Qin Lang looked coldly at Mr. Li who looked like a dead fish at his feet. At this time, he no longer had any royal pride and air. In front of Qin Lang, he was just a fish to be slaughtered by him, with only a little dignity left.
Let Mr. Li still stiffen his neck and threaten him.
"Really? I don't dare to kill you?" Qin Lang's voice had no ups and downs. In his eyes, killing such a high-ranking Canglong royal family was the same as trampling to death an ant on the roadside. It was no big deal.
Or something worth worrying about.
"Qin Changkong! You can't kill Mr. Li!" Seeing Qin Lang's intention to take action, the Lord of Ciye City couldn't help shouting, "Young Master Li is a member of the Canglong Royal Clan and the youngest son of the Canglong King. Now there is still room for everything.
But if you kill him, not to mention you and the human monks, not even the entire Moon Zhanxing will be able to withstand the anger of the Blue Dragon Royal Family!"
If Young Master Li dies on Zhan Yue Star, the murderer Qin Changkong will naturally be cut into pieces by the Canglong Royal Family and the nine tribes will be killed. Zhan Yue Star will also be angered by the Canglong Royal Family and cause a catastrophe.
The entire Moon Zhanxing was devastated, and none of the monks present to witness this scene could escape, they would all die!
The Great Elder of the Heaven Sacrifice Shrine couldn't help but said: "Friend Qin, the matter has come to this, why not stop it. It is enough to preserve the blood of our human monks. If we kill the members of the Canglong Royal Family, I am afraid there will really be no more
There is no room for redemption, the Canglong Royal Clan will definitely exterminate us humans!"
The Lord of Brahma City took care of himself for a long time. At this time, he finally recovered some vitality and said: "Fellow Daoist Qin, since you have such a heaven-reaching cultivation level, the Canglong King will not go too far towards human monks for your sake. It is still okay."
Negotiate slowly, you can even capture the Canglong Prince as a bargaining chip in exchange for the safety of you and Sakura, the human monks, but if the Canglong Prince dies in your hands, then the Canglong Royal Family will definitely take revenge!"
"The Canglong King is a monk in the late stage of Yuanying. The Canglong War God is also the best among the monks in the middle stage of Yuanying. There are dozens of other Yuanying monks in the Canglong royal family. There are still six Canglong families who can drive them. Fellow Daoist Qin's cultivation is heaven-defying.
, after all, it’s just the early stage of Nascent Soul cultivation, and it’s just a person alone. It’s said that two fists are hard to beat with four hands, so fellow Daoist Qin should think twice before taking action!”
The Lord of Ciye City heard the human monks pleading for Prince Canglong, and quickly said: "Yes, Qin Changkong, listen to your own people, if you kill Mr. Li, you will be fighting against all the monks in the entire Canglong Galaxy!
No matter how powerful you are, can you compete with the entire galaxy?"
"Qin Changkong, stop it. In front of the entire galaxy, one person's power is very small after all!" The monks who were afraid of being dragged down spoke one after another, hoping to persuade Qin Changkong.
Qin Lang listened to them calmly and said, "Are you done?"
Seeing Qin Lang's expressionless look, everyone didn't dare to speak anymore. After all, Qin Changkong was also a terrible murderer. If he was displeased, there was no need to wait for the Canglong royal family to take revenge. Qin Changkong could do it on the spot.
Give them a sword and send them on their way first.
Qin Lang said lightly: "Now that you have finished speaking, why don't you listen to some real opinions? What you said is all from the perspective of your greed for life and fear of death, but you have never thought about the right or wrong of things, and the Li of the Canglong royal family.
Should the young master die or not?"
Qin Lang turned to look at Xiaomian and asked: "Tell me, this Canglong Prince instigated the Black Ape tribe to attack us human monks. Sixteen cities of human monks fell to fifteen cities, causing loss of life, countless casualties, hundreds of millions of families destroyed, and hundreds of millions of people killed.
Thousands of people have been displaced, should he die?"
Everyone's eyes immediately focused on Xiaomian, glaring at him nervously as he spoke. Once he spoke, he might have decided the life or death of Prince Canglong, and by the way, the life or death of everyone present.
Everyone had already seen that Qin Changkong definitely wanted to kill Prince Canglong, so they asked this question. They could only hope that Qin Changkong's disciple would be sensible and not say anything angry.
But Xiaomian is still young, and he is at the age where he is full of blood and passion. How can he think so much? People who deserve to die will naturally say damn it!
"He deserves to die! If you kill someone, you have to pay with your life. He has killed so many people, and he has to pay with his life even more! He can't make up for it even if he died a thousand times or ten thousand times!" Xiaomian said loudly.
Qin Changkong smiled faintly and continued to ask: "This person still wants to protect his subordinates and murderers, and threatens to exterminate us human monks. If we don't kill him, he will kill us all. Should such a person die?"
Xiaomian replied loudly: "Of course he deserves it. If you don't kill such a person, are you going to regret it when he comes to kill us?"
Qin Changkong raised his voice to the sky, looked around at the monks who were persuading him, and sneered: "Okay! This is the truth, right and wrong, clearly. You people are not even as good as a teenager like him! Greed!
You are afraid of death and distort your Taoist heart. I think you are really going backwards the more you practice! I, Qin Changkong, am a reasonable man, and I will kill this man who deserves death today to uphold justice for heaven!"
"Qin Changkong! You don't dare to kill me!" Mr. Li roared wildly, but what he answered was a bright sword light. The sharp light easily cut through the dragon scales on his neck, and directly cut off his head.
Come down.
His Nascent Soul wanted to escape, but Qin Lang smiled scornfully, and with a flick of his sword, his Nascent Soul was turned into powder all over the sky, turning into pure spiritual power and dissipating between heaven and earth.
The noble Canglong Prince of Canglong Royal Family, died!
All the monks looked at the round head on the ground and the monster-like body after transforming into a dragon. They fell into terrible silence for a while. Everyone knew clearly what the scene before them meant, but no one could believe it.
This thing is true.
A core member of the Canglong Royal Family was killed, and his head was chopped off with a sword in front of them, shattering the Nascent Soul.
Since the Canglong Royal Clan began to rule the entire Canglong Galaxy, no member of the royal family has been killed. It is not that every member of the Canglong Royal Clan is very powerful, but because everyone knows the consequences of killing a member of the royal family. No one
can afford the consequences.
But today, Qin Changkong, who was not afraid of the consequences, stood up and used his sword to prove that members of the Canglong royal family could be killed, and he did so decisively.
"The bloody storm is coming..." a monk murmured.
The Nascent Soul monks who came here with Mr. Li were all in despair and their faces were pale. The Lord of Ciye City looked up to the sky and laughed, saying: "The Canglong Royal Family will not let us go. Everyone, cherish this last moment and go back to your family."
Say goodbye!"
The Lord of Thornyleaf City, Ye, stopped looking at anyone and turned into light and flew away. He knew that if the Canglong Royal Family came to find him, his life would be gone, so what other courtesy and friendship would have any meaning.
Other Nascent Soul monks also left one after another, shaking their heads and sighing, looking gloomy, or furious, but no one dared to say a harsh word to Qin Changkong, let alone vent their anger on him.
They all knew that Qin Changkong, who could easily kill even the Canglong Royal Family who transformed into a dragon, had not been for the monks from the middle stage of Yuanying. The monks from the early stage of Yuanying would probably have died as many as they came, and they were no exception.
Today's Qin Changkong is undoubtedly more powerful than the Qin Changkong who frightened the six geniuses by himself last time in front of the cave gate of Lord Zhan Yue.
But they don't need to take action against Qin Changkong, because Qin Changkong will soon die under the revenge of the Canglong royal family. We are all poor dying people. What's the point of not venting our anger? Why don't we hurry up and go back and write
Suicide note.
The elders of the Heaven Sacrifice Platform and the city lords of each city looked sadly at Mr. Li's body on the ground. They didn't know how to deal with it for a while. However, Qin Lang reached the horizon in one step and looked at the frightened black ape monks.
He said calmly: "From today on, your black ape tribe will merge with the human race and help the human monks rebuild the city that was destroyed by you. Do you have any objections? If you have any objections, please speak up." (To be continued)