After understanding his current situation, Qin Lang temporarily restrained his mind, because the current qiē was beyond Qin Lang's expectations, and he could only be ready to meet the challenge.

"Crazy body, out-" Qin Lang said secretly in his heart, and then a drop of blood instantly transformed into a figure, all of them were the same as Qin Lang, but in a few breaths, 180,000 mad bodies had appeared around Qin Lang's body, and the evil and murderous aura of the mad bodies were all rich and sky-high, which was slightly different from Qin Lang.

Qin Lang's killing intent and evil aura at this time can be controlled as much as possible, he can already send and receive it freely, and the killing intent can already instantly kill a strong person who has reached the peak level of the ancient king, but there is still a long way to go before killing the 'first promotion to the quasi-emperor', which is a qualitative sublimation.

Then Qin Lang roared: "The tenth generation is added, the body swallows ten thousand spirits, and the nine needles are out of the body." Then Qin Lang's body instantly stretched out nine purple-colored sharp needles, even in such a strange and dark area, it still exuded a cold light.

"Damn, strange thing, why did I increase the strength of my body by less than five times when I added my body in the tenth life, and my body swallowed all spirits without the slightest effect. "Qin Lang immediately felt that something strange had happened, the power of the 'Reverse World-level Battle Technique: No Regrets and Reverse Life Dao', which had increased countless times of strength, had shrunk by more than half in an instant, and the self-created 'Tongxuan-level Battle Technique: Body Devouring Ten Thousand Spirits' was even more tragically useless.

Next, Qin Lang's heart sank even more, his heart and soul gradually lost the connection to his body, you must know that he has reached the Battle Emperor level powerhouse. He could exert the strongest power on his own physical body, and at this time, Qin Lang found that he seemed to have gradually become a mortal, and he couldn't even release his soul fluctuations.

Knowing that Suosuo's footsteps came, and at the same time, a noisy sound also reached Qin Lang's ears, Qin Lang couldn't care about feeling the strange scene that happened in his body anymore, he frowned slightly and said: "It's less than ten miles, these million demons are less than ten miles away from here, I must be ready for battle immediately."

Qin Lang and his 180,000 mad bodies immediately formed a wave-shaped battle array, and every ten mad bodies were in a small circular battle formation in Beicheng, and then countless small battle formations were connected together.

Originally, Qin Lang was planning to perform the 'Battle of Battles - Thunder Shocking the World'. But the heart and soul gradually weakened. He couldn't even control it, which made Qin Lang understand that he was completely no different from a mortal now.

As the footsteps in front of him gradually approached, Qin Lang also understood that the state of the more than a million demons was estimated to be the same as him, which not only could not make Qin Lang feel at ease. It only made him even more uneasy. Because he found that the strength of his body was slowly weakening. A strange thought appeared in Qin Lang's heart, which made Qin Lang's forehead slowly sweat.

Could it be that the purpose of this is to turn a person into a mortal? In this case, how can I and the 180,000 mad bodies be the opponents of more than a million demons? Qin Lang instantly realized this. An invisible and strange aura enveloped his whole body, unable to resist and dodge, Qin Lang could only breathe and feel that the strength of his body was getting less and less......

And the sound coming from the pitch black in front of him could already be heard by Qin Lang clearly, at this time, the forwards of the group of demons were already less than a hundred zhang away from here, but Qin Lang felt that his power and hearing function were weakened, and he couldn't see a hundred zhang away, and could only vaguely hear their insulting voices:

"It's terrible here, we've all become the lowest level of demons, and our souls and hearts can't be controlled, how can this be?"

"it, this is definitely a certain time, we become the lowest level of demons and live for a thousand years to die, unwilling. ”

"It is the abominable rebel who will cut off his flesh piece by piece, crush his bones to slag, and use his brains for boiled water......

......

Countless insults continued to come, and at the same time, a sense of despair was constantly permeating the area, yes, the sense of despair in the hearts of these demons was getting deeper and deeper, and from the words they cursed, it could be seen that they were already in a state of 'hysteria' at this time.

The ninety middle-aged demons at the front all had ugly faces, and one middle-aged demon roared: "Dog's 'milk' and 'milk', you guys are arguing, what's the use of being afraid now? Lao Tzu has no ......"

The deterrent power of this middle-aged demon who has reached the realm of the War Emperor is still quite strong, and after he roared, this group of demons was instantly quiet for a few breaths, but ...... Next, more violent invective came:

"**, you're the Emperor of War outside of the realm of death, aren't you also a garbage here? ”

"Yes, you, '', '' ......"

"In this, the Emperor of War is a ......"

A wave of abuse came like a "tide", and the middle-aged demon's face was difficult to see at once, and the rest of the eighty-nine war emperors were also very angry.

The dignity of the powerhouses of the War Emperor Realm has been provoked, this is absolutely intolerable, the ninety War Emperor-level powerhouses are all with a cold light in their eyes, and the killing intent in their hearts is pervasive, and the invisible killing intent is spreading in all directions with them as the center, and the abuse around them is stagnant......

"Death-" With a loud roar, the figure of the middle-aged demon at the level of the War Emperor moved instantly, and without hesitation, he killed a middle-aged demon in front of him with a palm, and with the sound of a skull shattering, blood and miserable white brains were sprinkled on the frightened pale faces of several people, and the middle-aged demon's body stood, and the murderous intent in his eyes seemed to be condensed into substance, and the invisible terrifying momentum made the demons feel cold.

At the same time, the remaining eighty-nine War Emperor-level demons took action one after another, and they were extremely ruthless, but in just a few breaths, hundreds of demons had already died in their hands, and the dark area was filled with endless weirdness and horror with the smell of blood, which also made the demons even more frightened, and the sound of abuse gradually stopped.

The ninety War Emperor-level demons stopped instantly, and the middle-aged demon said coldly, "Although we have also become mortals. But our physical nature is beyond you, and if you are outside, you are just ants. ”

Another middle-aged demon in the realm of the War Emperor sneered: "Although our body is close to the lowest level of demon body at this time, our comprehension of the battle is definitely dozens of times higher than that of you, and killing you is just like killing a demon chicken." ”

All the demons were silent, no one dared to refute for a while, their eyes showed a trace of fear and a trace of madness, the two lights continued to alternate, which also made the breath of the demons tremble, and the eyes of some demons were full of endless madness......

It is possible that this is a disobedience. This is a kind of resistance to the demon of the battle emperor. If they tried their best to kill these ninety War Emperor-level demons who were pressing on their heads, wouldn't it be a conscious thing? After all, the final result was death, so it was better to go crazy before death.

The faces of the ninety War Emperors all changed slightly, and they felt that their bodies had been completely weakened to the lowest level of demon body state. This made their hearts a little uneasy. As the saying goes: ants bite elephants to death. But the gap between them and these demons is not too great, it is estimated that there are hundreds of thousands of demons surrounding one of them, and it is estimated that they will definitely die.

"Huh. Ladies and gentlemen, our goal has not yet been achieved, wouldn't it be ridiculous to kill each other?" at this time, one of the female demons of the ninety Battle Emperor level laughed.

Another female demon said: "Yes, we have not yet exterminated the rebels, and our own people have died cleanly, how sad is this?"

"Besides, are we really going to die? The demons who died in the past were all single shadows, or their hearts were not one, so they led to death, and if we were united, we would not be able to escape if we temporarily let go of the dissatisfaction and disobedience in our hearts. Another female demon said coquettishly, and the words of this female demon made all the demons sober up, and they all slowly calmed down the panic and madness in their hearts, because they had a glimmer of hope for survival.

Next, the ninety middle-aged demons of the War Emperor level once again regained their leadership positions, while the rest of the middle-aged demons all had a trace of hope in their hearts, and their eyes fluctuated slightly, as if they were looking for some opportunity.

But Qin Lang was a little depressed, his body's hearing at this time could only be heard very vaguely, for what happened to the demon group in front of him? Qin Lang was abnormal and wanted to understand, through the bursts of fluctuations and murderous aura, Qin Lang roughly understood why?

"Damn, the amount of body at this time has stopped declining, and it seems to be much better than I expected. Qin Lang suddenly felt that his body's strength was no longer declining, and Qin Lang realized that his strength had reached its lowest value.

Qin Lang was a little surprised to find that the amount of his body was much higher than he imagined, originally the strength of a mortal was just lifting an object of about a hundred catties, Qin Lang guessed that his strength was finally estimated to be this Cheng dù, not too much.

Subconsciously waved his arm, and then kicked a few times, Qin Lang wanted to see what his strength value was about?

The sound of "huhu" reached Qin Lang's ears, making Qin Lang roughly understand that his strength was about 30,000 catties, which was a very intuitive affirmation, which made Qin Lang a little overjoyed, he understood that now he could only rely on the strength of his body to fight, and 30,000 catties was already much higher than he imagined.

Qin Lang found that the influence of the 'Tenth Generation' was only about twice as much, that is to say, the minimum value of his strength was about 15,000 catties, and the Tenth Generation's addition doubled his life, which made Qin Lang very happy, and sighed in his heart: The anti-world-level battle technique is extraordinary.

Then Qin Lang ordered one of his mad bodies to throw a punch, and with the fluctuating force of the air flow in the air, Qin Lang estimated that the strength of his mad body was about six thousand catties, which also made Qin Lang sigh a little: These mad bodies are no longer human.

In fact, to be precise, Qin Lang is no longer human, and the lowest value of his body is no longer the power that mortals can have. Qin Lang said secretly: "It is estimated that it is because I have absorbed the flesh and blood of the 'Ancient Barbarian-Barbarian', which makes the essence of my body a little inhuman, and I have also absorbed the flesh and blood of more than 100 million demons, which has also changed the essence of my body, but the biggest reason for the change in the amount of flesh is estimated to be barbaric." ”

"Haha, the amount of my flesh is 30,000 catties, and the amount of my 180,000 love body is 6,000 catties, I want to see how many catties a demon's flesh is?" Qin Lang was slightly settled in his heart, and looked at the nearly one million middle-aged demons who were approaching with some expectation.

Because the physique of both sides has returned to the lowest level of the race, whether it is the senses or whatever, it is extremely uncomfortable for them, and they can even see vaguely from twenty zhang in front of them, mainly because this area is too dark, if it is a little brighter, it will be more than that.

Until the distance between Qin Lang and the ten middle-aged demons at the level of the Emperor of War was only more than ten zhang, both sides could see some of each other's situation clearly, Qin Lang understood at a glance that the ten middle-aged demons in front of him and the eighty behind them were the strongest, and Qin Lang, who had killed hundreds of millions of demons, had a faint affirmation: these ninety demons must have been at the level of the Emperor of War, and their current strength must not be underestimated, the Emperor of War is the Emperor of War after all.

And the ninety War Emperor-level demons all looked at Qin Lang with some strange expressions...... Behind them, yes, their eyes were a little shocked. Stupidly looking at the countless identical bodies behind Qin Lang, he secretly said in his heart: What kind of exercises does this kid have?

This thing can really make them drop their eyes in shock, only then they found that their demon soul and heart were gradually weakening, so they hurriedly differentiated into clones, but the final result was that those clones slowly turned into nothingness. Now that they have seen that the so-called 'rebels' are able to do things that even the War Emperor Realm can't do, how can this calm them down?

Just when Qin Lang wanted to speak, he suddenly found that the entire area that was as black as ink was slowly shattered, which was an extremely strange scene, this qiē was shattered like a fantasy, turning into pieces of black mirrors, and then splitting again, turning into smaller black mirrors, and then splitting again......

All the demons looked at this scene with shocked faces, they didn't understand why, was Fang Cai's qiē real or an illusion?

Whether it's real or illusory, but the power of the body has indeed become the lowest state of the race, and no one can deny it, and there is truth in illusion, and there is illusion in reality, and it is simply terrifying.

Qin Lang's heart trembled slightly, his forehead was sweating unconsciously, and his vest was constantly bubbling with water, which made him have a deep sense of absurdity, the most important thing was that his strength had weakened, this was fundamental, and it was the kind of weakness that could not be stopped and resisted, and there was no reason or solution.

This is like a mortal becoming a paralyzed person, and at this time, Qin Lang has changed from a strong man in the realm of the War Emperor to an ordinary person with a body of 30,000 catties, this kind of difference is absolutely extremely large, it is tantamount to falling from the nine heavens to the eighteenth layer of hell.

It's not just Qin Lang who has such thoughts, more than a million demons are chilling in their hearts, they didn't expect that this qiē is just an illusion, an illusion is actually to make them be suppressed like such a 'torture', so if the owner who arranged this illusion wants to kill them...... It's easier than crushing an ant.

In particular, the ninety war emperors, once upon a time, they killed millions without harming a single bit, but now they have fallen into such a fate, the value of life is not even as good as an ant at this time, and life and death are only between the thoughts of others.

Then they could not care any longer to grieve and be angry, for they were already in a great and boundless territory. (To be continued.) )