Seeing this scene, the ancestor of Hetu was struck by a bolt from the blue, as if the whole world had collapsed.
He spent thousands of years cultivating the Night Demon incarnation, and the amount of effort he put into it was countless.
But at this moment, right in front of him, the incarnation of the Night Demon was destroyed.
But he could do nothing but watch.
An unprecedented hatred surged violently in his heart, burning like a flame.
"You little beast, you must die a happy death!"
Ancestor Hetu's expression was extremely ferocious. He looked like an evil ghost and pounced towards Qin Mo.
The sun has set in the west and the sky is dark.
Suddenly, a blazing light suddenly appeared, and the calamity fire descended, covering the soul of the ancestor of Hetu, burning it into blue smoke.
Qin Mo didn't even move. He just glared at the opponent with his thunder eyes, triggering the catastrophe of wind and fire.
Ancestor Hetu is dead!
One of the most authoritative members of the Blood Cloud Sect, a golden elixir master who had been rampant in the ice field for thousands of years, unexpectedly died in front of everyone.
Countless casual cultivators who were watching were all shocked by this scene.
But no one dared to say a word, and even their breathing was deliberately made lighter, for fear of alarming the man who looked like a murderous god.
Qin Mo looked at the casual cultivators around him, without saying anything, he just shook his head slightly.
He didn't pay any attention to these guys who were just enjoying the fun.
The most urgent task is to hunt down Ancestor Youxuan and snatch Meng Feixue back.
"Time is a bit tight. Ancestor Youxuan is afraid that he won't be able to stay for a while and will go straight to the main altar."
Although Qin Mo destroyed the Corpse King Valley, he didn't look relaxed.
Ancestor Youxuan witnessed the destruction of Chiyun Mountain and Corpse King Valley, and even Ancestor Hetu died at the hands of Qin Mo.
He had a completely new understanding of Qin Mo's strength.
There are five lines of defense next, but based on Ancestor Youxuan's inference, none of them can truly threaten Qin Mo.
The safest choice is to return to the main altar as soon as possible and hand Meng Feixue over to the Demon God.
When we arrived at the main altar, there was a demon god standing guard, and the deterrent effect was still very strong.
Qin Mo also knew this, so he didn't dare to delay and just turned into light and left.
…
Half an hour later.
On the third branch of the Bloody Cloud Gate, on a very high mountain peak, a man's figure is standing.
"Where is Ancestor Youxuan?"
Qin Mo stepped on a bloody old man.
The Taoist robe on the old man's body was in tatters, as if it had been torn to pieces by a brute force.
As for his cheek, it was swollen like a pig's head and had long been beyond recognition.
His right hand was completely twisted, and there was still a talisman between his fingertips that he had not had time to activate.
Wails came out in waves, extremely shrill.
On the mountain road, there were countless corpses lying everywhere.
Blood flowed down the mountain road and had penetrated halfway up the mountain.
The whole scene is extremely brutal.
"Tsk, tsk, I really didn't expect that the first generation Fu King of Zi Qiong Mountain would lose so miserably?"
"Even the ancestor of Hetu was killed, let alone King Fu?"
"Purple Dome Mountain was also destroyed, it was so overbearing!"
The casual cultivators followed the show all the way.
However, Qin Mo was traveling faster, and by the time they arrived at Purple Dome Mountain, the battle was already over.
Zi Qiong Mountain is also an ancient sect with a longer history than the Corpse King Valley.
Eighty percent of the Talisman monks on the ice sheet came from here.
At its most glorious time, Ziqiong Mountain also sat on the throne of the first sect in the ice field.
As time has passed, Ziqiong Mountain has become a lackey of demons and gods, working as an aide for tigers.
The current head of Ziqiong Mountain, the old man who was stepped on by Qin Mo, also benefited from the demon god and became the number one talisman master in the ice field.
Unfortunately, in the face of Qin Mo's absolute strength, his spells were completely ineffective.
In less than a stick of incense, King Fu was lying in front of Qin Mo.
"How long has Ancestor Youxuan been gone?"
Qin Mo's face was extremely cold.
A pair of sharp eyes that seem to be able to kill someone.
"It's been half an hour."
King Fu said tremblingly.
Qin Mo frowned and suddenly exerted force on the sole of his foot. There was a click, the ground shook slightly, and blood mixed with brain matter spurted all over the ground.
At this point, the third line of defense of Blood Cloud Sect, Ziqiong Mountain, was destroyed.
Qin Mo didn't stop for a moment and went straight to the next helm.
"Follow up quickly, follow up quickly."
"The next branch is Black Sun Canyon."
"Black Sun Canyon is usually very arrogant, but this time it will be unlucky, hehe..."
Many casual cultivators gathered their friends and followed Qin Mo's footsteps, rushing to Black Sun Canyon.
…
Another half hour passed.
Black Sun Canyon is littered with corpses and rivers of blood.
Unfortunately, Qin Mo still failed to catch up with Ancestor Youxuan.
Although Ancestor Youxuan was far slower than Qin Mo, there were many obstacles along the way, which seriously slowed down Qin Mo's pursuit.
"My God, Black Sun Canyon can't even compete with a cup of tea."
"Qin Mo is simply the King of Hell who came to ask for his life."
The people watching the excitement were all in a state of confusion.
In everyone’s impression, Black Sun Canyon is huge and powerful, with profound foundations and several quasi-gold elixirs.
Compared to Purple Dome Mountain, Black Sun Canyon's overall strength is undoubtedly stronger.
But what is shocking is that Black Sun Canyon died the fastest. Qin Mo used the guillotine twice in a row and killed 99% of the disciples.
The few remaining quasi-gold elixirs, despite all their efforts, could not escape the bad luck.
"Looking at this trend, the 'White Bone Plains', 'Seven Star Village', and 'Glacier Ferry' behind me may not be able to stop this guy's firepower."
"He won't really want to kill the Xueyunmen main altar, right?"
Many casual cultivators were talking about it.
Qin Mo has already destroyed four of the seven branches of the Blood Cloud Sect, and the remaining three lines of defense can only slow down Qin Mo's progress.
The comprehensive strength of Baiguyuan and Qixing Village is about the same as that of Black Sun Canyon, which is just a stick of incense.
As for the last line of defense, the glacier ferry, it is a bit difficult.
The disciples stationed at Glacier Ferry are not very strong, but due to the special geographical location, it is still a bit troublesome for outsiders to break through.
The glacier is a long river surrounding the Xueyunmen main altar, somewhat similar to the effect of a moat.
The glacier is more than a thousand feet wide and the cold air is so heavy that even if you fall into the Tianfu realm, you will be frozen immediately.
However, Qin Mo has too many tricks, and crossing this ice river is not a problem at all.
After crossing the glacier, you will find the hinterland of the Seventh Branch.
There is no doubt that the seventh rudder also collapsed within a short period of time.
Chiyun Mountain, Corpse King Valley, Purple Dome Mountain, Black Sun Canyon, White Bone Plains, Qixing Village, Glacier Ferry.
The seven lines of defense that the Blood Cloud Sect had worked so hard to build all collapsed overnight.
Qin Mo's miracle of annihilating seven sects spread quickly across the ice field like a plague.