The man in blood-clothed clothes walked towards Qin Lang with a ferocious smile. Just when he was about to deal with Qin Lang, the rickety old man behind him suddenly shouted "Be careful" and at the same time reached out to the man in blood-clothed clothes and grabbed his body back.
Before the man in blood-clothed clothes realized what was going on, he was grabbed back by the rickety old man. Then, in front of where he was standing, several green sword energy suddenly shot out, and then slowly dissipated after a strangulation.
The man in blood-clothed clothes suddenly raised his head and looked at Qin Lang with a horrified expression.
I saw Qin Lang scolding, tightening his mouth, and saying with a smile: "Thank you very much for your smelly old man. If it weren't for him, you would be like a watering can now."
"You..." The man in blood clothes looked at Qin Lang in disbelief. He didn't even notice when Qin Lang drew his sword. The most important thing was that the cyan sword energy was so familiar.
"Are you from the Qinghai Sect?" The rickety old man put down the blood-clothed man in his hand, took two steps forward, stood in front of the blood-clothed man, and asked in an extremely dry voice.
"Oh? How do you know?" Qin Lang tilted his head and asked.
"Your green sword energy is exactly the Qingyun Sword Technique of the Qinghai Sect. I didn't expect that you, a mere disciple of the inner sect, could practice to such a superb level." The rickety old man said dryly.
"Hahaha, everyone in our Qinghai Sect, even the outer disciples, are much better than me." Qin Lang raised his eyebrows and started bragging.
"Humph, is that so? How are your disciples of the Qinghai Sect so powerful? There are indeed many Qinghai Sects who have entered this Taotie Secret Realm, but unfortunately, they are almost dead now. Do you want to avenge them?" the rickety old man sneered.
"What did you say?" Qin Lang's eyes narrowed, his heart sank, and he said coldly: "Why should I avenge them? My skills are inferior to others, and if I die, I will die. If every Qinghai Sect disciple dies, I will
If you want to take revenge, then don’t I have to do nothing?"
"Really? That's true, but it's a pity that those female cultivators died." The rickety old man looked at Qin Lang, as if he was mentioning it on purpose.
"What on earth do you want to say?" Qin Lang's brows tightened more and more. What did this old guy mean?
"You should be the missing person in Nangong Mulan's team, right?" the rickety old man snorted coldly.
"Nangong Mulan?" Qin Lang's heart tightened, and he suddenly became anxious and shouted: "Smelly old man, how did you know?"
"Oh, I remembered. I told you that you looked familiar when I was in the Stinging Scorpion territory. It turns out that you, Nangong Mulan and the others are in the same group, and there is actually a leaky fish." The man in blood-clothed clothes patted his head and realized.
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"Leaky fish?" The more Qin Lang listened, the more something was wrong. The old man just said that all the disciples of the Qinghai Sect were dead. Could it be that he was talking about Nangong Mulan and the others? Could it be that Nangong Mulan and his party encountered this smelly old man?
Already?
Qin Lang suddenly felt that something was not good. If this was the case, Nangong Mulan might really be in danger. After all, this old man was a strong man with great intentions.
"Okay, okay." The rickety old man was overjoyed. When he thought of the previous battle, he felt very angry. In a battle that was supposed to be a sure win, a murderer suddenly appeared in the middle of the battle and killed all his men without saying a word.
Both himself and his master almost died.
Now that I'm fine, I unexpectedly met another member of the Qinghai Sect, and he was still alone. I had to vent my anger here no matter what I said.
"You will be unlucky if you meet us." The rickety old man said coldly. He had already decided to torture Qin Lang, otherwise, it would be difficult to get rid of the bad breath in his heart.
The man in blood-clothed clothes also had the same thought, even though he was also scared to death. If it hadn't been for the call from the rickety old man just now, he might have been tricked by Qin Lang. This guy doesn't seem to be as simple as he seems on the surface. It seems,
If he wanted to vent, he still had to rely on the rickety old man.
"Elder Lao, take this guy down, I will kill him with blood." The man in blood-clothed clothes said fiercely, but he was hiding behind the rickety old man.
Qin Lang was anxious and asked quickly: "Smelly old man, tell me clearly, Nangong Mulan and the others?"
"What? Do you want to know? If you are so worried about her, why don't you two have an affair? In that case, let me send you to see her." The rickety old man grabbed Qin Lang with his claws, trying to catch Qin Lang directly.
in front of yourself.
He has tried this trick repeatedly. When dealing with people with low cultivation, he likes to see the frightened expressions on those people's faces. If they beg for mercy again, he will feel even better.
But this time he miscalculated. His move did not capture Qin Lang.
"You stinky old man, can't you kill Nangong Mulan and the others?" Qin Lang shouted. He had always been more concerned about the safety of Nangong Mulan and others, otherwise he would not have returned to the snowy area to sacrifice his blood for them.
Lotus points are given to Xiong Da Xiong, two Xiong Xiong and three.
Well now, this stinky old man actually said that Nangong Mulan and the others were dead? Qin Lang immediately became furious. I haven't paid back my four billion debt yet, and you actually killed my creditor?
Now you want to catch me? Do you think just extending your hand will be enough?
Qin Lang snorted coldly, stamped his legs fiercely, and stood motionless. Against the rickety old man's grasp, dozens of cyan sword energy was sent to him.
The rickety old man was stunned. He didn't catch the man, but grabbed a group of fierce sword energy. He immediately sneered, drew his claws into palms, and directly faced Qin Lang's sword energy.
Boom boom boom!
The sword energy pierced the palm of the rickety old man's hand, and it completely shattered like glass piercing an iron plate.
"Damn it, I can't beat the old man. I'll take care of the small head office, right?" Qin Lang knew that he was no match for the rickety old man. In front of him, he could only look at the room to protect himself, and he still had to rely on the power of Dongtian.
But the man in the blood-red gown hiding behind was different. He was only at the peak of the Divine Transformation Stage. He had killed countless people when Qin Lang was still in the Divine Transformation Stage. Now his strength has greatly increased. Take care of him.
, not much more difficult than holding in a poop.
However, to deal with the younger one, you have to avoid the older one in front.
Qin Lang made a calculation. This old man didn't seem to be easy to deal with. His methods seemed to be very vicious. He had to be very careful.
The rickety old man was very surprised that Qin Lang could resist his grasp and even had the energy to fight back. He also raised his left hand and pointed it at Qin Lang. He changed his hand seals one after another, and blood-colored flames surged up and turned into two
Blood red whip.
Snap! Snap!
The blood-red whip struck in the air, making a crisp sound. Qin Lang's figure appeared and disappeared, constantly changing, and he could always avoid the whip of the rickety old man at the critical moment.
There was a look of surprise on the face of the rickety old man, and he said happily: "Space magic weapon? You, a mere inner disciple, can actually possess space magic weapon? Which old monster of the Qinghai Sect are you a descendant of?"
"I am your grandfather's son." Qin Lang appeared, shouted at the rickety old man, and then disappeared immediately.
Who knew that the rickety old man was not angry at all, but was extremely excited: "God is really helping me. If I can get a space magic weapon, my strength will definitely increase greatly. If I meet that bitch from the Qinghai Sect again,
I also have the strength to fight."
The rickety old man could no longer suppress his inner excitement, flew out, and began to pursue.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The crooked old man's bloody long whip struck the air one after another, causing the space to vibrate, and space ripples like water ripples appeared everywhere.
Under the rickety old man's whipping, the surrounding space became turbulent, and Qin Lang, who was using the cave to dodge, immediately came upon a powerful squeezing force.
"Huh, if it were in front of you, I would still be afraid of you, but now, I'm not afraid." Qin Lang was not worried because he saw that the cave spirit had already started to move.
The cave spirit sits cross-legged in the cave sky in the air, and the invisible power of space laws extends from its body, like silk threads, connecting the heaven and the earth, making the heaven and the earth more stable and reliable.
The rickety old man let out a light sigh. He had clearly noticed that he had affected Qin Lang's use of the space magic weapon. His figure was obviously a little sluggish. How could it suddenly become smoother?
Under such circumstances, he could not capture Qin Lang's figure at all. However, with his understanding of the power of space laws, he could clearly feel Qin Lang's position. However, he could not move it from space.
It's just forced out of the magic weapon.
The rickety old man became more and more frightened as he beat him, and at the same time he also had some strange feelings in his heart.
"Am I fighting an ant in the transformation stage?"