Thirty thousand people have died.

The bodies piled up like mountains.

However, Qin Hao was still as steady as Mount Tai, without a trace of fatigue. This made everyone who was besieging fear for the first time, as if they were facing a demon king. Only the demon king could have such terrible magic power, which also gave them the urge to escape.

"Who dares to escape, I will kill him nine clans!" The young man said crazily, his eyes filled with blood: "He must have reached his limit, it must be! Grind him to death!"

This bloody scene continues.

"Scary... Qin Hao is simply a ghost coming out of purgatory. I have never seen anyone kill so indifferently. That's a total of 30,000 people!"

"Only if a person with great faith or extremely cruel can achieve this point, I will never be an enemy of this person."

"This person may achieve something."

"You guys think Qin Hao can really massacre 100,000 people?"

"If he really did it, he would definitely be truly famous in the Yindu world, but this is impossible. The magic power in the human body is ultimately limited and it cannot be inexhaustible. I think Qin Hao should be almost at the limit. Then Modu's methods are too ruthless, and even if he wins, he will be extremely disgusted."

However, what these people don’t know is that in a sense, Qin Hao’s magic is inexhaustible.

Because the immortal blood can continuously circulate in Qin Hao's body, when the power is exhausted, the immortal blood will naturally replenish.

If you keep killing, let alone 100,000 people, even a million people will not be worth mentioning.

But that's too troublesome.

So Qin Hao frowned and put away the Jinglong Sword. When the suicide began, the Jinglong Sword had not been stained with a drop of blood.

"Master, what's wrong with you?" Yiren said fearfully. If Qin Hao was finished, she would be dead.

“Too tired.”

"Tired?" Yiren's face turned pale. Could it be that Qin Hao is really at the end of his journey?

"It's too tiring to swing the sword, it's too tiring to kill people, and it's too troublesome." Qin Hao shook his head and said. He didn't have much time, and it would take a lot of time to continue killing like this. He didn't want to waste his precious time on this group of waste.

"Hahahaha...you can't do it anymore! Kill him for me! He wants to tear him into pieces!"

"Qin Hao can't do it anymore, this head belongs to mine!"

A group of people seemed to see hope in despair, and pounced on Qin Hao again, hoping to cut off Qin Hao's head by himself.

"Stupid." Qin Hao said coldly.

Suddenly.

Qin Hao's demonic realm spread, covering all 70,000 people, including Mo Du, forming a unique space. At the same time, there were two turbulent black fires in Qin Hao's eyes, as if they contained endless energy.

Qin Hao said coldly: "You can use this trick to kill a group. The Immortal Flame, burn it!"

Huh huh huh huh huh.

The black fire exploded and rolled in, sweeping towards 70,000 people.

"No! How could it be? Why is his magic so terrible? How could he have such vast magic power to control these flames... No! Help!"

"How come this black fire cannot be extinguished? Damn it, I can't escape, there are black fire everywhere."

"The temperature has risen, and we have nowhere to escape!"

This is a tragic scene.

As the name suggests, the Immortal Fire will not be extinguished as long as there are combustible objects. This is the latest magical power formed by Qin Hao combining the magical powers in the inheritance of the Demon God and his own dragon flame. It has extremely strong lethality and is most suitable for this group killing. Once he enters his own domain, he cannot escape at all.

Just a moment.

Twenty thousand people were burned to ashes by the black fire, and even the ashes could not be preserved.

"Help!"

A crazy cry for help sounded.

Modu trembled all over, but he could only watch the 100,000 people he gathered to die, without any strength to fight back. At the same time, the black fire rushed towards it, like the underworld of hell.

Mo Du ran away desperately. He was really scared now. If he could do it again, he would never choose to be an enemy of Qin Hao!

Will definitely escape far away.

This guy is Shura and the incarnation of the King of Hell.

Qin Hao turned a deaf ear to these people's shouts. Since he wanted to kill him, he had to be prepared for death. It was also because he was in the Yindu world that Qin Hao's killing spirit became stronger and more cruel.

Both the spectator and the proprietress were stunned, and at the same time, a deep fear arose in her heart. The eyes of Qin Hao were full of fear, not to mention Yiren, who was at the center of the killing. She had seen a lot of killings, but this was the first time such a scene. Seventy thousand people were desperately shouting for help in the fire of immortality. These scenes were reflected in Yiren's heart, making Yiren even more afraid to have any thoughts of disobeying Qin Hao.

The immortal fire, the black flames burn violently.

The entire Fengmo City has a burnt flavor, and the black contrasts the entire sky with a suffocating despair.

The black flames gradually disappeared, and fewer and fewer people were still alive, and the roars for help gradually became lower.

Modu only breathed a sigh of relief now. Even though he was already a strong man in the divine position, he still had to escape under the attack of endless black flames. He looked at Qin Hao unwillingly, why could he be so calm, as if nothing had happened before, Modu roared: "Why are your magic powers inexhaustible!"

Qin Hao was naturally not interested in answering Mo Du’s question. He looked at the sky and said coldly: “It’ll end early.”

Huhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

The terrifying immortal fire burned again.

Hissing.

The remaining 70,000 people, including Mo Du, did not have a single living mouth, and all turned into ashes, and their bodies and spirits were destroyed.

Qin Hao frowned: "Are the people on the killing list all these garbage?"

Everyone was stunned, but at this moment they didn't know what to say.

For a moment, what happened in Fengmo City immediately spread to the entire Yindu world because it was incredible, because there really was a person who could compete on the killing list.

Among the major cities, Qin Hao's name began to echo, which soon caused an uproar.

"The top of the killing list is the only one who is the one who surpasses the following ones. If you dare to come, kill it with one sword!" This sentence is the peerless monster who ranks first on the killing list now and dare not speak lightly.

"Qin Hao is still winning continuously. If he continues to win like this, I am afraid that people in the world will think that the killing list is useless."

"Hmph, who is closer to Wind Demon City? Let's teach this guy who is ignorant of the world."

"According to the current situation, Mao Kong, ranked 11th, is closest to Fengmo City. According to Mao Kong's nature, he should meet this guy named Qin Hao for a while."

"So it's Mao Kong? Then Qin Hao is dead, just wait for the good news."

Fengmo City has become a hot city at this time, with countless people flocking to it, and at the same time, a piece of news ignited everyone's enthusiasm.

Mao Kong, ranked 11th in the killing list, faces Qin Hao!
Chapter completed!