The pure face of the Holy Son was filled with water, and in a pair of pure white eyes, two groups of light like incandescent lamps shone up, directly passing through the shoulders of the Purple Dust Fairy, bringing out two groups of blood flowers.
"Asshole! How dare you hurt her!"
When Qin Lang saw Fairy Zichen being injured, his heart twitched fiercely. With a thought, the seven golden elixirs rotated in unison, and the power of a half-step Nascent Soul surged, and the vast True Yuan shrouded it, leaving more than a dozen people
The gods were trembling with fear!
"Is this the true strength of Master Changkong? It's too scary!"
"I'm afraid I won't be able to achieve this power even if I practice for another two hundred years, right?"
"Look at his speed! It's more than twice as fast as before."
Amid everyone's discussion, Qin Lang's figure drew a series of afterimages in the air, and instantly appeared in front of Fairy Zichen. He held up the ice stick with both hands and punched the saint's face fiercely.
'Wow...'
The Holy Son was hit hard in the face by this stick and sank into the water again.
Qin Lang took Fairy Zichen with one arm, brought her back to Luo Tiancang, and asked in panic: "How are you?"
Fairy Zichen smiled bitterly and shook her head: "I'm fine, I just received two sword blows on my shoulder!"
The Holy Son's light-type divine power was extremely damaging. Just a ray of light punched a bloody hole in Fairy Zichen's shoulders, and it was extremely difficult to recover with Fairy Zichen's true energy.
Without saying a word, Qin Lang took out a Shixiang Huisheng Pill and stuffed one into Fairy Zichen's mouth.
"This is?"
After taking the Zichen Fairy's elixir, I felt an indescribable sense of comfort immediately surge in my body. Not only did the blood in the wound stop flowing, but it also healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"Thank you, fellow Taoist Qin, for the elixir! This elixir is so powerful that it must be extremely precious..."
Fairy Zichen looked at Qin Lang. She didn't know why, but when she saw Qin Lang, she felt a sense of familiarity, which made her quite at a loss.
"If you don't exist, what's the point of having the best elixir in the world?"
Qin Lang saw that Fairy Zichen was fine and stood up slowly: "Just wait here, if anyone hurts you, I will make him pay the price with blood!"
The ice stick shook, Qin Lang moved, and suddenly he was above the sea.
"Frozen for thousands of miles!"
With a cold snort, the temperature of the entire sea surface suddenly dropped by dozens of degrees, and the sea water began to stagnate.
A few seconds later!
With Qinlang as the center, the sea surface within a thousand miles has turned into blue ice.
"My God, it's so cold. Couldn't Zhenren Qin be able to destroy the earth?"
"I think it's enough if it can't be destroyed."
"I think this Qin Zhenren can no longer be measured by a god-level powerhouse."
"Nonsense, I'm already a real person, okay?"
At this time, Qin Lang had already half-stepped the strength of Nascent Soul, and the power he exerted with all his strength was extremely terrifying, making more than a dozen god-level experts outrageous.
"Crack me!"
Qin Lang raised the ice stick high, jumped into the air, and struck down hard with the stick.
With this stick, it was like the heaven and earth were split apart, and the entire ice on the sea was smashed by this stick!
Pieces of broken ice rose into the sky, shining with the light refracted by the sun in the air. The soul of Baicheng was smashed out of a huge piece of ice, still maintaining a look of shock and disbelief.
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"Let's see where you run to again!"
After Qin Lang smashed out these ice cubes with a stick, he glanced at the location of the soul of the hundred cities and swept it away with a casual stick. The ice cube was immediately knocked into countless fragments by the ice stick and turned into countless tiny ice crystals.
The souls of Baicheng were also split into countless fragments along with the tiny ice crystals, and were completely annihilated in the air.
"Hula..."
Another huge ice crystal rose into the sky, it was Archbishop Soriano who was leaning over the Son of God!
The blood-red robe was frozen in the ice, making it lifelike.
Qin Lang swept over again with his stick. The ice block did not break, but was sent flying thousands of meters away.
"Um?"
Qin Lang was startled for a moment, then took a step forward and came to the ice cube.
Another blow with the stick.
"Break it for me!"
The Holy Son in the ice suddenly bloomed with a touch of holy white light, and two white wings slowly sprouted from his back, directly breaking the ice crystal and attacking Qin Lang's ice stick.
"Another holy weapon! You are truly a mobile treasure trove!"
Qin Lang sighed in admiration, and with a movement of his figure, he directly avoided the attack of the Holy Son.
"Where are the people?"
The hair on the hair of the Holy Son stood up for a moment, and he turned his head immediately, but it was already too late. Qin Lang's speed was too fast, faster than the speed of light. In just a blink of an eye, he came behind the Holy Son, and the ice stick had disappeared.
, Qin Lang stretched out his hands directly, grabbed the two wings of the Holy Son, and broke them off hard!
‘Tsk…’
There was an unpleasant tearing sound, and one of the wings of the Holy Son was torn off directly by Qin Lang, and purple blood spattered out at the touch.
"You destroyed my wings!"
The Holy Son flapped half of his wings and stopped crookedly in mid-air.
However, as soon as he stood still, Qin Lang appeared behind him again like a shadow. He raised his hand and twisted the other half of his wings!
"Ah...bastard!"
The Holy Son groaned miserably and had no choice but to take out the Holy Sword again and stab it behind him.
‘Tsk…’
Qin Lang once again tore off the other half of the wings of the Holy Son, put them into the storage space, and then stretched out his hands again.
"What does he want to do?
"Grab the sacred object with your bare hands?"
Several gods were stunned. No one could imagine that the thunderous sword seemed to be nothing in front of Qin Lang. The white hands gently grabbed the holy sword.
That thunderous sword left only a shallow mark in Qin Lang's hands.
With the mastery of Ku Rong's body refining technique and the blessing of seven golden elixirs, Qin Lang's body is comparable to that of a baby!
Qin Lang didn't care at all about the power of the holy sword in his hand, and pulled it into his arms, causing the holy son's body to rush towards him.
Qin Lang raised his foot at the same time, kicked the Holy Son's body away, and put the Holy Sword into the storage space.
"It's too domineering, too arrogant... But, I like it!"
A god-level strongman watched with excitement and was filled with admiration.
"Long live Master Qin!"
Someone shouted loudly and jumped up with excitement.
"You seem to have a Holy Grail!"
Qin Lang moved again and came to the Holy Son with empty hands. The Holy Son shook his body, his face changed, and a huge ball of light suddenly floated out of Archbishop Soriano's body, and he escaped thousands of miles away in an instant.
"Want to run? Stay with me!"
Qin Lang nodded his shoulder, used magical powers and secret techniques, and the golden flying sword exploded out like a rocket, chasing the ball of holy light and rushing over.
'boom……'
The ball of white light was caught up by the golden flying sword in the blink of an eye. With a huge bombing sound, the white light shattered into countless dots of light and dissipated in the air. A palm-sized golden cup was spinning in the air.
Falling towards the sea, it was the Holy Grail abandoned by the Holy Son.
Qin Lang waved to the Holy Grail, and the Holy Grail floated towards Qin Lang.
"The Holy Son was defeated?"
Soriano has restored his appearance as an archbishop. He looked at the scene in front of him in surprise. The moment he saw the Holy Grail flying towards Qin Lang, he suddenly took out a scepter and chanted a spell instantly, and a holy light enveloped him. On Qin Lang's body.
"Great Destruction Technique!"
Soriano's Great Destruction Technique was like a black hole, swallowing up all the ice cubes floating in the air. When encountering this Destruction Technique, they all evaporated out of thin air, and the ice on the sea also dropped several meters.
"Huh? I beat away a cockroach, and another reptile came!"
Qin Lang took out the popsicle again and slapped Soriano directly.
"The Twelve Divine Sticks!"
The first stick directly smashed Soriano's Great Destruction Technique into pieces.
The second stick was that the scepter in Soriano's hand was broken.
With the third stick, Soriano's red bishop's robe was chopped into pieces.
With the fourth blow, the bones in Soriano's chest were directly broken, and blood spurted out on his back.
On the fifth stick, Soriano's head was smashed, his soul was beaten out, and he was buried directly in the Pacific Ocean!
In the battle of Qin Lang, he killed four golden elixir masters from the Langya system, slaughtered Soriano, the archbishop of Western Europe, beat away the Holy Son, snatched three sacred weapons, and became completely famous in the world!
Withdrawing the ice stick, Qin Lang put his arm around Fairy Zichen's waist and took one step forward towards Western Europe! (To be continued)