A few people were not far from Qin Ping, and soon a thin figure appeared in front of them, Qin Ping half-knelt in the air, pressed his head with both hands, and lowered his head deeply, making a painful **. 135%7924?*6/810

The group came to Qin Ping's three zhang away, their eyes were cold, looking at Qin Ping, and they only felt the cultivation of the eighth layer of qi refining in Qin Ping's body, and most of the people in the group were also cultivators in the early stage of leaving the dust, and even the burly man had reached the strength level of the middle stage of the separation from the dust.

"This kind of cultivation is still seriously injured, and it is really a dead end to meet us. A skinny man in the group sneered, his eyes revealing a sense of superiority.

The others didn't speak, but it was clear from their expressions that they agreed with the thin man's words. Only the burly man in front of him did not change his expression, but he was faintly uneasy in his heart, but he didn't know why.

"This person is just refining qi and cultivating, there must be nothing that we can see, and besides, he is already a dying person, so ignore it, let's continue on our way!" The burly man's uneasy feeling became stronger and stronger, avoiding extraneous branches, he didn't want to do something meaningless, so he got up and flew out.

The group has always looked at the head of the burly man, and they are about to leave with him, but this thin man has a low status in the group, and he is used to being bullied, and at this moment he saw a dying person, the cruel color in his eyes flashed, and before he left, he threw a flying knife and took Qin Ping's head.

The speed of the flying knife was very fast, and in an instant, it reached three inches of Qin Ping's head with a strong killing intent, but it did not continue to move forward, but stopped in place strangely.

The scene here also attracted the attention of the people who were about to leave, not many of them found it interesting, some found it not simple, but the burly man's face changed drastically, and the uneasiness in his heart reached its peak at this moment.

Xu is thin man's killing intent echoed the killing intent in Qin Ping's heart, at this moment Qin Ping was no longer in pain, no longer **, but slowly stood up, a huge momentum rose to the sky, this momentum is strong, not weaker than the middle stage of the dust.

"Oops!" The thin man's face was gray, and the moment he felt the huge momentum on Qin Ping's body, he knew that he had provoked someone who should not be provoked, and at this time, his body flew quickly, and he came behind the burly man with a gloomy face.

Qin Ping's momentum in the middle of the dust has not weakened, his hair is flying, his clothes are fluttering, and he looks quite immortal from a distance, but the moment he looks up, his whole person looks very demonic.

His eyes were red, blood-red!

Seeing Qin Ping's gaze, the group felt as if they had fallen into a cold abyss in their hearts, cold and piercing, and their consciousness was in a trance for a moment.

At this moment, Qin Ping moved, he took a step forward with his right foot, and raised his right hand in the shape of a claw, the speed was so fast that even his divine sense could not capture it, and the afterimage flashed. When the group found Qin Ping's location, Qin Ping was already behind them, and at some point, a beating heart appeared in his right hand.

The surroundings were quiet, and everyone could hear the sound of the heart beating, the sound was clear, calm and powerful, but there was a feeling of tapping with the soul in the ears, like the sound of death.

The thin man was dumbfounded, looking at his chest, he didn't know when a big hole appeared, he didn't feel pain, or his consciousness at the moment was slowly disappearing, he looked at the chest that was constantly flowing blood, and looked up at his heart in Qin Ping's hand with difficulty, and finally looked at Qin Ping as if he saw a demon.

He regretted it, regretted why he had provoked such a terrible person, and with this remorse, he closed his eyes unwillingly.

Qin Ping's instantaneous killing shocked everyone, even the burly man stood in place and didn't dare to move, for fear of causing Qin Ping's misunderstanding, "Daoyou, in Xia Nai God Sect Heshi, the previous conflicts were all caused by this person, and now he died in the hands of Daoyou, and he is also innocent." The burly man pointed at the thin man and said with his fists clenched.

Qin Ping's killing intent in his heart was undiminished at the moment, without a trace of calmness, the thin man's heart was beating in his hand, and the blood filled his palm, soaking into **, which stimulated the killing intent in his heart, Qin Ping crushed the heart in his hand, he didn't know why in his heart, he just wanted to kill all the people in front of him, even if it would conflict with his original consciousness.

Ignoring the burly man's words, Qin Ping stepped out again, and his figure floated between several people, although the cultivation of these people was similar to Qin Ping's physical strength, but the strange thing was that none of these people could detect Qin Ping's figure, it seemed that at this moment, Qin Ping had turned into a supreme power, no one here was qualified to see Qin Ping, and his figure disappeared in the eyes of the people here.

It's not that it disappears physically, it's just that these people don't have the ability to see, and Qin Ping's figure is also flickering, but every time it appears, there are strong fluctuations that emit out, and some of these people will spurt blood, but they are not dead, they are only injured, but their faces are pale.

If there are outsiders here, it may feel better to look at it if it is not dead, but to these insiders, this is undoubtedly the most terrifying thing, not dying but continuing to be injured, but the final result is death.

In a few breaths, a group of people here, all of them were injured, although they were not serious, their hearts were filled with deep fear at the moment.

Qin Ping's figure still flickered, and it seemed that he had turned into a ghost-like existence in this group of people, and as time increased, the injuries in their bodies became more and more serious, and at this moment they even felt a sense of powerlessness, powerlessness in their bodies, as if they were about to lose control of their bodies.

It's not that no one thought about running away, escaping from this place they feared, and some people did, but he was greeted by Qin Ping's more direct bombardment.

"Fellow Daoist, we have no grievances and no hatred, if you want to kill them all, the person who provoked you before has been killed by you with your own hands, and you have also punished us, why bother?" The burly man turned pale, stared at Qin Ping and said, with his cultivation and status, he would not have spoken like this, but Qin Ping's weirdness made him have nothing to do here.

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The monks didn't know what the gray gas was, but above it they sensed a familiar gas, familiar, because it was their own breath.

In addition to their own breath, they also felt that their qi and blood were also in this gray gas, although it was not thick, it was indeed the power of their qi and blood, and the moment they felt the qi and blood and breath in their bodies, these ordinary monks were not much shocked, but in the heart of the burly man, it was like a turbulent wave.

"This ...... It's ......" The burly man pointed to the gray gas, speechless for a moment.

At the same time as the changes in the hearts of these people, the gray gas had already shuttled among them, entered their bodies, and carried out changes that others could not even Qin Ping could say, every time they changed in a person's body, this person would often let out a terrible scream, and his body weakened at a speed visible to the naked eye, until finally turned into a shell.

The physical body, cultivation, and everything in the body disappeared, and the body eventually turned into ashes and dissipated.

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