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Chapter 1950: The Monk of the Immortal Punishment Academy


"I just know, that's why I came here to spread wild."

Qin Lang's answer was very calm, but after saying this, Qin Lang punched out, and the monk suddenly turned into a cloud of blood mist, and he was actually blown up by Qin Lang's punch "Damn it" Seeing this, several other Middle Heaven Realm cultivators immediately surrounded Qin Lang, and flying swords and magic weapons beckoned around Qin Lang's body.

Whoosh whoosh Qin Lang showed the Kunpeng Qiankun Transformation, and the speed of his body technique was increased to the extreme, not giving these monks a chance to form a circle at all, but instead wandering around the bodies of these people, as if he had surrounded several of them in turn.

At this time, it was purely for killing, for revenge, so Qin Lang didn't leave his hand at all, and suddenly these monks were directly killed by Qin Lang, and their essence and blood and even their broken magic weapons were directly devoured by Qin Lang.

Of course, Qin Lang himself does not have such a good "digestive power", this is all because Jianmu's annual rings and wood grain are in play, Jianmu, as the tree of the world, represents the source of plants in the heavens and all worlds, and the most powerful place of plants is the vigorous vitality, restoration, absorption, and decomposition.

In fact, the technique of movement and stillness that Jianmu told Qin Lang made Qin Lang feel more and more mysterious.

Although it is still and moving, it is just two simple words, but after hundreds of millions of years of precipitation, the meaning of these two words is really exquisite, and it points to its origin.

This is like the word "yin and yang", although it is only two simple words, but it is infinitely useful.

The power of plants lies in the fact that they can decompose and absorb many things in a quiet state, even some things that are deadly poisons for animals.

Jianmu wanted Qin Lang to comprehend the art of movement and stillness, that is, he learned to constantly recuperate and strengthen himself in a state of "supremely quiet", and in the case of "supremely moving", he could explode his power to the extreme.

The more Qin Lang comprehended, the more powerful he was at the decomposition and absorption of external forces, so much so that he could not only absorb the vitality of the heavens and all worlds, but even decompose and absorb the essence and blood of the monks, and even the vitality generated by the fragmentation of the magic weapon.

The magic weapons, especially the natal magic weapons of the cultivators, were originally forged by the cultivators with countless efforts and vitality, so after these magic weapons are exploded, although they will produce violent explosions, they will also release amazing vitality, the vitality released by these magic weapons is very violent, whether it is a monk or a martial artist, it cannot be absorbed at all, but Qin Lang can, so after killing these monks, Qin Lang's vitality not only did not consume, but became more abundant.

However, Qin Lang suddenly became ruthless, which naturally attracted the attention of those strong people in the Black Tower, and more monks flew out of the Black Tower like big birds, and the monks who could guard the Black Tower were basically the strong cultivators in the Heavens and Ten Thousand Worlds.

There are also a few monks who are not cultivating immortals, but are loyal to the immortal world, in short, no matter what these people cultivate, they are all masters of deterring.

If you weren't a master, it would be impossible to be selected to enter the Nine Heavens Cultivation Realm.

To put it bluntly, although the Nine Heavens Cultivation Realm is the lackey of the Immortal Realm, many monks are still rushing to do the things of dogs in the Immortal Realm.

After all, among the heavens and worlds, there are many monks who count on the ascension of chickens and dogs.

This time, the monks who flew out of the black tower were stronger than the previous ones, and there were more of them, and these monks once again formed a situation of encirclement against Qin Lang, it seemed that they were determined to kill Qin Lang here.

At this time, on the top floor of the Black Tower, several monks who were releasing a powerful aura also noticed Qin Lang's existence.

There are a total of eight people here, seven of them are very old monks, one is young, but he is the head of these eight people, and the other seven people all call him "Huang Shaozun".

I only heard this Huang Shaozun say: "I really can't imagine that among the martial arts monks, there are such geniuses. ” "This son's martial arts cultivation is profound, but he is not worthy of the eyes of the young master, in my opinion, this son will not live for a cup of tea."

Another old man disagreed, he looked disdainful of a martial arts practitioner like Qin Lang, "Martial arts cultivators, compared to immortal path cultivation, after all, it is just a small path, this kid has only learned a little bit of skin, and he actually dares to come to the Middle Heaven Realm to run rampant, it's just looking for death."

"Not necessarily."

That Huang Shaozun shook his head, and with a wave of his hand, a teapot had already come to his hand, "A cup of tea is not long, look at how this kid is."

If he can behave better, this young man doesn't mind taking action to suppress him personally."

"This son is just a small role, He Lao Shaozun did it, Shaozun couldn't help but look up to him too much," another old man said.

"Talk less, see more."

Huang Shaozun is no longer much, but leisurely drinking tea.

He didn't seem to care about the lives of the monks below.

There are as many monks in the Middle Heaven Realm as there are cows, and the monks who are willing to fight for the Immortal Realm don't know even more, and a superior person like Huang Shaozun doesn't care about the lives of those below at all.

At this time, Qin Lang fell into a heavy siege, but he was not afraid at all, and said coldly: "How many people are people."

Qin Lang directly opened the Ten Thousand Poison Sac, and suddenly countless fierce beasts flew out of it.

These fierce beasts are led by the fat tiger and the fire spirit snow fox, all of which are fierce beasts cultivated by Qin Lang himself, not only do they have the blood of the desolate desolation in their bodies, but also after they absorb the demonic qi of the half-demon realm, they have all undergone a transformation now, and they are really like the desolate giant beasts Roar roar roar In an instant, the roar of the beast was earth-shattering After all, the fierce beasts of the flood desolation are fierce beasts, although they will obey Qin Lang's orders, but their nature is fierce and even ferocious, so when they came out of the ten thousand poison sacs, they immediately became males, and according to Qin Lang's orders, they directly began to slaughter the monks around them That's right, it's definitely a massacre Because these fierce beasts are not only more ruthless than one another, but also more numerous than these monks, the key is that these fierce beasts with desolate bloodlines each have their own killer features, such as the venom of Qilong, the magic weapon that specializes in defiling monks; For example, there are also poisonous beasts cultivated by Qin Lang with his own dark poison, which can corrode the monk's body protection qi; Even more ferocious were the greedy blood Gu, bloodthirsty mantis, and stigmata beetles cultivated by Qin Lang, which were not only unguardable, but also extremely ferocious The insect flute made by the horns of the ancient fierce beast resounded in Qin Lang's mouth, and this sound not only resounded throughout the Black Tower, but even resounded throughout the entire Middle Heaven Realm.

In Qin Lang's opinion, this is no longer a simple insect flute, this is the sound of the horn of revenge from the Huaxia World to the Middle Heaven Realm.

At this time, Qin Lang thought of the existence of the old poison, if the old poison was here, he would definitely be proud of his apprentice, because the poisonous insect beast of the poisonous insect had already begun to draw his sword and point at the Nine Heavens: