"Just tell me directly, I will stop now. By the time I throw that punch, it will be too late!"

Qin Lang looked down at all the people of the Blood Spirit Clan and said.

Handan had an ugly expression on his face. Naturally, he was unwilling to bow his head like this. After all, they were a powerful group after all.

If they just bow their heads here, how can they live as human beings in the future?

Therefore, at this time, Handan and the powerful men of the Blood Spirit Clan still plan to hold on.

They thought that everything would be over once Qin Lang’s energy was almost exhausted.

However, they did not know that their current thoughts were extremely stupid.

With the tangible blessing of Qin Lang Avenue, all the power of the laws in his body gathered together at this moment, and attracted the Dao rhyme between heaven and earth, forming a vast and boundless real killing intention.

Then, Qin Lang flew into the air and threw a punch forward.

Immediately afterwards, fists poured down like a torrential rain.

The strong men of the Blood Spirit Clan finally realized the seriousness of the matter, and each of them had a look of shock and horror on their faces.

At this moment, they could all feel the fear coming from the depths of their souls.

Is this the way a saint does?

They were all in disbelief. They had seen their ancestor's incredible performance when he killed powerful opponents. However, even at his strongest peak, his strength was not even one-tenth of Qin Lang's.

Qin Lang is like a mountain, and they are the people at the foot of the mountain who want to climb up. They want to climb the mountain, but they can't see the top and are very desperate.

"Go and invite the ancestor, you idiot, why don't you go now!"

Handan was horrified, knowing that the current situation was no longer something he, the head of the family, could handle.

He absolutely could not die here like this. At this time, he could only beg the ancestor to come out.

Only the ancestor can settle this matter.

"I'll be there right away!"

The elders of the Blood Spirit Clan immediately headed straight for their ancestral land.

"Ancestor, something terrible has happened!"

The elder immediately transmitted what happened outside to the Blood Saint who was in seclusion.

The Blood Saint opened his eyes. Although he was already over ten thousand years old and very old, his eyes still shone with a brilliance that was not supposed to be seen at his age.

This makes the Blood Saint look more like a strong and vigorous young man in his prime.

Who is it? Is it the immortal old man from the Blood River, or the old woman from the Ghost Clan?

The Blood Saint's eyes flashed with ferocity, and his aura surged, squeezing every corner of the training room.

The elder was sweating profusely, and said with great difficulty: "Ancestor, it's not them, it's a young man. Although he is a young man, his cultivation is higher than yours, and his strength is tyrannical. If you don't go out, I'm afraid my clan will not be able to escape the catastrophe this time!"

The Blood Saint turned into a beam of blood light and rushed out of the training room.

The Blood Saint only thought that the young men the elder was talking about were the babies of some old monsters who had returned to their original nature, and he did not think much about it at this time.

The Blood Saint is very angry now. He has just been in seclusion for a while and is preparing for a breakthrough. He didn't expect that all his efforts would be in vain because of this incident.

On the way there, Blood Saint was thinking about it. When he saw that guy, he would definitely use him as his punching bag to vent his anger.

But he didn't know that he would soon regret not escaping at this moment, and he would regret it to the point of humiliation.

I want to see which old bastard dares to come to my territory to cause trouble.

After a while, Blood Saint saw Qin Lang in his territory. The moment he saw him, he was stunned as if struck by lightning.

So young?

Also, Blood Saint was also very confused. It seemed that Qin Lang had no cultivation?

"Is this all your fault?"

When Blood Saint saw that the gate of his house was missing and there was a long ditch on the ground, he immediately knew that it was Qin Lang who did it.

Qin Lang did not deny it and said directly: "You are the leader of the Blood Spirit Clan, you should know a lot, right?"

The Blood Saint was furious. Qin Lang really did what the elder said.

"Boy, I don't care which old man's disciple you are. If you dare to come here and cause trouble, you must die!"

The Blood Saint didn't talk nonsense like other old monsters. He simply flipped his hands and pushed out a palm forward.

The next moment, rivers of blood flew out from the territory of the Blood Spirit Clan, like dragons flying into the sky, and finally merged together like the sea.

When all of these gathered together, they formed a huge and boundless river of blood.

This is the Blood Saint's Dharma image of heaven and earth. In this, the Blood Saint can basically be said to be invincible.

As long as one reaches the level of a saint, one can make oneself invincible in one's own field.

Unfortunately, the Blood Saint is now facing the variable Qin Lang. This time, the situation is destined to be different.

Qin Lang shook his head and said, "I didn't want to kill you, but now that you are so persistent, I will help you!"

Blood Saint was angry. It was obvious that Qin Lang did not regard him as an opponent. "Arrogant" was the right way to describe the current situation.

"You are worthy of fulfilling my wish?"

The Blood Saint flipped his hands, then pushed out a palm, and the vast and invincible power of the law was also pushed out, unstoppable, capable of destroying the world.

Qin Lang chose to use the roughest and simplest fighting method just like before, and immediately threw a punch.

His punch was powerful and devastating, with the murderous intent of the great Dao and the blessing of various Dao rhymes. It could penetrate time and space and see through everything.

He has long transcended heaven and earth and become a saint.

Although the Blood Saint is already a half-step saint and a peak saint, he is not even a lesser saint now, so how could he be a match for Qin Lang.

After Qin Lang's punch, which contained the terrifying murderous intent of destroying the world, swept across, those rivers of blood began to gradually melt as if they had come into contact with the scorching heat of the sun, until they finally evaporated into thin air.

How is that possible!

The Blood Saint was greatly surprised. This blood river was the purest source of power in his original world. According to common sense, in his opinion, even if Qin Lang was a half-step saint, he would have to admit defeat.

However, not only is Qin Lang not at any disadvantage now, but he is also fine now. It seems that if things continue like this, he will have the upper hand.

Several other Blood Spirit Clan elders were also secretly surprised and couldn't believe it. They had never imagined that this troublemaker would be so terrifying.

They also couldn't understand why Qin Lang was so much stronger than other saints.

The Green Flood Dragon and the Six-eared Demon Ape had blazing eyes, this was the power they worshipped, as long as they had this power, they would be invincible and could even become saints.

Unfortunately, even though they have practiced for nearly ten thousand years, they are unable to comprehend the laws and subtle mysteries, and cannot become saints.