Liu Junwei chased after Qin Lang, but the rest of the people almost fell to the ground. This guy was so ungrateful. He looked like he was having sex just a moment ago and ran away.
"What should we do?" Qin Ning looked at Zhang Qian with a dumbfounded look on her face.
"What else can we do? Hurry up and catch up. Junior Brother Qin is really brave and just ran away." Zhang Qian was also speechless, but she couldn't ignore it.
As he said that, several people flew up and chased after him.
Murong Yuluo did not pursue him, he also had his own grudges to resolve.
"Jin Chongzhi, you were against me before, I have to settle this debt with you." Murong Yuluo, like a handsome young man, slowly approached Jin Chongzhi, a man with one eyebrow.
"Murong Yuluo, fighting for the spiritual pool depends on your ability. If you can't grab it, it's because you don't have the ability. If you want to settle the score with me, huh, I'm just standing here, you come to me." Jin Chongzhi sneered.
He was not afraid of Murong Yuluo at all. Three years ago, Murong Yuluo was not his opponent, but now, after three years of training in the spiritual pool, he was not afraid of Murong Yuluo.
"Hahaha, Jin Chongzhi, do you think I am still the same Murong Yuluo I was three years ago? I will show you what irresistible force is!" Murong Yuluo burst out laughing, and a bolt of energy suddenly rose up from his body.
The pillar of flames and the sparks in the flame field reappeared, and their power was even more terrifying than three years ago.
People in Lingchi Valley hid one after another, obviously not wanting to wade into the muddy water, and their eyes looking at Murong Yuluo were full of fear.
Jin Chongzhi also changed his expression instantly. Murong Yuluo's cultivation was obviously beyond his expectation. At this moment, Murong Yuluo was like a god of fire in the sea of fire, looking at Jin Chongzhi as if he were looking at a dead person.
"Jin Chongzhi, kneel down and kowtow and plead guilty. I can spare your life!" Murong Yuluo's body gradually rose into the air and he looked down at Jin Chongzhi. He wanted to use Jin Chongzhi to establish his authority as his first battle after his rise.
"Hahaha, Murong Yuluo, there is a limit to arrogance. Don't forget, I have also been practicing in the spiritual pool for three years. Do you really think of yourself as a green onion?" Jin Chongzhi was extremely angry when he heard this.
And smiled, turned his hands, and two golden talismans appeared in his hands.
"Then don't blame me for not showing kindness to fellow disciples." Murong Yuluo sneered, and his aura violently erupted, followed by a burst of raging fire, swallowing up Jin Chongzhi.
"Hmph! Fire escape talisman!" Jin Chongzhi played two talismans, and a ball of brighter red flames enveloped Jin Chongzhi's body. He was extremely comfortable in Murong Yuluo's flame field.
"It's a little trick, I broke your talisman, let's see how you can still jump!" Murong Yuluo sneered again and again, and kept making seals with his hands. Gray handprints kept flashing, and there was a subtle change in the sea of fire.
Outside the Lingchi Valley, battles are constantly breaking out. Everyone knows that the Valley of Refining Gods is about to be closed. There are complaints and revenges. Otherwise, after leaving the Valley of Refining Gods, they will be bound by the sect rules. This kind of opportunity for blatant fighting
But not much.
Suddenly, battles broke out in the God Refining Valley. Figures rushed up one after another. Then some figures fell from the sky and stayed in the God Refining Valley forever.
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Qin Lang now greased the soles of his feet and ran very fast, not daring to stop for a moment. Liu Junwei's figure was getting closer and closer behind him, with a golden dragon gun in his hand, and golden gun shadows shot out and attacked.
Qin Lang.
Whoosh!
Qin Lang turned his body slightly to one side, and two golden gun shadows whizzed past him. The strong wind they brought up caused pain on Qin Lang's face.
"What a risk, what a risk. This guy surnamed Liu is so powerful. I am far from his opponent." Qin Lang's heart was beating so fast that he almost peed in fear.
"Hurry up, this man's cultivation level is too high, you can't even lift someone's shoes." Dong Ling urged.
"Damn, you think I don't want to, I used all my strength to shit." Qin Lang cursed, he did run away with all his strength, but Liu Junwei was like a tarsal maggot, no matter how hard he shook it off,
Can't get rid of it.
"Coward, stop accepting the challenge!" Liu Junwei's voice was like thunder from the sky, echoing continuously in the Valley of the Gods. The Vientiane Dragon Spear in his hand continued to shoot out spear shadows, slashing or stabbing Qin Lang's body, causing Qin Lang to
Lang jumped up and down in the air, his speed greatly affected.
"Damn it, you forced me to do this!" Qin Lang thought viciously, and as soon as his mind changed, he came up with a vicious plan to kill someone with a borrowed knife.
Qin Lang suddenly turned around, changed the direction of his flight, and flew towards the deepest part of the Valley of Refining Gods.
"No matter where you escape, you can't escape from my grasp." Liu Junwei followed Qin Lang like a shadow. Zhang Qian and others had long been out of sight, and their speed was far slower than Qin Lang's.
With Liu Junwei.
"Damn, brother, what are you going to do? Chase me to the end of the world. I'm a normal man. Can you please stop chasing me?" Qin Lang shouted as if he was crying.
"Hmph, you sharp-tongued boy, when I catch you, I will pull out all your teeth." Liu Junwei shouted coldly.
"Oh! That's too vicious!" Qin Lang cursed. From the beginning to the end, he didn't know how he provoked such a powerful person. He was stronger than anyone he had ever encountered, and the aura on his body was even stronger than that of anyone he had ever encountered.
Cheng Qianyuan was even more terrifying. Qin Lang couldn't even think of resisting, thinking that he could feel that if he fought with this person, he would definitely lose.
With Qin Lang's character, he will never fight an uncertain battle. Since he can't win, why bother to hold on? Run away quickly. Those so-called backbone and moral integrity are just clouds. How much does it cost per pound?
But running away like this is still not an option, so Qin Lang, who was born with a sinister nature, thought of a vicious method.
He wanted to lure Liu Junwei into the huge pothole.
"If you want to settle accounts with me for no reason, then don't blame me for being sinister and vicious! No, how could I be such a sinister and vicious person? I am an innocent, cute and kind-hearted person!" Qin Lang frowned.
Nose, slow down the flying speed. There is a huge pothole not far ahead. Qin Lang must find a way to lead Liu Junwei to the top of the pothole.
"Why didn't you run away? Did you give up?" When Liu Junwei saw Qin Lang slowing down, he also stopped, but he was not too close to Qin Lang. He still had a slight scruple, fearing that the person in front of him might have some conspiracy.
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"Please, can you tell me how I provoked you?" Qin Lang was really helpless and wanted to find out clearly no matter what.
"You snatched the spirit pool from me, and now you are pretending to be crazy? You even ran away from the battle. Dealing with a guy like you really insulted my dragon spear." Liu Junwei looked at Qin Lang with contempt, feeling very disgusted.
"Then I thank you. Then, senior brother, can you be so noble and stop messing with me?" Qin Lang's eyes lit up and he said happily.
"Shameless person, it is not a pity to die!" Liu Junwei was furious. This guy has no arrogance of a cultivator. Liu Junwei really didn't want to talk nonsense with this person, so he stabbed out with the Wanxiang Dragon Spear, bringing him
Layers of broken air waves arose, turbulently aimed at the industrious forehead and chest.