"I didn't expect Luo Tianzong to be such a behemoth. We were really a frog in the well before! The saint son and saint cultivated by such a super sect must be super powerful, and Qin Changkong may also be in trouble!"
"Qin Changkong doesn't know the other party's details, so he dares to say such things. It's really too reckless!"
"But I would rather support Qin Changkong than those monks from other places who defeat Qin Changkong and take away the opportunity we discovered! These two Luotian Sect monks are so disgusting. Since they come from the galaxy world with rich resources
, they even want to snatch resources from us, they are simply killing them all to prevent us monks from getting ahead!"
There were so many monks watching this scene, some supporting Qin Changkong, some remaining neutral, and even more monks felt that Qin Changkong, who had been invincible before, might die in the ninth level of the Styx this time.
The Black Fox Elders of the Demon King's Palace and the princes of the Demon Tribe, etc., were waiting to watch the show with their chests crossed. They also hoped that someone would come out to fight with the Holy Son and Saint of Luotian Sect and consume some of their energy for them.
True energy, so that it won't be so difficult to deal with when competition comes later.
Even they are still wary of the saints and saints of the Luotian Sect. After all, the Luotian Sect is so famous, and the saints and saints are the sect's geniuses that they have cultivated with all their efforts.
Qin Lang just sneered at the saint son and saint in front of him. King Canglong and King Guo Ji had also arrived at this time. When they saw Qin Lang and Xiaoying, they were both overjoyed.
Qin Lang was waiting for them to arrive, and turned around and shouted: "I will deal with this couple of bitches, you protect Xiaoying!" Xiaoying was imprisoned with true energy, and they were so close, and she would not be able to face the aftermath of the battle between the two sides.
Without the ability to resist, it was precisely with this in mind that Qin Lang did not rush to take action. Otherwise, he would have been too lazy to talk nonsense to this pair of bastards. When they arrived, he would have killed them without any hesitation.
King Canglong and King Guoji both agreed in unison: "Leave Miss Sakura to us!"
When the Holy Son of Luo Tianzong heard that Qin Lang looked like he had defeated them, he could no longer suppress the anger in his heart and roared: "Qin Changkong, you are too arrogant! If I want to destroy you, I need two people.
?I can destroy you by myself!"
A burst of golden light suddenly erupted from his body, and his whole body seemed to be made of gold, and he launched an attack on Qin Lang.
Qin Lang grinned and sneered. This kind of golden body magical power is only a very common low-level magical power in the galaxy world. It may be a bit threatening to deal with other monks, but it is not enough to deal with him.
He faced it without any fear, and waved out his fist, using his physical body and the golden body of the Holy Son to blast together. The ripples caused by the shock even shattered the space near the confrontation.
"You..." The Holy Son couldn't help being surprised when he saw that Qin Lang had punched hard and nothing happened. He looked at Qin Lang in surprise. He originally thought that he had the advantage of magical powers and that the power of a punch could blast
He wanted to kill any Nascent Soul cultivator in this star field. Unexpectedly, Qin Lang could block his fist with his physical body without using his magical power.
He immediately increased his strength and continued blasting with all his strength.
In this punch, he not only used the golden body magical power, but also used the magical power of boxing. If Qin Changkong dared to continue to fight with him, he was confident that he could directly beat Qin Changkong's fist into powder.
Qin Lang really had no intention of changing at all, and still aimed at his fist and punched him.
A silent loud noise swept the entire space when the two fists collided.
All the monks felt the terrifying impact of punches to the flesh.
After the fight, both of them were knocked back by the counter-shock force. When they looked at Qin Changkong's hands, they didn't find anything unusual. However, looking at the golden hands of the Holy Son, there were actually several cracks on them!
Qin Changkong actually punched the Holy Son's golden body into pieces!
"You are not a Yuanying monk! It is impossible for a Yuanying monk to have such true power!" The Holy Son looked at his hand in shock. He had already felt the true power in Qin Lang's body from the punch just now.
That kind of fluctuation is even stronger than him.
Qin Lang smiled coldly and said: "How can you frogs in the well see my true state?"
"Impossible!" The Holy Son was shocked and angry. In his opinion, the monks in this star field are the frogs in the well. They are monks from the star river world of the highest level of cultivation. They are the eagles in the sky!
When the Saint over there saw the Son's defeat, she couldn't help but feel a little dazed. Soon, she also began to use her magical powers. As the hand seals were formed, golden light groups flashed out one after another behind her, exuding a fierce energy.
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Many monks were surprised to see these magical powers that were only used by the monks in the galaxy world. They had never seen such magical powers before. Judging from the momentum alone, they were several times more powerful than the magical powers they learned in their respective sects.
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In fact, in the duel between monks in the galaxy world, the monk's cultivation and true energy are no longer the only factors that determine the outcome. The more factors that can determine the outcome are whether the monk's magical power is strong enough, the magic weapon and
Whether the fairy sword is powerful enough? Among the monks in the galaxy world, most of them are top-level sect disciples who use powerful magical powers to cross a small realm to kill low-level sect monks or casual cultivators.
And magical power is what the Holy Son and Saint of Luotian Sect rely on to traverse the Qingbo Star Territory.
The Holy Son waved his hand, and the cracks on his fist healed quickly, and he roared: "Come again! Da Luo Tian Fist!"
The golden light on his fist became brighter and brighter, and he struck Qin Lang hard. The golden light behind the saint also flew out streaks of golden light, turned into swords, swords and other weapons, and shot at Qin Lang.
Originally, the Holy Son proudly said that he would fight Qin Lang alone, but now he no longer cares about his face, and he must besiege one by two.
King Canglong and King Guoji took the opportunity to rush towards the Saint, trying to save Sakura, but several golden light groups behind the Saint were also aimed at them, shooting golden weapons to block them both.
Qin Lang grinned and said lightly: "It's a joke that you want to show off your low-level magical powers in front of me. I'm afraid you have never seen what real magical powers are, right? I'll let you see them today."
"Kurong Body Refining Technique!"
Qin Lang shouted, green light bloomed from his body, and the shadow of a towering giant tree swayed out from behind, standing tall and tall, covering the entire sky, standing tall and invincible.
The Holy Son's Great Luotian Fist hit the tree trunk with one punch, blasting a large hole more than three meters wide, which was already quite remarkable, but compared to the trunk of the withered tree, which is hundreds of meters in diameter, this small hole of more than three meters wide was
The hole is so big that it can't even move a bone, which is equivalent to this punch being of no use at all.
The Holy Son looked up at the towering tree in astonishment, and couldn't help but said in amazement: "This is a top-notch body-refining magical power! How can you, a monk in a remote star field, have such a body-refining magical power? Even if you are a top-level sect,
It is impossible for any disciple to have it, such magical powers will only be taught to the true disciples in the sect!"
The saint's countless golden light blades shot off large swaths of branches and leaves, but the branches and leaves of the withered sacred tree blocked the sky and the sun, so it was not harmful at all to drop these little branches and leaves.
Her expression couldn't help but change.
Qin Lang snorted coldly and said: "So you are frogs in the well. You rely on a few low-level magical powers to show off your power in front of me. With your level, you still want to accept my sister as a slave? Take her to see the world of the galaxy?
What you can see is probably just the quagmire in the galaxy world, right?"
"Ziyao Divine Fist!"
Qin Lang's figure flew out from the Withered Sacred Tree, holding a ball of purple light in his hand, and hit the Holy Son's chest fiercely. The Holy Son's reaction was also very fast. As the figure retreated, his fist also swung out quickly, "Da Luotian"
fist!"
The two fists clashed again, and the purple light and golden light collided together. This time, a loud "crash" was heard. The golden light on the Holy Son shattered like glass, and shattered into pieces of golden light as his body flew upside down.
Scattered around!
The Holy Son's golden body was completely shattered by Qin Lang's punch. When his Da Luo Tian Fist hit Qin Lang's Zi Yao Divine Fist, it was as if it was made of paper and was completely vulnerable to a blow.
The Holy Son couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of blood, "What kind of boxing power are you talking about? Why have I never heard of it!"
Qin Lang said lightly: "This is the magical power of Zichen Sect's boxing. In two thousand years, Zichen Sect will become the most dazzling sect in the galaxy world. Of course, it won't take as long as two thousand years." (To be continued)