In an instant, hundreds of ghosts with terrifying expressions were swept away by him into debris. The black debris tried to escape, but was immediately swallowed up by the roaring river water.

The next second, endless ghosts attacked again.

"Um?"

Realizing that he was doing useless work, Qin Qiong immediately took back the golden gun.

He could feel that the river was swallowing up his qi and blood bit by bit, and he could also feel that the Forgotten River was shrinking little by little under the impact of his qi and blood.

As long as he stands here, the Wangchuan River will eventually be destroyed.

However, Qin Qiong cannot sit here and wait for death.

He stepped on the stone bridge over the river, and there was an old woman making soup on the bridge.

"You who are lost, drink a bowl of hot soup. Just drink it and you can get out!"

The old woman's body was hunched, and the wrinkles on her face were all curled up together.

Between her smiles, her expression was so ferocious and terrifying!

"Hmph! Just a ghost!"

Seeing the eerie old woman holding up the hot soup in her hand, Qin Qiong snorted coldly.

"die!"

While roaring, he stabbed out fiercely with his tiger-headed golden spear.

Click.

The golden spear passed through the hot soup and pierced the old woman's body.

But in the next second, he felt the scene around him change.

When he took a closer look, he appeared again by the Wangchuan River. The intact boulder actually replayed his life again.

"Ahhhhhh!"

Such a strange scene made Qin Qiong full of anger.

He smashed the boulder with another blow, then roared and ran towards the bridge.

"People who have lost their way..."

The old woman in the middle of the bridge just spoke, but before she could finish her words, a golden spear pierced her body.

However, the ending is another burst of halo.

Qin Qiong was horrified to find that she had returned to the Wangchuan River again. Everything around her was so familiar.

"How is that possible!"

He looked stunned and carefully observed the Wangchuan River.

After all, I am also a strong person in the middle realm of Shentai. How could I be trapped by the moves of a person who is in the first level of Shentai?

While thinking about it, I saw his eyes flashing.

"Crack!"

The golden gun in his hand drew a stream of golden light, and the golden light struck the Forgotten River in a flash.

This time, the turbulent Wangchuan River was split into two parts in an instant.

Xie Xuan, who was controlling the Wangchuan River, felt as if he had been hit hard. He spurted out a mouthful of blood and flew backwards.

The golden light continued to gallop and soon broke away from the Wangchuan River.

Qin Qiong's fierce power is becoming more and more terrifying!

But just the next second.

Boom!

When Qin Qiong just revealed his body, a bloody giant sword appeared above his head.

The close distance makes it impossible for him to avoid it!

Bang!

In an instant, Qin Qiong flew backwards. The power of the blood sword did not diminish, and with one strike, the entire Jinzhou City was turned into powder.

If the bloody knife strikes the Han River, the huge river will be cut off.

When the surging river water rushed down, Li Chengqian and his subordinates who fled by boat were instantly swallowed up by the flood.

"ah!"

Qin Qiong roared as he flew backwards.

He wanted to fight back, but his momentum dropped midway through the charge.

When Li Chengqian died, the final national destiny of the Tang Empire also disappeared.

Before Qin Qiong, who had lost the blessing of his country, could react, a golden sword passed through his body.

Later.

Boo hoo hoo hoo hoo!
Chapter completed!