For others, the flesh of the Blood Demon Beast may only be refined into true martial qi and used to increase cultivation, as for the appearance and beauty and blood replenishment, it is only the effect of the Blood Demon Beast's flesh.

And Qin Lang's appearance has indeed changed amazingly, but this is not the point.

Blood!

He found that his blood had also changed dramatically, or rather evolved.

Human blood, in general, is not under its own control. But Qin Lang had a wonderful feeling, and the blood in his body seemed to be controlled by himself.

What does this mean? Qin Lang knew very well in his heart.

When one can control one's own blood, then one can undoubtedly prolong one's life in the moment of severe trauma.

Especially in such a cruel world as the True Martial Realm, Qin Lang may not experience less bloody battles next, he can control his own blood, and he is invisibly equivalent to an immortal Xiaoqiang.

Don't be afraid of bleeding, this is the biggest advantage in battle, you can lose both sides of the opponent by a large margin, the opponent bleeds, but you are still alive.

Qin Lang still couldn't believe it, he directly took a knife and cut his arm.

"Brother, why are you hurting yourself?" exclaimed. Ren Jian also looked at Qin Lang in a daze: "This guy, is his head funny?"

But the next moment, the two froze.

The knife was very sharp, and Qin Lang was also very hard, so he cut an inch-long hole in one fell swoop, and blood flowed out at once, and Qin Lang frowned in pain. But he tried it immediately, and a miraculous scene happened, and all the blood that flowed out flowed back.

Such a big opening stopped bleeding, and there was no blood in that area.

Qin Lang was so excited, he mentioned it, it seemed that he could really control the blood in his body.

"Hey, by the way......" Qin Lang stood up suddenly. Staring down at his dick. No one else did the most sacred of things—he controlled his own blood and gathered it to his own JJ......

Under Ah Qing and Renjian's dull eyes, Qin Lang's second child quickly raised his head, and finally raised his head to the sky like a cupola cannon. The pants are about to be torn.

"Haha......" Qin Lang laughed wildly. A demonic face showed a rippling expression: "...... That's great. Seven times in one night, it's no longer a dream, who can be a more man than me?

Legendary. The man who can rise up and fight at any time is me - the blood does not dry, and the golden gun does not fall!"

"......" Ah Qing's face flushed. Renjian is extremely envious and willing to bow down.

A pot of blood demonic beast's meat was finally eaten, Ah Qing ate most of it, Renjian ate more than ten shredded meat, and Qin Lang and Dugu Meizi each ate one shredded meat.

Obviously, several people didn't eat enough, and Qin Lang offered another piece of fierce beast meat.

For these pieces of his fierce beast meat, Qin Lang didn't mind sharing them with others, anyway, as long as he ate a little bit, he could absorb the genes in the fierce beast meat.

So far, Qin Lang has absorbed three genes:

First of all, in the low-martial world, the cute Condor, after eating it, it can give birth to a pair of wings at any time.

Then after entering the True Martial Realm, the ants and beasts sublimated the power of the flesh tenfold.

Finally, it is the Blood Demon Beast, which allows itself to control the blood in the body.

Ah Qing is obviously well-informed, she looked at this piece of meat, and said: "This is a purple hedgehog with the lowest and twelfth heaven realm, although it is only the twelve heavens, but its attack power and defense are not low, the ordinary thirteen heavens fierce beasts are not it, this is estimated that the fourteenth heaven beast is chasing it, crushing the thorns on its body, making its flesh and blood fly......"

Purple hedgehog?

Qin Lang was stunned, this is what Shenma means, this piece of meat is hedgehog meat, can I still eat it? When the time comes, a bunch of spikes will grow on his body, won't he not look like a human?

For the first time, Qin Lang was a little scared.

If this piece of meat was not introduced by Ah Qing, he would eat it in such a daze, wouldn't it be a tragedy?

But Qin Lang's personality is the kind of person who has no taboos, he can't talk about big nerves, he can only be regarded as a natural optimist and a wild faction.

Because of this, Qin Lang immediately gritted his teeth and threw all his scruples out of the clouds, with only one thought in his heart - seeking wealth and danger!

"Okay, as the saying goes, 'support the bold, starve the coward', if there are really thorns on the body, Lao Tzu will pull out all the thorns on the body. ”

Qin Lang decided and ate boldly.

Besides, you don't have to become a hedgehog yourself. It's like eating the Condor yourself, but you just grow a pair of wings, and these wings are controlled by yourself.

Just as Ren Jian was about to put this piece of meat into the pot, a strange laughter came from afar:

"Little girl, do you still have the leisure to eat there, don't you run away quickly?"

This voice is extremely ugly, like two iron plates rubbing, it sounds like an old man, to be precise, it should be an old monster.

When Ah Qing heard this, her delicate little face changed drastically, and she patted her head: "Damn, I patronized and enjoyed the delicious food and loved my brother, and I forgot about that old guy." ”

"......" The corners of Qin Lang's mouth twitched, and he asked, "Is it a strong enemy?"

"He is one of the Nine Slaughter Old Men, although he is the ninth Slaughter Pig Old Man, but his strength is also quite terrifying, I have been hunted down for more than half a month, and I am trying to take refuge in the Holy Land of the Ancient Ape Clan. ”

Ah Qing replied, her expression was cloudy, she was confident that she could escape alone, but she couldn't leave Qin Lang and the three of them alone.

"Slaughter, slaughter pigs, old man, come, come......" Renjian is face turned blue. You know, he's a member of the Boar People himself. The name of the old pig slaughterer is to kill the wild boar people and eat the wild boar people.

For Ren Jian, the old man slaughtering the pig is an executioner in his heart!

"I, I'll be eaten, I'll be eaten......" Renjian's lips trembled, his eyes filled with despair. Let him be cunning and not like a pig, but today he was still deflated again and again, and he was first targeted by Ah Qing. snatched the meat, pot and stove, and then was deeply hit by Qin Lang, and even bowed to the wind.

Ren Jian recognized all of these, but he didn't expect to meet the old man who slaughtered the pig: "Pig ancestor, didn't you abandon me, today is my end, this is the real place where death has no place to be buried." ”

"What the hell is called, really. Qin Lang gave him a slap.

He didn't panic, his eyes were inexplicable, and he had a quiet smile on his face: "The famous old man who slaughtered pigs." Hunt down a weak junior girl. I think it's really a depravity. ”

"Hehe...... "Hey, hey" In a strange laugh, a fat old man with a hideous face appeared in front of the four of them, this old man had black and white hair and was wearing a butcher's suit. A face full of stubble. There was murder and bloodlust in his eyes.

He stared at Qin Lang. There was an almost perverted brilliance in his eyes: "Man, such a beautiful man, Lao Tzu wants to cripple you!"

Qin Lang was furious all of a sudden. With a gloomy face, he said, "Do you think you will eat me?"

The old man who slaughtered the pig laughed, and the ugly laughter stopped abruptly, he showed a weird smile at Qin Lang, and looked at Ah Qing again: "Little girl, for the sake of your master and mother, I won't kill you, will you give me back my things?" ”

"Ohcao, this old guy turned out to be forced to get married!" Qin Lang scolded in his heart.

Ah Qing's face was disdainful: "What are your things, your waste son was beaten on his knees by me and begged for mercy, and he has already dedicated it to me, and you are still here to ask for it, and you want this girl to marry him, it's just a dream." If my master and wife know, you and your son will be buried together. ”

Despite the crisis, A-Qing is still rebellious and wild.

Dugu girl was also dissatisfied: "You old man, you are really unreasonable. ”

"I said you, where did you get the courage?" Renjian almost collapsed, but he was no longer very afraid, and his tone of voice did not tremble, maybe the fearlessness of the two affected him.

He glared at the old man slaughtering the pig fiercely, and also said loudly: "The young girl's master and wife are about to arrive, old bastard, you have a kind of do it now!"

Qin Lang gave Ren Jian a thumbs up and said with an evil smile: "Brother slut, it's very good, I have changed my opinion of you." Should I sacrifice you to this pig-eating old-timer in exchange for my life? ”

"It's not funny at all. Ren Jian muttered in his heart and said with a wry smile: "You are still worried about your chrysanthemum~"

"Hmph, a few juniors, dare to underestimate me!" The old man slaughtered the pig sneered, his eyes were full of cold light, and he shouted loudly: "Little girl, even if your master and wife are really in front of me, Lao Tzu still dares to touch you." ”

Qin Lang sneered: "You scream like killing a cow, I suspect that there is something wrong with your career choice." ”

He looked at Ah Qing with a smile and said, "Sister, is this old guy's pig-killing knife where you are?"

"Hey, how do you know?" A-Qing was surprised.

"Of course, this old man looks angry, and he is also known as the old man who slaughters pigs, he must have taken advantage of the fact that the thing in his hand is gone, what else is there besides the pig-killing knife?"

Qin Romance said casually, and then said, "Sister, give him back this old man's pig-killing knife." ”

"......" Everyone was stunned, not understanding what kind of medicine was sold in his gourd?

"Beautiful little baby, even if you know each other, I will take pity on you. The old man who slaughtered the pig smiled strangely and was proud.

Ah Qing's face changed slightly, and he said to Qin Lang: "Brother, do you really want me to return his pig-killing knife to this old guy?"

Qin Lang showed a reassuring expression and smiled: "Old man, I can return your pig-killing knife to you, or I can go with you, but I want you to promise one thing: let the rest go." ”

"Little baby, do you think you have the qualifications to bargain?" The corners of the old pig-slaughtering man's mouth turned up, looking extremely gloomy, and his eyes were full of banter.

"Uh, that's it, after returning your pig-killing knife to you, let's play a game, okay?" Qin Lang touched his chin, and his demonic face was full of relaxation and calmness: "As the so-called life is like a play, you won't even dare to play a small game."

Of course, the rules of the game are good for you: I'll give you back the pig-killing knife, count a hundred, and let them go. After that, you can do whatever you want. ”

The old man of the pig slaughterer laughed: "Interesting and interesting, a hundred strokes, do you think that under my nose, counting a hundred strokes of time, will let them slip away." Are you satisfying my desire to 'play with a mouse'?

It's naïve, and the sacrifices you make for them are meaningless, unless you can defeat me. ”

"Who said there was no such possibility?" Qin Lang smiled very quietly, showing a mouthful of white teeth, and looked at the old man slaughtering the pig with a strange and comfortable expression.

The old man of the pig slaughter raised his eyebrows: "What did you say?"

Qin Lang waved his hand: "It's nothing, you don't have to mind, I just ask you, do you dare to play this game with me?"

"......" The old pig slaughterer was silent for a long time, and then smiled: "Little baby." I'm really going to cripple you......"

"Alright, alright. Less nonsense. Qin Lang looked impatient and looked at Ah Qing: "Sister, give him back this old man's pig-killing knife, it's okay." ”

Ah Qing bit her lip and looked at Qin Lang. It's hard to make up your mind: "Brother." This old guy's strength is really strong. You don't want to hold it up. ”

"Brother, I do admire you, but there is too much difference in your strength. I can't watch you die. Ren Jian's eyes showed a touch of sincerity, and he said fiercely. He paused, and then said, "Brother, if you really die, I will put a stick of incense on you at this time of year, and you must bless me to survive." ”

"Haha......" Qin Lang laughed, and said, "Brother slut, this joke of yours is not funny." ”

"You—Can you really do it?" Dugu girl asked, she squeezed her pink fist, and said, "I believe in you." ”

"Enough~" Qin Lang smiled, his expression revealed a little confidence, with a touch of death, but more, it was...... Crazy!

"Well, I believe you too. Ah Qing finally nodded.

At this moment, she can only choose to believe in Qin Lang, the current situation is extremely dangerous, the strength of the old man slaughtering the pig is difficult to measure and imagine, if it is delayed any longer, it is estimated that everyone will have to explain here.

Qin Lang stepped forward and took a calamity on herself, which really shocked and moved Ah Qing, but it was more of a kind of hope - she hoped that Qin Lang really had the ability to turn the tables, and somehow, she had an inexplicable confidence in Qin Lang.

Perhaps, this kind of confidence came inexplicably, but she had this strange thought more than once, this kind of psychology, which she had not felt in a hundred years......

When Ah Qing handed over a pig-killing knife that seemed to be extremely precious and of the highest quality material to the old man slaughtering pigs, he immediately took Renjian and Dugu Meizi and fled away.

She carried all her strength and rushed quickly with the two of them, she knew that she couldn't drag Qin Lang down, otherwise, it would be a sacrifice that would make Qin Lang in vain, and it would really be meaningless.

The old man who slaughtered the pig laughed, took the pig-killing knife, his expression showed a kind of leisure, and he counted in his mouth: "One, two, three......"

While counting, the old man slaughtering the pig's gaze fell on Qin Lang's body, and his face had an obscene smile, which made Qin Lang feel the urge to vomit.

"Just let me fight you!" Qin Lang roared.

In the furious and crazy roar, blood flowed from his eyes, ears, mouth and nose, the bones on his body made a popping sound like fried beans, and the sound of collapsing strings was endless, the sound of skin and muscle vibration was like the wings of thousands of bees, and the sound of blood rushing was like the tide of the ocean!

In this kind of abnormal sound, Qin Lang's body was originally slightly thin, but it was actually swelled several times, turning into a little giant of nearly two meters!

As his body swelled, the skin of his whole body turned crimson, flashing with a dazzling light like scorching fire. The muscles on the body are clearly distinguished, the bulging tendons under the skin are like dragons, the thick giant legs break through the trousers, and the hairs on the legs stand upside down, like iron thorns~

At this moment, Qin Lang mobilized all his spirits, and the blood in his body was boiling, like a raging fire!

In his body, the genes of the ant beast and the genes of the blood monster are awakening, which makes his strength increase significantly.

But this is far from enough, even if Qin Lang's strength is increased by a hundred times, it will not be able to pose a big threat to the old man who slaughters the pig, and it will be difficult to hurt the other party.

Qin Lang relied on nothing else, but his own pig-killing knife.

He had already held his pig-killing knife with his backhand, and he was silently calling in his heart: "The axe is not only used to chop wood, but can also be used to open the sky." And the pig killing knife is not just used to kill pigs......"

"Boom-"

A long and crisp sound came from the body of the pig-killing knife behind him, which made Qin Lang inexplicably happy: "Great, the pig-killing knife has really awakened." ”

The old man slaughtered the pig's expression changed slightly. Holding a pig-killing knife made of dark iron essence and copper, he looked at Qin Lang vigilantly, his arm trembled slightly, and the pig-killing knife in his hand seemed to be wailing~

"What the hell, this little baby...... Can't stay. The old pig slaughterer muttered in his mouth, his eyes showed a fierce light, and he slashed at Qin Lang fiercely with a pig-killing knife, he shot at Qin Lang, which can be described as merciless and wanted to kill with one blow.

"Qiang—"

There was another sound from the blade, and Qin Lang's arm was uncontrollable. The pig-killing knife stuck to his hand. quickly caught up with the pig slaughtering knife of the old man slaughtering the pig.

Qin Lang's pig-killing knife can be described as full of holes and cracks, and even the blade has collapsed in half. The pig killing knife of the old man slaughtering the pig is glowing with a faint dark purple brilliance, which looks mysterious and sharp.

The biggest problem. It was Qin Lang's cultivation that was too shallow. And the old man who slaughtered the pig did not know how many times his cultivation.

"Pig Killing Knife VS Pig Killing Knife'?" Qin Lang laughed. I was confident in my heart: "Lao Tzu's pig-killing knife once opened the world, as the so-called 'skinny camel is bigger than a horse', although my pig-killing knife is damaged." It's still no problem to deal with such a low-level pig-killing knife......"

People are floating in the rivers and lakes, how can they not be stabbed?

The higher the martial arts of a warrior, the less likely he is to get injured. And once you are injured, the less likely it is to heal. It is light to drag on for a year and a half, and it is normal to linger for three or five years. If an enemy comes to the door during the period of recuperation, then if you are not careful, you will pounce on the underworld, and you will never be able to turn over!

The old man slaughtering the pig actually sensed a sense of crisis from Qin Lang's body, although Qin Lang's strength was like an ant in his eyes, he didn't dare to hold it up, but attacked Qin Lang with all his might.

This kind of thing could not have been imagined before, but Qin Lang's pig-killing knife gave the old man the pig slaughterer a touch of pain, which made his body chill and his spine paralyzed.

His pig-killing knife erupted with a dazzling, dazzling bright light, causing the entire space to vibrate, and an invisible ripple rippled that caused the ground to collapse for miles and miles.

This is an extremely terrifying scene, the ground is like tofu, directly pushed horizontally.

Especially at the moment, the position where Qin Lang was standing was cracked more than a meter wide, spreading in all directions, which was simply terrifying.

The only fortunate thing is that the pig killing knife blocked too much power and aura for Qin Lang, so that Qin Lang was not directly impacted, but it was also extremely uncomfortable.

"Bang-"

In an extremely pleasant collision sound, the two pig-killing knives finally intersected, as if they were glued together, constantly clashing.

The old man slaughtered the pig in surprise: "How is it possible, I didn't have the upper hand!"

"Brother, you are the first pig-killing knife in the universe, and you are the world-shattering being, wake up, and kill this pig-killing knife that looks gorgeous but is actually the residue. Qin Lang shouted in his heart.

He gritted his teeth, and the blood in his body continued to gather towards the pig-killing knife, and when he landed, the surface of his pig-killing knife was blood-red, and the cracks were covered with his own blood......

"Boom-"

There was another sound of the blade, and the pig-killing knife exuded a terrifying aura, although it was still bleak on the surface, but it revealed a terrifying majesty.

"Click-"

A crack appeared on the surface of the old man's sleek and extremely gorgeous pig-killing knife, and it continued to spread, like a spider's web, crawling all over the blade.

"Why, how can this be? My pig slaughtering knife is a twenty-second level king-level weapon!" the old pig slaughterer froze, and even his body was a little cold.

This pig slaughtering knife, but his brother sacrificed for him, among the nine slaughter old men, he is the lowest, and the rest of the eight slaughter old men are extremely powerful, not at the same level as him.

And his third brother specializes in refining weapons, this pig slaughtering knife is a twenty-second level king-level weapon, and its power is absolutely terrifying.

But today, such a strange scene happened, a tattered and cracked pig-killing knife actually destroyed the twenty-second level king-level weapon!

The most unbelievable thing is that he is a martial king powerhouse who has reached the twenty-first heavens, a martial king-level powerhouse, holding a twenty-two king-level weapon, he is absolutely invincible in the twenty-one heavens.

But the reality is too cruel for the old pig slaughterer to accept at all. A kid who only weighs about 10,000 catties in his body and has not even cultivated his true martial arts, with a rotten pig-killing knife that is about to be broken, he is unexpectedly rivaled by himself, and he also has the upper hand.

Two pig-killing knives confronted, and each qi burst out. It was like a laser cannon, shattering the space for miles, the ground had already cracked many cracks, the trees were directly crushed by the fierce air waves, the grass was scraped flat, and the earth was swirling in the sky.

This area is completely apocalyptic, and the surroundings of Qin Lang and the old man slaughtering the pig are the only pure land.

The old man slaughtered the pig's gaze twitched fiercely, and the edge of his pig-killing knife finally began to crumble, which was an extremely terrifying thing, and he was attacking with all his strength at the moment, and his spirit was condensed. If you hold a pig-killing knife, you can't fight. When the pig-killing knife is broken, how can you resist the opponent's attack?

"You, you guy, what is the origin? Could it be that you are the descendant of Emperor Wu, no, your pig-killing knife. It's definitely not that simple. Could it be that he is a descendant of the Martial Saint? Is this pig-killing knife the Martial Saint's?"

The old man slaughtering the pig changed drastically. asked fiercely, his eyes were full of extreme unwillingness.

"Huh...... Do you want to know the origin of my ancestors and my people? lest thou die without turning a blind eye. Qin Lang laughed, and the corners of his mouth showed a hint of banter: "We are arrogant, but we are kind-hearted." We are spectators of history, witnesses of vicissitudes of life, elegant winds outside the sky, the light of the universe, water that has risen and fallen for thousands of years, and ice that has never melted...... It is the lack of support for the sky, the Kunlun that raises dragons, the lively and free waves in the Pacific Ocean, and the warm current of the North Atlantic Ocean that favors all beings...... We are not in the rivers and lakes, and the rivers and lakes naturally do not have our legends. ”

"......" The old pig slaughterer looked at Qin Lang fiercely and laughed fiercely.

The old pig slaughterer's right foot stomped on the ground, and with a bang, the sand and gravel swept in all directions like bullets, and a deep circular pit suddenly appeared on the ground. With the power of this stomping, he leaned over and rushed forward, his huge body like a heavy tank, crashing wildly towards Qin Lang!

At this moment, he actually abandoned the pig-killing knife in his hand, his body shifted, and he came straight towards Qin Lang.

As he rushed, the old man slaughtered the pig's left fist and threw a punch. The fist wind tore through the air, emitting a terrible and violent roar, like heavy artillery fire, extremely powerful!

"I'm, old guy, don't bring such a bullying ......" Qin Lang was shocked, the pig-killing knife trembled violently in an instant, and shook back the pig slaughtering man's half-broken pig-killing knife, and at the same time blocked in front of him in an instant, to resist the powerful punch of the old pig slaughterer's prosperous and simple, plain and true.

There is no doubt that with Qin Lang's strength at the moment, there is only one end to shaking this punch, which is to turn into pulp.

The pig killing knife was blocked in front of Qin Lang at this moment, for the sake of the Savior, it was completely horizontally intercepted, otherwise, Qin Lang would still be hit by the strong wind on both sides, and the result would still be the same.

"When—"

In the crisp sound of gold and iron clashing, the old man's fist collided with the cross-section of the pig-killing knife, and the pig-killing knife stood still, while the old man slaughtered the pig took several steps back.

Although his expression was suspicious, it was full of hideousness and madness, he escaped from a small bottle from his arms, swallowed a red pill, and when he landed, the momentum of the old man slaughtering the pig increased again.

"Crackling ......"

In this crisp sound of interlaced bone joints, the huge body of the old man who slaughtered the pig, which was already one meter eight high, actually swelled up again, turning into a big man of more than two meters, revealing a fierce and fierce atmosphere.

"Ohcao, this is not fair!" Qin Lang complained frantically: "This guy is still transformed into a madman!"

The old man who slaughtered the pig, whose body had skyrocketed to more than two meters, no longer concealed his powerful aura, and the strange appearance above his head exuded a terrifying majesty.

A spider covered in patterns exudes a sense of substance, its eight claws in the shape of barbs, shimmering with a chilling glow.

What's even more shocking is that it is this spider that seems to crush the space and earth, and its body penetrates the thick clouds of the twenty-one heavens, looking like a bloodthirsty demon spider standing up to the sky.

This is the peculiar anomaly of the old pig slaughterer, the twenty-one heavens above his head and the spider give people the feeling of suffocation.

For no reason, Qin Lang thought of the banshee in a certain movie-Chun Thirty Niang, it seems that the spider spirit that this banshee turned into is like that.

"Hehe...... " Qin Lang smiled playfully and hummed: "Old man slaughtering pigs, you turned out to be just a spider, and you actually specialize in eating pigs, which is really admirable." ”

The old man of the pig slaughter smiled fiercely, did not answer, but rushed over violently, in the different phase above its head, the spider was magnified many times, its feet were exposed, and at the same time, there were white lines wrapped around the pig-killing knife, and there was a strong stickiness.

"Oh no, old spider. This tactic was actually used. ”

Qin Lang secretly said that it was not good, the old man slaughtering the pig was a person, but he could make the spider in the opposite phase above his head spin silk, which fully showed that the realm and strength of the old man slaughtered the pig were super strong.

The distant ancestor of the old man slaughtered the pig was a spider, but he was still a person after all, and the ability to spin silk about spiders was very difficult to activate - but now it seems that the old man slaughtered the pig has been activated, which greatly improves the old man's combat effectiveness and advantages in all aspects.

A few spider silks were wrapped around the pig-killing knife, and the old pig slaughterer pounced on Qin Lang. He didn't want to be delayed. lest the night be long and dreamy, so that Qin Lang can turn over and escape.

"Damn!" Qin Lang cursed, his hands on the handle of the pig-killing knife, wanting to make it exert its might. Extinguish this calamity.

The pig-killing knife also seems to sense the great crisis of the master. There was a sound of the blade again. It directly shattered the spider silk wrapped around the blade, and once again blocked horizontally in front of Qin Lang.

"Poof—"

Qin Lang involuntarily spurted out a mouthful of red blood, and his expression was slightly wilted. His tiger's mouth cracked in an instant, and blood flowed everywhere.

This is not that the pig-killing knife can't be stopped, but this blow contains pure power, and the old man who slaughtered the pig, as a powerhouse of the twenty-first heavens, is terrifying with great power.

Fortunately, it was this pig-killing knife that was powerful and offset most of Qin Lang's power, so that he did not die.

"Hmph, this time, how do you hide?" the old man snorted coldly, and turned around and left, his body as fast as lightning.

"Lao Tzu's reputation is ruined!" The old man slaughtered the pig with resentment in his heart, but also with a touch of fear: "That kid is obviously just a kid who has just entered the real martial arts world, and he has definitely not been there for more than a month...... Why is there such a terrible blade? The pig-killing knife...... It seems to freeze all my skills in an instant, and even my flesh that has been tempered thousands of times seems to be oppressed to the point of being close to ordinary people! Fortunately, this is just a kind of coercion, but if it takes a little longer, Lao Tzu's martial arts heart will be shattered, and thousands of years of penance will come to naught!"

The old man who slaughtered the pig was scared.

Qin Lang's identity, the pig killing knife, brought great fear to the old man slaughtering pigs.

He knew that with that pig-killing knife, it was really possible for that kid to create a miracle, and it was completely possible to kill him. Fortunately, that kid was not strong enough, and he couldn't exert his full power with such a perverted pig-killing knife, so he escaped.

The old pig slaughterer didn't dare to gamble with his life, he was a murderer, but he was not a fool, and he didn't want to die unclear or worthless.

If he was defeated and killed head-on by a master, he could die blindly, but now he was facing a junior like Qin Lang, who seemed to have just entered the True Martial Arts Realm, how could the old man slaughter the pig be willing?

He was especially afraid of the pig-killing knife, which was so weird and terrifying.

This pig-killing knife has dense cracks on the surface, but it can directly collapse the twenty-second level king-level weapon, what this represents, it is unimaginable.

"Emperor Wu's weapon, no, it is definitely a weapon that surpasses Emperor Wu, it is likely to be a weapon of a martial saint, damn it, this kid, what does it have to do with a martial saint?"

The old man slaughtered the pig secretly in his heart, he felt incredible, in today's world, martial saints are extremely rare.

Even Emperor Wu, in this Divine Dragon Ancient Continent, there are no more than a thousand people, let alone a Martial Saint.

The area of the Shenlong Ancient Continent is boundless, it is difficult to see it all, it is said that a martial emperor flew in one direction for a hundred years, and did not reach the end, what a vast area should this be?

The entire Shenlong Ancient Continent is divided into more than 1,800 states, which means that in some states, there is not even a single Martial Emperor - on average, there is only one Martial Emperor in two states.

And the Martial Saint, it is said that there are even fewer.

Ordinary people say that transcendent sanctification represents an ultimate sublimation, a transformation from human to holy, and the gap in strength is also greater.

In fact, in this world 50,000 years ago, there were a lot of martial saints, and the reason why it evolved into the current situation of the strong withering is mainly that a martial ancestor was born 100,000 years ago.

In heaven and earth, every martial ancestor has a creation against the sky, and the powerful can be a god.

After the birth of the Martial Ancestor, all the qi luck and dao patterns in a region were suppressed and absorbed, even if they died, it would be difficult for the qi luck and dao patterns in this region to recover in a short period of time, and they would last for a long period of time.

During this period, it was difficult for the people in that region to break through and grow.

And in the entire Divine Dragon Ancient Continent, it is estimated that there are only dozens of people who have reached the level of Martial Saint, and it is really hard to say how much.

The old man slaughtered the pig with a gloomy face, how could he be so lucky, he encountered a chance of more than one in a trillion, and met with a guy who was implicated in the martial saint.

He lost the intention of fighting in his heart, and fled in one direction.

"Hey, stop, you haven't counted a hundred yet. Qin Lang shouted, this time, he misunderstood the old man who slaughtered the pig, and he really didn't mean to trouble Ah Qing and the others.

However, the old man slaughtering the pig naturally wouldn't explain, Qin Lang was furious, thinking that the old man slaughtering the pig wanted to chase and kill Ah Qing, Dugu and Renjian, and immediately threw the pig-killing knife in his hand at the old man slaughtering the pig, and at the same time shouted in his heart: "Wow!

At this moment, the pig killing knife did not disappoint Qin Lang, although the surface was still tattered, rusty, cracked, and broken, but it was full of sharp air and endless edge!

"Damn ......," the old pig slaughterer cursed angrily in his heart, and flashed to the side as best he could, and his entire shoulder was shaved off and crushed, turning into a puddle of bloody flesh.

"Boy, you're forcing me!" The old man slaughtered the pig with extreme anger in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth turned up to look more and more cold~

The old man who slaughtered the pig with one shoulder off turned around, standing upright like a demon god, and the strange phase above his head had enveloped him, and his whole person was like a giant, shrouded by the twenty-one heavens, revealing endless surging power!

The ground suddenly sank a few meters and turned into flying ashes, the old man slaughtered the pig cruelly, and the twenty-one black clouds condensed, and finally turned into a shock wave, bombarding Qin Lang at supersonic speed.

This is a blow that exerts the speed and precision to the extreme, and it is also a full blow of the old man who slaughters the pig hysterically, containing all his spirit.

Like a black armed naval gun, it pierced through the scream like tearing the air, and approached Qin Lang in an instant, this was a killer blow - the world's martial arts, only fast and unbreakable.

It was so fast that Qin Lang couldn't react at all, and he could only roar in his heart: "Dodge this blow!"

At the last moment, the pig killing knife still did not disappoint Qin Lang, and in an instant, a soft energy burst out, lifting Qin Lang into the air, and at the same time blocking Qin Lang's body, blocking most of the impact for Qin Lang.

"Boom—"

In the midst of the extremely unrestrained explosion, a pillar of mushroom-shaped black clouds burst into the sky! For a time, the mountains shook, the wind blew violently, the sand and rocks were flying, and the smoke of gunpowder was filled!

The violent shock wave swept away the dense forests within a radius of tens of meters. Many trees more than ten meters high have been uprooted, and their heavy bodies have been thrown out like dead grass. The Qin wave in the air was affected, and was swept over and floated out thousands of meters by the shock wave!

The smoke of gunpowder slowly dissipated in the morning breeze, and Qin Lang circled in the air in a daze. After a long time, he barely dispelled the vertigo in his brain.

"What about the god mother now?"

After sobering up, Qin Lang looked around. Suddenly, I found that hundreds of meters away, there was a huge clearing in the forest from the originally dense peaks and mountain forests. It's like a green head, protruding bald, no longer so pure.

Qin Lang stretched out his wings and hurriedly flew towards the clearing in the forest, the closer he flew, the more frightened he became. I saw that the clearing in the forest was in the shape of a circle, almost a mile in diameter, and the woods at the edge fell radially to the periphery, and many of the big trees farther away were broken at waist length.

When he flew to the sky above the annular clearing, Qin Lang saw an inverted cone-shaped pit with a diameter of more than three hundred meters, which appeared impressively in the center of the clearing. Nearly half of the soil and stones in the pit have melted into a glass shape. There was still a lot of white smoke rising from the charred earth.

"I'll torture you!"

Qin Lang was stunned, and the corners of his mouth twitched: "It's too exaggerated, isn't it? It's actually more powerful than a powerful missile, this power is almost close to a small nuclear bomb!"

After looking left and right a few times, he sensed the location of the pig-killing knife from an inexplicable aura.

Came to a charred black soil, Qin Lang kept digging pottery, digging more than three meters deep, before he found his pig killing knife, because the soil was relatively loose, so Qin Lang did not spend too much time. (To be continued......)