Chapter 1290 is over

"Is this the strength of the Martial Emperor Supreme, it's incredible!"

The strength of the Martial Emperor Supreme is really not comparable to the Martial Emperor Jiuzhong, and the finger of Qing Zhichen is not only extremely fast, but also makes the woman in white feel dizzying, and the power is extremely terrifying.

Qin Lang felt as if he was surrounded and bound by endless majestic power, as if the endless ocean was swallowing him, and he was a lonely boat in the endless ocean.

If Zhang Huai's shot before made people feel a great threat around their lives, then Qing Zhichen's finger made people deeply feel despair!

"The people who colluded with the Kingdom of God killed the teacher and murdered the Qingshan seniors, and you still have the face to say that the Qingcang Divine Sword is yours!"

Although Qing Zhichen was powerful, Qin Lang did not have the slightest fear on his face, at this moment, he was extremely calm and clear, and the black light emitted by the Heavenly Eye Holy Soul swept through Qing Zhichen's movements, and the latter's finger action clearly fell into Qin Lang's mind.

However, although he caught Qing Zhichen's movements, his movements were too fast, Qin Lang's body reaction couldn't keep up with the speed of his eyes at all, and he couldn't avoid the opponent's attack, so he could only grit his teeth fiercely, clench his natal magic weapon with both hands, and use all the strength of his body to smash Qing Zhichen's fingers.

"You still know the kingdom of God, so it's even more difficult for you!"

Hearing Qin Lang's words, Qing Zhichen raised his eyebrows, the cold light in his eyes became a little colder, and his jade-like fingers suddenly collided with Qin Lang's natal magic weapon pill furnace!

"Buzz!"

The expected sound of violent impact did not come out, Qing Zhichen's fingertips vibrated slightly, and a strange force emerged, Qin Lang's natal magic weapon was actually pushed aside by that force, and Qing Zhichen's fingers grazed Qin Lang's natal magic weapon and drove straight in, and then fiercely pointed at Qin Lang's eyebrows!

"Golden Armor!"

Unexpectedly, Qing Zhichen's attack was so weird, Qin Lang was shocked, and the golden divine armor changed rapidly, wrapping Qin Lang's head entirely.

"Bell!"

Qing Zhichen's fingers poked fiercely at the golden divine armor helmet in the center of Qin Lang's eyebrows, and there was a crisp sound of metal resonating.

The incomparably hard Golden Divine Armor was poked out of a shallow dent by Qing Zhichen's finger, and a large amount of power was resisted by the Golden Divine Armor, but there was still a lot of power that rushed through the Golden Divine Armor into Qin Lang's eyebrows!

"Boom!"

Qin Lang's entire head was extremely stinging, and the whole person involuntarily fell backwards.

"What a strong finger!"

The beautiful eyes of the woman in white in the spaceship were full of shock, and she stared blankly at the scene in front of her!

With flesh and blood, the indestructible armor was poked into a dent, how powerful would it be to do this?

Looking at Qin Lang, who fell to the ground motionless, the woman in white took a deep breath.

No matter how talented Qin Lang is, no matter how rebellious his combat power is, in front of a Martial Emperor Supreme like Qing Zhichen, he is still so vulnerable!

It is not difficult to guess that if there is no miracle, Qin Lang will definitely die today!

An endless stinging pain drilled into his mind, Qin Lang felt as if his whole head was about to explode, his brain was confused for a while, and the whole person was lying on the ground and couldn't move at all!

Fortunately, there is a golden divine armor body protection taken from Zhang Huai's body, otherwise just a finger from Qing Zhichen would probably kill him!

Originally, Qin Lang planned to take Qing Zhichen's finger by force, and then find a way to use divine thoughts and other means to wait for an opportunity to deal with Qing Zhichen, but he never expected that the other party was so powerful, he didn't even have a chance to use his divine thoughts and divine powers!

"Rustling ......"

Gentle footsteps sounded, and Qing Zhichen was expressionless, and walked towards Qin Lang who fell to the ground step by step.

One-step!

Two steps!

Three steps!

......

Ten steps!

After walking a distance of several meters, Qing Zhichen finally walked to the place where Qin Lang fell and stopped.

That's when —

"Whoosh!"

The figure flashed, Qin Lang's natal martial soul rushed out of the oblique stab, and swung out with all his strength, like a god beating a war drum, the momentum was like a rainbow, unstoppable!

However, in the face of Qin Lang's sudden attack of the natal martial spirit, Qing Zhichen didn't care about it at all, and he also threw a punch suddenly!

"Bang!"

The fists and fists slammed together, making an earth-shattering loud noise, and in the extremely frightened gaze of the woman in white, Qing Zhichen's punch actually directly exploded the fist of Qin Lang's natal martial soul, and then continued to rush forward, the entire arm exploded, and then it actually passed directly through the chest of Qin Lang's natal martial soul!

"Bang!"

Another loud bang came out, and Qin Lang's natal martial soul directly burst open, turning into countless violent energies and escaping.

"One punch exploded Qin Lang's natal martial soul!"

The woman in white couldn't help but shudder the corners of her mouth.

She had seen Qin Lang use her natal martial soul before, and she knew that its power was not ordinary, but today Qin Lang's natal martial soul was easily exploded by Qing Zhichen's punch!

Qing Zhichen's strength is so strong that it has exceeded her imagination!

The woman in white looked at Qin Lang, who was lying on the ground struggling for a long time and couldn't get up, and there was a touch of pity in the depths of her eyes.

Although it was not the Natal Martial Soul itself, it condensed a large amount of Qin Lang's divine sense, which would definitely cause a great backlash to Qin Lang, so that Qin Lang, who was lying on the ground, would have no chance to escape from Qing Zhichen's hands!

With one punch to explode Qin Lang's natal martial soul, Qing Zhichen slowly lowered his head, then leaned over and stretched out his right hand to grab Qin Lang's collar, and picked Qin Lang up, with a touch of excitement in the depths of his cold starry eyes:

"Your biggest mistake is to listen to the bewitchment of that old thing in Qingshan, and choose to oppose my Qingshan Sword Sect! You, a little martial emperor who has risen from a small world, actually let our Qingshan Sword Sect lose the left and right envoys, and this head is really angry! But I still want to thank you for bringing out the Qingshan Sword Sect, which the old thing has always refused to give me, out of the forbidden land, and doing me a great favor! What should be mine is mine, and now everything is over!"

As the sound fell, Qing Zhichen's other hand slowly raised, and a majestic suction force brewed around it, and then slowly shrouded Qin Lang's forehead.