"Hua Lao'er, you still tell the secret of Hua's cause and effect quickly, as long as you say it, this seat can stop torturing you." Han Qing faintly looked at the ancestor of the Hua family who was screaming miserably, and smiled.

"You...... Are you dreaming......" The ancestor of the Hua family screamed bitterly.

Han Qing sneered, it doesn't matter if he doesn't say it, he has time to crush this old man's will.

If it doesn't work for ten years, then it doesn't matter if it's twenty, thirty, or even fifty years, or even a hundred years.

At his level, a hundred years have passed in a flash.

Suddenly, Han Qing's heart jumped, and he felt his scalp tingle, and his divine thoughts disappeared into this space in an instant.

At the same time, in front of Han Qing, who was sitting cross-legged and closing his eyes tightly, a void crack appeared silently.

In an instant, from this crack, an extremely strange blood finger poked out.

This bloody finger is extremely weird, and there seem to be countless faces flashing on it.

It was silent, poking towards Han Qing's forehead.

At this moment, Han Qing suddenly opened his eyes and felt a breath of death.

He flew back suddenly, but the bloody finger followed him like a shadow, pointing towards the center of his eyebrows.

With a "boom", Han Qing directly smashed the big tent, and the light in his eyebrows continued to rotate.

In an instant, four imprints flew out, blocking in front of this bloody finger.

But what is shocking is that these four imprints did not block half a point and were directly shattered.

At this time, Han Qing's body exuded boundless momentum, and his body flew back into the air, but that bloody finger kept a distance of three inches from him from beginning to end.

At this moment, the entire Silent Soul was awakened, and they all looked up.

Then, everyone saw that their Holy Ancestor was constantly retreating, and in front of the Holy Ancestor, there was an extremely strange bloody finger, which remained three inches in front of the Holy Ancestor's eyebrows.

Even if the four totems are revealed, they can't be stopped.

In an instant, the speed of this blood finger increased sharply, and it approached another inch.

It seemed that in the next instant, it would be on the center of the Holy Ancestor's eyebrows.

And once it is pointed, the consequences are of course unimaginable.

Han Qing's pupils contracted suddenly, and the immortal sword that had been kept warm in his divine soul shot out in an instant, and the earth-shattering sword intent was stimulated.

"Slash!"

Han Qing shouted, this immortal sword was already slashed on this blood-colored finger with monstrous intent.

In an instant, the bloody finger shattered.

At the same time, the air seemed to be filled with the howls of countless people.

When the Silent tribesmen saw this scene, their nervous expressions were relaxed.

However, Han Qing's expression was even more solemn and gloomy.

Obviously, this is an assassination operation against him, once he falls, the group of demon beasts he carries will naturally become ownerless and scatter.

Moreover, the strength of those who believe in him will all plummet.

The Silent Spirit Department will only have the end of extermination.

When Han Qing was thinking about it, he summoned all the demon beasts to protect the Silent Spirit Department.

But at the same time, a fatal sense of crisis rose up, making Han Qing's scalp tingle.

In an instant, his body shook and disappeared directly in place.

At this time, the blood fingers that were originally slashed by the fairy sword gathered together again in an instant.

However, when it condensed, it did not form a blood finger, but coagulated it into a drop of blood again.

On this drop of blood, there was an extremely terrifying aura.

Suddenly, this terrifying drop of blood drew a bloody light and shot towards Han Qing.

At the same time, above this blood, there was a trace of supreme power, diffused.

What shocked Han Qing even more was that he felt an extremely familiar aura of cause and effect on top of this bloodlessness.

And Han Qing didn't know that in the space of his heart, Hua was trapped by the reincarnation halberd

The ancestor of the clan was even more shocked.

His eyes were bulging out, and the look on his face was incredulous.

"This is the breath of Fahrenheit's Ancient Ancestor's natal blood, this ...... What generation of ancient ancestors is this? Why is it so ancient, it seems, it has surpassed the records of the Hua family tree? What's going on?"

Han Qing's eyes also flashed, and he lost his voice and said, "Hua's Ancient Ancestor bloodline?"

The speed of this drop of blood is unimaginable.

Han Qing was caught up almost instantly, and all of his spells, treasures, and even the sword intent of an immortal sword could not be released.

In an instant, this drop of Hua Ancient Ancestor's blood suddenly rushed into Han Qing's eyebrows and merged into it.

Suddenly, Han Qing found that his divine soul seemed to be crushed.

"Roar......" Han Qing suddenly roared.

Suddenly, in the void, a force descended instantly, enveloping Han Qing.

The blood of the Hua Ancient Ancestor began to compete with the power of a generation of Xue Clan Ancestors, using Han Qing's body as a battlefield.

And Han Qing's consciousness was also in a state of fluctuation.

What kind of entanglement happened in his body with those two terrifying forces, Han Qing didn't know very well.

But it was obvious that that drop of Hua Ancient Ancestor's blood did not kill him, but turned into endless blood, enveloping his entire body.

At this moment, the huge flying magic weapon of most of the five poisons appeared in the sky, and it was full of dense demon cultivators, exuding a monstrous murderous aura.