After the selection of the Eight Desolation Cities came to an end, the selection of Canglan City also came to an end quickly, and Yang Zijun, the Dan Dao genius of the northern planet, won the championship unexpectedly.

When the news came out, the city lord of Canglan City had already begun to let Yang Zijun start refining the spirit pill.

The unhurried pace of the Eight Desolation City was finally forced to hurry a little, and after Qin Lang stayed quietly in the City Lord's Mansion for three days, the elderly counselor came to invite him to meet the City Lord of the Eight Desolation City.

In the past three days, Qin Lang had already roughly understood what kind of person this city lord of the Eight Desolations City was during the discussions among the guards and maids around him.

It can be described as absurd, just singing and dancing every day, and he doesn't pay much attention to the affairs of the Eight Desolate Cities at all, even the competition for the main city of Canglan Star, the alchemist selection competition, etc., are all handled by the elderly counselor, and he doesn't pay much attention to it at all.

After knowing the character of the city lord of the Eight Desolation City, Qin Lang's interest in him greatly decreased, and the only thing he wanted to know was what the Danfang in his hand was.

In the council hall, there was still the smell of wine and rouge from last night, and the city lord of the Eight Desolations City sat on a high seat, watching the elderly counselor take Qin Lang in.

"City Lord, this is Qin Changkong, who won the first place in the selection of alchemists, he is a very talented alchemist......" After the elderly counselor visited the city lord, he began to introduce Qin Lang.

The city lord of Eight Desolate City interrupted him with a frown, "A six-pattern alchemist, won the first place, how did you do it, what about that Huang Ye and Chen Xiao? Even if the two of them don't succeed, I remember that there are still a few eight-pattern alchemists, but there are eight-pattern alchemists Yang Zijun selected over there in Canglan City, and we have to choose an eight-pattern alchemist, how did you get such a person?"

"This ...... Although Qin Changkong is only a six-pattern alchemist, his true alchemy technique is not inferior to any eight-pattern alchemist, and in terms of alchemy, I am still a little confident that I will not be mistaken. The elderly counselor said with some embarrassment.

He didn't expect that before he finished speaking, the city lord would dismantle the stage like this, but fortunately, Qin Changkong didn't seem to be so angry or displeased.

The city lord of the Eight Desolations City seemed to remember that the old counselor was a ten-pattern alchemist, so he nodded and said, "Forget it, since you think he can do it, then let him be." ”

"Thank you for your trust. The elderly counselor hurriedly thanked him, "I believe that Qin Changkong will not let us down." ”

"Qin Changkong, I gave up a lot of Eight Pattern Alchemists before I chose you, don't mess up me, otherwise, death is inevitable!" The City Lord of the Eight Desolation City said viciously.

The old counselor's face turned pale, he didn't expect the city lord to make such a request, he didn't say that if the refining was not successful, he would be executed.

This is tantamount to deceiving Qin Changkong in disguise, and it is hard to guarantee that it will not arouse his heart of resistance.

The old counselor only hoped that Qin Changkong would understand the situation and not be right with the city lord, he couldn't hear Qin Changkong's answer for a long time, and glanced back at Qin Changkong, but saw that Qin Changkong was looking at the city lord of the Eight Desolations City in front of him with a smile.

"What do you see, thank you for the trust of the city lord?" the old counselor broke out in a cold sweat on his forehead.

Qin Changkong laughed out loud and said, "I'm looking at a toad." ”

"What did you say?" the city lord and the counselor were shocked.

"Didn't you hear clearly, I said you were a toad, the city lord of the Eight Desolations, right?" Qin Lang said again without hesitation.

"You're looking for death!" The city lord of the Eight Desolations City blushed, stood up suddenly, and the monstrous momentum on his body exuded, pressing towards Qin Lang and the counselor like a mountain and a sea.

The counselor's face flushed, and he took seven steps back in a row before he could barely resist the momentum of the city lord of the Eight Desolations, and looked at Qin Lang in horror in his heart, not knowing why Qin Lang suddenly went crazy, and actually took the initiative to provoke the moody city lord.

"Could it be that the words of the city lord just now made him feel resentful, alas, the young man is really ......" The old counselor sighed in his heart, and was about to open his mouth to intercede for Qin Changkong, but saw that Qin Changkong not only did not take half a step back in the oppression of the city lord's momentum, but walked slowly forward, against the breath of the city lord of the Eight Desolations.

"This?" the elderly counselor couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

He knew very well the strength of the city lord of the Eight Desolations, that was a monk who had been promoted to the late stage of the Yuan Infant, and ordinary Yuan Infant monks were not the opponents of the city lord of the Eight Desolations City at all.

It is precisely by virtue of this strength that the city lord of the Eight Desolation City controls one side in the Eight Desolation City, and no one dares to disobey him.

But now Qin Changkong looks no weaker than the city lord of the Eight Desolation City.

The city lord of the Eight Desolations City sank his face, and he already understood that the comer was not good.

This Qin Changkong, who approached him in the name of alchemist selection, was not so simple.

Qin Lang smiled faintly: "Do you remember the Purple Dust Fairy?"

"Zichen, do you know her?" the city lord of the Eight Desolations City was stunned.

"Don't just know. Just like you, you also want to get the Purple Dust Fairy, what are you saying that you are not a toad?"

"It turns out that you are here for her!Where is she now?After I killed you, I immediately went to arrest her in person, Zichen has been eyeing her for a long time, and I can't escape from my palm!"

Qin Lang shook his head and sighed: "You are still so unenterprising, playing in this palace all day long, I thought you were still a character." Do you know that even if I don't come, in a few decades, Zichen will achieve great success, kill back to the Langya Galaxy, and raze your Eight Desolate Cities to the ground. ”

"Hehe, what kind of joke are you talking about?Zichen is just a Jindan monk, and she may not be able to break through to the Yuanying realm in a few decades, if she wants to break through my Eight Desolation City, it is impossible in this life!" The City Lord of the Eight Desolation City did not believe Qin Lang's words.

Qin Lang shrugged, "Anyway, you won't live that long, and you won't be able to see that day coming." I'm here to vent my evil anger to Zichen, you hurry up and hand over the Dan Fang, so I can send you on your way. ”

"You want to kill me? It's up to you?" The city lord of the Eight Desolation City was furious, in this Eight Desolation City, on the Canglan Star, there was no known how long it had been since a monk had threatened him like this.

The elderly counselor was only stunned when he heard it from the sidelines, he thought that Qin Lang was not angry with the city lord's attitude, but he didn't expect that Qin Lang was going to go against the city lord at all.

"Someone!" The old counselor's divine thoughts continued to transmit out, and soon many guards rushed in, looking blankly at the City Lord of the Eight Desolations City and Qin Changkong.

Qin Changkong and they also knew each other, that was the champion of the alchemist selection, and the alchemist respected by everyone, why did he seem to be opposed to the city lord of the Eight Desolations?

The elderly counselor hurriedly said: "Why are you still stunned? Hurry up and catch Qin Changkong and come down!"

Only then did these guards suddenly understand that it turned out that Qin Changkong had really offended the city lord, no wonder the atmosphere was so weird, and there was a faint murderous aura.

"Qin Changkong, hurry up and arrest him!" The leader of the guards rushed towards Qin Changkong with the monks.

Qin Lang ignored them, just looked at the city lord of the Eight Desolation City, and said, "I don't want to destroy your Eight Desolation City, you just need to tell me Danfang, and I will kill you alone." ”

"Fart!" The city lord of the Eight Desolations City took a sip and said to the guard, "Take him down for me!"

"Why let them die. Qin Lang said indifferently.

With a single backhand, he directly penetrated all the guards in the path, smashing the gate of the palace fiercely.

The monks shrouded in his power were all shattered into a cloud of blood mist, and they couldn't survive at all.

The pupils of the guard leader shrank, and Qin Changkong had already swung out another palm, and a large area of the guards shattered into a blood mist, and he had no power to fight back at all.

After the third palm was waved, the leader of the guards was also swept by the palm wind, only to feel that it was dark in front of him, and the bones all over his body were scattered, and Yuan Ying involuntarily fled from his body, but was scattered by the aftermath.

After the three palms, the guards of the city lord of the Eight Desolations City were almost all wiped out, and the gorgeous palace also had three more big mudras, which was extremely eye-catching.

The city lord of the Eight Desolations City was horrified in his heart, he asked himself that he couldn't do Qin Changkong's level, and couldn't help but ask: "How can Zichen know a monk like you? With your strength, you are enough to be the lord of a city, why bother to stand up for her as a little monk and insist on offending me in the Eight Desolation City?"

"Little Monk?" Qin Lang raised his eyebrows, "You don't know what kind of existence Zichen is, hundreds of years later, this little monk is a supreme immortal venerable, and you are an ant!"