Flower held by the broken arm was also put into the jade box and put away by him.

At this moment, the terrifying spider leg had already appeared on top of his head.

Han Qing waved his hand and wrapped himself in layers with the formless and colorless nine-eyed ice silk.

"Boom"

The huge spider leg stabbed down, and suddenly the earth swelled, and the space was torn apart.

The terrifying power swept through it, and everything in it was to be reduced to powder.

"He's finally going to die." In the distance, the dozen or so elders who were standing in front of Qin Yuzhu all breathed a sigh of relief.

They didn't consider that Han Qing had the possibility of being alive at all, and the spider god's leg was poked down, and under the beheading, no one could stop him.

However, Qin Yuzhu's heart was still hanging.

She always felt that Han Qing would not die so easily.

"It's really a mistake, if I had known that this was a great demon master, my action would definitely not be so simple, and I might have secretly recruited him first......

"It doesn't matter to me whether he can survive in the Spider God's leg or not, I lost the Heavenly Purple Demon Heart Flower, which means that my first trial was a complete failure."

"Next, it's time for the rest of the four armies to arrive."

Qin Yuzhu's face was bitter, but his eyes were staring at Han Qing in the distance and did not move away.

Han Qing suddenly spurted out a few mouthfuls of blood in a cocoon wrapped in nine-eyed ice silk.

The spider god's legs were like a huge blood sickle, piercing the silk with the power to destroy the world.

This silk was not punctured, but it kept sinking downward, and the sharp part was already stabbing at Han Qing's eyebrows.

Getting closer......

At the same time, the terrifying coercion is constantly increasing.

But just when the sharp spot was still an inch away from Han Qing's eyebrows, it stagnated and couldn't advance for another half a minute.

"This attack power is too average, compared to the Heavenly Tribulation, it's still far behind." Although the corners of Han Qing's mouth were bloody, he looked indifferent.

This inch of distance is like an insurmountable moat, no matter how the spider god's legs explode, it can't advance a bit.

Soon, the spider god's legs began to become illusory, and eventually collapsed and dissipated.

And high in the sky, there was a scream of sharp rage.

There was a huge spider shadow, which seemed to tear through the void and rush down, shattering Han Qing's body into ten thousand pieces.

But immediately after, the totem holy ancestors of the five major tribes roared, entangled the spider shadow to death.

And everyone, at the moment, was stunned.

Han Qing didn't die? How is this possible?

All the demon cultivators in the spider demon vein were demoralized to the extreme, and they were all panicked and uneasy, looking at Han Qing's gaze, they were even more in awe.

However, the five major tribes of Muring let out earth-shattering cheers, and their morale was like a rainbow.

At this time, the only surviving patriarch of the five major clans of Mulling, along with the other eight surviving elders and those remnants of the clansmen, burst out one by one with crazy killing intent and rushed out of the defensive light mask.

"A tooth for a tooth, blood for a blood."

"Kill these *** people, pay tribute to the dead people."

"Revenge, revenge!"

"Kill!"

All the clansmen of the five tribes of Muring were all red-eyed, crying blood and roaring.

At this time, they have only one thought, which is to kill and take revenge.

They roared like crazy

, with incomparable determination, kill without hesitation.

Soon, they and the Spider Demon's army of more than 10,000 demon cultivators were like two huge tides, colliding together, and countless blood-colored waves splashed everywhere.

The clansmen of the five tribes of Murling, under the great hatred, have gone completely mad.

They don't seem to feel pain, they don't fear death, they don't want to kill.

A member of the Mofeng clan, after killing two people, his hands and feet were cut off by the enemy.

But he threw his head up and laughed wildly, blew himself up, and went to hell with a few enemies.

And in this bloody battlefield, there is a roar of self-detonation everywhere, and fireworks exploded with blood everywhere.

As long as you can take revenge, there is nothing to fear in death.

All the clansmen of the five major tribes carried this belief and calmly went to death.

There was even a clansman who was cut off half of his body by the enemy and couldn't blow himself up.

However, with his intact teeth, he bit down on the enemy's throat.

Even as his body was chopped up next to him, his head burst open.

But his teeth never let go, and the person he bit down eventually died of anger.

Originally, the army of demon cultivators in the spider demon vein was demoralized because of Han Qing.

At this time, when they encountered the frantic attacks of the surviving clansmen of the five major tribes of Murling, their hearts suddenly became cowardly.

Even though they outnumbered the people of the five major tribes, they were so oppressed that they kept retreating, and a thousand people died in the blink of an eye.

At this time, the patriarch of the Moyun Clan, with the eight elders, frantically killed the wizards and elders of the spider demon lineage.

Han Qing forcibly suppressed the concussion of his internal organs and began to calm the spiritual power surging in his body.

And the group of demon beasts around him also fought with the group of demon beasts of the same vein as the spider demon again.

The entire mountain range has been soaked with blood, and there are stumps and corpses everywhere, and there are bloody killings everywhere.

And in that defensive light mask, thousands of old people and children who had no combat power began to sing the vast ancient war song.

In this battle song, the clansmen of the five major tribes of Muring are even more crazy.

They laughed wildly, using their own lives to explode the blood flowers of revenge.

The demon cultivator army of the spider demon lineage was even more frightened when they saw this, and they retreated even more.

As a part of most of the five poisons, they have participated in the extermination of the clan quite a few times.

But there has never been a tribe that has made them feel fear like the Silent Tribe.

At this time, Han Qing had already suppressed the surging blood qi, and his spiritual power had also calmed down.

He turned his head and stared at Qin Yuzhu, who was supported by several elders, from a distance of several zhang.

Qin Yuzhu's scalp was numb, and the cold in his heart was rising, and those elders were also extremely nervous, and immediately protected Qin Yuzhu and quickly retreated.

Han Qing just glanced at it and withdrew his gaze.

He knew that the best opportunity had been lost, and it was almost impossible to kill Qin Yuzhu again.

However, if you can't kill Qin Yuzhu, is it any wonder that you can't kill the rest of the people?

Han Qing's body shook, like a wolf entering a flock of sheep.