Text Chapter 1931 The God Clan Laid the Foundation
"break!"
Qin Lang moved and appeared in front of Zhisou without any warning. He directly pressed his palm down on the old man's head. It seemed that he was preparing to completely suppress the old man, rather than wanting to kill him.
"Royal!"
Zhisou roared, and his robes puffed up in the wind, and all his power was exploded by him in an instant. The strength of Zhisou was beyond doubt. At least among the Shinto practitioners on earth that Qin Lang had seen, this old guy Probably the most powerful!
As expected of the immortal in the "King of Gods", he still has some strength.
However, no matter how powerful Zhisou's cultivation is, it is impossible to compete with Qin Lang's 360 large and small dantians in Zhoutian. The formation of these 360 large and small dantians is not just as simple as increasing the power to 360 times. Otherwise, it cannot be called an innate skill.
Qin Lang's 360 large and small dantians this week are like opening up the prototype of a world in his body. The big dantian is like the center of the world, and the remaining small dantians become a link in the cycle of this world. The cycle of the great road and the endless cycle of life and life, because it corresponds to the number of heaven and earth, is equivalent to the prototype of a world of vitality formed in Qin Lang's body.
Although this world of vitality is only a prototype, it is enough to make Qin Lang stand out from the crowd.
Although Zhisou gathered all his strength, he was still unable to resist under Qin Lang's suppression, and his back began to bend.
The rest of the people thought that even if Zhisou was defeated by Qin Lang, he should be able to sustain a few moves, but they didn't know that Qin Lang completely suppressed Zhisou at a single word, so the rest of the people immediately took action and attacked Qin Lang from different directions.
boom! boom! boom! boom! boom! boom! ~
Qin Lang continued to suppress Zhisou with one hand, and struck out with lightning speed with the other hand, hitting in all directions. Although he had only one hand, he completely blocked the attacks of the others, making it impossible to predict the speed of his attacks. There are multiple pieces.
In fact, Qin Lang's body remained motionless, as if he had taken root on the ground.
Only when you are still can you move.
Qin Lang's understanding of the art of movement and stillness was obviously more profound. After Qin Lang's fist knocked away the rest of the people, Zhisou was completely suppressed by Qin Lang. Now Zhisou had to bow to Qin Lang to express his surrender.
"Young man...the dignity of the Kingdom of God must not be desecrated!"
Although Zhisou was forced to bow and salute, he obviously did not give in in his heart. This old guy obviously still had a trump card that he had not yet used. At this time, the divine power in his body finally burst out, and he seemed ready to fight Qin Lang to the death.
Zhisou's divine power exploded, and the power of the small world of Huaxu Kingdom suddenly began to bless him. The other Shinto practitioners also took action, appearing behind Zhisou one after another, and blessing Zhisou with their own divine power.
Obviously, they want to gather the power of the entire Huaxu Kingdom to compete with Qin Lang!
The only one who didn't move was Hua Yingtian, because he had been subdued by Qin Lang a long time ago. He knew that the winner of this fight must be Qin Lang.
Even if Zhisou and others tried their best, they could not defeat Qin Lang.
"Unrepentant!"
Qin Lang snorted coldly, and continued to press Zhisou with his big hand. Although Zhisou had been blessed by the power of Huaxu Kingdom and other Shinto masters at this time, it was nothing more than that to Qin Lang. Qin Lang just used the wood grain marks to continuously attack Drawing huge vitality from the other world is enough to suppress Zhisou and others.
However, since he wanted to suppress people and kill people, Qin Lang was ready to make them more desperate, so Qin Lang also showed the power blessing that Huaxia World had received. Above Qin Lang's head, a huge dragon appeared. This is Huaxia World The power of blessing.
Although Zhisou and others can also get the blessings of the Huaxu Kingdom, which has been their base for many years and has a solid foundation, but compared with today's Chinese world, it is like the setting sun and the rising sun. What's more, Zhisou and others received the blessing from the country of Huaxu, which was only a partial blessing, but the blessing from the Chinese world that Qin Lang received was 100% blessing.
"impossible!"
Seeing the dragon appearing above Qin Lang's head, Zhisou and others couldn't help shouting these three words in their hearts, because Qin Lang was so unbelievably strong. They originally thought that Qin Lang could suppress them and join forces because Qin Lang used all his strength and also used the help of Qin Lang. With the blessing of the power of the Chinese world, who knew that Qin Lang had suppressed these self-righteous "gods" without even using the power of the Chinese world!
Whether you accept it or not, this is truly a talented person from generation to generation.
The masters of the country of Huaxu could only barely block Qin Lang, but they sadly discovered that Qin Lang had not even used all his strength, and even the power of the blessing of the Chinese world had not been exerted.
People in Huaxu Kingdom all consider themselves gods. They have never paid attention to outsiders and monks. However, the appearance of Qin Lang at this moment and the strength shown by Qin Lang deeply shocked them.
The power of the Chinese world above Qin Lang's head has not been suppressed because he wants these old guys to surrender. Although these old guys are hateful, they are still of the Chinese lineage. If they are killed, Qin Lang will not get any benefits.
"Zhisou, right? How have you considered my conditions?" Qin Lang asked while continuing to exert pressure.
"We are all gods, how can we fight for a stupid dog!" Zhisou insisted through gritted teeth.
"They are indeed a stubborn group of people." Qin Lang sneered. "In your eyes, I used to be a stupid dog, but now, you have been suppressed by a stupid dog, aren't you?"
"A scholar can be killed but not humiliated!" These old guys have always been stubborn and stubborn.
"So what if it's humiliating?" Qin Lang continued to exert pressure, this time forcing these old guys to kneel down directly.
Zhisou and others struggled to support, but they were still unable to resist Qin Lang's power.
"Shameless!" Qin Lang snorted coldly.
"Elders -" Hua Yingtian began to persuade again at this time, "elders, those who understand the current affairs are heroes. Although we are all gods, only those who survive can become gods. Our country of Huaxu What is the meaning of existence? Isn’t it just to cultivate a real god one day and make the country of Huaxu a real god? But now we have to exist. Mr. Qin’s strength exceeds ours, and his realm and cultivation are also More than us. If someone can really become a god, maybe he has a better chance than any of us. Since we think of ourselves as gods, why don't we follow the real gods? In this way, it is possible for us people Truly touching God’s realm.”
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