Su Ziliang looked at Han Qing in disbelief, his expression in a trance.

Suddenly, a black light hit the back of his buttocks.

Su Ziliang trembled, and when he opened his mouth, he let out a terrible scream.

That damn crow, ...... How dare you ......

The great pain was secondary, the main thing was the intense humiliation that almost broke him.

In Su Ziliang's screams, the eighth master rushed over again.

This made Su Ziliang's screams stop abruptly, and he immediately went crazy to escape.

He was so remorseful!

If he could have come, he would never have come to this Silent Ministry.

Where did he think that this barely surviving tribe would have such a background.

Even Han Qing, who he feared, came from here.

He decided in his heart that as long as he escaped from here, he would never set foot in this area again.

But just as he was in the nick, a cold air suddenly swept over, sweeping him into the void.

Su Ziliang's body, who was fleeing, stiffened, and his whole body seemed to be frozen.

There was even a thick and mysterious power that penetrated into his body.

With a "poof", Su Ziliang spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the person also appeared from the void.

His expression was extremely shocked.

That's impossible......

Although Han Qing was powerful, he chased him for a few days at the beginning.

But now, his strength has improved a lot, and he has broken his escape technique casually.

At this time, Han Qing took a step and appeared in front of him out of thin air.

Immediately, a huge fist enlarged in front of Su Ziliang's eyes.

With a bang, his head was hit, as if it was about to shatter, and the whole person spurted blood and flew upside down.

"When you were in the Demon Spirit Realm, you robbed the things of this seat and let you escape, but there is a way in heaven that you don't take, and there is no door in hell for you to break in, this time, see how you escape?" Han Qing's voice was cold, and his figure appeared in front of Su Ziliang, who was flying upside down, and slapped it with one palm.

Su Ziliang spurted out a few mouthfuls of blood again, and the bones of his whole body were broken.

And at this moment, he screamed sharply.

In an instant, a hole opened in the center of his eyebrows, and a blood-colored eye seemed to appear.

Immediately afterward, a terrifying divine thought erupted.

"Soul Storm." Su Ziliang yelled.

At the same time, Han Qing's eyebrows also cracked.

In an instant, Su Ziliang's divine thoughts exploded directly on this opening.

It was like dropping a bomb into Han Qing's soul.

Han Qing's spirit was agitated, but he still stared at Su Ziliang with a cruel smile.

This kid actually wants to compete with him, it's like a baby who wants to defeat a strong man.

Su Ziliang saw that Han Qing was completely fine under his killer weapon, and he couldn't help but be shocked.

At this moment, Han Qing punched over.

This time, he didn't keep his hand back.

"Boom"

Su Ziliang's body was directly shattered, and his heart flew out of the blood that splashed everywhere.

Above, Su Ziliang's face was distorted.

"What kind of creation did he gain in the Demon Spirit Realm? Why did it become so terrifying? His strength is definitely in the realm of slashing......

Su Ziliang's heart of the question, turned into a ray of light, and he wanted to escape.

Han Qing smiled coldly, and he was not in a hurry to chase after him, but first put away the Sumeru Ring that burst out of his broken flesh.

Just when Su Ziliang thought that he could escape this catastrophe, a huge black bird appeared in front of him, and with one mouth, it blew out a terrifying storm, which crashed into Su Ziliang's heart and blew it back directly.

At this time, the eighth master also roared and directly hit Su Ziliang's heart of asking.

Su Ziliang shouted bitterly, and the Dao meaning above was rapidly collapsing.

"You bully the more and the less, and you have the ability to fight alone."

Su Ziliang yelled at the richest man.

"Heh, naïve, if you can fight in a group, why do you want to fight alone?" The eighth master was disdainful.

It is the eighth master, and what he believes most in is the tactics of crowds.

If you can fight against one, you will never be one against one.

The eighth master and the Sky Swallowing Beast just blow it, and I hit it, and I used Su Ziliang's heart of asking as a ball.

"Spare my life, I surrender."

"I really know that I am wrong, let me go, I can be a slave and a slave......

"Ask for ...... Please, let ...... Pass...... I ......."

Su Ziliang kept begging for mercy and curses, but the Eighth Master and the Sky Devouring Beast didn't pay attention to it at all.

Soon, his voice begging for mercy grew weaker and weaker.

"Don't beg for mercy, you're a man, hold on a little longer, Lao Tzu hasn't played enough......

"Hey, why did you end up with yourself? What a coward."

Su Ziliang's heart to ask the question had completely collapsed, which made the eighth master very regretful, because this kid actually scattered his soul by himself.

At this time, Han Qing took one step and appeared on the top of the mountain.

"Meet the Holy Ancestor."

"Holy Ancestor, you're finally back."

All the Muring people knelt on the ground and bowed down, one by one extremely excited, with tears in their eyes.

Han Qing took out a bunch of pills from the Sumeru ring and let these weak clansmen take it.

Then, he took out some demon feeding pills and gave them to a group of demon beasts.

Moreover, after absorbing vitality, the thorn fairy vine also regrew new vines.

The already desperate people of the Murling are refreshed...

After Han Qing came back, all the unfavorable situation was reversed.

Soon, everyone was mostly recovered.

They bowed down in front of Han Qing again, and none of them spoke, but they all showed strong expectations.

"This seat has obtained the qualification to let you go to the wilderness." Han Qing spoke loudly.

"Holy Ancestor, ten thousand blessings."

"Thank you, Holy Ancestor!"

The three thousand Silent Soul people roared loudly, and their trust and worship for Han Qing had reached a new height.

After a few days, Han Qing took all the Silent people and began to embark on the migration journey.

Because of this world-destroying blood rain, the vitality was completely cut off, and the teleportation array had already been destroyed. Moreover, more than 1,000 of these 3,000 people were children.

If you want to get to the teleportation that the Heavenly Demon Alliance is set up at the other end of the Heavenly Demon Realm and uses to enter the wilderness, it will take a lot of time.

In addition, now that everything is flooded, there is not much land to walk.

If there's a good way to save time and effort, it's the kind of large-scale flying magic weapon that can carry thousands of people.

Han Qing's body was full of spirit stones, but if he wanted to refine this kind of flying magic weapon, it was impossible for him to refine it without special materials.

After stepping out of this mountain range, Han Qing suddenly stopped and turned his head to look.

"You little bat, you dare to betray this seat, but you know, this seat does not die, and you will never escape the palm of this seat." Han Qing squinted his eyes and snorted coldly in his heart.

He was talking about the giant demon bat, which disappeared silently not long after he traveled to the Demon Spirit Realm.

Han Qing knew that there was a big secret hidden in that guy.

However, he was confident that with the imprint he had placed on it, he would be able to find it again.