Shen Lang is the king of the ancient tribe of the wilderness. Strictly speaking, this is not too difficult for people to accept. After all, Shen Lang had already taken out the scepter representing royal power earlier, and Lang Wusheng had even treated Shen Lang once before.
gift.
However, the past and the present are two different concepts.
Her Majesty the Queen was seriously ill and was temporarily unable to control the ancient tribes of the wilderness. Therefore, even if Shen Lang holds the scepter, it can be understood that he only temporarily represents the authority of Her Majesty the Queen and temporarily becomes the king.
Now that Her Majesty the Queen's body has recovered, it stands to reason that Shen Lang, an outsider, should hand over his scepter and Her Majesty the Queen should continue to preside over the overall situation.
But Her Majesty the Queen took the initiative to abdicate, allowing Shen Lang to ascend the throne and officially become the king of the ancient wilderness tribe? Then the entire ancient tribe of the wilderness will obey his orders for hundreds of years?
Looking into each other's eyes, Lang Wu stared at Shen Lang. He had long hated Shen Lang for ruining all his plans and hopes, but now he had to watch this hateful guy become the most noble king.
And also have to accept his interrogation?
For a moment, indescribable anger and unwillingness rushed straight into his chest!
"Why!"
"Why is this happening!"
"Why do all the good things in the world happen to him!"
"Why can't I, Lang Wusheng, propose things to Her Majesty the Queen for hundreds of years without getting permission? But this guy can directly get the throne and make any decisions he wants to make on behalf of the ancient tribe of the wilderness?"
The interrogation had not yet begun, Shen Lang didn't say a word, and Lang Wusheng just raised his head and glanced at Shen Lang.
But just one glance had ignited all the unwillingness and resentment in his heart.
"I won't give in! I, the wolf, can't give in even if I live or die!"
Lang Wusheng howled like crazy, and actually broke free from the restraints of the monks around him, and rushed directly towards Shen Lang.
At this time, the meaning seal that Queen Sky Fox penetrated into his body still existed, and the powerful true energy in his body was completely suppressed like a dead sea, unable to make any waves at all.
But, he is the leader of the wolf clan after all!
Although the physical strength of the wolf tribe is far less than that of the bear tribe, it still has more potential than the average human race. Over the past hundred years, he has practiced unremittingly, and his body has been nourished by the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and has become stronger. Therefore, as the leader of the wolf tribe, he
, even if the true essence is sealed, at least he still has the strength of the first stage of the golden elixir.
The most important thing is that although the wolf clan is not strong in terms of strength, it is very terrifying in terms of speed. It has always been known as a gale warrior. Therefore, in terms of speed, he is far superior to the average Golden Core monk.
The terrifying speed coupled with the powerful force suddenly caused another sudden explosion. For a moment, the guards in the interrogation room had no time to react. They could only watch as Lang Wusheng's pair of sharp wolf claws got closer and closer to Shen Lang.
close.
Ji Wuqin, who was standing leisurely behind Shen Lang, looked unchanged. He pressed his right hand lightly on his waist, and a soft sword wrapped around his waist was already in his hand. She was not afraid of Lang Wusheng in his heyday, let alone now.
Lang Wusheng no longer has the cultivation level of Kongming Realm.
No matter how terrifying the speed of the Gale Warrior was, it was still pitifully slow in her eyes compared to the monks at the Golden Core Realm. So after she turned over her hand and took out the soft sword, she still had time to turn her head and glance at him.
Shen Lang seemed to want to see what kind of expression this guy would show under the sudden change.
However, there was no expression on Shen Lang's face. He did not step back, nor did he wait for Ji Wuqin to draw out his sword. Instead, he fiercely pulled out his sword and swept forward like a ghost. His strong body cooperated with the outbreak of the Demonic Cultivation Nether Lotus Realm.
The speed of the sword was actually a few points faster than that of Lang Wusheng. Then he lunged, bent over and twisted his body to take out the sword, and then he saw a cold light rising and blood spilling into the sky.
Lang Wusheng still maintained an extremely fast forward speed, wailing and fell onto the stone wall of the interrogation room, but his legs stayed in place...
Shen Lang's previous knife almost cut off both of his legs at the waist...
Everyone was stunned. Before they had time to admire his super reaction speed and strength, they saw Shen Lang bending down and twisting his body to slash out with a knife. Shen Lang put the knife away without any delay, then grew up and flew towards Lang Wusheng.
Without saying a word and with an expressionless expression, he used two knives to remove Lang Wusheng's arms one after another!
He lost his legs first. The pain of a broken leg had just been transmitted to his mind along the nerves of his body. Before he could scream from the pain, he lost his arms again! So almost in an instant, his legs were broken.
The pain in the arm comes one after another!
Under such pain, no matter how hard-hearted a man is, he can't help but let out a miserable howl. While howling miserably, the angry and almost crazy Lang Wusheng finally regained some consciousness.
.
In terms of true strength, Shen Lang is no longer a young monk in the Qi Refining Realm or the True Spirit Realm. His body is strong enough to compete with the bear clan's hegemony, and at the same time he possesses the cultivation of the Demonic Cultivation Nether Lotus Realm. With the two complementing each other,
It is already extremely weak.
And with his true essence sealed, relying only on his physical strength and speed, he is at most equivalent to a monk at the fourth level of the Golden Core Realm, and is no match for Shen Lang!
In terms of status, Shen Lang has ascended to the throne and has become a king, and he is protected by a strong man like Ji Wuqin. But he is just a prisoner, so what can he do to fight with Shen Lang?
At this moment, the blood gushing from the broken arm stained his clothes red, and the wound from the broken leg flowed horizontally along the cracks in the stone. He was leaning against the corner, unable to move, or even crawling, and only had one mouth left to moan.
Why should I fight with Shen Lang?
However, he could do almost nothing except howl, but with the last breath of pride in his heart, he suppressed the pain in his body, raised his head and burst into laughter.
"Hahahaha! Cut off both legs first, and then both arms, you are really ruthless! But this also proves that you don't dare to kill me at all!" Lang Wusheng said with a cruel smile: "I know the purpose of your meeting with me today, and you also know
What do you want to ask, but I’ll tell you! You can’t even expect to get any useful information from me!”
Shen Lang remained silent, with no expression on his face.
"Hmph! Even if I lose everything, so what?" Lang Wusheng actually showed a somewhat proud look: "Who has never died in life since ancient times? The worst is death! Even if I die, I won't let you achieve your goal!
How about it, are you unhappy?"
"Ha..." Shen Lang sneered, and suddenly stretched out his right hand. The totem of the Taotie Monster slowly appeared in the palm of his right hand. Under Lang Wusheng's gaze, he slowly opened his bloody mouth.
"You..." Lang Wusheng showed a fearful expression for the first time, and his pupils shrank to the size of a needle tip.
Who knows the evil reputation of the Gluttonous Demon Technique? Although all his true energy has been sealed at this moment, it will not disappear. Shen Lang's use of the Gluttonous Demon Technique at this time will definitely eat away at his cultivation level bit by bit.
Death is not terrible! A strong man like him has actually looked down on life and death for a long time. But he was slowly swallowed to death by others. During the death process, he had to watch his enemies swallow his true essence.
, gradually getting stronger! This feeling is worse than death.
Lang Wusheng was frightened and wanted to struggle angrily. He was unwilling to let his hundreds of years of hard work become the nourishment for Shen Lang to become stronger. But with all his limbs broken, he couldn't even crawl, so how could he?
struggle?
Shen Lang gently pressed his hand on his head and said expressionlessly: "Don't be too sentimental, and don't overestimate your own value. No matter what secrets or information, to me
It’s all dispensable, I just came here today to settle a score with you.”
"No!" Lang Wusheng roared in horror, but he couldn't resist the fact that his true energy was sucked into Shen Lang's palm like running water!
When Tmall Girl and Taoist Cang Jie saw this scene, they were already trembling with fear.
Even Ji Wuqin was shocked by Shen Lang's ruthless methods. At the same time, she finally understood that expressionlessness was also an expression on some people.
Because it represents an extreme cruelty and coldness...