My disciple's cultivation returns ten thousand times, so I have to be invincible.

Zhong Qing's kick landed.

It seemed as if something was crushed.

"retreat!"

I don't know who it was, but he shouted at the top of his lungs.

These two words seem like some kind of spell.

It echoed in everyone's hearts and continued to amplify.

Then they rang one after another.

"retreat!"

"Get out!"

Countless people screamed with all their might and turned around to get away from the figure in white.

It was like a black cloud, constantly dispersing.

Watching the countless shadows moving away from me.

Zhong Qing laughed.

"I finally feel scared."

"I thought we'd have to kill a few million more."

"It seems that your so-called faith is not that firm."

Zhong Qing laughed loudly and took another step to chase after the fleeing believers.

"He's not even human!"

A frightened True Immortal Priest of the Chizhu Holy Sect fled while howling.

The laughter behind him was like a death warrant, desperately urging him to speed up.

He almost burned his soul to escape.

This seems to actually work.

The laughter gradually faded away.

The fear in the heart of the True Immortal of the Chizhu Holy Sect was slightly reduced.

"Did he go after the others?"

But the next moment, the laughter that had already faded away suddenly rang in my ears, so clear and distinct.

The True Immortal of the Chizhu Holy Sect suddenly turned around and saw a handsome face with a smile, but not a trace of smile, right in front of him.

"what!"

The screams of the True Immortal of the Chizhu Holy Sect almost broke through the air.

He just blew himself up.

It was not to die together with his opponent, he knew that was impossible.

It was pure extreme fear.

A true immortal would not be frightened to death, so he blew himself up.

The exploding flames were casually waved away by Zhong Qing. Zhong Qing laughed loudly and flashed, chasing after the others again.

"This is much more interesting."

No matter how many followers we killed before, we never felt anything real.

Because they have no fear, they are just like a group of tools.

What's so fun about smashing tools?

And now, they will be afraid, will run away, will scream, and will cry.

This is a real living person.

Zhong Qing never liked killing people.

He prefers to take in apprentices.

But at this moment, he was very happy killing.

An hour later, the battle, or rather the massacre, finally ended.

In the raging flames that fill the starry sky, among the burning broken stars.

Zhong Qing stood with his hands behind his back.

This was the first time that the army of the Holy Chizhuo Church encountered him and was not completely wiped out.

Still, perhaps a million people fled.

This is not because Zhong Qing is showing mercy.

It’s because it’s more troublesome to kill someone who can escape.

This is not just one or two.

Instead, millions of people fled in all directions towards the starry sky.

Even if Zhong Qing had a different dimensional flash, he was faster than any of them.

It is also impossible to catch up and kill all the people who fled in all directions.

There is no way around it. Zhong Qing is still a little lacking in means.

Besides fists, there are slaps.

There is basically no large-scale locking attack.

At most, he would crush the fairy jade and scatter it around.

But this time, Zhong Qing really enjoyed the killing.

He didn't even plan to leave, and just found a broken war star to sit on.

Just sit here and wait.

He wanted to see it.

Next, will the army of the Chizhu Holy Church continue to come to attack?

Instead of chasing rabbits all over the mountains.

It's more comfortable to sit back and wait.

At this time, a huge uproar had already broken out on the Chisheng Star.

"The soul lamp of Priest Ming Ziyan in the fifth sacrificial area has gone out!"

"The soul lamp of Priest Yi Yaoyang in the seventh sacrificial area has gone out!"

"The tenth sacrificial area..."

Inside the Soul Palace, large numbers of soul lamps kept going out.

The speed of reporting cannot keep up with the speed of the soul lamp going out.

Of course, this is the most important one.

Or three of the twelve soul lamps closest to the top, as well as one of the three soul lamps on the second level above, were extinguished.

"The Third Saint's soul lamp has gone out!"

"And the three chief priests of the fifth, seventh, and tenth sacrificial districts, extinguish their soul lamps!"