Han Qinhu had no expression on his face, but his eyes became even colder. His hair was flying, and he was like a god of darkness, bringing death to the world.

With one knife, the creature dies!

Widths of the Netherworld Death Aura condensed, the ice and cold were bone-broken, and the breath of death was vast, making people frightened!

The extremely terrifying aura is turbulent in the void, deep and dark.

The faint sword light flashed and disappeared.

"cracking!"

The mountain-like ferocious bird suddenly screamed, shrill and desperate, and endless blood burst out all over his body, trying to resist Han Qinhu's sword that brought death!

But it is useless. Any energy collided with the Netherworld Death Qi, and it turned into smoke and dust in an instant, without any resistance!

Life is frozen and the whole body is stiff!

Bang!

With a loud bang, the eyes of the ferocious bird instantly lost its luster, and its huge body was divided into two, and blood splashed!

Han Qinhu stood indifferently in the void holding a long sword, turned around and looked at the ferocious ape, and the corpse of the ferocious bird behind him fell rapidly.

"This is the Great Xia Dynasty, a powerful man in the Marquis Realm, Han Qinhu?"

The terrifying scene made countless human strong men who were watching from afar and were full of fear.

A ferocious bird in the Fenghou Realm, which was as big as a small mountain, was cut into two pieces with one knife!

This is the most terrifying scene they have ever seen in their lives!

"Too strong, I'm far from being a match!"

A Fenghou who had not left had a scalp tingling. His strength was not as good as the one who was cut into two sections by Han Qinhu. He actually wanted to compete with such a terrible figure for the remains of the ancient palace?

He couldn't help but shivered. The powerful man named Hou did not speak a word and immediately fled.

He was afraid that Han Qinhu would slash him with one knife and cut him into two pieces!

Han Qinhu's eyes looked like a knife, and he looked coldly at the fierce ape with a stiff body and a terrified look.

Without any stop, the long sword in his hand rose again, and the death energy of the Netherworld condensed, as if a knife from hell was slashed down again!

Blood was stormed with one knife!

The ferocious ape's huge head soared into the sky, with a full of reluctance, and blood spilled into the void!

boom!

The huge body fell down, splashing smoke and dust in the sky, and blood flowed, dyeing the earth red.

Han Qinhu glanced coldly, and all the powerful humans who came into contact with his sight were frightened and retreated with pale faces. He did not dare to stay and stay away immediately.

Standing there and facing such a fierce person is so stressful that it is enough to crush them!

"Come on!"

Zuo Ci stood in front of the gate of the ancient palace with a smile on his face. The whisk in his hand was gently thrown up. Suddenly, a yellow divine light burst out. The whisks were like real dragons, with teeth and claws spreading, and in an instant, eight ferocious beasts in the Marquis Realm, and the ferocious birds were captured without any resistance!

"roar!!"

The sound of beast roars came one after another, filled with endless anger and murderous intent, but soon the roar turned into horror!

Although the whisk silk is thin, it is indestructible. No matter how these ferocious beasts and ferocious birds struggle, it is useless. Instead, it becomes tighter and tighter, and its strong body is strangled with blood marks!

"Don't move, don't move!"

Zuo Ci started with a unique temperament, as if an immortal had arrived in the world. He shook his head gently and said with a faint smile.

What's strange is that as Zuo Ci finished speaking, the eight ferocious beasts and ferocious birds gradually calmed down and stopped struggling.

"I have a religion but no distinction, can I be willing to join you?"

Zuo Ci's voice was extremely gentle, as if it was the closest elder.

The blood in the eyes of the eight ferocious beasts and ferocious birds disappeared in a slight sense, and their faces became softer. Looking at Zuo Ci's gaze gradually became full of admiration.

Shu Xu and Leng Yi, who were standing behind Zuo Ci, swallowed their saliva and looked pale. What kind of magic is this?

They saw it very clearly. As Zuo Ci finished speaking, it seemed that there was a special Taoist rhyme filled with mystery, making people feel comfortable in body and mind. They just wanted to join Zuo Ci's sect and follow him forever!

When one person and one rat look at each other, you can see the fear in the other person's eyes.

The mouse is even more scared.

The idea of ​​escaping in my heart became even stronger.

He didn't want to be deprived of his own power like these eight ferocious beasts, and he couldn't help but admire the person in front of him!

This scene gives it too much fear!

"It is a fortune to join my subordinates. What are you afraid of?"

Zuo Ci smiled, her eyes looked like a bottomless Youtan, looking at Shuxu.

Shi Xu shivered suddenly, nodded repeatedly, and quickly dispelled the idea of ​​escaping in his heart.

"That...who is that...who is that?!"

A small mountain in the distance, more than a dozen great masters gathered together, and a marquis stood in the center, like stars holding the moon, with blonde hair as gold, and brilliance.

At this time, one of them stuttered, trembling with his right hand, pointing to Zuo Ci's place, and said with difficulty.

His face was full of fear and pale.

Around him, the other great masters were not much better, all of whom were as white as paper and had no blood.

They were shocked to see a whisk spread across the sky, binding eight extremely powerful feudal beasts in the feudal state. They were so shocked that they could not even speak.

The Fenghou strong man who stood in the middle of everyone and was treated respectfully by everyone almost glared out his eyes. Where did this terrible person appear?

He saw the eight ferocious beasts, and no one was worse than his strength!

But now, he is actually caught like an ant?

He took a breath of cold air and his whole body was trembling.

As the fierce light in the eyes of the eight ferocious beasts slowly dissipated and began to become admiration, he felt that his scalp was about to explode. With his steps, he moved and did not care about anything else and immediately fled to the distance.

More than a dozen great masters standing near him looked at each other and fled quickly.

"Is this a strong man from Daxia?"

The ghost was stunned and could not believe it.

He hid on a towering ancient tree, his breath was sluggish, and he was obviously severely injured in order to escape Tu Wuye's pursuit.

"What is the origin of this Daxia? Such a terrible existence has emerged?"

He murmured to himself, and felt a sense of awe and fear for the Daxia Dynasty.

Terrible dynasty!

...

"Two generals, it's better to go back to Yudu as soon as possible to avoid the king's concern."

Zuo Ci smiled and looked at Han Qinhu and Hua Xiong.

At this time, a snow-white wolf king followed closely next to Hua Xiong, with a strong figure and a slightly lowered head. He looked at Zuo Ci with deep awe.

Its bloodline is extraordinary, much smarter than other ferocious beasts, and can understand Zuo Ci's terribleness.

Among the eight ferocious beasts captured by Zuo Ci's attack, two of them were its strong enemies, and their strength was no less than that of it!

"The Taoist priest won't go back to Yudu?"

Han Qinhu had black hair disheveled and heroic, and asked.

"The king has an order to establish the 'Taoism'. I still need to travel and find a few disciples."

Zuo Ci waved lightly, and yellow light flashed, covering the eight ferocious beasts and ferocious birds. Suddenly, a strange scene appeared.
Chapter completed!