Demon Qi and Yin Qi are different, even diametrically opposed.

Yin Qi is strongest at midnight, while Demon Qi is strongest at midday.

It's noon now, and it's only five breaths.

"Five, four, three, two, one......"

Han Qing counted to one, and suddenly raised his head, his eyes covered with a layer of ghostly light.

At this moment, the large array below exploded.

An endless fog began to roll in, enveloping the land.

There was a layer of blood-colored light, which began to shine.

Between this heaven and earth, the demonic aura was mighty and turned into a huge whirlpool.

Elder Wu also looked up, but he didn't see anything.

Han Qing's pupils shrank, and he saw that those powerhouses in the demonic qi pinched the magic seals one by one, condensed one rune after another with the origin, and merged into that whirlpool.

In an instant, this demonic vortex suddenly began to expand, with earth-shattering power.

It began to expand, and there was an extremely ancient world inside it, revealing the tip of the iceberg.

It was an ancient battlefield, full of life, with severed limbs everywhere.

In the center, however, there is an altar stacked on top of each other.

The altar was covered with mist, and the mist, as if boiling, was surging.

Inside, there were even more terrible screams.

In the thick fog, distorted human and animal faces appeared from time to time.

They struggled and heaved in the thick fog, as if they wanted to break out, but were unable to do so.

I don't know how long they've been trapped in this fog.

At this moment, Han Qing's heart trembled.

He was in the midst of it, feeling a calling.

Han Qing raised his eyebrows, a little surprised.

He felt a little weird, as if the fog was calling to him, and it seemed like he was calling out to the mist.

Three generations of Heaven Slaying Venerables?

Han Qing narrowed his eyes, and his mind was full of thoughts.

At this moment, all the monks of the Demon Jade Alliance below knelt down, as if they were worshipping the whirlpool reverently.

Even the great power in that demonic aura knelt down in unison.

At this moment, on that blood-colored earth, bursts of blood mist suddenly poured out, enveloping everyone at the auction.

At the same time, that incomparably rich demonic aura poured out from that large array and integrated into the bodies of everyone here.

However, no one noticed.

All the monks who participated in the auction fell into a stubborn madness.

It was as if they had lost their minds, and their faces began to distort, and their expressions were hideous, but they continued to roar.

And those demonic qi that has not entered their bodies are devouring the vitality in their bodies.

Immediately, these demonic qi poured out of their bodies with the vitality that had been swallowed up, and they were all sucked into the whirlpool in mid-air.

After these beings were inhaled into the whirlpool, they sank into the altar, and were frantically devoured by the various faces that manifested in the mist.

Han Qing's eyes were half-narrowed, and strong doubts surged in his heart.

"What is the fog on the altar? I can feel that it is the aura of my body that is calling it, or rather, its origin calling me." Han Qing said in his heart.

At this time, the demon cultivators of the Demon Jade Alliance all recited strange spells one by one.

These spells fused together, causing the heavens and the earth to begin to fluctuate greatly.

And those powerful people in the sky all led this spell, and their expressions became excited.

When the demonic aura here is strong to a certain extent, the totems of these people are all manifested.

Han Qing was shocked in his heart, and then he found out.

The totems of these people are not ordinary demons, but distorted human or animal faces.

Not only them, but all the monks of the Demon Jade Alliance, the fused totem imprint is this kind of distorted face.

Such a strange scene shocked Han Qing.

Although everything in heaven and earth can be demons.

However, apart from the descendants of the Heaven Killing Lineage, who else has this ability?

Does this altar, these demon mist, have anything to do with the Heaven Killing Vein?

At this moment, Elder Wu, who had the elixir given by Han Qing in his mouth, let out a muffled snort.

Because the demonic aura here is too strong, he can't hold it anymore.

Han Qing raised his eyes, and with a sudden wave of his hand, a demonic aura hovered around Elder Wu.

Suddenly, the rest of the demonic qi avoided it as if they had encountered a monarch.

At this moment, in the high sky, a divine thought immediately enveloped Han Qing.

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