Achievement system: I am cultivating immortals in the world of martial arts

Han Yun looked at the crowd of Demon Cultists below, and his eyes gradually turned crazy blood red.

"Thick soil for health, the soil of Kun! Town!"

Han Yun silently recited the formula in his heart, and then pressed down with both hands suddenly, and the entire ground of the formation sank by more than three feet in an instant.

Those Demon Cultists who were caught off guard immediately fell down and fell on their backs.

With this move, the surrounding onlookers were stunned.

"What kind of method is this? He can control thunder, he can control wind, he can release flames and water, and now he can even sink the ground?"

"Is this still Taoism? I'm afraid the old Taoists of the Yin Yang Sect will not be able to do this."

"Let's not talk about the Yin Yang sect. I haven't heard of such methods throughout the ages. Is he a god?"

"In the future, whoever says that Taoism in the world belongs to yin and yang, I will be the first to refuse to accept it. Qingyu is clearly the number one in the world in this Taoism!"

"At first, I was not optimistic that Qingyu would win, but now it seems that Qingyu has these various fairy methods, and it may be difficult for the leader of the Demon Cult to win against him."

"Qingyu is worthy of praise, he is really the No.1 Daoshu of Dachuan."

"I don't know how it compares to Han Yun, who is No. 1 in Dachuan martial arts."

"These two are the young talents of my Dachuan, and they are still the best two, there is no comparison."

"Look, what is that! What is Qingyu going to do!"

Suddenly someone shouted, and everyone's eyes focused on the battlefield again.

At this time, many Demon Cultists had already stabilized their stature and were about to perform lightness kung fu to jump up. However, how could Han Yun let them succeed.

Han Yun pinched again,

"Annihilate the sky, Dui Zhize, destroy!"

In an instant, the originally flat pit immediately turned into a swamp, and the soil seemed to have magical powers, holding the thousands of Demon Cultists firmly and forcefully.

Han Yun's face was a little pale, and he could control thousands of people at once, including some strong ones, which was also very difficult for his consciousness and spiritual power.

"Qingyu, what are you doing!"

"Let us out!"

"Dog thief, after I go up, I will definitely skin you and cramp you!"

"Master! Help me, Master!"

The Demon Cultists below were wailing loudly one by one. Suddenly, a pillar of fire from the formation in the sky rushed straight down.

"Burning the sky and boiling the sea, leaving the fire, burning!"

The pillar of fire rushed straight into the big pit, and the Demon Cultists who were the first to bear the brunt were burned to fly ash in an instant, and then the flames swept away to the surroundings, and the big pit immediately became a sea of ​​flames.

Thousands of people screamed one after another, and those with weak internal strength were burned to coke on the spot.

But they are still lucky. Those who are more painful are those who are strong enough to resist, and they will suffer for a longer period of time.

The screams that shook the sky resounded through the silent night, and the flames soaring into the sky lit up this piece of purgatory on earth.

Killing thousands of people at once, even with Han Yun's disposition, was a little hard to accept, but it also completely inspired his madness and ferocity.

This time, he came here with the purpose of destroying the enemy, to let everyone in the world know Qingyu's ferocity, so as to deter those evildoers.

Han Yun's eyes were blood red, looking at the hundreds of powerful men who were still struggling below, he felt ruthless again, and the real fire of Samadhi entered the fire of Li in an instant, sweeping towards the big pit below.

Nothing is non-flammable in the true fire of Samadhi, and its power is far stronger than that of the fire of Taoism. The people who are still alive below are immediately burned into coke, and then directly turned into ashes.

In the end, even the fly ash was burned into nothingness by the true fire of Samadhi.

Then, Han Yun waved his hand again, the Kun characters on the gossip array lit up, and the land returned to its original state, as if nothing had happened.

But everyone has seen it with their own eyes. This place used to be a purgatory. Thousands of people were killed here, and thousands of wronged souls were buried below.

The battlefield fell into silence.

Even the five people who were besieging Fairy Xuanyi were shocked to the point of thunder by Han Yun's move.

The people watching from a distance felt cold all over their bodies, some were stunned, and some were timid, so scared that they vomited directly.

"This... what kind of method is this? He...he can kill a thousand warriors in one go?"

"He's not a god, he's a devil, he's a ghost crawling out of hell, people can't do such a thing, it's terrible, it's terrible..."

"He is really a devil. How can there be such a cruel and ruthless person in the world? The person he killed was not the devil, he is the real devil, right?"

"Old Demon...Old Demon..."

"No, I can't stand it anymore, I have to go!"

"I still want to see, to see who is more powerful, Qing Laomo or the leader of the Demon Cult."

Everyone has everything to say.

Wang Fugui was dumbfounded, but he tightly covered Xin'er's eyes. He vaguely guessed what Han Yun was going to do when Han Yun made a big hole and trapped everyone in it.

He didn't want this terrifying scene of purgatory to become the child's lingering nightmare for the rest of his life.

On the top of the tree in the distance, Qi Xiaoyu, who had been shooting arrows and attacking before, had already stopped what he was doing, and stared at the scene in front of him dumbfounded.

In the past, when Qingyu taught her martial arts, his figure, in her heart, overlapped with the most admired Palace Master Han, but now, it has been completely torn apart.

Han Yun, who is highly respected and compassionate, would never do such a thing.

And Qing Yu did such a thing, as if...

It's pretty normal.

Fairy Xuanyi stared blankly at the pale figure in the sky, her mind was full of the immature appearance of the three-year-old child she just took over from the master.

At that time, she was only 19 years old. She never imagined that the child in her arms would be the terrifying devil who burned 1000 people alive.

Chai Yuan had no expression on his face, showing no signs of happiness or anger.

Chen Wuhui was a little surprised, then smiled freely and didn't take it to heart.

And the leader of the Demon Cult...

Because Han Yun spent most of his energy and spiritual energy on killing thousands of Demon Cultists, resulting in much less control over the armillary sphere, and the Demon Cult leader finally got out of trouble.

He stared blankly at the flat ground, his face gradually grim.

He asked his subordinates to hold Han Yun back and buy him time to break through the suppression. His subordinates did do it, but it was at the cost of their lives.

He stared at Han Yun with a fierce look in his eyes, wishing he could smash him into pieces immediately.

It's not that he loves those subordinates so much, but that he brought so many people out and all died. If he can't bring the heads of the enemies back, he might be impeached and accused by the elders.

His position as leader may be shaken.

"Next, it's your turn."

The demon cult leader raised his head and looked at the source of the voice, the young man with blood-red eyes.