Qin Cheng's pupils contracted slightly. He just got a little contaminated, and his mind felt a little dizzy and his eyes were blurred.

If you get too involved, you will die immediately.

And judging from the speed of the poisonous fog, I don’t know how much area it has been saved.

"What's the matter with this giant dome? The skin is so strong that it's hard to destroy. It's a poison that you can't even withstand." Fu Mo couldn't help but complain.

"But at least it proves that it is not related to the holy beast."

Whoosh!

The two of them no longer hesitated and quickly returned to the starting point when they came.

While retreating, Qincheng never stopped to portray divine patterns.

Now the poisonous fog cannot be collected, but it must not break through the formation pattern and pass it on to the bloody storm.

Otherwise, the Shadow Palace will find that he is plaguing the tragedy, but there are formations outside the bloody pounding. Once the poisonous fog goes out, the one who dies is the first to die.

And here, when he was distracted and retreated quickly, Qin Cheng gently shook off the blood stained on his palms on his face on the ring.

Two bloody bodies fell not far ahead of him.

There was silence among several temples in the distance, and many monks looked solemn, even trembling and fearful.

These two fallen people were not the two Taoists who took the lead and challenged Qincheng before.

In fact, the two men were reduced to corpses just the moment they took the stage.

These two Taoists are known for their body speed. The monks thought they were the nemesis of Qincheng, but no one expected that Qincheng would be faster.

The battle began, and the two Taoists did not even give them any chance to show their body skills. The cultivators only saw Qin Cheng flashing, and two big holes were added to the two of them.

The violent fist light smashed the two of them into pieces, as easy as breaking tofu, and even their souls were directly crushed by the rampant spiritual energy.

These two Taoists were still immersed in the joy of taking advantage of the situation and did not recover. Their bodies flew out like broken sacks, and they became ghosts on the road to the underworld in the next second.

The hall temporarily retained by the participants of the Bloody Beast is not the only one where the Taoist is.

When Qincheng's clone and the talisman demon penetrated deep into the bloody ground, Qincheng had killed three pairs of monks who fought with him.

The two corpses that had just fallen in front of me were the opponents of the Fourth Battle.

All the cultivators present stared at each other.

Ruthless and ruthless, taking action is a thunderous means.

Qincheng at this time was indeed completely different from before.

"Luckily, I'm slow to react."

The monk who regretted being taken first by the two of them had his legs weakened and he collapsed on the ground.

Some monks also had their eyelids trembled and rubbed their foreheads with cold sweat that appeared at some point.

They are still envious of the three powerful men who took action before, but now it seems that this is simply a terrible death talisman.

"This Kyushu Sword God seems to be different from before."

"It's really different. If he was like a god of war before, he is now a god of killing."

"This shows that he didn't use all his strength before. It was me who underestimated this person."

Someone looked solemn.

When facing Xue Tu, Qincheng also showed his strength.

The old man Black Wind also radiated the wind blade and was killed by Qincheng.

Even the Lu brothers fought for a long time today.

At this time, Qin Cheng did not give the other party a chance to speak or use his means, and he started to kill. There was no unnecessary means at all, only the purest fatal method of one blow.

Qin Cheng used the same method to deal with these six people, approaching at an extremely high speed, piercing through with one punch, and shattering the Taoist body and soul.


Chapter completed!