Text Chapter 1891 The Dignity of Shinto

Boom!~

With just one move, Qin Lang was blown away.

Among the seven masters in the Zhongtian Realm, the opponent only sent one person. With only one move, Qin Lang was blown away, and even the opponent's magic weapon was not used.

Qin Lang wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his hand, and his heart was neither scared nor scared, nor happy nor sad. The power the other party possessed was something Qin Lang had only seen in his life.

No wonder Li Yuanyin hid as soon as he knew the origins of these guys, because these guys were so terrifying. Even at the lowest level of the Nine Heavens, they are still the existence of the silver race. After all, they are also the lackeys of the fairy world. Those who can serve as dogs or mounts for gods are extremely powerful beings. Although these guys are not dogs or mounts, they can be regarded as servants of the immortal world.

With just one move, Qin Lang lost.

But this is not a martial arts competition, this is a life and death battle, so Qin Lang wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and rushed forward without any hesitation.

This time, the large and small dantian in Qin Lang's body completely exploded, and at the same time, the Chinese dragon veins, the will of the earth, and the will of Jianmu were integrated into the fist. This was Qin Lang's strongest punch. In the past, Qin Lang could hardly go anywhere with this punch. And disadvantageous.

Even if he is facing a Shinto practitioner, if Qin Lang breaks out with all his strength, he will kill the opponent to pieces.

However, Qin Lang's punch was still blocked by the opponent. There was an extra magic weapon in the opponent's hand, which was an ancient bronze mirror. When Qin Lang's fist hit him, the bronze mirror flashed in circles. The yellow light then formed an invisible defensive shield, blocking Qin Lang's fist and preventing him from moving even half a minute!

The cultivator snorted coldly: "It's not bad for a martial artist to have such power. Unfortunately, it can't hurt my skin. The strength possessed by the superior is beyond your imagination. Since your full blow can't hurt I, then I will completely send you to the underworld!"

The cultivator took action again, well, it should be a foot. The Gangqi formed a huge sole, pressing down on Qin Lang, just like Mount Tai pressing down on the top.

There is no doubt that this is the wanton humiliation of the superior to the inferior. This guy clearly wants to trample Qin Lang under his feet and trample him to death! It's like crushing an ant to death!

"Boss, be careful!" The little monk Danling suddenly appeared and urged Danbao to block the opponent's kick. Because the little monk Danling knew Qin Lang's temper and knew that he would rather die than surrender, the little monk Danling must not call Qin Lang was humiliated.

"Eh...it's actually a Danbao!" The practitioner sneered, "It's really a waste if this thing falls into the hands of someone like you! Boy, just die! I didn't expect you have so many good things, but a pig The fatter you get, the faster you die!"

While the cultivator sneered, he reached out to grab the elixir of the little monk Danling.

However, since the little monk Danling joined Lu Jingzhai as a fellow practitioner, his cultivation and strength have also been greatly improved, and he has acquired a lot of immortal laws. Naturally, he cannot be easily suppressed by him. In addition, Lu Jingzhai’s Immortal Lu At this time, he and the little monk Danling cooperated with each other, combining strength and softness. This cultivator was unable to collect the Danbao.

The other six cultivators have already begun to suppress Jianmu. Of course they know how powerful Jianmu is, but now Jianmu has not really grown up, so they have given them a chance. Otherwise, let alone the six cultivators Well, even if there are six real immortals, they may not be the opponent of Jianmu, let alone conquer him.

But at this moment, these six cultivators, with their powerful cultivation and powerful magic weapons, have begun to suppress Jianmu. Therefore, at this time, Jianmu is under much greater pressure than Qin Lang, and it cannot continue to divide its power at this time. Give it to Qin Lang.

The little monk Danling was also struggling to support himself. Fortunately, Danbao's defense was good, so although the cultivator was strong, he could not suppress the little monk Danling immediately. However, it was obvious that the situation was not optimistic, so that the Danling The young monk actually began to urge Qin Lang to take the opportunity to escape: "Boss, you hurry up and leave the green mountains without worrying about having no firewood!"

This little monk Danling himself is a guy who is afraid of death. Being able to say such words at this time is already quite loyal. However, on the other hand, it shows that the little monk Danling also thinks that Qin Lang has little chance of winning.

Qin Lang did not escape, but instead rushed towards his opponent without hesitation, still attacking with all his strength, using the most domineering Yanhuang Shengdao Fist.

Boom! ~

Qin Lang's fist burst out with tremendous power and sound, but his fist was still blocked by the opponent's damn bronze mirror, and even brought some counter-shock force, causing some damage to Qin Lang's body.

But Qin Lang did not give up. It was as if he couldn't feel the pain in his body and continued to bombard his opponent with all his strength. It seemed that he was struggling desperately, struggling with his last strength!

Boom! Boom! boom! boom! boom! ~

Each of Qin Lang's punches was full of power and anger, but his fists were still unable to break through the opponent's defense.

The cultivator dealt with Qin Lang like a big cat playing with a little mouse: "You, a humble warrior, even though you are already the most powerful warrior in the world, you are only in this world. You and the cultivators in the Jiuzhongtian world Compared with others, you are nothing more than an ant! You are really too weak! Remember, the person who killed you is Guang Ning!"

The guy named Guangning Zhenren laughed ferociously and activated his other magic weapon, which was a huge blood-red axe. He chopped it off at Qin Lang's head. It seemed that he was tired of wasting time on Qin Lang, so he Decided to deal with Qin Lang immediately, and then work together with the other six people to suppress Jianmu.

This blood ax of Master Guangning is a real spiritual weapon, and it is a brutal murder weapon. As soon as the ax is released, it immediately becomes extremely huge, and then turns into a dazzling red light, towards Qin Lang Chopping off the head.

This ax is really powerful enough to split Huashan Mountain. Even a small mountain peak will probably be split in half by this axe. In the eyes of Guangning Zhenren, Qin Lang would be a dead man if he used his blood axe.

Even the young monk Danling began to worry about his boss's life.

However, what Guang Ning never expected was that when the bloody ax landed on Qin Lang's head, Qin Lang caught it with one hand!

Boom! ~

The huge vitality carried by the blood ax suddenly exploded. This force was enough to crack mountains and crack rocks, but it was unable to explode the Qin Lang Five Finger Pass.

"Divine power... you are actually a Shinto practitioner, and you have also obtained the original power of the world!" Master Guang Ning was finally moved.