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Chapter 313: Not the Master of the Bliss Hall

"I originally thought it was Qin Yang who showed up at this time." King Ling looked at Qingxuan and said, "I just didn't expect it was you who came."

"What? Qin Yang is a big threat to you?" Qingxuan had heard this name from King Ling more than once and asked curiously.

The Spirit King smiled and said: "The threat is huge. He destroyed my South American headquarters and made my entire organization wanted worldwide. Do you think he is a big threat to me?"

"But at the moment, it seems that you shouldn't pay too much attention to him." Qingxuan said with a smile.

The Spirit King shook his head and said: "You don't understand Qin Yang very well. With his methods, he will never allow me to run away in China at will. I can guarantee that somewhere, he is watching me, waiting for me to come.

The moment your strength is exhausted, your strength may be higher than Qin Yang's for now, but if there is a real competition, you will only be played in Qin Yang's hands, do you understand what I mean?"

Qingxuan's face turned ferocious for a while, but then returned to normal.

Qin Yang, who was hiding in the dark, almost yelled, "This bastard is trying to blame me. Qingxuan has a slightly narcissistic and arrogant and ignorant character who is happy with a little achievement."

This kind of person looks like a gentleman, but in fact he is a petty person. In this world, villains

It's hard to guard against hypocrites, and it's even harder to guard against hypocrites. Qingxuan in front of him looks very much like Yue Buqun based on his previous performance. The Emperor's Sword has exploded with such great power, and the temptation in his heart is like the evil sword manual in Yue Buqun's.

The temptation in his heart, of course, was different from Yue Buqun's because he thought he could restrain the evil spirit of this weapon.

"Do you still think you are qualified to fight me now?" Ling Wang said, his pale face gradually returned to normal, like a very normal person. Qingxuan was shocked when he saw this guy, this guy clearly looked like this before

Logically speaking, the attack that he made as if he was fighting for his life should have suffered a backlash, but why didn't it have any impact? Qingxuan was confident that he could see through that the Spirit King in front of him meant a complete recovery.

At this time, the sword beside Tian Wen who was lying aside suddenly shook, and wisps of evil energy came out, and actually ran into Tian Wen's hands. Qing Xuan was shocked, stamped his feet on the ground and ran away like the wind, while King Ling sneered.

, was about to evacuate, but suddenly found that huge rocks around him were blocking his way. At the same time, a music that he was very familiar with but felt different sounded around him.

"Evocation!" The Spirit King was shocked.

"Wrong, it's a requiem." Qin Yang appeared at the side and said with a smile: "I improved the requiem."

"Soul Soul?" The Spirit King was not surprised at all by his appearance, which was natural, and said: "Is this the trap you set for me?"

"A Chinese Qimen Dunjia who is profound and profound, and a requiem that I have changed some of the music to specifically deal with the rules of the spiritual world. This is the home battle." Qin Yang said with a smile: "Let's see."

The Spirit King looked towards Tianwen's direction, but saw that Tianwen's body was a little sluggish, and the evil energy began to dissipate. It seemed that he felt that his own strength was constantly dissipating. Tianwen roared, and actually spurted out a stream of black blood and ran away, and just as he was running away

For a moment, the Spirit King suddenly felt a kind of malaise beginning to spread in his spirit, which caused waves of fluctuations in the spiritual space in his mind. He bit the tip of his tongue and tried to calm down.

Qin Yang smiled and said: "Each necromantic space has its own laws, and once the laws are touched, the necromantic space will weaken. Well, just like a monk who breaks the precepts, he will be punished by the Buddha.

Punishment. Unfortunately, that bastard Gulacchi revealed your weakness which is not a weakness. What is even more unfortunate is that someone happened to discover the spirit summoner.

If the melody in the song can be improved, it seems that it can have several styles. Thank you very much for bringing the Spiritual Song to China. An organization in China that is very knowledgeable about spirituality learned about the Spiritual Music and studied it, and accidentally discovered it.

That's it. Is this what Buddha often talks about as karma? You are from the spirit world and have some connection with this thing."

"Swallow me, and the Holy Alliance will find you sooner or later." The Spirit King sneered.

"Do they dare to enter China?" Qin Yang asked.

The Spirit King was stunned. It seemed that very few people from the Holy Alliance came to China in person. Not very few, but very few. It seemed.

"The Qingxuan who just appeared is a member of the Kunlun Fairy Mountain, and the Xuanyuan Jade Flag belongs to the Shennong Xuanyuan Qiu. These two mysterious forbidden places happen to be organizations that have been constantly fighting against the Holy Alliance for the past thousand years. They are just a little bit young.

You don't know some things, otherwise do you think they can let you go like this?" Qin Yang sneered: "The Holy Alliance has no

I have shared any useful information with you. When you left the Holy Alliance, they regarded you as a member who needed to be eliminated. Even if you come to China, they will not add insult to injury, but they also like to see how many secrets you can force out of China.

We also take this opportunity to see what new progress there are in several mysterious places. Simply put, you are just a cannon fodder to test your firepower."

The more Qin Yang spoke, the uglier Ling Wang's face became.

"Do you want to swallow up my space?" The Spirit King looked at Qin Yang coldly.

At this time, the Ghost Halberd in Qin Yang's hand had already appeared, and he said with a smile: "You are right about this."

"Then let's see what you are capable of." The Spirit King snorted angrily and charged forward, but his speed and strength were greatly reduced. Qin Yang easily dodged an attack and said with a smile: "Quiet can constantly suppress your power.

The power of the spiritual world, plus the power of this Qimen Dunjia to slightly increase the power of Requiem, will be very disadvantageous for you in this away game."

As Qin Yang said, the Spirit King's body was trembling more and more, and the requiem just happened to enhance an emotion that was not allowed to occur in the spirit world. This was a very disadvantageous point. The stronger the fluctuations in this emotion, the more powerful the spirit was.

The power of the world will be affected more and more. Qin Yang does not need to take action. He only needs to keep dodging and draining his energy. Ten minutes later, the spirit king was sweating all over his body, and his skin even felt old.

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"Qin Yang, I didn't expect to be fooled at this time." King Ling knelt on the ground, breathing heavily: "This music doesn't really affect me."

"Discovered? It's a bit late." Qin Yang sneered: "Your body was seriously injured to begin with. Although your spiritual power has improved a lot, some internal injuries still need to be alleviated slowly, but there is not enough time. In addition, the air is filled with

The medicinal powder has already penetrated deeply into your internal organs, it’s too late.”

The Spirit King's face turned red and he said weakly: "Swallow me, it's enough to be a puppet."

"Huh?" Qin Yang was stunned.

"When I gained the spiritual space, I originally thought I could make a name for myself in this world, but then I discovered that I was totally wrong. I am not the only spokesperson, there are more, and more

Strong, and I am just the most insignificant one among them, but an insignificant one needs

To become a powerful chess piece." Blood kept coming out of the corners of the Spirit King's mouth, and the golden light in his eyes began to dissipate: "Do you really think that I, a small seventh-level spokesperson, would leave the Holy Alliance to offend twelve ninth-level people?

Spokesperson? I don’t have this qualification because I have never joined the Holy Alliance.”

"Are you saying that there is someone else who broke away from the Holy Alliance and established the Paradise Hall?"

"Otherwise, would the Holy Alliance allow a seventh-level spokesperson to be arrogant?" the Spirit King sneered.

"It's really layer after layer." Qin Yang frowned.

"Before you kill me, at least tell me which dimension you are the spokesperson for?" The Spirit King's face became more and more ferocious.

"Forget it, you better not know." Qin Yang danced the ghost halberd, and a flash of blood rose into the sky.


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