The old man was so angry that he gritted his teeth, but he was helpless.
Ye Lang is right. He is a fourth-level intermediate alchemist. Although he is in the Medicine Hall, he can be considered a senior level existence.
However, compared with the huge medicine palace, he is nothing at all. Inside, he is just an ordinary deacon, and he reluctantly became the deacon because of the trust relationship.
"You brat, don't you even know what's better? You're really blind. You don't even want a fourth-grade intermediate elixir!"
In the end, the old man in red robe could only curse and say, feeling very angry in his heart.
He quickly looked at the direction in which the green dragon was flying away, and couldn't help but frown: "What kind of cultivation level does this kid have? That green dragon is not simple, and it was easily beaten away by him with one punch.
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At this time, Ye Lang was mentally scanning the forest, looking for high-level spiritual herbs.
Having already broken through to the seventh level of Qi Emperor cultivation, he has great confidence in his own cultivation.
"Hey, there are two more fifth-grade spiritual grasses!"
Soon, Ye Lang discovered two more fifth-grade spiritual grasses and flew directly over.
When he flew not far away, he immediately moved his mind and turned his mental power into a huge invisible palm, pulling up the two spiritual grasses. Then he used his mental power to control the two spiritual grasses.
The spiritual grass flew toward him.
"My mental strength is not weak!"
However, as soon as Ye Lang got the spiritual grass, he found that he was being targeted by a middle-aged man.
He glanced at the other person and smiled lightly: "Haha, thank you for the compliment!"
The corner of the man's mouth twitched fiercely for a few times, and then he said: "Do you think I came here specifically to praise you? Don't you understand what I mean?"
Ye Lang looked at the other person and smiled faintly: "The fifth-grade Qi Emperor is indeed powerful, but this spiritual grass should not belong to you. I will not take it out if it reaches my hand!"
When the man heard Ye Lang's words, he frowned immediately. He had tried his best to hide his cultivation. Unexpectedly, Ye Lang saw through it, and it only took a moment.
"Haha, boy, are you trying to deceive me?"
However, soon there was a smile on the middle-aged man's lips, and then he said: "There are not many people with the Qi Emperor cultivation level who have entered this secret realm, and I don't believe it, I just happened to meet you with a higher cultivation level.
Besides, even if you are a sixth-grade Qi King, you may not be my opponent. After all, I am the protector of the Rakshasa Sect!"
"Rakshasa Sect?"
When Ye Lang heard this, he didn't want to kill the other party at first, but he suddenly felt a murderous intention in his heart. This was a large sect under the Ghost League.
Unexpectedly, this man turned out to be from the Rakshasa Sect.
"What's wrong? Are you scared?"
Seeing Ye Lang's expression, the other party thought that Ye Lang was scared, so he immediately smiled and said: "If you are scared, hand over the spiritual grass now, and I won't kill you. Otherwise, I'm afraid I won't have a chance!"
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"Haha, it looks like you are crazy!"
Ye Lang chuckled and said to the other party: "Unfortunately, it's me you met today. I don't care whether you are the protector of the Rakshasa Sect or not. Since you want to rob me, then you only have one word of death.
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"Arrogant!"
The other party didn't expect that Ye Lang would dare to talk to him like this, so he roared and slapped him in front of him with one hand.
As the man slapped him, a huge aura palm suddenly formed in front of him. After the aura palm was formed, it came straight towards Ye Lang with a whistling wind sound.
After launching the attack, the middle-aged man also had a smile on his face. His attack was just a tentative attack. If Ye Lang was not even the Qi King, he would not be able to withstand his attack. When the time comes, he would directly
He was killed by him. If Ye Lang's cultivation level is not bad, if he is a second-level or third-level Qi King or something, he can barely use martial arts to take his attack. But in this way, what kind of cultivation level is Ye Lang?
Because, he believed he could see through it easily.
However, in the face of his attack, Ye Lang just smiled faintly and directly blasted his attack with a fist, catching it with all his physical strength.
"Boy, it seems that your cultivation level is indeed not weak. You are at least a fourth-grade Qi Emperor!"
The middle-aged man's face darkened, he turned his palm and took out a sword: "However, you have offended me today, and your career as a casual cultivator is over!"
Ye Lang smiled faintly. Unexpectedly, the other party thought he was a casual cultivator, and his sense of superiority was quite high.
"call out!"
In the next second, the opponent injected spiritual energy into the sword in his hand, and slashed at Ye Lang with one strike.
"This attack is really not weak!"
Ye Lang took a look and found that the opponent's slash was indeed very strong. That kind of sword energy was really not something that ordinary fifth-grade Qi Emperors could display.
However, Ye Lang naturally ignored the opponent's attack. With a wave of his hand, a long line of spiritual energy flew out, easily catching the opponent's attack.
"Good boy, you were able to defeat me so easily in my martial arts. It really took a lot of effort!"
After the man looked at Ye Lang, he actually landed on the ground and put away the sword in his hand.
He suddenly squatted on the ground and pressed one hand directly on the ground.
"What!"
Ye Lang didn't expect that this time the opponent didn't use spiritual energy or martial arts. Vine plants appeared directly from the ground, instantly tied up his hands and feet, and quickly entangled him.
"Haha, boy, let me see what you should do!"
The man laughed and said again: "Although your cultivation level is higher than mine and has reached the seventh-grade Qi Emperor cultivation level, it is normal for you to be killed by me due to your carelessness!"
The other party stood up, with a proud look on his face.
Ye Lang was indeed careless. He did not expect that the other party could launch such an attack without using spiritual energy.
After he struggled a few times, the vines shrank tighter and tighter.
His body was filled with spiritual energy. He was shocked suddenly, but found that it was useless.
When the other party saw that Ye Lang was still struggling, he laughed again: "Haha, it's useless. I have the power of heaven and earth. The more you struggle, the tighter it gets, and your hands are tied."
, just wait to be killed!"
After finishing speaking, a thorn-like vine appeared in front of Ye Lang. It looked like a spear, ready to pierce Ye Lang's heart.
"Haha, I was indeed careless. I didn't expect you to be able to use the power of heaven and earth!"
Ye Lang didn't feel scared, but just felt a little surprised.
His mind moved, and suddenly, space sharp blades appeared, instantly cutting off the vines that were helping him. Then he pointed forward again, and the huge vines were also cut off.
"The power of space!"
The man was stunned for a moment and soon turned pale with fear.
