Mo Dao Shenjun's move against Immovable King Ming is a clever move that uses defense as offense and can combine both offense and defense.
For tens of thousands of years, Lord Mo Dao has consistently practiced Fudo Mingwang, and has reached an extreme level with this technique.
Because of this, he has cultivated the early stage of the Divine Lord to the extreme. In terms of strength, he is stronger than the Jin Yan Divine Lord.
However, Jin Yan Shenjun has gone astray in his practice of speed. He is good at saving lives, but it is extremely difficult to defeat some opponents of the same level.
But once he meets a speed master, Jin Yan Shenjun will be a little numb, such as Qin Lang in front of him.
In front of Qin Lang's golden-winged roc, the Golden Swallow God Lord had no chance to escape.
On the contrary, Lord Mo Dao is capable of fighting.
Following Mo Dao Shenjun Fudo Mingwang's move, an ancient bell similar to the East Emperor Bell appeared in front of him. The layers of the ancient bell shone with golden light and were extremely thick.
"Good defense, I want to see if you can hold up my sword!"
Qin Lang raised his hand, the tip of the Tiandu Sword pointed toward the sky, and he raised it high: "Tiandu Sword Technique!"
A sword came out, like the Yangtze River, slashing down. The majestic momentum shocked countless monks, and everyone was imagining whether they could withstand this sword!
The answer is obviously no. Everyone feels that facing such a sword, they will definitely not be able to hold on. Not only can they not hold on, they will not even have a chance to escape, because the momentum of this sword is too sharp.
At this time, Old Taoist Yu Heng was very glad that he did not help Lord Mo Dao challenge Qin Lang. The little distraction-stage monk in front of him was simply a fighting machine. He was experienced and had a magical weapon at his side. He had many tricks and great power, and almost no flaws.
Could it be that only the God Emperor can deal with him?
Old Taoist Yu Heng was startled by his sudden thoughts, and then looked towards the battlefield.
I saw Qin Lang's Tiandu Sword slashing down, and the Yangtze River gathered in one place at this time, concentrating all its power on one point, and slashed down against the ancient bell of Lord Mo Dao!
"Bang..."
The Tiandu Sword struck the ancient bell of Lord Mo Dao and made a loud noise. Powerful energy ripples spread out, shaking the bodies of Yuheng Old Dao and Lord Qianyang and taking a step back.
The ripples continued downward, covering the entire Qingquan City. Countless houses instantly collapsed under the surge of sound waves, and the originally prosperous ancient city turned into ruins in an instant.
Many low-level monks began to vomit blood, and some strong men in the distracted stage led their men to run desperately outside the range of the sound waves.
"No, run!"
"Help!"
"This is too powerful, leave quickly!"
Many monks scrambled for their lives with pale faces. Above the sky, the Tiandu Sword slashed into the golden light of the ancient bell, but it only entered a distance of less than three inches and stopped an inch above the head of Lord Mo Dao.
Qin Lang activated his divine power again, and Divine Monarch Mo Dao also blushed, his spiritual power surged, and a sluggish scene appeared between the two sides for a moment.
"Blocked?"
Old Taoist Yu Heng's expression was stern. If Lord Mo Dao could block such a heavy blow from this kid, he might not be unable to fight.
Just when Old Dao Yuheng was about to try, Tiandu Sword suddenly cut down another inch.
"Thousands of sword rain!"
The Tiandu Sword in Qin Lang's hand suddenly disappeared and turned into numerous palm-sized Tiandu Swords, all of which went in through the gap in the golden light of the ancient bell!
"No……"
It was already too late for Lord Mo Dao to cancel the ancient bell in front of him.
'Pfft, pfft...'
The countless rain of swords shuttled back and forth in the ancient bell, piercing countless bloody holes in the body of Shenjun Mo Dao in the blink of an eye. Even the soul of Shen Jun Mo Dao, including his Shinto, was riddled with holes.
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It wasn't until the soul of Lord Mo Dao was broken into pieces that the light of the golden bell slowly dissipated.
The Tiandu Sword condensed and appeared in the air again, buzzing as if thirsty for blood, and returned to Qin Lang's hands for a moment.
Mo Dao Shenjun was instantly killed by Qin Lang with one sword!
Another instant kill!
Old Taoist Yu Heng's heart trembled, his beard trembled, and the look he looked at Qin Lang changed from the initial indifference to enthusiasm.
"Congratulations to Fellow Daoist Qin, congratulations to Fellow Daoist Qin!"
When Old Taoist Yu Heng said this, he felt sick.
But there was no way. He didn't know how to close the distance between himself and Qin Lang. If he didn't say something nice, he didn't know if he could go back today.
Facing Qin Lang, Old Taoist Yu Heng was not sure of victory. Even if he was strong enough to reach the late stage of the Divine Lord, he would not dare to try to fight Qin Lang.
"Haha, you are so shameless!"
Qianyang Shenjun looked down on Old Taoist Yuheng with contempt, but he also admired this old Taoist's way of survival from the bottom of his heart. If he didn't know how to observe words and emotions, how could this old Taoist survive so long after he had died so many times?
"Oh? Old Taoist, what do you mean by this?"
Qin Lang narrowed his eyes slightly and asked while putting away the storage bags scattered in the air by Lord Mo Dao.
"Fellow Daoist Qin has killed Divine Lord Jin Yan and Lord Mo Dao. Now the cities under their two names have been owned by Fellow Daoist Qin. How can we not congratulate you on such a prosperous time? Congratulations to Fellow Daoist Qin for becoming the Lord of the Twin Cities. This
You are more confident than Qian Yang and I!"
Old Taoist Yu Heng was like a grassroots, praising Qin Lang again and again, praising Qin Lang as being a bit higher than himself.
Qin Lang snorted coldly: "In that case, as the lord of the two cities, I will ask you some questions, will you answer them?"
Taoist Yu Heng scolded Qin Lang for being shameless in his heart. He actually climbed up with a pole. Unfortunately, he said these words himself. He couldn't take them back now, so he had to force a smile and said: "Since Taoist Qin asked, Taoist, I will naturally
Any questions will be answered.”
"Well, let me ask you, where is the specific location of the relics of the God Emperor?"
Although Qin Lang can search for it himself, the planet is so big that searching for it must take a lot of energy. Qin Lang is too lazy to spend that effort. Although this old man can adapt to the situation, what he says is the truth, so it can be used.
"Well, fellow Daoist Qin really wants to enter the ruins of the God Emperor?"
Old Taoist Yu Heng hesitated and said.
"nature!"
Qin Lang estimated his current strength and found that he should have no problem dealing with ordinary divine kings, but it would be very difficult for him to face masters like Qian Yang Shenjun in the middle stage of the divine monarch.
Even though he could easily kill the junior god king in seconds, it was because of the suppression of the divine weapon and divine power. If it were the Yu Heng Taoist in front of him, Qin Lang would never be able to kill him instantly.
But he won't be afraid of Yu Heng. With the moves of the Golden-winged Dapeng in hand, Qin Lang's speed is almost unmatched. The only thing that Jin Yan Shenjun is worse than him is the lack of moves.
The indigenous god-kings in the Tianhong galaxy do not have exquisite skills to learn, they only have the strength to reach the level of a god-king.
This is Qin Lang's advantage.
As for the relics of the God Emperor, after all, they are powerful men who have surpassed two great realms. If he can learn something from it, Qin Lang will be satisfied.
"Since fellow Taoist Qin wants to go, then the old Taoist can show you the way!"
Old Taoist Yu Heng suddenly became extremely sincere.
Qin Lang sneered, this old Taoist had a changeable personality and was extremely cunning, but Qin Lang didn't care. If the old Taoist wants to plot against him, he must first have the strength to kill him, otherwise the old Taoist will never dare to take action easily.
"Okay, since you are willing to take me there, then I will follow you."
Qin Lang clasped his hands behind his back and actually stood beside Old Taoist Yu Heng.
Qian Yang Shenjun looked at Old Taoist Yu Heng, raised his hands to Qin Lang and said, "Fellow Taoist Qin, Qian Yang has resigned first."
This Qian Yang Shenjun is quite straightforward, and he can say whatever he wants, which suits Qin Lang's taste.
Naturally, Qin Lang would not embarrass him: "Fellow Taoist Qianyang, do whatever you want."
"Fellow Daoist Qin, be careful with this old Taoist."
After Qian Yang Shenjun turned around and left, a stream of divine thoughts passed into Qin Lang's ears.
"Thank you God for your kindness. I have my own way to deal with it."
Qin Lang also told Qianyang Shenjun that he had to give face to people who were kind-hearted.
People respect him a foot, and he respects others a foot. Qin Lang has always been such a person.
"Then let's go?"
Old Taoist Yu Heng looked at Qin Lang and the departing Lord Qian Yang with a strange expression. He didn't know what the two people were planning, so he had to ask Qin Lang.
"I'm not busy. I want to visit your Yuheng City first."
Qin Lang ordered in a condescending tone. (To be continued)