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Chapter 995: The Evil Clan is Destroyed
"Ancestor!"

At the horizon, the moment the Xiesheng Ancestor was wiped out by the empress’s divine power, his sigh echoed in all directions.

Cries of grief were heard one after another from the tribesmen of the Holy Land of Evil.

But the next moment, an endless sea of ​​fire engulfed everything.

Wherever the sea of ​​fire passed, its power of destruction covered everything, and then gathered inside the Holy Mountain, inside the stone gate that was opened by the evil ancestor before his death.

With fire, close this door.

Afterwards, the large army of monks from all directions suddenly moved.

Like a giant hand descending from the sky, carrying the power of heaven and the intent to kill, it fell towards the Evil Holy Mountain with a loud bang.

The meaning of death enveloped the entire Xiesheng clan.

At this moment, emotions of fear and despair occupied the minds of every member of the Xiesheng tribe. Some turned into trembling and instinctively chose to escape.

Some of them turned into madness.

As for the elders who took over the will of the tribe after the death of the ancestor, their eyes were bloodshot and they flew out one by one, calling on the entire tribe to try to resist.

But the next moment, there was a loud bang, and a big hand fell directly.

The mountain was shaking and the roar was deafening.

The resistance of the Xiesheng people suddenly collapsed under this giant hand. Countless Xiesheng people vomited blood, but there were still figures flying out in an instant, still struggling.

But under the momentum of that giant hand, everything was destroyed and fell the same way it flew.

With a wave of this hand, the army of monks that made up this big hand flew out like a swarm of bees, rushing towards the mountain like a tidal wave.

For a moment, shrill sounds, crazy roars, and wailing sounds intertwined and echoed in all directions.

The mountain tremors became more violent, cracks were spreading on the surface every moment, and large amounts of rocks were falling off.

Killing broke out in every area.

The armies from the human race, the armies from Fenghai County, the armies from Jiyue and the Seven Blood Eyes were too numerous. Even though this holy mountain was huge and vast, it could not accommodate such a large number.

So only a part of the elite monks rushed in.

Even so, the entire area of ​​this holy mountain was still invaded.

In just a moment, a fierce battle broke out and the corpses of the Xiesheng clan were scattered everywhere.

However, more cultivators on Xu Qing's side were blocking the outside world.

The heaven and earth, the void, the laws, and the forbidden sea within the holy mountain are all locked up with formations, making it impossible for any evil cultivators within to escape to the sky or the ground.

The only inevitable fate that awaits the Xiesheng clan is genocide.

There is no other option.

As the sounds of killing spread in the Holy Mountain, Xu Qing's figure appeared wherever the sounds rose and fell, erupting silently with the power of sound.

Wherever he passed, sounds appeared and disappeared, heads flew, flesh and blood collapsed, and murderous intent was shocking.

He needs to kill.

The experiences of the past ten days had made him nervous, especially the process of being hunted, which made him feel like a stray dog, extremely miserable.

After constantly running around, the physical body collapsed again and again, and the pain it brought, has now turned into a raging murderous intent.

Xu Qing is not a person who likes to suffer losses.

Killing is also the norm in his life.

Originally, the Holy Land and he could live in peace.

He didn't want to come into conflict with the Holy Land so soon. He just wanted to wait for the arrival of the Dragon Chariot Giant. However, the greed of the Lord's Son and the Protector was too obvious.

In that case, then... just kill him.

Then the wind rose from the sea, causing waves, rolling up the sea water, and blowing onto the holy mountain, gathering together with the killing here, and spreading from the bottom to the top.

At the foot of the mountain, a Guixu cultivator from the Xiesheng clan was fighting with the ancestor Xuelianzi with a crazy look on his face.

Although Xue Lianzi is old, he was one of the first people to rush into the Holy Mountain. He always felt guilty about Xu Qing's previous disappearance, so he took action with all his strength at this moment.

"If you dare to touch my disciples, I will bury your entire clan with you!"

Xue Lianzi's heart was chilled to the bone. He transformed into countless blood-colored threads and was determined to devour and suck dry all the evil people he saw.

The evil monk was filled with madness, he knew today was a dangerous day, and in this midst of blood and killing, he wanted to drag others to be buried with him. At this moment, his eyes were red, his hands were clasped together, and a majestic aura burst out from his body.

He's about to blow himself up!

But the next moment, when the wind blew, the figure of death emerged from the sound of the wind, appeared behind him, and cut fiercely with the dagger in his hand.

The head flies up!

The rotating heaven and earth became the last world in the eyes of this cultivator, but unfortunately he still did not see the killer. All he saw was the blood threads formed by Xue Lianzi.

The killing continues.

At this moment, if you look down at the holy land from the sky, you can see that there are more and more corpses in the holy land.

Everyone is going crazy.

The same is true for Erniu.

He transformed into countless blue worms, rolling with frost, and wherever he passed, there was ice.

There was a sneer in his mouth, accompanied by the whistling of the cold wind.

"Holy Land, what a bird!"

At the same time, in another location, an evil monk who had reached the great perfection of Guixu was facing siege from multiple sides. Blood spurted out and his body retreated rapidly. Wherever he looked, the Holy Mountain was filled with death.

The smell of blood and shrill screams filled his senses.

The approach of death made him tremble with fear, so as he retreated, he desperately used his secret method, trying his best to escape from the predicament.

Half the battle is won.

Under the influence of his secret technique, his whole body emanated blood light, and he escaped from the siege like a blood escape. However, he was enveloped by the external formation and could not move out completely. He could only... appear at the foot of the holy mountain.

The moment he appeared, before he could see the situation around him clearly, the wind had already blown in his face.

A feeling of life and death crisis that was much stronger than the previous siege suddenly erupted in his mind. His heart was trembling wildly and his body instinctively wanted to retreat, but the next moment, the wind cut off his head.

The world, in his perception, slowed down until it became pitch black.

Blood gushed out and corpses fell.

But his flying head fell into the hands of a figure that came out of the wind, and was picked up by the figure and disappeared again.

When he appeared again, he was already in the middle of the mountain.

There are even more corpses here, and the situation is completely crushing for the Xiesheng clan.

The disparity in power between them made the resistance of the Xiesheng clan meaningless. Their struggle only allowed them to live a little longer, but the price was injuries and mental torture.

Even the few elders of the tribe who were capable of nourishing the spirit, as well as other powerful soul-enhancing masters of the tribe, all died one after another at the hands of the Crown Prince and others as well as King Zhenyan.

Blood clouds gathered in the sky, and blood rain fell in all directions.

The flames were still burning, burning the falling blood rain into mist, covering the holy mountain.

Xu Qing, like the god of death walking on earth, walked from the foot of this holy mountain to the top in the blood mist.

His target is the same, no matter what their cultivation level is, as long as they are members of the Xiesheng tribe, they will be branded with death by him.

This is true for Guixu, Lingzang, Yuanying, and Jiedan.

The smell of blood became stronger and stronger here, and the screams became louder and louder, but the number gradually decreased.

In the end, when Xu Qing walked out of the blood mist that surrounded the mountain and stood on the top of the mountain, the wailing of the evil monks could no longer be heard on the battlefield.

His entire clan was wiped out.

There were only countless corpses scattered all over the mountain, most of them in ruins.

And the blood completely dyed the white mountain red.

The breath of death caused the corpses under the sea to tremble slightly, but they were quickly suppressed by the breath on the sea surface.

On the top of the mountain, Xu Qing took a deep breath and looked at all the people who helped him. After looking at them one by one, he bowed to all parties.

Then his eyes met Ling'er who was beside the prince.

Ling'er grew up. She knew that Xu Qing had more important things to do, so she never came to disturb him. After noticing Xu Qing's gaze, her expression was full of longing.

Xu Qing's eyes were gentle as he nodded and turned to look at the captain who was also walking out of the blood mist.

"Big brother."

Erniu knew what Xu Qing wanted to say, so he licked his lips, felt the blood around him, and grinned.

"Don't worry, Xiao Aqing. With the blood sacrifice of the entire Xiesheng clan, I will definitely find that person's whereabouts! Besides, he no longer has the strange scissors, and he is even weaker. It is very likely that he is no longer at the master level."

As he spoke, the captain stepped on his right foot and his body rose directly into the air.

In mid-air, he raised his hand and grabbed the blood mist below. Suddenly, the thick blood mist that filled the holy land made a rumbling sound and turned into five hurricanes, with Erniu as the center. They soared into the sky and continued to rotate.

At this moment, a large number of corpses were also shaken by the hurricane and swept into it, surrounding it like fallen leaves.

From a distance, the scene was shocking, like some kind of evil magic.

Afterwards, Erniu's eyes flashed with brilliance, and he quickly made hand gestures and muttered something. Suddenly, the five hurricanes roared, and all the corpses inside were crushed into pieces by the hurricanes.

After becoming flesh and blood, the five hurricanes looked even more thrilling. Finally, when Erniu pointed his right hand to the sky, the five hurricanes rushed straight into the sky.

On the sky, they gathered together to form a sea of ​​blood, which continued to churn, making roaring sounds, forming a vortex black hole.

Looking at the whirlpool, Erniu growled.

"Little junior brother!"

Xu Qing did not hesitate at all. The Golden Crow flew out of his body, opened its mouth wide while flying in the air, and spit out the body of Fuxie that had been refined.

Landed next to Erniu.

Erniu raised his right hand and pressed it on the top of Fuxie's head. His fingertips clasped the skull tightly. The sound carried a sense of antiquity and echoed throughout the heaven and earth.

"With blood as the guide, with thoughts as the cause, this bone, this cultivation, the soul of heaven and earth, its source is original."

The moment the sound was heard, the vortex began to spin more violently. Lightning flashed inside, roaring in all directions like silver snakes filling the sky.

Faintly, an illusory scene was pulled and appeared inside the black hole.

It was blurry and distorted at first, but the next moment, Erniu's eyes showed a sharp light, and blue light appeared all over his body, gathering together and blasting into the screen.

While rendering it in blue, Erniu's blood spurted out mouthful after mouthful and fell onto the screen.

As in cleaning.

Soon, the picture became clear.

That's the seabed!

A dark figure was running fast, but in an instant he seemed to notice something and turned around instinctively.

Revealed his appearance.

It's Fuxie!

His expression was stunned at first, then turned gloomy, and then he raised his hand and waved it, as if to sever the connection.

At this moment, the picture became blurred again.

"Want to run?"

Erniu sneered, shook his body, and ran straight towards the whirlpool. Xu Qing took a step forward at the first moment, approached in an instant, and walked into the whirlpool with extreme murderous intent.

There was also a flaming figure that rushed out from the Holy Mountain, transformed into the appearance of Huang Yan, and stepped into the vortex.

With a roar, the vortex dissipated.

The three figures disappeared without a trace.

(End of this chapter)