"This madman!" Seeing Qin Lang being shaken by the roars in the pit again and again, he was shaking and rolling around on the ground, with blood stains overflowing from the pores all over his body. After a severe pain, he gritted his teeth with difficulty.
This can be said to be a kind of practice on the edge of life and death, using the roaring power of a strong man countless times better than yourself to hone and wash your body and spirit. Every time you struggle to come back from the edge of collapse, every time you experience it, it is quite a lot.
It was a torture that was like being cut into pieces with a thousand cuts. Although it was unbearable, the effect was not that good. Just imagine, the demon commander was an eighth-level monster, which was equivalent to a strong man with the state of mind of a human god. Although the demon commander was tortured by the demon,
The saint beat him to death to suppress him, but the power did not diminish at all. Qin Lang survived under the power of a strong man of this level. In the future, maybe Qin Lang can withstand the pressure of a strong man with an ordinary mind.
But this kind of practice is really not something that one person can bear, so Dongling can only describe Qin Lang as crazy. At first, he thought Qin Lang was really crazy, but later he realized that Qin Lang was not crazy. This is called wealth and wealth.
Zhongqiu. If you survive this, it will be more practical than getting any treasure.
Qin Lang is now getting closer and closer to the pothole, and there is still about a foot left to reach the edge of the pothole. Now Qin Lang has gradually adapted to the feeling of exploding. It seems that he has become numb from the pain, at least.
I won’t cover my ears and roll on the ground anymore.
"Hahaha, come on, come on, keep going! Aren't you handsome? Roar, you roar!" Qin Lang jumped forward, only one step away from reaching the edge of the pothole.
However, there was silence in the pit at this time, and the black light did not roll. It seemed that he had realized that Qin Lang was using him to practice. How could he let Qin Lang succeed? It seemed that he was waiting for something.
Only one step away, just one step away, Qin Lang can cross the edge of the pothole and see the real body of the demon commander under the pothole, and maybe the demon saint's tail. But with just one step, Qin Lang hesitated.
He didn't know what was going on, but he had a feeling that after taking this step, he had taken a road of no return and would never return.
This feeling is extremely mysterious and cannot be explained, but it lingers in my heart and cannot go away. The cave spirit is very wise and does not speak. He is waiting for Qin Lang's own judgment. On the road to immortality, all external forces are illusions.
Yes, some choices can only be made by yourself.
Qin Lang had already taken half a step forward with one foot, but he was hesitating whether to step down. The pit was still quiet, which was completely opposite to the crazy restlessness just now.
After hesitating for a long time, Qin Lang never took that step, but in the end he slowly took it back. Standing one step away from the edge of the pit, Qin Lang fell silent and slowly closed his eyes.
"Are you waiting for me to take this step?" Qin Lang suddenly opened his eyes, looked at the huge pothole, and said slowly: "As long as I reach the edge of the pothole, will you be able to really catch it?"
Live with me? You are so powerful that as long as a trace of breath invades my body, you can control my body, and then take me away and gain freedom?"
The pit was still silent, as if nothing existed. Qin Lang seemed to be talking to the air. But Qin Lang knew that his words could definitely be heard by the people in the pit.
"Are you very angry now? The handsome handsome man has become the stepping stone for my cultivation. If I were you, I would be angry to death." Qin Lang's words were plain, but every word was so harsh and maddening.
Sure enough, there was some unrest in the pit, but they tried hard to suppress it and did not break out.
"You want to wait for me to take this step, do you want to deal with me? But, I just don't. I will not take this step no matter what. Hahahahaha!" Qin Lang put his hands on his hips and laughed.
He stood up, his soaked clothes clinging tightly to Qin Lang's body.
Rumble...
The pit finally became violent again, black light shot up into the sky, and a big black hand formed and grabbed Qin Lang. In front of the big hand, Qin Lang was like an ant.
The big black hand was getting closer and closer, but Qin Lang didn't move at all, standing calmly and motionless, just watching quietly.
boom!
The big black hand suddenly stopped in front of Qin Lang. His five fingers were grabbing wildly, but they were just a little short of touching Qin Lang's body. He stretched his fingers forward desperately and almost touched Qin Lang's nose, but couldn't.
One minute further.
Looking at the big black hand in front of his nose, a drop of sweat slipped from Qin Lang's cheek, but a confident smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. His estimate was not wrong. As long as he took even a small step forward, he would be caught by this.
Big black hand grabs.
Through the big black hands, Qin Lang seemed to see an extremely huge corpse of a monster lying on the ground like a hill. The specific shape could not be seen clearly, but the terrifying bloody mouth was chilling. Every time
Each sharp fang was several times larger than Qin Lang's body. A pair of blood-red eyes were waiting forward, filled with anger and unwillingness.
"When I came down, I met the demon general of the demon clan. It was a platinum unicorn. It gave me its unicorn. I hope that one day I can rescue your thoughts and let your souls return to their hometown. So originally
You and I are in the same group, I came here just to have a look." Qin Lang said calmly.
"But now that 'people' doesn't include you, because you actually want to harm me. Damn it, you are really indiscriminate. Lord Demon Saint, you have to suppress this guy, it's best to kill him
.Hahahaha..." Qin Lang burst out laughing.
Following Qin Lang's words, a white light suddenly surged from the depths of the pit, wrapped around the big black hand, and pulled the big black hand back into the pit.
And just when the white light appeared at such a close distance, in the chaotic depths of Qin Lang's mind, a golden bright spot kept enlarging.
In the end, the golden bright spot finally turned into a ball of golden light, which appeared in the center of Qin Lang's sea of consciousness and stayed quietly next to the golden word 'formation', but the font did not appear, just a
A blurry ball of light.
"This, could it be that he is a demon saint?" Qin Lang stared at the blurry light ball in his sea of consciousness with his mouth open, and Qin Lang probably had a guess.
"My dear, is the Demon Saint also one of those nine people? Damn it, why are they all such awesome and coquettish people? What kind of pit have I jumped into?" Qin Lang felt like crying.
Yes, he soon realized that if he wanted to obtain the essence and blood of the Demon Saint, he would have to pull out the tiger's beard, and now the Demon Saint's tail was right in front of him.
"Brother Demon Saint, you are so powerful. With just one tail, you can kill the Demon Saint and suppress him here. Tsk, tsk, tsk, my admiration for you is like an endless river. If one day, I can...
If I see the elegance of Brother Demon Saint, I, Qin Lang, will rest in peace even if I die." Qin Lang specially emphasized his name, but he did not expect that Demon Saint would remember his name.
But just as Qin Lang finished speaking, a white light emerged from the pit, condensing into the shape of a white tail in front of Qin Lang, and walked around twice, seeming to be sizing up Qin Lang.