For some people, explanations can be explained, but for people who are human on the outside but still have worms in their hearts, explanations do not change their will at all. Because his ideology is not the same as that of human beings.

"What are you. Qingyang asked coldly, he is not a beginner, but a monk who has spent more than a thousand years in the Sword River Shijie, and in terms of age, he is not small in the White Bone Dao Palace.

One thought and one reincarnation, one thought for thousands of years, it is said that it is Qingyang like this, and it is only more than fifty years in this Zhongyuan shijie.

"I am the prince of the locusts, and you will die. There was a hissing sound in the voice of the man dressed in green armor, like a murmur in the human voice, which gave people a strange and uncomfortable feeling to hear.

Qingyang faintly said, "Because of last night's incident, who is that person?" However, before his words fell, the locust prince was suddenly furious, opened his mouth and roared at Qingyang, two rows of scissor-like teeth were exposed, and his tongue was not a human tongue. He threw himself into the air, with thin wings like knives on his back, and instantly arrived in front of Qingyang, his hands were green and faint, looking extremely hard, turning into a pair of sharp hook hands, and strangely hooked down towards Qingyang's head.

In the memory of the prince of the locust clan, there is no one who can stop his own pair of hook sickles, even those human magic weapons can't do it, and they will be broken in an instant under their own hook sickles, let alone the physical body.

Compared with the previous insects, his attack methods are not much different, but they seem more weird and traceless, his shot, Qingyang's heart is numb, there is that kind of faint danger and murder in his heart.

Qingyang was not afraid, and waved at the sickle-like hands of the locust prince, and he saw the mockery in the eyes of the locust prince, just like the ignorance of humans looking at wild beasts.

Qingyang's hand met the hand of the pair of sickles, and at the moment of contact, a piece of electric light was born out of thin air, and the electric light rolled out of the narrow void between the two like a river of electricity, and rolled out, the prince of the locust clan only felt that his whole body was numb, and a violent will vibrated and sounded in his heart, and he only felt that he was trembling from his body to his consciousness, and he was about to collapse in this thunder.

The body was thrown backwards by the body master, and the moment he threw it backwards, the aura of thunder destruction receded in his body.

He is not afraid of thunder, and a pair of sickle hands are not afraid of spiritual treasures. In the past, when I met such a monk, I killed him directly, how could this be the case today. He didn't know, and he didn't want to know, he just wanted to wait for the power of this thunder to disperse, and then he used his most proud method to kill the other party.

However, just as he was about to regain control of his body, he saw a huge foot turn into a shadow and step down.

"You dare. The locust prince roared in his heart. "I am the prince of the locust clan, and you dare to insult me like this. ”

His voice didn't shout, his feet had already stepped down, and all he heard in his ears was the whistling sound, which was the sound of his rapid descent from the distance he was trampled on the ground, and his body had just recovered from the stiffness of the thunder shock at the moment of being trampled, but it was still unable to move as if it had been imprisoned by something.

"Boom ......"

A sharp pain came, and he only felt that the bones in his whole body were shattered at this moment.

"If you dare to kill me, I am the prince of the locust tribe, and if you dare to kill me, you will be the enemy of the entire locust tribe. The locust prince roared. He was trampled straight into the mountain, and a patch of trees crumbled and dusted under the giant foot.

He wanted to run away, but the earth suddenly became so hard that he did not hear an answer from the man who stepped on him until his consciousness fell into darkness.

Qingyang collected his feet, the whole person returned to its original state, looking at the broken body of the locust prince in the foot pit, he did not hide it, and directly turned into a gust of wind and disappeared into the void.

I don't know much about this shijie Qingyang, but there is such a creature in this shijie, but I have already thought about it.

He was chasing the locusts that had dispersed before, and it didn't take long for him to come to a barren place, and in Qingyang's opinion, it was too strange that there would be a barren place in this lush shijie. There are trees on the hills, but the trees are bare, and there is no trace of green. Further inside, he saw that the half-worms and half-humans were numerous, going in and out.

This place is probably full of locust nests.

He escaped to the sky, only to see a huge valley in which the walls of the mountains were full of caves, like honeycombs, and Qingyang was sure that these mountains were already empty.

Qingyang flew directly into the sky, and in the middle of his mind, the thunder spell of the Nine Nights Sky was spelled, and a dark cloud appeared out of thin air, and then, the lightning flashed. In an instant, thunder fell, one, two, three ......, and then rain, and the rain poured into the valley, into the caves, and as the rain seeped in, the thunder and lightning spread throughout the valley with the rain, and there was not a single dead end.

In the midst of the thunder, one by one the locustmen flapped their wings and tried to fly away from the area covered by the thunder, but they were all struck back by the thunder. Another giant insect braved the thunder to fly towards Qingyang, but was still shot down by the thunder.

"When did my locust clan offend your Excellency, and Your Excellency actually wanted to do this. A voice came from afar, and endless screams pierced through the void of heaven and earth.

A gloomy-looking old man rushed directly into the thunderous light, and his pounce was like a locust pounce, with boundless bloody aura.

He saw Qingyang in the void, but he never thought that as soon as he entered the scope of this thunder, there was a thunder on his body, just thunder was just thunder, in addition to this thunder, there was an unpredictable vibration in the void, his whole person seemed to have entered a whirlpool, the power of thunder penetrated through his body, and the vibration of that sound made the spiritual power in his body tremble.

He immediately sensed mortal danger, turned around and withdrew, only to be restrained by a thunderbolt that directly bound him and dragged him towards the center.

"What kind of person, what kind of person has such great magical powers. ”

The person who came was the king of the locust clan, and he originally wanted to directly penetrate the thunder and lightning to kill the person who poisoned his locust clan with one blow, but he didn't expect that there was a Jedi in the thunder landing area that seemed to be unspecial, and he didn't know the horror of it at all if he didn't enter it.

He flipped and turned into a huge locust in the midst of the thunder and the unpredictable shock, the locust hissed, and a pair of scythes swung in the void, and the void seemed to be cut open by him, and he was about to burrow into it and escape.

"Boom" ......Thunder fell, striking its body, and the huge locust went to escape into the void when the purple thunder fell. There was a hint of happiness in his heart that he had escaped, and then there was a wave of anger and grief that could not be concealed, and then this thought was born, and he found that he was still under the shroud of thunder, and the shock that could shake his bones, body, and spiritual power was still there.

He didn't know that though he had burrowed into nothingness, he had only come out a little bit in front of him. His escape technique that broke through the sky had already been turned back by Qing Yang.

He was furious, and a trace of fear arose in his heart, and he looked up at the white-robed monk in the sky, who was so cold against the background of the thunder and lightning.

He shook his six wings and flew towards the man, one after another thunderbolts hit his body, he jumped, flew up, fell and flew up, his eyes kept staring at Qingyang's eyes, only to feel that there was no one in the world who was more ruthless.

Could this be the true supernatural monks among the human race?

He was finally unable to fly after being shot down once, but there were still thunderbolts falling on him until his consciousness finally dissipated. This long-lasting and terrible phenomenon of large-scale lightning has just come to an end and dissipated.

Qingyang stood in the sky, but his eyes glanced in one direction, and then he took off into the air, and disappeared into the void in a few steps, looking at it, it was obvious that he was leaving.

As he left, he glanced at the place where a young girl and an old man were standing, but in the eyes of the other animals, it was empty.

"Is this the temperament of a human supernatural cultivator? Yesterday, yesterday I took a wisp of his essence, and he was not like this back then. There was a faint fragrance on the girl's body.

"This is the Great Monk of the Race, not his real concern, everything else is a storm for him. The old man said, "Son, you were too dangerous yesterday, and you were so lucky. ”

"I, how did I know, I saw him yesterday as a human being, and he was attracted by my incense, and he didn't seem to be very powerful, where did I know that today even this locust tribe was wiped out, now it's okay, don't worry about our Hundred Flowers Valley. Grandpa, you say, will I and his children be very powerful in the future?"

"Yes. The old man said.

"Will it be as good as him?"

"Yes. The old man thought for a moment and said with a smile.

The girl also smiled happily, looked at the valley, and suddenly pointed to the big locust and said: "That locust king's pair of big sickles are excellent refining materials, he actually left without even looking at it, doesn't he need to refine the spirit treasure?"

"For a great monk like him, it is not a truly excellent heaven and earth treasure, and it is not in his eyes. The old man sighed: "This is the real great magic monk, otherwise, as long as his ability is a few points lower, in front of the countless locusts, he will be hated on the spot, and if he goes further, there will be a difference between heaven and earth." ”

At the same time, he didn't say a word to the girl in his heart, this monk will come to exterminate the locust clan, he must have known that there is a grudge between the locust clan and the girl, otherwise, how can he directly come to destroy the locust clan, he must have known that after his essence is taken, there will be an heir here.

This is a deterrent, and this deterrent can keep the Valley of Hundred Flowers stable for at least decades or even hundreds of years. The old man thought to himself.