Zhao Qing's cultivation suddenly recovered, and it erupted in an instant, like a silent volcano that had been dormant for thousands of years, and just a wave of air tore the mandrill to pieces.

But the only pity is that it is too late by this time, the village is in flames, all the peace of the past is wiped out in the raging flames, and the familiar faces are fallen to the cold earth, and there is charcoal and blood everywhere, and the scene is unbearable.

There are no words to describe Zhao Qing's mood at this moment, he is so painful that he seems to be unable to breathe, his whole heart is twitching, this scene is similar to the slaughter of his village by horse bandits when he was a child, and all his relatives and friends are passing away in front of his eyes.

And he can't do anything, just like this, at this moment, although his cultivation has returned, it is too late, and nothing can be recovered.

"Ah" Zhao Qing looked up to the sky and roared, an irrepressible blood-red light penetrated from the depths of his eyes, and a resentment rose from his bones, completely occupying all his reason.

Endless demonic clouds swirled around him, and his long black hair moved with the wind, like dazzling black lightning bolts.

The heavens and the earth were dimmed, as if the end was coming, and a terrifying and abnormal fluctuation slowly evolved in the void, and the source of all this aura was the young man who was suspended in mid-air, furious.

Zhao Qing raised his hand downward, a trace of imperceptible sadness flowed in his eyes, and the next moment, countless earth, rocks, mud and sand rolled in, completely burying this once vibrant village.

At this point, even if he was unwilling, he could not come back to life, so he could only bury these poor hunters.

This nameless village tribe has lived in these reckless mountains all its life, and may not see much scenery outside the mountains in his life.

Maybe after death, he is still here with the sun, moon and mountain wind, and the neon glow. The company of green mountains and cold springs is also a kind of destination with a beginning and an end.

It won't be long before the lush weeds will cover this hill-like grave once again, and perhaps no one except Zhao Qing will remember that there was once a village full of laughter and laughter in this place.

At the last moment of Hetu, Zhao Qing's eyes flickered a little, because of the blur. He seemed to see the familiar faces again, the hot-tempered and impulsive Da Mao, those villagers who were giggling and always the first to rush up when they encountered danger, they all seemed to be alive, smiling and greeting Zhao Qing.

"Goodbye!"

Zhao Qing sighed lightly at the void, and the next moment the black demon cloud roared angrily, rushing straight above the nine heavens.

This moment. Zhao Qing's eyesight is running to the extreme, like a lightning bolt between heaven and earth, breaking through the clouds and opening the fog, comparable to the divine light descending into the world, he is like a god king looking down on mortal dust, and like a demon king looking at heaven and earth.

The momentum was terrifying to the extreme, turning the heavens and the earth into a black oppressive piece, and the aura fluctuations turned over the river and the sea. Almost turned a hundred miles of void overturned.

The place where his eyes went was extremely far, which made Zhao Qing see the strange world in front of him more clearly. A mixed emotion welled up in his mind.

He suddenly had a new understanding of the four words of the jungle, it turned out that in the face of absolute strength, the dignity of life is so humble and insignificant, it can be erased at any time, the blood of the weak cannot awaken the conscience of the strong, and will even be used as a capital to show off to some extent.

And in this world. The only weaklings seem to be the Terrans, who have no quarrel with the world, but can be devoured as blood food at any time, and I don't know how many mountains of bones are piled up in this vast and endless mountain.

this day. There was a storm in this land, and there were rumors that a strong man of the human race appeared out of nowhere, and all the demons in his place were killed, and all those who were injured and stained with a trace of human blood did not end well.

The 'Spider Demon King' whose territory spans hundreds of miles is extremely strong, and there are many small demons under his command, and he must bathe his whole body with the blood of the human race every day.

Zhao Qing came, and directly killed it, without any mercy, and with one punch, he collapsed the Spider Demon King's cave mansion into ruins, and his little demons were killed and injured countless times.

Thinking that this demon is strong on weekdays, how could he have suffered such humiliation, and it broke out immediately.

The two fought a big battle, and hit the landslide and cracked, this is a thousand-year-old poisonous spider cultivated into a demon, and its cultivation has long been extraordinary, and it can indeed be the king and hegemon in its territory, but unfortunately, it met Zhao Qing.

After directly manifesting the body, this demon is more than dozens of zhang high, like a hill moving, the momentum is extremely terrifying, the most terrifying thing is the origin poison gas cultivated by this demon, this poison gas is very domineering, in thousands of years of tempering, it has already reached the realm of transformation, not only colorless and tasteless, but also transparent spider silk flying in the sky.

Zhao Qing is not very afraid of spider silk, the only thing to be careful about is the horror of the spider venom, just when the two sides just started, they saw the spider demon spraying a mouthful of poisonous gas on a nearby hill, and in an instant, the hill was corroded into slag.

Even though Zhao Qing was so confident in his physical strength, he was unwilling to take this risk.

The combat power above the half-step demon king cannot tolerate the slightest mistake, and this demon has a lot of means, not only attacking the enemy with poisonous gas, but also an inner pill cultivated by the main body is even more powerful, turning into a turquoise lightning, crisscrossing the void battlefield, which is very troublesome.

There are thousands of transparent spider silks, like flexible tentacles all over the void, which makes Zhao Qing's figure unable to be completely unleashed, and he was once suppressed by the spider demon and fell behind.

Fortunately, in the end, Zhao Qing sacrificed the true fire of the sun, and the infinite flames swept through the Eight Desolations, roasting the spider demon into flying ashes, and even the most precious inner pill was burned into green smoke.

There is a way that the tree is falling and scattered, this spider demon has become a climate in this place, and there are many little demons under him, at this moment the core person was killed by Zhao Qing, and those little minions were even more panicked and chose to flee for their lives, but Zhao Qing did not show mercy to his subordinates, he patrolled all directions, reached out a giant hand, and wiped out the gods of those little demons.

Before leaving, Zhao Qing swung his fist and smashed the Spider Demon Cave Mansion and the surrounding mountain ranges, where the demonic aura was strong and the miasma was very deep, if it was not destroyed. I'm afraid it won't be long before new monsters are born.

After the surrounding dust and mountain fog slowly faded, Zhao Qing's figure was no longer visible, only an unfathomable giant hole appeared on the ground, and the darkness revealed a coldness, as if even the ground had penetrated.

The news of Zhao Qing's killing of the Spider Demon King was not unpleasant, and Zhao Qing's movements were very noisy. All the way here, they are all going to the location of those powerful demons, and the successive wars have already made the aura of heaven and earth boiling.

A lot of eyes and divine senses converged on Zhao Qing, some were dignified, some were uneasy, and more were hostile and vigilant.

There are too many demon clans who died in Zhao Qing's hands, which can easily arouse the dissatisfaction of more demon clans in this world, which is tantamount to making enemies invisibly, and for a while Zhao Qing pushed himself into a position at the cusp of the storm.

But Zhao Qing didn't seem to care about this slightly hostile gaze at all. Everywhere he went, he was still slaughtering, and all the demon clans that were stained with a little bit of human blood were all wiped out, and there were many strong people with the strength of spider demons.

For a while, everyone in the demon clan in this area was in danger, for fear that Zhao Qing, a killing god who came out of nowhere, would find him.

"The immortal spares his life, although the little demon has been entrenched here for many years, he has never harmed the lives of the human race!"

The one who opened his mouth to beg for mercy was a turtle demon hiding in the waters not far from a human tribe. If it weren't for Zhao Qing's careful enough, he hurriedly glanced at it and found that a huge stone turtle was enshrined in the center of that tribal village. really ignored the turtle demon in the past.

"Your ability to hide your aura is not bad!" Zhao Qing said coldly, the turtle demon was hidden in the water, if it weren't for Zhao Qing's divine sense to carefully probe the past, he really wouldn't have found it.

The turtle demon's frightened body was like chaff, turning into the appearance of a gray-bearded old man of the human race, and he sneered at Zhao Qing again and again. Said respectfully: "The immortal has tormented the little demon, the little demon I usually pass the time by sleeping, although I am closer to the human race, but I have never harmed others, and I hope that the immortal will be clear." ”

This turtle demon is a little unique in addition to the kung fu hidden in the breath. The strength is not very strong, although there are also white bones in the water, but they are all beast bones, but no human bones have been found.

Zhao Qing said when he heard this: "You don't have to be afraid of me, I only kill the fierce demons stained with the blood of the human race, your hands are not stained with human blood, I will not hurt you in the slightest, but there are some things to ask you a thing or two!"

The turtle demon finally breathed a sigh of relief, and said again and again: "Xiaoxian just ask, I must know everything about the little demon." ”

After all, the turtle demon clan, longevity is needless to say, looking at the age of this turtle demon, it is not small, I am afraid it knows a lot of things.

But after hearing what Zhao Qing wanted to ask, this turtle demon was so frightened that he trembled, and even stammered for a while.

The turtle demon looked very embarrassed, and wanted to refuse Zhao Qing's inquiry, but after thinking of Zhao Qing's previous bloody methods, it still compromised, and it sneakily glanced around.

Seeing this, Zhao Qing chuckled and waved away, and a layer of enchantment instantly enveloped the surroundings, and said, "Say it, I have already laid out measures around, and no one will know what you told me." ”

The old man who was transformed by the turtle demon smiled bitterly and said: "Here to the northwest of 5,300 miles, there is a big lake, among which there is the king of fish for thousands of years, and a radius of tens of thousands of miles is the territory of the king of fish, we are all under the jurisdiction of the king of fish, but the immortal should be careful here, it is rumored that the king of fish has survived the catastrophe of thunder, and his strength is unfathomable!"

"What a great majesty, a fish spirit has crossed the Heavenly Thunder Tribulation and dominated this land of tens of thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, it seems that it is necessary to walk away!" Zhao Qing sneered, and his figure disappeared in an instant.

This scene provoked the turtle demon to tremble, and after a long time, it manifested back into the body of a giant turtle of more than ten zhang, and slowly crawled back into the water, and from time to time you can still see this turtle demon trembling, obviously because of the betrayal of the fish king, it is extremely afraid in its heart.

Zhao Qing has his own thoughts, he is just his hands, if he wants to kill them one by one in this heaven and earth, then he really doesn't know how to kill until the year of the monkey Ma Yue, the only way is to capture the thief and capture the king first, only by controlling the strongest fish king in these tens of thousands of miles of mountains and rivers can he avoid the suffering of blood and food once and for all.

Five thousand three hundred miles away, this is a long distance, even if Zhao Qing uses the speed method of the Golden Winged Dapeng Clan to cross such a far area at this moment, it will take a lot of twists and turns, but fortunately, Zhao Qing is not in a hurry, this way to the goal, and it is just right to get rid of the vicious demons along the way. All the way away, in the end, even Zhao Qing himself didn't know how many demon clans he had killed, and his clothes were soaked with demon blood and turned dark brown.

The outside of the body was shrouded in a round of extremely dazzling bloody light, this is the product of the breath after killing countless demon clans, it is too thick, it will not dissipate in a short period of time, and Zhao Qing is snowballing along the way, and the accumulation of layers of blood evil qi has reached a terrifying situation.

Among them, there are also extremely strong demon clans to shoot, there is a wolf demon is the most terrifying, it stepped on the cold moon and roared in the sky, a roar shattered the mountains, the attack was quite fierce and terrifying, almost smashed one of Zhao Qing's shoulders, the two sides fought hard for more than a stick of incense, Zhao Qing still beat it to the core.

When the wolf demon's lair was smashed, Zhao Qing almost exploded his chest, it turned out that this wolf demon had created a heinous disaster, and the bones of the human race in the lair were piled up into a small mountain, and within its small territory, the people of dozens of tribes were devoured as blood food.

"If you dare to kill me, Lord Fish, it won't let you go!" These were the only words left behind when the wolf demon's soul dissipated.

Zhao Qing swept away coldly, like a killing lightning that instantly shattered the remnant soul of the wolf demon into powder, and at the same time said: "Is the fish king, I was about to go to find it, conniving at my subordinates like this, it seems that this so-called fish demon is not a good thing!"

Since ancient times, the upper beam is not correct and the lower beam is crooked, with such subordinates, presumably this so-called Taoist fish king is no better than going anywhere, dominating tens of thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, but not fulfilling the obligations that a superior should have, this is a great dereliction of duty, not to mention that Zhao Qing does not believe that he will not know that these subordinates of his own are so brutal and unrestrained on weekdays, and they actually treat the human race as blood food.

It is not so much a lack of discipline as a deliberate connivance.

"I want to see what the king of fish looks like after proving the Tao, who has survived the catastrophe!" Zhao Qing clenched his fists, and the murderous intent lingered in his tone.

He raised his eyes, although the night cut off the heaven and the earth, but in the distance, there seemed to be a pair of terrifying eyes looking at the place where Zhao Qing was, making the breath in the void tense.

The night is getting deeper, and the night is getting colder.

Only in the depths of Zhao Qing's eyes, an irrepressible raging war began to burn, and he turned into a dragon-like posture and galloped away in the night mist.

The whistling sound was deafening, like a divine light splitting the dark and heavy night, causing the spiritual energy between heaven and earth to fluctuate and turn the river and the sea. (To be continued.) )