Qin Lang grabbed his hand and said, "Psip stick, Ning!"
'Whoosh whoosh whoosh...'
Throughout the valley, countless crystal daggers scattered on the ground rose into the air, gathered in Qin Lang's hands, and condensed into ice sticks.
The power of the golden elixir was poured into the ice stick, and the stick, which was dark in everyone's eyes, instantly shone brightly.
"I'm going to make you doomed! Ice stick! Smash it!"
Qin Lang raised the ice stick high and hit Azshara on the head with the stick as she just stood up!
The ice stick driven by the power of the Golden Core Realm struck down like a thunderbolt. Its power was increased several times compared to the normal state. Azshara had no time to dodge, so she could only bear the blow with her own body.
stick.
'Bang...'
When the stick came down, Azshara's broad chest was visibly dented, and countless scales on her body were smashed by the stick. Bloody blood splashed everywhere, dyeing large areas of the snow red.
Azshara swayed twice like a hill, then collapsed again.
"It's so hard, one more stick!"
Qin Lang got excited and waved his big stick again, jumped up high, and was struck by another golden light, hitting the lying Azshara on the back.
'Bang...'
Azshara felt that her backbone was broken by the stick, and all the bones in her body made a cracking sound.
Countless scales cracked and pricked into his flesh, and pain that he had never experienced in hundreds of years filled his body again.
"Are you convinced?"
“If you don’t accept it, come again!”
Regardless of Azshara's reaction, Qin Lang raised the big stick again and smashed it with ping-pong-pong-pong.
Looking from a distance, you can see a man holding up a stick one after another, like a crazy fighter, using the most barbaric way to smash the unrecognizable lump of meat on the ground!
‘Bah, bah, bah…’
Qin Lang broke Azshara's arms, broke Azshara's neck, broke Azshara's ribs, and didn't even let go of Azshara's thick tail.
Sara was photographed raw and turned into a piece of meat wrapped in snake skin!
"Still not convinced!"
"It doesn't matter, I'll continue!"
Qin Lang began to slap Azshara on the head, smashing his entire skull into pieces. With the last stick, Azshara was like a deflated rubber ball, and bone residue and slag were sprayed out from his wound.
minced meat!
"Are you convinced?"
Qin Lang had a murderous look in his eyes, and a purple flame appeared on his fingertips!
"I know that as a god-level warrior, you have a powerful soul. If your soul is immortal, you will not die. Then I will burn your soul to see if you accept it!"
As Qin Lang said, the purple fire floated into the void and penetrated along Azshara's head.
"ah……"
The burning of her soul finally made Azshara unable to bear the pain, and she screamed desperately.
"Are you convinced?"
Qin Lang urged his consciousness to control the purple fire, constantly burning Azshara's soul.
"I'm convinced...I'm convinced!"
Azshara roared, his soul trembling in his body, and he was chased by Qin Lang into the blind corner of the tail!
"Now that you've accepted it, get out of here."
Qin Lang withdrew the purple fire, stood majestically in front of Azshara's hill-like body and shouted.
"Don't kill me, I, the Naga clan, can treat you as king!"
Azshara was trembling, communicating with Qin Lang with her soul.
"Get out! I can promise not to kill you!"
Qin Lang stepped on Azshara's tail, forcing Azshara's soul to float out of his body.
A blue divine soul surged out, becoming a miniature version of Azshara.
"Hmph, collect it from me!"
Qin Lang threw the cold iron rod, and the cold iron rod immediately turned into a huge pillar, suppressing Azshara in the rod.
"You...what are you going to do?"
Azshara looked at the dark iron bars around him in surprise. He found that Qin Lang kept drawing some runes on the outside of the iron bars. Azshara was trying to escape, but it was already too late.
"My holy weapon just lacks a weapon spirit. With you, it is the real holy weapon!"
Qin Lang sneered and forcibly used runes to seal Azshara's soul in the ice stick.
"You, you don't mean what you say!"
Azshara yelled crazily and rushed left and right desperately, but found that those runes seemed to be able to suppress the soul, making it impossible for him to break out of the encirclement.
"I promised not to kill you, so I didn't kill you, but I said I wouldn't accept you. How could I kill you for such a good weapon spirit?"
Qin Lang sneered: "Just stay in there with peace of mind, follow me, you will be better than you who have worked hard for five hundred years on your own!"
"You...I won't give in!"
Azshara roared angrily.
"Sooner or later you will give in!"
Qin Lang said disdainfully, his figure slowly fell, and landed outside the transparent palace again!
In the transparent palace, Dayan Xuanlu is still rising and falling, and the six green leaves are constantly providing it with supplies.
"Where's the clan leader?"
More than a dozen Nagas returned to the valley, but they only saw the mounds covered with ice and snow, but they did not know that this was the body of their clan leader.
"Could it be that he is already dead?"
Each of these Nagas stared blankly at the young man sitting bare-chested in front of the transparent palace, unable to imagine that the invincible patriarch could actually be killed.
"Avenge the clan leader!"
"Yes, we must take revenge!"
"Kill the man named Qin!"
More than a dozen Naga tribesmen were stunned by hatred, and they all rushed towards Qin Lang to kill him.
"Um?"
Qin Lang opened his eyes, and a cold murderous aura shrouded the dozens of Nagas. The Nagas who were originally angry and wanted to step forward to fight were all frightened on the spot and did not dare to move forward!
"Azshara, are you going to drive them away? Or am I going to do it?"
Qin Lang sneered and asked, looking at the popsicle stick on his leg.
After a period of silence, a sigh rang out from the ice stick: "Sonia, Rach, take your people back to the bottom of the glacier. Unless you become a god, you will never be born again."
Azshara's voice rang in the air, and more than a dozen tribesmen were stunned.
"The patriarch is not dead yet?"
"The patriarch is not dead yet! That's great."
"Chief, where are you?"
The leader, Grandmaster Naga, looked around in the void and shouted.
"Oh, please remember my order and leave quickly!"
After all, Azshara didn't want her people to be destroyed, so she had no choice but to let them leave.
Grandmaster Naga seemed to have understood something. He stared at the ice stick in front of Qin Lang for a moment and actually shed two lines of tears. Then he turned his head and left without saying a word.
The other tribesmen looked at each other in admiration. Although they were full of questions, no one said anything and followed the Naga master away.
There were only a dozen snake-shaped traces left on the snow.
Qin Lang looked at these traces and slowly closed his eyes. The power of the golden elixir has not dissipated yet. He needs to use this power to continue practicing.
While Qin Lang was practicing silently, opposite Iceland, on the territory of Japan, in a city called Wakkanai, there was a short general wearing a white military uniform, carrying two general stars on his shoulders, and a fierce look on his face.
He was standing in front of a screen with tracking navigation, looking at the halo of light that was constantly flashing on the screen.
His name is Oshima Chuuji, Lieutenant General of Japan, and a typical hawkish representative of Japan. Regarding what happened on the sea less than fifteen nautical miles away from Wakkanai, Oshima Chuuji is going through a mental torture in his head.
"General, the latest news is that the Tengu God originally rushed out of the valley, but was intercepted by a group of monsters and returned. His life or death is uncertain!"
A school official ran into the monitoring room and reported quickly to Oshima Junior High School 2.
"Isn't the Tengu God out yet?"
Oshima Chuuji looked solemnly and asked himself: "Then wait a little longer!"
"General Oshima, there is news from the Tengu Shrine. The nameplate of the Tengu God is broken. The jade of the Tengu God is broken!"
Another school officer ran in and shouted with a sad face.
"idiot……"
When Oshima Chuuji heard the news about the death of the Tengu God, he slammed the table. It was finally time to make a decision!
"I order the Fourth Self-Defense Force, the 7th Brigade, to immediately launch missiles in the direction of Iceland, and be sure to kill those bastards in the valley!"
"General!"
As soon as Oshima Junior High School's order was given, another school officer ran in and shouted to Oshima Junior Secondary School School: "Call from China Special Operations Division 5!" (To be continued)