Seven hundred and eighty eighth chapter Qin Lang was killed
Dragon Lord's most threatening attack is the power of demon blood. When facing Qin Lang, Dragon Lord has no intention of holding back. After all, his son and the two commanders of the Black Evil Guards died in his hands. Now Dragon Lord is focused on
I want to resolve the battle as quickly as possible and kill him as quickly as possible.
Under the control of Dragon Lord, the power of demonic blood dyed half of the sky behind him red, and transformed into the four holy beasts of Qinglong, White Tiger, Suzaku and Xuanwu to attack him, with a rainbow-like momentum and murderous aura that swallowed the sky, even in the face of Hong
Ancestor Jun, Long Zun, an ambitious master of this level, is nothing more than this. From this, we can see how much he hates Qin Lang in his heart and wants to kill him quickly.
The Nine-Five Saint Beast was entangled by the two powerful men in the realm of unity and could not escape to rescue Qin Lang. He could only watch all this happen. After waiting for so many years, he finally got the new Death God. The Nine-Five Saint Beast could not help but
I am willing, but unable to change anything.
Poison Lady, Patriarch Hun Kun and the God of Death Xuan Li have been with Qin Lang for countless years, and have witnessed him go through life and death dangers to turn the tide countless times, but this time is different, Qin Lang has fallen into a situation of certain death, and there is no possibility of survival at all.
"Poisonous Mother, do you think Qin Lang can survive this time?" His face was tense, Grandmaster Kun Kun clenched his hands into fists, and a large amount of cold sweat broke out on his forehead, as if he was going through a test of life and death, very nervous.
"He will definitely do it. He has come through it no matter how dangerous it is over the years. I believe he will definitely be able to get through it this time because he is Qin Lang!" Poisonous Mother vowed loudly, full of absolute confidence in Qin Lang.
While speaking, Ling Yan, Bingxue and Tang Shi, who were in seclusion, seemed to have sensed something and came out of seclusion. However, the expressions on their faces were solemn. They subconsciously realized that Qin Lang was in danger.
Out of customs.
"Yan'er, Xue'er, Shi'er, aren't you in seclusion to refine the chaotic aura? Why did you get out of seclusion?" When she saw the three girls, Poisonous Mother asked curiously, with a puzzled look on her face.
"Sister Du Niang, how is Qin Lang?" Beiqi bit her lip tightly, Bingxue took a deep breath, her snowy face was full of worry.
"The situation is not good. Dragon Lord's cultivation level is too advanced. The Nine-Five Saint Beast is also entangled and cannot support Qin Lang. There are still about a dozen peak powerhouses in the Guiyi Realm surrounding him. It seems that Dragon Lord will not be here today.
I will never give up after killing Qin Lang." There was nothing to hide, Poison Mother spoke frankly, after all, even if she didn't say it, Ling Yan and the other three girls could see it.
"What should we do? You guys should quickly think of a way to save Qin Lang!" Tang Shi said with a moved face, eyes filled with tears, and she was about to cry, and she might cry at any time.
Shaking her head bitterly, Poison Lady let out a long sigh and said: "Even if we go out, there is nothing we can do. Our strength is too poor, not to mention that Dragon Lord has already blocked it in order to prevent Qin Lang from escaping into the space artifact.
We can't get out of the surrounding space at all, and now we can only watch everything happen. I hope Qin Lang has better luck this time and can survive."
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Qin Lang's cultivation level was much worse than that of Long Zun. Immediately Long Zun used the most powerful magic blood power. In comparison, Qin Lang had almost no chance to parry and was beaten until he vomited blood. He was already dead before the fight started.
He was seriously injured and his strength was greatly reduced. He was unyielding when he gained the upper hand. This time Long Zun did not dare to take advantage of him at all. Even though he was much stronger than Qin Lang, he still regarded him as a master of the same level. He tortured him to death crazily, striving to kill him in the shortest possible time.
It cost him his life.
"Pengpeng..."
"Puff..."
Under successive impacts, Qin Lang was tortured to pieces by Long Zun. Not only that, the power of demon blood was also injected into Qin Lang's body by Long Zun, so that his whole body was like an inflated rubber ball, and his body was constantly shaking.
It gets bigger and may explode at any time.
"Is this what you call real strength? Are you too bad as a god of death?" After the successive attacks defeated Qin Lang, Long Zun no longer took him in his eyes. After all, the power of the demon blood was penetrated into his body.
All that awaited him was death.
Qin Lang originally thought that activating the power of death would give him the power to fight the Dragon Lord, but he was too strong and had no chance to take action. Even if the Hongmeng Sword was in his hand, he could not exert his power. This made him feel that he had more than enough ambition.
And the feeling of inadequacy.
"Qin Lang, there is a big gap between your strength and Dragon Lord, let me do it." Under the erosion of the power of the demon blood, Qin Lang almost collapsed, but at this moment a high-pitched voice rang out,
Astonishingly, it was the Sword Spirit worshiping the blade.
"Senior Bairen, you only have a trace of soul left. Do you have a way to defeat Dragon Lord?" He asked subconsciously, and Qin Lang was extremely surprised.
"I have been with the Hongmeng Sword for so many years, and I have been a part of it for a long time. I think you should know that the human sword is one. Once the Hongmeng Sword and I are integrated, we may still be able to fight." Gujing Wubo, worshiping the blade.
He said in a deep voice, seeming to have made up his mind. After all, the situation in front of him simply did not allow him to retreat, and he had no way out.
"Senior Bairen, I don't understand what you mean. Are you saying that you merge with the Hongmeng Sword and control it? But now you only have a trace of soul left. Even if it is the sword spirit, once it touches the Hongmeng Sword, it will be destroyed physically and mentally. No.
, you can't do this." Although Bai Ren's words were very vague, Qin Lang was not a fool and soon understood his true intention, burning himself to perform the most powerful attack, thereby threatening Long Zun.
But once Bai Ren does this, his remaining soul will be completely destroyed. Hongmeng Sword is one of the three most powerful killing weapons in the outer universe. The evil energy on it is astonishing, and it is definitely not a trace of soul.
Can bear it.
"Qin Lang, do you still have a choice now? Don't be stupid. Dragon Lord is here to kill you today. If nothing happens, you and I will only die. And those people in the space artifact, with Dragon Lord's personality, absolutely
I will kill them all, even if it is not for you, I will fight for the poisonous mother, she is the woman I love most in my life!" With sincere words, Bai Ren said with an moved face, as if he had already made up his mind and there was no doubt about it.
When Qin Lang said these words, Poison Niang and others who were in the space artifact jade dish also heard it. In an instant, Poison Niang burst into tears. After realizing the idea of worshiping the blade, she said with heartbreak: "Worship the blade."
, I don’t want you to die…I don’t want you to die…”
He seemed a little surprised. Bai Ren didn't expect that Du Niang could hear what he said, but soon he said calmly: "I'm sorry for you and didn't cherish you properly, but now that Qin Lang is in danger, I can't remain indifferent because I am Hongmeng
The sword spirit of the sword, he is my master!"
"Blessing Blade, what Poison Mother said, you can't die, let me do it!" Poison Mother's heartbreaking words deeply stimulated Qin Lang. If Bowing Blade really died because of this, he could imagine how sad Poison Mother was.
, he understands this feeling deeply, after all, he has not found Linger yet.
Thinking of this, Qin Lang was extremely determined and rejected Bai Ren's suggestion just now. Even if he died, he would not let him fall, otherwise he would feel guilty when facing Poisonous Mother.
"Qin Lang, what are you doing? Why have you imprisoned my body? Don't waste your efforts, you can't do anything to Dragon Lord, hurry up and let me control the Hongmeng Sword!" After realizing that his soul was imprisoned by Qin Lang, he was shocked.
He shouted immediately, he couldn't bear to watch Qin Lang die, because then the price might be even greater.
It's just a pity that Qin Lang didn't pay attention to the sword worship, but tried his best to fight with Long Zun. As you can imagine, Qin Lang was tortured like a dog by Long Zun. He was beyond recognition, covered with cuts and bruises, and had several blood holes on his body.
For Qin Lang, death is only a matter of time.
Even so, Long Zun still did not stop and continued to attack crazily. He did not stop until he was sure that Qin Lang was beaten to the point of being breathless.
"Boy, I know you are very unwilling, but this is your fate. You should not have provoked our Long family and killed my son. This is the retribution you deserve!" Condescending, Long Zun
He looked at Qin Lang with an indifferent expression, who had lost the ability to fight back. To him, Qin Lang at the moment was just a corpse, even though he was still breathing.
There was no reply, and Qin Lang had no ability to reply, because the power of demonic blood was raging in his body, making him worse than death.
Just when everyone thought that Long Zun would take Qin Lang's life with his own hands, suddenly, a young man appeared, standing next to Long Zun with an evil look on his face. It turned out to be Long Xing's son Long Chen, who was chasing Qin Lang. Long Zun unexpectedly
The purpose of taking Long Chen with him was to give him the opportunity to take revenge with his own hands.
"Grandpa, thank you for giving me the opportunity!" Holding the bloody sword, Long Chen looked at Long Zun with great gratitude, his eyes were blood red and full of murderous intent.
"Qin Lang, you probably didn't expect that such a day would come, right?" With an evil spirit, Long Chen walked up to Qin Lang with a long sword in hand and looked at him with splitting eyes, ready to kill him at any time.
Glancing at Long Chen disdainfully, Qin Lang seemed not to take him seriously at all. He didn't even bother to fight with such a young person.
In the Jade Disk of Good Fortune, everyone's hearts were in their throats. They knew exactly what would happen next, but at the same time they all held on to the last glimmer of hope. After all, Qin Lang was good at producing miracles, and no one could give up until the last moment.
"You used the soul-eating dragon worm to control me, making my life worse than death, and also asked me to kill my father with my own hands. To me, you are my enemy, an sworn enemy. But, soon all this will come to an end.
It will be solved, because I will take your life with my own hands and make you disappear from the universe forever." Long Chen made a decisive decision without any nonsense, picked up the blood-colored sword in his hand and slashed straight at Qin Lang's head.
Without giving way, Qin Lang could not control his body under the control of the demon blood. He could only watch the bloody sword slash down. What made people like Poisonous Mother desperate was that no miracle happened this time. Long
Chen succeeded, and the bloody long sword slashed Qin Lang in half, and at the same time destroyed Qin Lang's soul. He was killed in front of his face, and his body and soul were destroyed.
When this scene happened, Long Chen was ecstatic, and he didn't believe that he had succeeded so easily. He just stood there blankly, holding the blood-red sword that was dripping with blood in both hands, and the expression on his face froze.
After confirming that Qin Lang was indeed killed by the sword, he murmured to himself: "I, I killed Qin Lang... I took revenge... I, I took revenge!"
"Haha, Chen'er, you did a good job. You finally avenged your father. I think if he knew that it was you who killed Qin Lang, he would be relieved!" Without any surprise, Long Zun walked up and patted him gently.
Patting Long Chen on the shoulder, there was no wave in the ancient well.
"Master!!!" The Nine-Five Holy Beast, who was fighting with the two powerful men of the Guiyi Realm, realized that Qin Lang had really been killed and roared at the top of his lungs, tearing the heavens and the earth apart.