The people of the Silent Spirit Department began to retreat, and the people of the Demon Jade Alliance also lost their souls one by one, watching this scene in disbelief.

Their Holy Ancestor actually exterminated their elders.

This...... This is impossible, is it a mistake on the part of the Holy Ancestor?

At this time, there were only five powerhouses left in the Demon Jade Alliance.

Their faces were pale one by one, and their minds were like thunder exploding.

You know, their Holy Ancestor had never spoken before.

In their minds, the Holy Ancestor has no feelings, no life, no warmth.

As long as the sacrifices met the requirements, he could fulfill their requirements.

However, the Holy Ancestor actually spoke.

And, because he scolded the enemy, he actually killed his own people.

Such an impact is unacceptable to them.

"Heaven Slayer Venerable, such a contemptible title is respectful." The black-robed man stared at Han Qing and unexpectedly showed a stiff smile.

This smile looks very hideous.

And there's a kind of euphoria in it.

This also made his body, the speed of change of virtual reality accelerated.

When Han Qing heard the title of "Heaven Slayer Venerable", his heart jumped, but on the surface, he was silent.

"Who are you?" Han Qing asked coldly.

The black-robed man was stunned for a moment, then looked at Han Qing with a strange gaze, and then suddenly burst out laughing.

"You don't even know who I am? Hahaha."

At this time, the greed in his laughter was even stronger.

After laughing for a long time, he stopped and said, "From this point of view, the Heaven Killing Pulse is either broken or the inheritance is no longer complete, and it may ......."

"Laugh at your sister, the eighth master will kill you." At this moment, suddenly a black robe penetrated the body of the black-robed man.

However, when you pass through it, it is like passing through air.

Immediately, the eighth master fell on Han Qing's shoulder, and scolded: "***, it turns out that it's just a wisp of demonic thoughts, and the eighth master hates this kind of disembodied thing the most."

The black-robed man lowered his head and looked at a hole in his body.

But in an instant, the hole was gone.

However, the killing intent on his body had already begun to stir.

At this moment, a shocking roar suddenly sounded.

With a terrifying roar, the Sky Devouring Beast was about to devour the black-robed man.

"Extinguish!"

The black-robed man snorted coldly and waved his hand back.

In an instant, the demonic energy in this large array surged over.

Immediately after, all the demonic qi roared, turning an area into nothingness.

With a bang, the huge body of the Sky Devouring Beast was directly blasted away, and blood fell like rain.

Half of its body began to crumble.

Moreover, this collapse continued, and in the blink of an eye, its entire body was about to shatter.

At this moment, the eighth master roared and rushed through the clouds.

Immediately, it spewed out a mouthful of Origin Qi and landed on the Sky Devouring Beast, dispersing the demonic qi attached to it, and then fled with it.

The black-robed man didn't even look at it, as if he didn't care about the life and death of the Heaven Devouring Beast at all.

He only pays attention to one person now, and that is Han Qing.

"God treats me well, and even let me meet the heir of the Heaven Killer here."

"As long as I devour you and merge your inheritance, who else can suppress me in this world?"

The black-robed man let out a piercing shrill laugh, and then walked towards Han Qing step by step.

Han Qing's heart was shocked, and he only felt that every step of the black-robed man stepped on his divine soul, as if he was about to crush his divine soul.

His face was gloomy, and his eyes were fixed on the approaching black-robed man.

At this time, he thought about the appearance of the Sky Swallowing Beast being hit hard, it was a magic technique that was like a maggot attached to the bones, constantly collapsing the flesh and blood.

This kind of technique is a kind of use of demonic energy that Han Qing has never thought of.

Although the black-robed man wanted to devour himself, Han Qing also admitted that from this man's move, he seemed to see another way of the demon path.

As the black-robed man approached, the power he brought was already becoming more and more terrifying.

Han Qing's expression moved, but he didn't resist, and began to retreat.

At the same time, the black-robed man's speed increased, and his salivation became stronger and stronger.

"The descendant of the Heaven Killing Lineage, you remember the name of the contemptible person, the despicable person, and destroy the Dao!" The black-robed man's voice was like thunder, rolling in.

At this moment, the strange altar in the whirlpool, the mist began to surge, and there was a roar of rage, from which it continued to come out.

The distorted faces in the fog were also screaming.

The black-robed man's voice made everyone snort, bleeding from the seven orifices, and his expression became trance-like.

It's as if their souls are being cut off.

Moreover, they heard it clearly, but they could not remember a word.

This feeling made many demon cultivators hold their heads in their hands and keep hitting the ground.