"I don't know when this old guy will wake up!" On the desolate plains, Lin Qing walked alone with himself, after separating from Concubine Mi a few days ago, he hurried alone, although there were demon clans chasing and killing along the way, but they were all weak monsters, and they did not pose any threat to him.

Poison Kunlun fell into a deep sleep, and he didn't know what to wake up, he could only keep fleeing now, avoiding the pursuit of the demon clan, but fortunately, he had summoning skills, and he didn't worry much about his own safety, but the demon clan that he had killed in the past three days was too weak, so he couldn't enjoy it. It is precisely with these reliance that he dares to walk on the flood with swagger.

The tribe he is going to now is called the Mammoth Tribe, there are only a thousand witches in the clan, all of them are brave and good at fighting, and they are also a bandit tribe known for their ferocity and viciousness. After all, he will soon return to the end of the world, and in the face of monks chasing him all over the world, it is essential to have a big force to back him up.

"Who?"

The two warriors with bone guns in their hands had bad eyes.

Lin Qing smiled indifferently and said coldly: "The one who killed you!" His hands reached out like lightning, crushing the throats of the two of them, this kind of bandit with blood on his hands, he would not be a little soft-hearted when he killed, and now there are only some people within the leader who want to control, for this kind of minions, he will not let go if he can kill them.

His heart didn't know when it became cold and hard as iron, and even with a hint of murder, he buried a piece of fresh life with his own hands, maybe he couldn't bear it before, but now he won't hesitate.

Evil must be eradicated!

"Boss, get out of here!"

A broken drink was like thunder, and the village could be heard, Lin Qing broke into the camp with a cold expression, his steps were as heavy as Mount Tai, and the earth he stepped on shook violently.

"Who?"

"Death to the trespassers!"

"Kill him!"

A roar of rage rang out, and hundreds of warriors armed with bone spears and stone spears roared and killed.

There was a flash of coldness in his eyes, and Lin Qing's body was like electricity, rushing into the rain of spears and spears, his hands were like the scythe of death, and the reapers were alive one by one.

In the air, magnificent blood flowers bloomed into the sky, opening the most dazzling colors in their lives, and then withered!

Lin Qing's hands were as white as jade, and they were as delicate as a woman's plain hands. The color of the little jewel shimmered, as if it was the color of death from hell, taking away countless souls.

Massacre! Totally one-sided slaughter!

Lin Qing's eyes were indifferent, there was no sadness or joy, his hands were as light as butterflies through flowers, and every time he shake, there would be a crisp sound of broken bones.

Hundreds of warriors couldn't resist in front of him, and none of them survived, and the mammoth warriors who rushed to reinforce screamed miserably when they saw the situation, and retreated in a panic, looking at Lin Qing as if they were looking at a demon god.

Lin Qing is indeed like a demon god, to be precise, a Shura, hundreds of corpses paved the way, blood flowed like a river, and the air was filled with thick blood that could not be dissolved.

He walked step by step, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and the wind came lightly on the sea of corpses and blood.

Killing, the warriors of the Mammoth tribe have not killed, but they can't be so indifferent to Lin Qing, human life is like a stone in his hands, or even a handful of quicksand.

Lin Qing's murderous methods completely shocked the more than 900 surviving people, and all of them trembled, watching him walk in with cold hands and feet, and they didn't even have the strength to turn around and escape.

"Who is Your Excellency, and why do you want to kill my people?" asked the leader of the Mammoth Tribe, Ao Ao.

Meng Ao is very strong, as strong as a mammoth, dozens of feet tall, shoulders wide and distant, with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, knotted muscles, and his whole body is full of an explosive power.

"Give you two choices, surrender to me or die!" Lin Qing said indifferently.

"I choose to surrender!" said Meng Ao without a deep groan. He is afraid of death, and he does not want to die, surrender is the best choice.

"You're smart!" Lin Qing's eyes swelled with a pale golden light, and it flashed away.

Meng Ao's expression froze, and the meaning of surrender gradually appeared in his eyes, and he knelt on the ground respectfully, and said, "Meng Ao sees the pavilion master!"

"Come with me, go to the next tribe!" Lin Qing nodded with satisfaction, walked towards the east with his hands in his hands, and followed Lin Qing's shadow like a loyal dog.

The figures of the two gradually faded away, and the mammoth warrior Fang trembled and came back to his senses, looking like the eyes in the distance were still fear in addition to fear, and it was just that, a burst of thunder sounded, which made everyone tremble for a while.

"If you dare to do evil again, you will lie down for me forever!"

Leading Meng Ao, Lin Qing rushed to another bandit blast tribe without stopping, his goal was very clear, that is, to develop the power of the Qing Pavilion before returning to the future, after all, this was about his life.

The Wind Tribe is also a small force, with no more than a thousand people, which is inferior to the Mammoth Tribe, and after Lin Qing used his killer to kill some warriors, the leader of the Wind Tribe, Brushing Wind, also chose to surrender.

All the way east, where he passed, Lin Qing subdued all the leaders of some weak bandit tribes, and after three days, hundreds of pavilions were added to the Qing Pavilion.

Passing on the Ten Thousand Swords Technique, Lin Qing instructed everyone to cultivate on their own and continue to walk eastward alone.

With a sneer on the corner of his mouth, he walked quietly, and he had already noticed the monsters following behind him, and now he was just waiting for an opportunity, waiting for the opportunity to catch them all. Since Dijun and Taiyi want to get rid of them as soon as possible, he can't let the two of them have a good time.

Time passed silently, and the demon clans behind him were accumulating more and more, and these demon clans were relying on the crowd, and they no longer hid their tracks, and followed him with murderous intent.

"Have you decided to do it?" Lin Qing turned around after a while.

The demon clan kept retreating in fright, not daring to get too close, there are not a few demon clans who have died in Lin Qing these days, and among these weak demon clans, they also have a reputation for being not weak.

"Boy, don't be rampant, when the four leaders of my demon clan arrive, it will be when you die and have no place to be buried!" a red-haired monster shouted.

"Boy, your death is not far off!"

"The mana of the four commanders is monstrous, you just wait for death boy!"

A group of monsters shouted one after another, but they didn't dare to take half a step forward.

"Yes, I'll just wait!But before that, I want to be quiet for a while!" Lin Qingfeng smiled lightly, but a cold glow bloomed in his eyes, and his figure disappeared suddenly, and when he reappeared, he had already rushed into the demon clan.

Ten slender and white fingers danced, and the turquoise sword qi roared, invincible, constantly reaping the lives of the demon clan.

The screams continued to sound, and countless demon clans fell under the turquoise sword qi one after another, and the demon blood stained the earth red.

Seeing the corpses of the same kind piling up, some demon clans roared in fear, turned around and fled, how could Lin Qing give them a chance, the ten fingers danced faster and faster, and the spirit rhino sword qi was invincible, taking away the fresh lives one by one.

Walking all the way to the demon blood and corpses, under the spirit rhino sword qi, there was no living mouth, and the dry wilderness was irrigated by endless demon blood, exuding an extremely strong smell of blood.

"Bastard. You're damned!"

An angry roar came, and at the end of Lin Qing's sight, a golden lion came against the wind, this is a golden lion extremely divine horse, running like the wind, like a beam of meteors crossing the sky, surging forward.

The golden lion's whole body is radiant and extraordinary, and there are three eyes on its forehead, only the leftmost eye is open, and the purple and cyan eyes are surging with endless killing intent.

"Slaughter many of my people, bastards, into my hands, I will make your life worse than death!" the golden lion roared, and the lion's head shook like a golden flame burning.

The energy fluctuations of the golden lion were at the peak of the undead warriors, far from being comparable to Lin Qing, the poisonous Kunlun fell into a deep sleep, the heaven-shaking bow was also fused, and Lin Qing felt the breath of death for the first time.

"Sacrifice your soul for my punishment!" the golden lion roared coldly.

Lin Qing's expression was solemn, and the combat power around him surged, breeding a high fighting intent, and the challenge of leapfrogging made the blood in his bones boil, almost igniting his whole person.

"Give me your soul!" the golden lion snorted coldly, a lion roar sounded, and the golden ripples visible to the naked eye swept out like a storm, and where it passed, the space rippled like ripples, and the surrounding earth and stones turned into powder.

"The body of medicine is indestructible!"

Lin Qing formed a seal in his hand, and an obscure and mysterious pattern suddenly surged out under his skin, the pattern shone brightly, sprinkling a great road imprint, outlining a natural array to protect him in the center, and behind him, a round of gossip slowly rose, like the sun on the horizon, shining brightly.

The big array is like a natural mix, and it is a world that protects Lin Qing in the center, and the eye of the array rotates with a round of gossip, sprinkling a piece of Dao rhyme and the water of the big array, providing the energy for the operation of the big array.

The indestructible medicine body, the defense is unparalleled, this large array outlined by the Luo Shu Dao pattern is almost indestructible.

The gossip of Guizang shone brightly, sprinkling a piece of rhyme, and the energy like a water curtain swirled, gently meeting the golden fluctuations.

Good is like water. Water is good for all things!

The eight strands of the Tibetan slowly rotated, and it was the water energy that guarded the great array.

The golden energy fluctuations hit the water curtain, and after a ripple, they dissipated and became invisible, and Lin Qing was firmly entrenched in the center of the large array, without a trace of damage.

"It's a bit of a way, that's right, your soul won't be too fragile, and you won't die soon when tortured!" the golden lion roared coldly, and the lion's head shook like a golden flame burning.

Lin Qing looked solemnly at the three eyes on the forehead of the golden lion, he could feel the terrifying energy in the three eyes, this energy could almost destroy the world, making himself in the big array deeply uneasy.

"Broken Eyes!"

A roar sounded, and in the golden lion's open single eye, a golden beam of light suddenly shot out, and the power of the beam was terrifying, faintly tearing the space apart.