Chapter 67: Killing of monsters, brutal battle!
Qin Heng, this is Qin Heng!
Upon hearing this voice, the higher-ups of Lingxiao Holy Land instantly became excited.

They had all seen the battle footage above Dongsheng City.

To the terrifying man who gave life to all things in the world and easily killed Shen Tongyuan.

His voice will never be forgotten.

However, their expressions were different.

"Qin Heng!"

"Damn it!"

"Master Qin Heng, please give me a chance."

Lu Qingning and other people who were close to Zhou Ping were all furious.

However, Xu Zhizhang and others were somewhat looking forward to it.

They really didn't have the confidence to negotiate with these bloodthirsty and brutal monsters.

It feels like it's useless to say anything. It's not surprising that they suddenly scatter your ashes the next second.

But Qin Heng is different.

After all, we are human beings and compatriots.

It's impossible that we are like these monsters and treat them as animals.

And the most commendable thing is that Qin Heng is the undisputed leader of these monsters.

As long as he nods, the current crisis can be easily resolved.

Whoosh whoosh————

From the other side of the sky, a handsome young man wearing an exquisite black robe with the sun, moon and stars embroidered on the fabric appeared.

He stepped forward from the sky.

It was Qin Heng, the leader of the Demon-Suppressing Sect and the supreme ruler of the Ten Thousand Demons Holy Land.

"Greetings to King Qin Heng!"

"Greetings to King Qin Heng!"

"Greetings to King Qin Heng!"

The group of monsters who had been so casual just now suddenly became stiff-faced.

They consciously separated and floated in the air on both sides, leaving a path in the middle, and knelt down.

Qin Heng flew indifferently from the middle.

On both sides, there were a group of monsters with huge bodies and ferocious faces, like gods and demons.

Apart from anything else, the cup serving is definitely high-end.

The visual impact it brought to Lingxiao Holy Land and all forces in Middle-earth was absolutely astonishing.

This is also Qin Heng’s main purpose.

After such an operation, his own demon point balance has immediately exceeded 9 points.

"If you want to submit to my Demon Suppression Sect, it's not impossible."

Qin Heng's next words rekindled hope in the hearts of many sword cultivators in Lingxiao Holy Land.

Not to mention Xu Zhizhang and other staunch surrenderists.

Even Lu Qingning and others stopped shouting and talking.

The main reason is the current situation. If we confront the Demon-Suppressing Sect, we won't have any chance of winning at all.

It would be better to avoid the sharp edge first.

It is never too late for a gentleman to take revenge, even ten or a hundred years later.

Only by staying alive can I have the chance to pay tribute to and comfort the souls of my master and junior brother Shen in heaven.

"However, the premise is that you have not provoked my Demon Suppression Sect."

“Lingxiao Holy Land actually dared to take the initiative to attack the Southern Region?
Then there is no need for it to exist, just destroy it."

Qin Heng's cold words rang out.

This was equivalent to sentencing Lingxiao Holy Land to death and shattering its last glimmer of hope.

“Hahahahahahahahaha, go!”

"As ordered."

"Don't compete with me for it. I will definitely kill this old man with red beard."

“Hahahahahahahahaha, King Qin Heng, I, the Bloody Ghostly Heavenly Wolf, have been waiting for you to say this.”

In an instant, the group of monsters burst out with powerful Tao rhythm fluctuations and collectively rushed towards the Lingxiao Holy Land.

Qin Heng, however, continued to watch all this calmly and coldly.

Just kill the leader and stop?
For the sake of our fellow human beings, should we let these sword cultivators go?
how is this possible.

This is a great opportunity to make the Demon-Suppressing Sect's reputation known throughout Middle-earth.

Kill all those who dare to invade the Demon-Suppressing Sect. This is the only way to make the world fear and submit.

Otherwise, would you always be soft-hearted and let others look down on you, and then be caught in the Soul Refining Banner and tortured?
Isn't that just pure illness?

As for conquering a holy land, it would add manpower and foundation to one's own sect.

It is indeed beneficial. But it is far less than the demon point benefits that can be obtained by destroying Lingxiao Holy Land.

Once the deterrent force is completely imprinted in the hearts of the people on the mainland, it will not be too late to conquer some forces for your own use.

There is no need to give this short-sighted Lingxiao Holy Land a chance to regret.

"Qin Heng!"

"You are a scum of the human race."

"Formation, formation!"

"Fight your way out!"

After hearing this, the sword cultivators realized that it would be impossible for them to leave safely today.

Whoosh whoosh————

The blue, white and red sword intent condensed and converged into one.

These large sword formations, which often consisted of hundreds or even thousands of people, quickly merged together in the air.

When the pure sword intent is combined together, it can even allow these Martial Emperors to unleash the combat power of Martial Masters!

If a strong person at the Martial Sect level takes the lead and briefly bursts out the combat power of a Martial Saint, there is also a chance.

This is one of the major preparations made by Lingxiao Holy Land for this battle.

Not only did we practice urgently for a long time.

He also purchased a large number of precious Sword Heart Pills and asked everyone to swallow them before coming.

In this way, different and complex sword intentions can be more easily gathered together and produce qualitative changes.

However, in the face of the huge gap in strength, all this is in vain.

Boom boom boom boom boom boom!

The monsters unleashed colorful magical attacks.

Thousands of ice needles shot out with a whistling sound.

A ball of sky fire that was so hot that it burned and distorted the surrounding air.

A giant rock dragon roars loudly.

The moment these magical powers came into contact with the secret sword techniques that erupted from the Lingxiao Holy Land.

They will destroy it with ease.

The sword cultivators of Lingxiao Holy Land shouted angrily, but they could not change the fate of their destruction.

Bang bang bang bang!
The broken bodies of sword cultivators fell from the air one after another.

And more of them were directly annihilated by the powerful Tao energy and evaporated and dissipated between heaven and earth.

This war that consumed the entire holy land was too brutal for Ling Xiao.

All the forces in Middle-earth who were watching at this moment all had the same idea in mind: throwing an egg against a rock.

One after another, the strong men who mastered the sword art died.

Let the rain of Tao from heaven and earth fall continuously.

The bloodthirsty appearance of the demon lords seemed as if everything had returned to eighty thousand years ago.

It's different from before.

In the rear, a human was commanding everything.

Feel the beauty of the reminder sound of the demon point in your mind.

Qin Heng narrowed his eyes slightly.

They guard humanity silently, and there are even no rumors about the Demon-Suppressing Sect in the world.

No one knew the contributions they had made, and in the end the sect was completely destroyed?
Anyone who wants to be this kind of frustrated punching bag can be one.

In this life, what I, Qin Heng, want to do is to completely control all the monsters.

Those human beings who make him unhappy and dissatisfied will be killed.

Only those who are respectful and sincerely submit will be protected.

This is the right way.

Boom boom boom boom boom!

Although the battle was fierce, it did not last long due to the huge gap in strength.

After about a minute.

There was no longer a single living swordsman from the Lingxiao Holy Land in the world.

The Taoist rain dripped down, pouring on these terrifying and huge demon lords, washing away the bloodstains.

boom!
A bolt of lightning flashed down.

The faces of Qin Heng and the group of monsters were reflected.

With one command, all the monsters come out!

This scene will become an indelible nightmare in the hearts of countless martial arts masters in Middle-earth.

(End of this chapter)