Han Qing showed a look of relief, and then a layer of blood also appeared in his eyes, and he rushed over with a group of demon beasts.

His group of demon beasts was like a huge sword, instantly cutting open a huge wound.

This also made it possible for him to pass everywhere he passed.

Wang Liejun, who was originally indifferent to this battlefield, also looked over in surprise.

"Such a demon master is really terrifying, even in the entire Heavenly Demon Realm, this kind of demon master is rare to see."

"Qin Yuzhu, have you been hesitating whether to kill him or take him under your command, so that he can live until now? You are so soft-hearted, how can you achieve great things?"

"And I, Wang Liejun, will never have any thoughts of cherishing talents, as long as it is an enemy, it can only be death." Wang Liejun looked proud.

At this moment, Wang Liejun waved his hand and shouted, "The Dark Scorpion Guard listens to the order, I will give you ten breaths of time to kill this son."

Qin Yuzhu, who was not far away, flashed with mockery in her eyes.

And, her figure, without a trace, receded without a trace.

The elders who had been supporting her were a little hesitant, as if they wanted to remind Wang Liejun.

However, they hesitated for a moment, but still did not speak.

Han Qing was extremely sensitive to killing intent, and almost at the same time as Wang Liejun gave the order, he was aware of it.

With a wave of his hand, several scorpion demons shattered their limbs.

"That spider demon saintess let her escape with her life, and now there is another scorpion demon saint, and she has to kill him today no matter what." Han Qing was secretly ruthless in his heart.

Qin Yuzhu had narrowly dodged his mortal blow at the cost of a broken arm before, and then he had been hiding far away without giving him any chance, which made him hold back a fire in his heart.

Since there is another holy son, then the new hatred and old hatred will all be counted on his head.

At this moment, Han Qing's pupils suddenly shrank, and his body instantly disappeared in place, moving sideways for more than a dozen feet.

Almost at the same time, a black light shattered where he had been standing.

The corners of Han Qing's mouth curled up in a cold arc, and he suddenly slammed into the void on the right side.

Suddenly, a muffled snort sounded, and a figure appeared.

It was a charming woman dressed in black, with a totem of a poisonous scorpion on her forehead.

But at this time, her beautiful face, with the extreme fear color, stiffened.

With a bang, her body was shattered except for her head.

Han Qing's face was unwavering, and his body flickered, avoiding a silent glow again.

Immediately, he grabbed it with his backhand, and another woman in black was caught by him from the void.

"Click"

Han Qing raised his hand and crushed the woman's neck.

Wang Liejun's expression changed, and his eyes became gloomy, but he still believed in his heart that this demon master, no matter how powerful he was, would not be able to escape the assassination of his dark scorpion guard.

But at this time, Han Qing shook it again, and then slapped it to the side.

In an instant, there was a miserable sound in the void, and a figure was forced out, and it was split in an instant.

"Prison of the Heavens!"

Han Qing snorted coldly, and a momentum burst out of his body.

Suddenly, the surrounding space seemed to be frozen.

Immediately, dozens of figures manifested in it.

Han Qing's eyes were extremely cold, and he raised his hand and pointed at a woman's eyebrows.

The woman's gaze was blank, and she unconsciously opened her mouth.

Han Qing raised her hand and flicked in a pill, which instantly turned into liquid medicine and entered her stomach.

Immediately after, as soon as Han Qing waved her hand, the woman was thrown out.

With a "boom", the woman exploded directly into a cloud of blood mist in midair.

The blood mist swept through, and immediately several dark scorpion guards were stained with blood, and then they all exploded one by one.

The poisonous blood mist sealed the piece in an instant

The locked space swept through, and those dark scorpion guards all blew themselves up.

"Hiss......"

"He's not only a demon master, he's also a poison cultivator." The last three scorpion guards were back to back, and a layer of black light appeared on their bodies, barely blocking these poisonous mist, and the expressions on their faces were already extremely frightened.

Han Qing sneered and raised his hand to point.

In an instant, the Trapped Heaven Prison instantly collected people, and the last three scorpion guards also became a cloud of blood mist.

Han Qing's bloody and brutal methods suddenly made most of the five poisonous and two-vein demon cultivators turn pale, and they all retreated.

On the other hand, the Silent Spirit Department was extremely excited, greatly encouraged, and even crazier when they fought hard.

Wang Liejun's expression was calm, but he sneered: "I have to say, you are indeed beyond my expectations, but this is by no means the end."

Before he could finish speaking, a faint phantom condensed behind Han Qing.

The phantom appeared silently, as if it were a cloud of air.

Han Qing obviously didn't notice it, which made Wang Liejun's eyes reveal a deep sense of pride.

It was the leader of the Dark Scorpion Guard, and at such a close distance, Han Qing would definitely die.

In the phantom's hand, a weapon like a scorpion's tail appeared, and it suddenly stabbed Han Qing's back.

But at this moment, the phantom let out a terrible scream.

Her hands holding weapons were instantly shattered by the invisible silk outside Han Qing's body.

Immediately, Han Qing slapped his hand back, and the leader of the Dark Scorpion Guard was suddenly torn apart.

The smug look in Wang Liejun's eyes suddenly froze, and he shuddered.

And Qin Yuzhu, who had already retreated, had even more ridicule at the corner of her mouth.

"The elder of the scorpion demon lineage obeys the order, no matter what means you use, destroy that kid." Wang Liejun's face turned pale and roared angrily.

"Obey."

Immediately, more than a dozen imposing old men rushed out, and boundless killing intent swept wildly.

At this moment, the Silent Stone Sect Saint Ancestor in the void, the old Tree Ancestor, flew out, covered in dense cracks.

"My life is broken, and I can no longer shelter you, and when I fall, the last source power will be given to you." The Tree Ancestor sighed, and then exploded with a bang.

At this moment, the last trace of its origin turned into a surging vitality, and it suddenly disappeared into the bodies of all the people of the Moshi tribe.

It's just that although this has allowed these Moshi tribesmen to recover from their injuries, the inheritance totem on their bodies is still dissipating due to the destruction of the totem demon of faith.

This also made their breath instantly weak.

The expressions of all the people of the Moshi tribe were miserable, but at this moment, the inheritance totem that was dissipating on their bodies suddenly stopped.

At the same time, Han Qing's wooden characters that were branded on the heart of the Daoist suddenly rushed out of his forehead.