With the help of this arrogant and powerful force, Qincheng broke out of the valley and finally jumped to a position that was even higher than the Cold Ice Guard.

At this time, there were several times more monsters wrapped in it than before.

Their violent aura condensed together, like the mountains of the sky, as if they could suppress everything.

However, Qin Cheng's eyes were calm and his expression was not at all panic.

After some tricks, various poisonous erysanthemum powder appeared.

The poison cultivator used his methods, and various poisonous fogs surged out, and the monsters fell down again.

However, in this chaotic spiritual turbulence, the poisonous fog will quickly float away and be diluted by the air.

Seeing this, Qin Cheng waved his hand again, hundreds of fairy swords soaked in blood were suspended around him.

With the hand pinched the spiritual skills, Qin Cheng exerted a shocking spiritual energy.

The red fairy sword roared and rushed to all directions.

One of the three sword techniques is to slaughter the spirit!

The sword technique taught by my father, the spirit-slaughtering style, is to absorb more blood and souls, the stronger it will be.

From the beginning, Qin Cheng continued to kill monsters, hundreds of flying swords, and at this time they were already extremely rich in blood.

Swallowing!

The blood-colored fairy sword flew out and passed through the attacking monsters with great sharpness, like the sickle of the god of death, harvesting the lives of a large number of monsters.

While these fairy swords were flying, Qin Cheng once again inserted hundreds of fairy swords into the ground and continued to swallow the blood and souls of these dead souls.

Hundreds of swords were flying, and in the blink of an eye, Qincheng was surrounded by a thousand feet in a radius, and monsters were surging with blood, killing to the end.

In a short period of time, there was even a monster around Qincheng.

But this is still not enough.

The stars shine between the eyebrows, and the fairy air in Qincheng's body flows. Huge demon emperor's palms fall from the sky like mountains falling from the sky, roaring and killing more monsters.

If someone is here, he will be shocked.

Qin Cheng, with his own power, actually killed hundreds of powerful monsters.

Even though it was far away from the mountains and rivers, the monks at the foot of the Holy Mountain were still shining with their eyes, and the noise was like boiling water.

They could not see the real battle scene, but they could see the spiritual energy in the sky, the intertwined sword lights, and endless flames flying around the sky and the earth.

Amid these momentums, a figure appeared inside, and a man was blocking the surging beast tide.

"Who is this person? He is so strong. I don't know if it's Qin Cheng or Su Shengma."

"Master Qin should be proficient in flame methods. Good at dealing with so many monsters, he can do it alone."

"But no matter how strong it is, it is useless. This beast tide cannot see the end. It is just a desperate struggle." Someone snorted coldly.

"That's not necessarily true. Look at the other side, the Ouyang family has arrived."

Just as Qincheng continued to use various means, the people of the Han Ice Guard naturally felt surprised that fewer and fewer monsters were pounced on them, and even a vacuum appeared at one point.

"It was Commander Qin. He did not escape, but rushed to a deeper place to protect us." Wu Tong's nose felt sour and his eyes were moist.

Everyone was also silent, and they squeezed the spirit sword tightly one by one.

He rushed out of the valley with a determined desire to die, trying to protect Qin Cheng and Su Wan, but in the end he was protected behind him by Commander Qin.

"Since Commander Qin has done this, we must hold on and not let him down."

Wu Tong took a deep breath, mobilizing everyone's emotions.

Han Bingwei also showed all his potential and killed monsters again.


Chapter completed!