"Ding!" Just when the other party was singing about how he should treat Ye Qingming. Their companion's ax had already landed on Ye Qingming's head. I thought that Ye Qingming would be seriously injured under the attack of others. But what they never expected was that when the ax hit Ye Qingming on the head, it didn't hurt him at all, and it didn't even break the opponent's defense. "Um?" The man was startled. He suddenly turned over, stayed on the ground, and retreated a few steps. Then he looked at the ax in his hand with a suspicious expression. How can this be?

He is a well-known figure in this area. Whenever you encounter him in the wild, you will avoid him. No one dared to confront him head on. No one has ever left alive in his hands. He couldn't break through Ye Qingming's defense. What is the origin of this person? Fatty was not the kind of brainless person. After knowing how powerful Ye Qingming was, he wanted to retreat, and then turned to look at the people who were going with him. "This idea is a bit tough, let's retreat!" The man said something. He planned to take people out of here. Although others were a little dissatisfied, they did not dare to refute. They looked at the man holding the axe, then glanced at each other, holding their respective weapons, ready to return the same way. "You've already come, why are you leaving so soon?" Ye Qingming's voice rang in their ears. This voice was like a messenger from The Underworld, making them stop involuntarily. Cold sweat broke out on his forehead involuntarily. Just a voice made them feel like they were facing a powerful enemy. The man holding the ax turned to look at Ye Qingming, who had already opened his eyes. Just when he was staring at Ye Qingming, Ye Qingming's figure swayed, and when he looked over again, the person had already appeared in front of him. "Well…"

The man looked at Ye Qingming blankly. His pupils were filled with fear. His face was a little pale. Breaking into a cold sweat. At first glance, I was quite frightened. Ye Qingming also approached these people, looked at them, and frowned. These people are not good people at first glance, and they have countless lives on their hands. As soon as he got close to them, he felt an extremely strong bloody aura. Not only that, the death aura and murderous aura on these people have almost solidified. Above their heads, there is a demon portrait composed of blood-red marks. This is a mark that only followers of the Devil have. Ye Qingming looked at them carefully and found that there was a red line outside their nausea that others could not see. And this red line is the main symbol of the devil's followers. Ye Qingming looked at them and saw a sinister curve in the corners of their mouths, and then took out the spear in his hand. "You have killed quite a lot of people!" Ye Qingming's voice was not loud, but it fell clearly on everyone's ears. When these people heard Ye Qingming say this, their bodies trembled involuntarily. Their instinct is to escape. But for some reason, their bodies seemed to be stuck to the ground, unable to move at all. They could only watch helplessly as Ye Qingming approached them with a spear. The man holding the ax looked at Ye Qingming rushing towards him, and he became more and more evil. The pattern of demon believers above his head instantly turned into reality, and a tiger suddenly sprang out from his body. Then he rushed towards Ye Qingming. When the people around saw this scene, a different color appeared in their eyes. Just when they thought Ye Qingming would die in the hands of the big man, Ye Qingming smiled at them. The smile was very weird. The laughter made their hair stand on end. The bloody tiger that rushed out of their companion's body instantly turned into a weak cat under Ye Qingming's claws. The man holding the ax looked at Ye Qingming, killing the gods and demons with ease, his pupils dilated instantly, and then he fell straight to the ground.

When the tiger appeared, he had already sacrificed his soul to the devil. Ye Qingming beheaded the blood-red tiger, and his life had come to an end. Crack! When the others saw this, they suddenly threw the weapons in their hands on the ground, then fell to their knees and kowtowed towards Ye Qingyan. `々 Senior, we have realized our mistake, and we will never do anything harmful to nature again (that’s right). Please give us a chance, senior!” "Please, senior, please show us your noble hand and let us live!" "If we can leave here alive, we will definitely enshrine a longevity tablet to senior so that you can seek enlightenment as soon as possible!" ".........." A group of people knelt down in front of Ye Qingming and kept kowtowing to Ye Qingming. They were afraid that Ye Qingming would do something to them, so they all remained silent. Ye Qingming looked at the people in front of him and his eyes flickered. This place seems to be very particular about memorial tablets. He has heard more than once that someone wants to set up an immortal tablet for himself. If this thing is useful, why should he practice so hard? Or is there something fishy in this?