Chapter 856 Killing Gods One after another
"That's the precious son of the Supreme Elder of Lei Zhen Palace. The true teachings of the Sect. Once he dies, it will be a big trouble now."
Zi Tianming smiled bitterly.
Who doesn't know that the Supreme Elder is vengeful and powerful. Otherwise, with Hei Teng's rebelliousness, someone would have taught him a lesson.
"Boy is looking for death!"
Immediately afterwards, a roar came from the side peak. A ray of thunder was about to rise from the sky and rushed up. It was the earth immortal in the Lei Zhen Palace who was furious and wanted to ignore the rules and took action directly.
The seven great sects and the Zi family in the Fanran realm all had earth immortals coming. According to the rules, they could not interfere in the dispute in the court, but Hei Teng was the son of the Supreme Elder of Lei Zhen Palace and had a respectable status. Since the death of the Wanshidi Immortal, only this giant pillar of the sky was left in Lei Zhen Palace.
"boom."
A man appeared in the void, with a black face, a tiger's back and a bear's waist, and his eyes were like a copper bell. It was the Earth Immortal who came to Lei Zhen Palace this time, the Bronzebeard Master.
"Boy, who has given you the courage to kill my genius!"
The man from the bronze beard shouted loudly, and the majesty of heaven and man came down overwhelmingly, like a mountain pressing on the top.
The elites in the court changed their faces and those with poor cultivation have retreated step by step; the middle-class people, such as the Saint of the North, were pale and had to support them. Only Yinyin and Wan Ming and other great geniuses could still stand in place, but they also felt extremely oppressed.
In the scene, only Qin Lang and Yazi stood proudly, like the breeze blowing on their faces.
"If you don't accept it, come up and get to die."
Qin Lang bounced his fingers and looked cold.
The breath in his body was boiling like a volcano. The recovery of injuries in the past two months, coupled with the realization of Longjiang's artistic conception, Qin Lang's cultivation reached its peak. It was only one level of boundary, and it broke the barrier of heaven and man and returned to the innate. Qin Lang urgently needed a hearty battle at this time to pay tribute to the moment he returned to the innate with blood.
"So brave!"
The man from the Bronzebeard was furious, and the golden light shone in his palm was shining. He was about to press down with one palm and slap Qin Lang to pieces.
Wan Ming suddenly spoke:
"The dispute between the superiors and the dispute over the court will be resolved in court, and outsiders are not allowed to interfere."
"Yes, this kid is arrogant, so we will naturally educate him that the master is the Venerable of Earth Immortal. Once he intervenes, he will break the rules." Taoist Master Jiulong also said.
"We have to argue, and we will go." Yazi said.
Wan Ming and others are all geniuses of great sects and peerless elites. How can they tolerate the attack of Master Bronzebeard? Doesn’t this mean that they are incompetent and cannot do anything to Qin Lang and eventually let the immortal intervene? This is something that Wan Ming and others cannot accept.
"good."
The bronze bearded man's eyes shone brightly, he glanced at Yazi with a slight fear, and finally turned around and left.
Qin Lang stood there with his hands behind his back, his face as quiet as a flat lake. Whether it was Wan Ming and others, or Master Bronzebeard, where did he put it in Qin Lang's eyes at this time? Although he had not recovered his innate nature, he had already had 70% of his strength, enough to sweep.
"Who of you will die first?"
Qin Lang said calmly.
"Qin Nanzong, don't be too arrogant. Hei Teng is the last among us. He was more careless and killed by you before. I really think that with your strength, you can do the ability to defeat the whole game?"
Taoist Master Jiulong sneered.
As the chief of the Imperial Heavenly Dao, he practiced hard for more than forty years. Among the people, he was the oldest, had the strongest cultivation, and was more proficient in swordsmanship.
"Clang!"
I saw Master Jiulong pinch a sword technique and pull the sword out of the sheath.
The ancient pine-patterned sword behind him, with the patterns on it, turned into a yellow cloud. As soon as the flying sword came out, clouds of light flashed in the void, reaching a hundred meters. The long pine-patterned sword technique was ancient and grand, steady and calm, and was step by step, not giving Qin Lang any chance, and was ready to overwhelm Qin Lang with his cultivation.
"The Master Jiulong is worthy of being the head of the sword in Yutian. With this 'Nine Dragon Sword Technique', he chased Zitong Zhenren just by pursuing this 'Nine Dragon Sword Technique'."
Yazi comments.
Everyone was shocked.
Many people suddenly dislike Qin Lang.
Especially Xiaoxiao.
She was so happy before that she watched Qin Lang show great power, but now, seeing the sword energy of Jiulong Taoist scattered like a mountain of Tai, she suddenly became worried again.
Whoosh swish swish swish.
A series of yellow lights gathered in the air like a mountain sword energy. Taoist Master Jiulong actually condensed the mountain with his energy, gathering the infinite sword energy into a mountain, preparing to throw it into the mountain. This sword technique is amazing.
Although he has not become a human immortal, he is arrogant and has practiced deeply in the Divine Sea Realm with his skills alone.
"If you admit defeat now, I can save your life."
Yinyin's pretty face was cold and she suddenly spoke.
She is the senior sister of the Supreme Palace, and she is loved by the Supreme Palace Master. If she really wants to protect her, even Lei Zhen Palace will be afraid of her. Everyone's eyes flashed, and they knew that Yinyin was tempted by the love of talent. Qin Lang could kill Hei Teng, regardless of whether she was sneak attacking, but her strength was chasing the genius. If this talent was introduced into the great sect, she would become a earth immortal in the future.
"hehe."
Qin Lang smiled faintly, but he ignored it. He just looked at the mountain-like sword light pressing against Mount Tai, and said calmly: "Yinyin, the sky you see is too small, and you will never know the vastness of the outside world."
After saying that, Qin Lang stretched out his crystal-like palm, bent his finger and went lightly:
"Today, I'll let you see what is truly invincible!"
Taoist Master Jiulong practiced for forty years, and his body of energy condensed, turning into a yellow sword light ten feet high, like a small mountain peak, falling from the sky, enough to crush the aircraft carrier. Qin Lang just greeted him with one finger, and the clouds were calm and windy.
"This guy is still bragging at this time..."
Yinyin frowned slightly, and she was displeased.
She was already looking for Xiaoxiao's face and finally spoke, but Qin Lang still didn't sell his face. Yinyin had already sentenced Qin Lang to death in her heart, and was extremely disappointed.
Xiaoxiao burst into tears. Just as she was watching anxiously, she saw an incredible scene.
"Bang!"
In front of Qin Lang's finger, the yellow sword light as big as a mountain exploded like bubbles, turning into sword energy and shattered. Taoist Master Jiulong condensed his skills for half a jiazhuang, which was harder than steel, but he could not resist it at all.
Qin Lang's finger was as powerful as a bamboo shoot. After breaking through the sword light, he gently tapped the tip of the ancient pine-patterned sword in the horrifying gaze of Taoist Changsong.
"Click!"
The middle-grade spiritual weapon, the ancient pine-patterned sword, broke from the tip of the sword, and exploded inch by inch, like a piece of paper. In the end, Qin Lang pointed his fingers on the chest of Taoist Changsong, and then retracted them like a dragonfly.
Taoist Master Jiulong exploded directly into the air and turned into a ball of blood mist!
One finger breaks the sword technique, breaks the ancient sword, and kills the Nine Dragons!
?The whole audience was silent!
No one expected that it was the result.
When Yin Yinzhen sneered, she saw this scene and her smile froze on her face, unable to believe it. Wan Ming, Zi Tianming and others changed their faces like ghosts. Even Yazi's pupils shrank.
Before, when killing Black Vine, it could be said that Qin Lang was attacking. However, this finger splitting Jiulong really showed Qin Lang's invincible power and crushing the genius' strength.
‘How could he be so strong?’
The sound and voice are so chaotic that I don’t want to believe it.
And Yun Feng, who was from the Taigu Shangshu, has already stood up.
"This is impossible, you must be using despicable Taoism!"
Three snaps of fingers.
Yun Feng was slapped in the courtyard by Qin Lang and turned into a meat paste.
Five snaps of fingers.
The descendant of this generation of Mieqingdao, who was also dissatisfied with the battle, was killed by Qin Lang's headshot and turned into a headless corpse and threw it into the court.
This time, no one dared to challenge again.
Including Black Teng, Qin Lang killed four geniuses in a row in just half a cup of tea. Even though Yun Feng, Tianxuan and others were only at the bottom among the geniuses of the great sects, his strength was already terrifying and fearful. Especially when he only made one move from beginning to end, he was even more frightened.
"This is really a shocking move."
Chapter completed!