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

Before he could finish his words, the two beasts disappeared into the night.

As sudden as it comes, it goes as fast as the wind.

If it weren't for the carriages scattered on the ground nearby as evidence, I would have thought that what happened just now was an illusion?

A crow fluttered past from not far away, making an "Ahhh" sound.

Wei Wu: “…”

Cai Linglong: "..."

After a long moment, Wei Wu stiffly turned his head to look at Cai Linglong, forcing a smile: "Mother Cai, I'm actually not familiar with them."

Cai Linglong also laughed and patted Wei Wu's shoulder, saying meaningfully, "You're so good. Of course, Mother Cai believes in you~"

……

Many days later.

When the last flame of the Haizi Gate went out, Qin He slowly turned around.

At this moment, his eyes were red, his face was smoky, his hair was disheveled, and his breath was disordered.

In a word: I’ve made so much money that I can’t stand it any longer.

After burning all the monsters in the Yongquan realm of the Haizimen, Qin He did not let go of the monsters in the Zhenyuan realm and the Fanti realm.

It should be burned completely. After all, no matter how small the mosquito meat is, it is still meat.

If there are more than enough, they can make a dish.

Over several days and nights, hundreds of corpses were burned, and more than 90% of the monsters in the Haizi Sect were reduced to ashes.

Qin He could hardly bear it anymore.

Looking back on your life, it leaves a mark on your soul.

Every shadow play consumes energy and soul power.

After hundreds of shadow puppet shows, even Ren Qinhe's golden body was beginning to crumble.

If he continues to burn, he will go crazy.

After thinking about it, Qin He waved his hand, and a strong wind swept across, sweeping over everything in the Haizi Gate.

The remaining monsters who wanted to continue to survive also fell into a dream.

When they wake up from the dream, they remember that it is another story.

Clapping his hands, Qin He walked to the back of the huge stone gate, reached out and took out the big black shovel that had turned into a thousand-pound pillar, bringing out large pieces of stone chips.

During the last two days of these days, the Demon Suppression Division tried to open the stone gate.

Qin He naturally couldn't let them open the stone door, so he simply turned the big black shovel into a jack to hold up the stone door.

After the black shovel merged with the three strands of chaotic energy, it became even stronger. It held up the stone door, and there was no possibility of opening it unless the stone door was destroyed.

"Da da da~ boom boom..."

Following a dull mechanical vibration and roar, the extremely dull stone door slowly opened.

Qin He took a step forward, and his figure flashed twice before he left the Demon Suppression Division.

The people from the Demon Suppression Division who were guarding the gate in fear only saw a flash of shadow after the door opened, and were so frightened that they dared not breathe.

Supernatural events occurred in the Haizi Sect, and even the head of the Liang family was affected.

The Liang family has been so busy these days that no one dares to live there. Instead, there is noise every night and a gloomy atmosphere.

The people around were so scared that they ran around like wolves and pigs, and howled like ghosts, for fear of being infected.

Compared to the Liang family, they are just a group of small-time gatekeepers.

They shrank their necks and didn't want to care, nor did they dare to care. They all kept their heads down, fearing that they would lose their lives or be infected with bad luck.

Just when Qin He left the Demon Suppression Division and appeared at the door of the Demon Suppression Division.

"Boom~~"

The huge black cloud vortex and electric snakes hanging above the Demon Suppression Bureau seemed to have found an outlet for venting, and they could not wait and rumbled down from the sky.

The huge gate of the Demon Suppression Bureau suddenly turned into a dazzling white.

The vortex of black clouds expanded rapidly, covering the sky, and the crisscrossing lightning dragons and snakes seemed to be destroying the world.

It seemed as if it had been held back for too long, and the thunder tribulation had descended without rhythm or order.

It was no longer a series of thunder and lightning falling, but a violent sea of ​​thunder and lightning.

In just a moment, it climbed to the peak.

Just a bolt of lightning, as thick as a millstone, struck Qin He fiercely, turning into a sea of ​​lightning.

Qin He's tiny figure was like an ant facing the torrent of collapsing heaven and earth.

The white light was dazzling and swallowed everything. Even the strong ones in the Dao Palace realm could not see it clearly.

But it is everything obscured by this white light that is truly astonishing.

No one could see that in the center of the thunder tribulation, Qin He not only did not feel the slightest bit of urgency or pressure, but just stood there casually, bathing in the terrifying tribulation, as if he was receiving a baptism from God.

After bathing for a while, he opened his mouth wide and swallowed the thunder in big gulps.

That's right!

Just devour.

If a random bolt of lightning falls, even a strong man in the Dao Palace realm has to be careful to avoid getting injured.

But Qin He opened his mouth wide and ate with relish.

Swallowing the Devil!

The secret method of heaven from the ancient times can swallow the sky, the earth, and all things.

Thunder tribulation is no exception.

This scene was like the descent of ancient gods and demons, extremely shocking.

In other words, no one could see this scene clearly. If they saw it, even the people in the Western Divine Realm would be unable to sit still and would rush east to find out what was going on.

What was even more shocking was not only Qin He, but also the big black shovel in his hand.

At this moment, it was like a black hole, madly devouring the power of the thunder tribulation that Qin He could not completely swallow. The violent energy was immersed in it, and countless black secret patterns were spreading on its body little by little.

The lines are deep and mysterious. If you look closely, you will feel like falling into them.

This is the big black shovel, and it is also evolving.

This thunderstorm was violent and fierce. The huge city of Lin'an trembled in fear for half the night.

The terrifying power of heaven calmed down even the Liang Mansion where supernatural events had occurred.

After midnight, Lincheng became numb.

No one can accurately say when the power of heaven dissipated or how the lightning strike disappeared.

Only the ruined gate of the Demon Suppression Division and the huge pit in front of the division still tell of the violence and terror of last night.

This night went beyond legend.

But it is destined not to become a legend, but only a mystery.

Perhaps, as it is passed on, it will become part of a mysterious supernatural event.