Among the tens of thousands of heads, like pulling weeds, Qin Feng pulled out this evil ghost head alive.

A hundred feet away in front of him, this head was controlled by Qin Feng with spiritual power in the air, and the pair of dark pupils that looked at Qin Feng were filled with fear!

These demon heads were all condensed by Fan Bo's last life sacrifice, and as for the Nine Ghost Immortals, Qin Feng didn't know it.

If there is a chance to meet it in the future, I will definitely beat that goods to calm the hatred and anger of being trapped for so long.

And currently...

It's about solving this thing.

His eyes were cold, Qin Feng swept over the head of the evil ghost that he was holding in the air, his eyes of struggle and fear, his long hair that was scattered, and the fangs that were exposed outside his mouth.

The rest of the demon heads, seeing that this head was caught, were also panicked at this time, and they all rushed towards Qin Feng and Nangong Yiren like crazy.

The head of the evil ghost struck, and the blue sword was horizontal!

All of a sudden, a screaming sword roared into the sky.

The Canglan Sword that rose vertically and horizontally slashed the heads of these rushing demons, not a single one left, and turned them into ashes.

"This is it. ”

The Nangong Yiren beside Qin Feng, wearing a purple skirt with a suspender belt, fluttered lightly in the wind, looked at the one that was raised by Qin Feng from the tens of thousands of heads, and suddenly shouted.

The intuition of the Celestial Maiden's spirits... You can't go wrong.

"Hmm. ”

Qin Feng nodded, but before destroying this evil ghost's head, Qin Feng had one more thing to do.

His eyebrows suddenly froze, and there was a divine sense from between his eyebrows, like a sharp sword, which instantly sank into the head of the demon that was controlled, Qin Feng wanted to know...

That withered old man, where did he come from, and what did he come to this cloud and water realm for.

After all, a cave void cultivator, unless he eats too much, will come to such a barbarian small world, and finally die here, strange, really strange.

However...

When Qin Feng's divine sense submerged into this evil ghost head, what he got was a blank space, this evil ghost head, except for some simple instincts, there was nothing.

A cold color flashed in Qin Feng's eyes, and he raised his hand and pinched it casually.

The head of the demon that was grabbed in the air, with a painful hideous look on its disgusting face, then let out a terrible wail, and then with a 'bang', it completely dissipated into black smoke.

This head disintegrated, followed by the rest of the heads that were constantly rushing towards Qin Feng, and they all exploded in wailing.

As Qin Feng had predicted before, as long as this one was extinguished, the rest would dissipate, and the predicament could be solved.

The demon's head dissipated, and the long-lost sky light fell on the ice, reflecting the warm sun, and the ice flashed with cold light, and the goose feathers fluttered and fell.

Qin Feng didn't hesitate at all, and after solving the predicament, his divine sense burst out in an instant, coming out of the northern land, covering Kyushu...

A pair of sword eyebrows furrowed violently.

In that eye... It has a cold glow!

Even the Nangong Yiren beside him felt the anger emanating from Qin Feng's body!

Corpses are everywhere...

A river of blood...

Mountains of broken bones!

Qin Feng's divine consciousness had just swept over the two prefectures of Ji and Yong, and the scene he saw had completely ignited the anger in his heart.

In Qin Feng's concept, it is okay to fight for Kyushu! If you have the ability, you will come! As long as you can kill Lao Tzu, it is all yours!

The battle between the monks, no matter how many people die, Qin Feng can not care, become a king or defeat a king, and succeed in ten thousand bones, this is the iron law of fighting for hegemony in ancient times, Qin Feng is not a soft-hearted person.

But...

Kill mortals!

Kill those unarmed ordinary people!

And it's a massive massacre, which is unbearable!

Because once, he Qin Feng was also a mortal!

The fists clenched violently, and Qin Feng's eyes erupted with fierce killing intent.

"What's wrong?"

Nangong Yiren felt the increasingly intense killing intent on Qin Feng's body, and couldn't help but be a little frightened on his face, and couldn't help but ask out loud.

"It's fine. ”

What answered him was Qin Feng's slightly cold voice.

Holding Nangong Yiren's hand, Qin Feng rose into the sky, and at the same time, a golden streamer crossed the sky, catching the two of them, and then... In the direction of Yuzhou, gallop away!

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Yuzhou, Xiancheng.

At this moment, Yuzhou is also a mess, all regions, cities and counties are all bleeding, and mortals are dying one after another.

The situation in Kyushu, hell on earth.

However, compared with the other eight states, Yuzhou is obviously much better.

After all, these Heavenly Star Sect disciples, as soon as they entered Yuzhou, the first thing they did was to rush to the Immortal City, so they didn't have time to deal with those mortals, and then they could be regarded as saving those mortals, and they were spared the difficulty of life and death in a short time.

Immortal City, Jing, Qing, Yong, Liang, Yan, Xu, Yang, Ji, outside the eight gates, millions of Heavenly Star Sect disciples surrounded the entire Immortal City.

Those who have fought hard are generally attacking the city, but the fairy city is the fairy city, and it is by no means so easy to capture, it is actually supported by force, and there is no sign of being breached.

On the walls of the Eight Gates, there were countless Yunshui monks, also a million or more, all of them looking at the Heavenly Star Sect disciples who were constantly pouring outside.

For Yunshui cultivators...

Battle of Immortal City!

It will be a decisive battle!

If they are defeated, this Kyushu will no longer be their homeland, but their purgatory.

Death, it's only a matter of time.

At the top of Tongxian Pavilion, Dongfang Qing stood here alone, looking from here... can take in the scenes outside the eight gates.

The Celestial Star Cultists, who looked almost boundless, were like a sea of people.

In his eyes, there was a touch of sadness...

Guard?!

Dongfang Qing smiled.

How to keep?!

Mo said that these Immortal Alliance monks in front of him were twice as many as the number and ten times more, and it would be useless.

Avatar... Far from what they could keep.

In the eyes of the gods, they are ants!

At this time, suddenly the direction of Qingmen began to stir... The monks on the city wall were all looking at the distant sky beyond the green gate, and a black oppressive Heavenly Star Cultist appeared.

At least above the millions!

And in the center of this million Heavenly Star Cultists, there was a big turtle like a continent, with a 'black bowl' with a black light on its back, and the huge head of the turtle was reflected in everyone's eyes, shocking people's hearts.

Especially those monks who had never seen the giant ao, they were even more shocked to see it one by one.

Even if it's Dongfang Qing...

When you really see this giant turtle with your own eyes, the last remaining glimmer of hope in your heart is also completely extinguished with this glance and with the arrival of the giant turtle.

And... He saw that the 'black bowl' was Penglai.

War...

There is no hope of victory at all, what to fight!

Desolation, despair, abandonment...

This atmosphere permeated the entire immortal city, seeping into this last Yunshui cultivator.

Morale, low to the extreme.