After crossing over, he has no taboos among the zombies.

The alien wolf didn't even have time to scream before it shattered into a pool of filth.

There was only a faint shadow left on the spot, looking at the sudden big black shovel with an expression of disbelief and horror.

The devil soul appeared, that was the devil soul of the alien wolf, a demon that had completely fallen into the supernatural, even its soul had been completely eroded.

"There's a road to heaven but you don't take it, there's no door to hell but you break in." Qin He slowly emerged from the darkness, carrying a big black shovel.

The alien wolf felt a chill run down his spine and gasped. The demon soul spoke, almost pleading, "Can you give me a chance?"

Having only heard of the battle record but never seen the person, Yilang never expected that the pseudo-immortal Qingniu would be so oppressive.

Although his energy and blood were completely released, the little bit of energy that escaped was as vast as the ocean.

It felt like I was not facing just one person, but a million-strong army full of vigor and vitality.

Only one level can have such strong blood and energy.

Sanctification of the body!

The fluctuations of his magical power were only at the Dao Palace level, but his physical body had already become holy.

Such a huge difference is unprecedented.

The strange wolf wanted to escape, but found that his demonic soul had been imprisoned. Although his body was being reorganized, the pseudo-immortal Qingniu was so close at hand that it was of little use.

"Of course. It depends on what value you can provide. You only have one chance, so pick the important ones." Qin He grinned.

"I can be your slave." The wolf said hurriedly.

"Slave?" Qin He sneered and snapped his fingers.

The next moment, without any warning, a bright light suddenly fell from the sky, like a purple arrow, like the dawn, or like the sun parting the clouds, dispelling the thick darkness of the night.

It shone like a star, like a beam of light in the eternal night, splitting the alien wolf's soul in half with lightning speed.

"Boom!"

It was not until this moment that the purple light emitted a deafening roar.

This is the extremely fast Purple Sky Divine Thunder.

Before the alien wolf's demon soul could react, it turned into a wisp of green smoke and dissipated completely.

Not far away, the recovery of the alien wolf's body came to an abrupt halt, but it was almost complete.

Not even a second... did it live any longer.

Seeing this, Qin He casually flicked his finger, and a drop of Samadhi Divine Fire fell, setting its body on fire.

As soon as the strange wolf died, the other spiritual sources that sensed the change suddenly felt a chill on their foreheads and fled without saying a word.

The death of the alien wolf was no accident.

But the strange wolf did not make any earth-shattering noise until its death, but turned into nothingness after a bolt of thunder, which was extremely abnormal.

You know, the strength of the alien wolf is second only to the Lord of the Spirits.

"Since you're here, just stay."

Qin He slowly raised the large black shovel, transformed it into a sword, pointed it directly at the sky, and shouted in a low voice: "Zixiao Xuansha, transform into divine thunder, the magnificent power of heaven, guide it with the sword!"

In an instant, the black sword began to clang, its edge was unparalleled, and thunder roared in the sky.

The darkness dissipated, and the purple light gathered, once again parting the thick darkness.

In all directions of heaven and earth, six purple shadows of sword immortals appeared above the clouds, swooping down on the purple divine thunder.

The third move of Qingyun Sword Technique: Qingxiao Move.

This is the perfect fusion of the way of thunder and the way of swordsmanship, achieved by combining the Purple Sky God's combination of the Qingyun Sword Technique and the Advanced Thunderfall Technique.

The power is far greater than before, and is not inferior to Qin He's Great Heavenly Dragon.

The next moment, the whole world turned purple.

Thunder roared and screams were heard from all directions.

Shabo is a sandworm from the vast sea and desert. He descended from the upper realm into the abyss and has been dormant for more than 40,000 years. His strength is second only to that of the alien wolf.

Thunder exploded, sending its flesh and blood flying everywhere.

The only defensive actions were as weak as paper.

After the body exploded, the thunder did not dissipate, but turned into countless tiny lightning bolts, preventing it from reuniting with the body.

"Roar!"

Shaber roared, burst out with all his strength, and instantly recovered to his peak strength.

It no longer cared about the taboos. Even if it only had half its life left after bursting out with all its strength, it would rather die while still alive.

But it's better than being killed directly.

The shattered remnants spewed out endless demonic clouds, struggling to drive away the remaining power of the extremely masculine and powerful divine thunder.

The body's recovery speed suddenly accelerated, and in just a dozen breaths, it was almost fully reconstructed.

However, time is a deadly scythe.

Just as it was about to escape again, an invisible restraining force rushed down from the sky and fixed it in place, making every step extremely heavy.

Sha Bo was shocked and turned around immediately.

But I saw that not far behind me, a young man holding a big black shovel had been standing.

The Green Ox is a fake immortal!

At this moment, Sha Bo felt cold from head to toe, and countless images flashed through his mind, like a review of his life.

"Beg for mercy, you only have one chance." A cold voice came out of the young man's mouth.