The villain of quick wear

Chapter 662

Dark and evil, covering the sky and the sun.

The human monks raised their heads one after another, showing expressions of disbelief.

"This, this frightening evil spirit actually comes from the Qingshan Immortal."

"With such a strong evil spirit, Immortal Qingshan might have already been possessed by demons."

"The devil, the evil of the devil, we were led by this kind of person to attack the Holy Land of the Spiritual Realm."

"Although the Holy Land of the Spiritual Realm is the site of monsters, it rarely slaughters humans. Song Qingshan's incitement to the sects of the fairy sect has sinister intentions. It must provoke a war between us righteous monks and monsters. The demons can sit back and enjoy their success."

The human monks diverged their thinking and spoke with style.

Song Qingshan sneered and wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth, "You have discovered my true face, so I will keep you, all of you will die!"

"Song Qingshan, although you are an immortal and an old monster in the tribulation period, but we have a large number of people, and in a real fight, it is not certain who will win and who will lose."

"Song Qingshan, you are the leader of the righteous way, but you are secretly cultivating evil and heretics. The world will not tolerate it, and the world will not tolerate it."

Song Qingshan laughed and said, "Really?"

Song Qingshan bit his wrist, and thick blood flowed down.

Everyone was shocked and stared at Song Qingshan for a moment.

"Everyone, look at Song Qingshan's feet, there is a formation."

"What formation is that? I've never seen it before."

"This formation, I seem to have seen it before, it is... a sacrifice and repayment formation."

When forming the coalition of human monks, Song Qingshan spent a lot of time praying for blessings.

At that time, in the eyes of everyone, Song Qingshan did not hesitate to spend a hundred years of skill to enhance their luck, but now it seems that he has ulterior motives. He made a second plan early - offering sacrifices to feed back the formation.

The Sacrifice and Feedback Magic Circle is a different kind among different kinds. It sacrifices the life of the common people in the world to the evil god, and the evil god feeds back a little bit of power to the sacrificer.

The evil god is an ancient god with the same status as the God of Creation, and the slightest amount of power he feeds back is enough to raise Song Qingshan to a higher level.

The sacrificial and refeeding formation is unbreakable, and tens of thousands of human monks sacrificed to the ancient evil gods.

In the dark sky in between, an extremely huge palm pierced through the clouds and mists, and the sharp nails were extremely black, shining with a frightening black light.

The five slender fingers were slightly closed, and tens of thousands of human monks were completely destroyed.

"Song Qingshan, you will die badly."

"I regret, I hate, why should I listen to Song Qingshan."

"If Lin Bing Xianzun is still there, why is it here, why is it here!"

At this moment, everyone remembered the benefits of Jinran.

When their souls were scattered, they kept calling for Jinran.

A moment later, the Holy Land of the Spiritual Realm was in a mess, and Song Qingshan looked up to the sky and laughed wildly.

"This is the power of the ancient evil god. It's so strong, it's actually stronger than the Dao of Heaven in Feixian Continent."

Song Qingshan's eyes were red, his black hair fluttered, and his white clothes, which were not stained with dust, fluttered in the strong wind.

Song Qingshan faintly realized that at this moment, he could easily ascend to the fairy world by forcefully surviving the thunder calamity.

Song Qingshan suppressed the ever-rising realm, he can't go to the fairyland now, he still has to take care of his precious disciple Wen Huayu.

Xiao Baihu and Su Jingtian at the side felt desperate, are they going to die here?

Song Qingshan quietly set up a sacrificial and reciprocal formation in the allied army of human monks. The allied army of human monks was destroyed in an instant, but the monsters in the Holy Land of the Spiritual Realm remained.

"You are the lackeys of that bitch Su Jinran, damn it."

Song Qingshan frowned, and the sky and the earth rolled up with a strong wind, which was like a blade, wantonly cutting the earth.

Su Jingtian and the other big monsters tried their best to block them, but the gust of wind easily broke through their defenses.

With a few puffs, tens of thousands of monsters turned into bloody water, moistening the ground of the Holy Land of the Spiritual Realm.

As the owner of the Holy Land of the Spiritual Realm, seeing the friends who grew up together and the juniors who grew up were killed one by one, the little white tiger became red-eyed, and immediately wanted to burn his soul and perish with Song Qingshan.

(End of this chapter)