Han Yun looked at the bustling demon cultists below, and his eyes gradually turned crazy blood red.
"Thick soil nourishes health, the soil of Kun! Town!"
Han Yun silently recited the formula in his heart, and then pressed down with both hands, and the entire ground of the formation sank more than three feet in an instant.
Those demon cultists who were caught off guard immediately fell down and fell to their knees.
This move stunned the surrounding onlookers.
"What kind of method is this? He can control thunder, he can control wind, he can release fire and water, and now he can actually make the ground sink?"
"Is this still Taoism? I'm afraid the experienced Taoists of Yin Yang Sect can't do this."
"Don't talk about the Yin Yang Sect. I have never heard of such methods in the past. He is a god, right?"
"Whoever says in the future that Taoism in the world is all about Yin and Yang, I will be the first to refuse to accept it. The number one in this Taoism in the world is clearly Qingyu!"
"Originally, I wasn't optimistic that Qingyu could win, but now it seems that Qingyu has these ever-changing magical methods, and it will be difficult for the leader of the Demon Cult to defeat him."
"Qingyu is worthy of admiration. He is really the number one person in Okawa Taoism."
"I don't know how he compares to Han Yun, the number one martial artist in Okawa."
"These two are my young talents in Dachuan, and they are still the best two. There is no comparison."
"Look, what is that! What is Qingyu going to do!"
Suddenly someone shouted, and everyone's eyes focused on the battlefield again.
At this time, many demon cultists had already stood firm and were ready to use Qinggong to jump up. However, how could Han Yun let them succeed?
Han Yun fought again,
"Annihilate the sky, destroy the river, destroy!"
In an instant, the originally flat pit turned into a swamp, and the soil seemed to have magic power, tightly grabbing the thousands of demon believers.
Han Yun's face was a little pale, and he was able to control thousands of people at once, including some strong ones. It was also very difficult for his consciousness and spiritual power.
"Qingyu, what are you going to do!"
"Let us out!"
"Bitch thief, when I get up there, I'm going to skin you and cramp you!"
"Master! Master, help me!"
The demon cultists below were all wailing loudly, and suddenly, a pillar of fire shot straight down from the formation in the sky.
"Burn the sky and boil the sea, the fire of Li, burn!"
The pillar of fire rushed straight into the pit, and the demon cultists in the middle who bore the brunt were burned to ashes in an instant. Then, the flames swept away in all directions, and the pit immediately became a sea of fire.
Thousands of people screamed one after another, and those with weak internal strength were burned to coke on the spot.
But they are still lucky. What is more painful are those who have strong internal strength and can withstand it. They will suffer for a longer time...
Sky-shaking screams resounded throughout the silent night, and the sky-shaking fire lit up this hell on earth.
Killing thousands of people at once was a bit hard to accept, even given Han Yun's temperament, but it also completely inspired his madness and ferocity.
This time, he came here with the purpose of destroying the enemy. He wanted everyone in the world to know how ferocious Qing Yu was, so as to frighten those young people with evil intentions.
Han Yun's eyes were blood red. He looked at the hundreds of strong men who were still struggling below, and his heart became fierce again. The True Fire of Samadhi instantly entered the Fire of Li and swept into the pit below.
The true fire of Samadhi burns nothing, and its power is far more powerful than the fire of Taoism. The people who were still alive below were immediately burned to coke, and then directly turned into ashes.
In the end, even the flying ashes were burned into nothingness by the true fire of Samadhi.
Then, Han Yun waved his hand again, the Kun character on the Bagua array lit up, and the land returned to its original state, as if nothing had happened.
But everyone has seen with their own eyes that this place was once a purgatory. Thousands of people were trapped and killed here, and thousands of innocent souls were buried underneath.
The battlefield fell into silence.
Even the five people who were besieging Fairy Xuanyi were shocked by Han Yun's move.
The people watching from a distance were all cold, some were dumbfounded, and some were so timid that they were so frightened that they vomited directly.
"This... what kind of method is this? He... he can actually kill a thousand warriors in one breath?"
"He is not a god, he is a devil. He is a ghost crawling out of hell. Humans cannot do such things. It is too terrible, too terrible..."
"He is really a devil. How could there be such a cruel and ruthless person in the world? The person he killed was not the devil's sect. He is the real devil's sect, right?"
"The old demon Qing...the old demon Qing..."
"No, I can't stand it anymore, I have to leave!"
"I also want to see who is more powerful, the old demon Qing or the leader of the demon sect."
Everyone has everything they say.
Wang Fugui was stunned, but he covered Xin'er's eyes tightly. When Han Yun made a big pit and trapped everyone in it, he vaguely guessed what Han Yun was going to do.
He didn't want this horrific scene in purgatory to become a lingering nightmare for this child's life.
On the top of the tree in the distance, Qi Xiaoyu, who had been firing arrows to attack before, had already stopped what he was doing and looked at the scene in front of him with dumbfounded eyes.
In the past, when Qingyu taught her martial arts, his figure overlapped with that of the most admired Hall Master Han in her heart, but now, it has been completely torn apart.
Han Yun, who is highly respected and compassionate, would never do such a thing.
And Qingyu does this kind of thing, it seems...
Pretty normal.
Fairy Xuanyi stared blankly at the pale figure in the sky with a somewhat hollow body, and her mind was filled with the childish appearance of the three-year-old child she had just taken over from the master.
She was only nineteen years old at that time, and she could never have imagined that the child in her arms would become the terrifying devil who burned a thousand people alive.
Chai Yuan's face was expressionless, showing no emotion or anger.
Chen Wuhui was a little surprised, then smiled freely and didn't take it to heart.
And the leader of the Demon Cult...
Because Han Yun spent most of his energy and aura on trapping and killing the thousands of demon cultists, he had much less control over the armillary sphere, and the demon cult leader finally got out of trouble.
He stared blankly at the flat ground, his expression gradually becoming ferocious.
He asked his men to hold Han Yun back and buy him time to break the suppression. His men did it, but at the cost of their lives.
With a fierce look in his eyes, he stared at Han Yun, wishing to cut him into pieces immediately.
It wasn't that he felt sorry for those men, but that he brought so many people out and they all died. If he couldn't go back with the enemy's heads, he would probably be impeached and accused by the elders.
His position as leader may be shaken.
"Next, it's your turn."
The leader of the Demon Cult raised his head and looked at the source of the sound, the young man with blood-red eyes.