A day later.

Mu Qing pulled little Atul to fly up and head east......

The speed was not fast, accompanied by the sound of the wind in his ears, a sentence came into the ears of little Atul - "Atul, actually...... When I was a child, my relatives and clansmen were also killed...... My parents still don't know if they're alive or dead......"

"The place where I live, called Lingmu Valley, is a quiet and beautiful little valley, where a small stream flows, and I often sit by the stream, looking at the flowing water in a daze, throwing stones into the water, and listening to the sound of dingdong......"

Xiao Atu's face changed slightly, and he turned his head to look at Mu Qing. And Mu Qing's gaze was infinitely far away......

......

Uncle Muqing Baron has no amnesia!

He was afraid that I would be depressed and explain my experience to me......

He finally opened up to me......

......

In the big wooden house in the Huaishan Mountains, the shaman Tu Luo, who was born with a five-inch holy horn, was deeply saddened.

In the past month, the scattered clansmen and villages have been frequently attacked by unknown sources, and each time they have not left a living mouth, and their methods are clever and ruthless.

He had personally led people to inspect several scenes, and not only did his people die horribly, but the essence and blood of their bodies were drained, and the holy nucleus in their bodies disappeared, and none of them could activate the holy power in the holy horn!

This scene is a bit like the work of a group of bloodthirsty demon beasts, and there is also a possibility that a group of blood people did it!

Except for those demon beasts, only the Blood Clan would be interested in essence blood, which was the fastest way for them to increase their physical strength.

But, is this possible?

How many years have we not heard of the Blood Clan riots? If we don't hunt them, it's too late for them to steal the fun, how can they "hunt" our Soul Clan in turn?

Now, what should I do if I don't even know who my opponent is?

Thinking of this terrifying opponent, the shaman's heart suddenly moved, and he remembered the report of a search team that had returned from the west more than a month ago:

The protruding bone was killed by a monk named Mu Qing in a small tribe of the blood clan, and this Mu Qing has a very strange appearance, black hair and white skin, short as a dwarf, and can also control soul power, and was worshiped as "Blood Demon Balon" by the small tribe of the blood clan, and also gave him the gift of blood nourishment of the whole clan!

He had single-handedly slain the six-man squad of the Bones......

Could it be that this Mu Qing came to seek revenge?

"Someone!"

The shaman shouted. Immediately, a Soul Clan monk ran in from outside the house.

"Send someone to the Dulong Clan, pass the news of that Mu Qing over, and at the same time, let them send someone over to help!"

The Soul Clan monk took the order.

......

Another month has passed, and several rescue teams sent out one after another have sunk into the sea, and the tragedies in the tribe are still happening one after another, and they are getting worse, no matter how much prevention is effective. Now, more than half of the more than 500 Soul Clan cultivators of the Huaishan Clan have lost their ......

The danger of extermination!

Tu Luo finally couldn't sit still!

He ordered all his clansmen to gather near his wooden house and wait for them.

The move paid off, and for the next three days, no one was killed.

Tu Luo's heart was a little calm, thinking that this terrifying hunter should be afraid. However, he was wrong.

The reason why Mu Qing didn't do it for the past three days was because he wanted to refine and absorb what he had gained before: essence blood, origin power, and holy power!

The essence blood of more than two hundred Soul Clan cultivators was refined and purified, turning into Mu Qing's physical power.

The holy cores of more than two hundred soul clan cultivators were refined, and they were converted into Mu Qing's holy power cultivation at a ratio of about ten to one......

The absorption efficiency of the Origin Power was the lowest, only one or two percent, but the Origin Power of those Soul Clan cultivators was each strong, and together it was also a huge force.

The half-black, half-white demon fox in the Sea of Divine Consciousness became larger after obtaining these origin powers, and two essences appeared in his eyes, and Mu Qing's divine sense strength also increased!

With these snatched origin power and holy power, Mu Qing began to cultivate the "Blood Magic Eye"!

The speed of cultivation is unimaginably fast.

Three days later, a faint and invisible fine line appeared on Mu Qing's forehead and eyebrows, as if a trace had been lightly scratched with pale pink rouge. This is the embodiment of the extra powers.

Now, Mu Qing is really a little grateful to Ta Ling.

The place he sent himself to, although it was only a small interface smaller than the Spirit Realm, made him feel like a fish in water!

......

On the night of the fourth day, Turo finally saw with his own eyes the Bloodline hunter who had made him restless, even if it was only a shadow.

Shaped like the shadow of a dwarf.

This time, Mu Qing attacked head-on, killed six soul clan monks, devoured their soul origin with the technique of "soul hunting and shadowing" before they died, and fled away with six corpses before the large group of people and horses surrounded them.

There are also some Soul Clan monks who can do earth retreat, but there are only seven of them.

Three of these seven people are not very good at using their brains, so they urge the earth escape technique to catch up, and the consequences can be imagined: they will never go back!

Tu Luo can finally confirm that nine out of ten people who come are Mu Qing from the small tribe of the blood clan.

......

Only one day later, Mu Qing came again, this time even more ruthlessly, and no longer urged the "soul catching and shadowing" technique to devour the monk's divine soul origin, but rushed left and right to kill indiscriminately, killing more than fifty people in one go, and then retreated.

Of the tribe of more than 500 people, there are now less than 200 people left.

Tu Luo made the most helpless decision: the whole clan took refuge in the Dulong tribe, and while Mu Qing had just retreated, he would leave now!

However, Tu Luo didn't expect that their more than 100 retreats had just lit up.

A soft shout came from high in the sky: "What?

The voice was like a sharp sword, and like a death knell.

Everyone looked up at the sky at the same time, only to see that under the hazy moonlight, a shadow wearing a cloak of animal skin stood in the shadow of the moon, and the wind swept the robe, like a ghost!

For more than two months, all the Soul Clan monks in the Huaishan Department were frightened, and some people had long wanted to escape secretly, but those who had gone out to ask for help before had not been weak in cultivation, and they had not been able to come back, so how much life could they have if they escaped by themselves? It is better to stay warm in a group, after all, the shaman of this clan is a monk with a five-inch holy horn.

At this moment, in the face of Mu Qing, the killing god, the hunter of the blood clan, more than a hundred soul clan monks were silent!

They are used to "prestigiousness", how have they ever seen, heard, or thought that they would become the target of hunting by others?

Those bloods are like lambs, even if they sometimes encounter resistance, but they are very weak, and they can be slaughtered without all their strength, like pigs and dogs.

There are also strong people in the blood clan, but their soul clan also has those strong people in the big tribes to suppress. In front of the soul clan powerhouses, those blood clan powerhouses are still not enough to see, so they must be obedient and obedient.

Shaman Tu Luo finally spoke, and said in a deep voice: "You, that Mu Qing?"

Mu Qing chuckled and said, "If you know my name, you will be considered dead!"

Tu Luo said: "You are our soul clan, why do you want to help the blood clan? You must know that as long as you return to your own clan, with your strength, there will definitely be countless blood food to feed you!"

Mu Qing smiled again and said, "It doesn't matter what clan I am, the important thing is that I like to hunt with my own hands! Especially the soul clan! Your origin power is abundant, but it is a great supplement!"

"Just because of that Bloodline woman?" said Tu Luo angrily.

He learned from the information he got that at that time, the protruding bones went hunting, which indirectly caused a blood woman to die in childbirth. And this woman saved Mu Qing.

He didn't mention Attu, but as soon as he mentioned Atul, Mu Qing's body suddenly burst out with an incomparably violent and ferocious aura, and the cloak was driven by this breath, and it fluttered.

"You're talking too much!"

This sentence was broken out by Mu Qing biting her back molars word by word.

The next moment, Mu Qing's shadow disappeared in place, and instantly appeared in another direction, urging the magic of both hands, and with a mouth, a wave of qi condensed by cold qi erupted out, like a long river rolling, rushing straight to the team of soul clan monks below!

It is the strongest blow after the completion of the first layer of the Glacier Sunset Technique - Ice River Falling from the Sky!