Gulf, Owu, Joanna, and Dong Hong vigilantly stood behind Qi Lang. This tall altar has only one way, and it can be regarded as a narrow road, and a fierce battle seems inevitable.

Although those people did not show their weapons, they were menacing, and in the process of slowly pressing, they had formed a battle formation. Obviously, they were tougher than the wastes who had organized a siege in the slums, and it was probably the same team that had rushed to support them at the time, but they had somehow had such a quick reaction speed to get here in such a short time.

Gulf patted Qi Lang's shoulder with some eagerness, lowered his voice and reminded, "Dude, I'm afraid I'll have to interrupt you, because a tail is coming up." ”

But Qi Lang seemed to be ignorant of the changes that happened behind him, and still knelt there, completely immersed in the atmosphere of grief, unable to extricate himself.

However, the hooded team was not in a hurry to attack, they just stood underneath and let their leader come up alone.

The man was of medium height, his whole face was hidden under a hood, and in the setting sun slanted, only a shadow could be seen, but it was not clear what he looked like. He walked slowly, with a leisurely appearance, as if the opponents in front of him were not worth mentioning. However, his clenched right fist trembled slightly, as if he was restraining his inner impulse.

"Orientals are so stupid. He stood two or three meters behind Qi Lang, and the Middle-earth language he spoke was a little stiff, if nothing else, it should be a barbarian from the Otto Empire.

Seeing that Qi Lang was still unmoved, he seemed to be left out in the cold, snorted disdainfully, and continued to say in a mocking tone: "Just like this stupid woman, she thinks she can use suicide to stimulate the fighting spirit of the people, but the reality always backfires. It is a great irony that we think we are paying homage to her martyrdom by placing her on a high altar for all nations to worship, but I guess she must have discovered our true intentions in hell - yes, we treated her as a commodity, more accurately, like a rare animal in a glass window for people to visit for their amusement. Of course, we charge tickets, and those spirit stones are tickets. ”

He slowly walked past Qi Lang, until he walked to the crystal coffin, leaned down lightly and looked at the sleeping queen, reached out to pick up a spirit stone from the altar, and gently pinched it. The hard stone turned into a pile of shiny powder that spilled down his fingertips.

He shook his head, sighed, and said, "Of course, you Orientals sometimes play a little tricky, and even such a cheap ticket will occasionally send some imitations, which is really disappointing." Looks like our show should be changed, you say, if we take off her top, wouldn't it be better?"

The old men who were worshipping saw that the situation was not good, and although everyone was so angry by the foreigner's words that they saw that he was followed by a whole notorious hooded team, they could only retreat in anger and without saying a word, and at the same time they couldn't help but sweat for the young man who knelt on the ground. They all saw that these hooded teams were coming for the boy.

Qi Lang finally stood up, his brows furrowed, and his whole face seemed to be covered with a layer of frost. But he still didn't say a word, just stood there, his gaze slowly moving to the villain. His eyes narrowed slightly, and the murderous aura was gathering in there, and Gulf only glanced at it secretly, and he was already beaten by the murderous aura.

But the brute didn't seem to see Qi Lang's face at all, and seemed to be still proud of his joke. He burst out laughing, and the laughter was unusually harsh and arrogant.

"You seem to be angry. The laughter stopped abruptly. He walked back towards Qi Lang again, almost bumping into each other face to face: "Let me guess, why are you angry? She is so old, she must not be your best friend-of course, I don't rule out that you have such a hobby." But seriously, I doubt she'll be your mother?"

Qi Lang frowned even tighter, and at the same time he finally spoke, his voice was not loud, but it was extremely cold: "Who are you?"

"You can't remember me, it's really a noble man's forgetfulness. The brute laughed again, and at the same time raised his hand to reach for the hood, "For the past two and a half years, I have missed you every minute and every second, my dear Sergeant Qi Lang. The hood was lifted, and the face of the wicked was revealed.

It's him, Gouy!

That's right, it was His Royal Highness the noble crown prince of the Otto Empire, the high-ranking warrior who suffered a crushing defeat in a hand-to-hand fight in the Fata Valley.

Owu recognized him at a glance - the arrogant boy was a little taller than he had been two years ago, a little darker, and he looked more lean. The defect in his right ear looked unusually striking in the setting sun, and it must have been a deliberate mutilation, for he must have wanted to keep the memory of that shame firmly alive, so that the ugly scar would always remind him of the taste of hatred.

In the past two and a half years, he should have undergone extremely hard training, and it is estimated that he has undergone an astonishing increase in strength, judging from the finger power of his crushing spirit stone, it is definitely a level that only a high-level martial artist can achieve. Even though Ao Wu had always been proud of his strength, and after a period of private training, he could easily break a twenty-centimeter-thick stone tablet, but it was impossible to cinch such a hard spirit stone into powder with just his fingers.

But the difference in strength will not affect Ouwu's fighting spirit, he has clenched his fists, the muscles of his body are tightly tensed, he looks like a lion that is accumulating strength, as long as there is the slightest movement from Gu Yi, he will immediately draw the sword of victory in his arms, and a move will definitely be his unique tiger roar.

However, Guy only glanced at Ou U, and did not regard him as a real opponent at all. His target was only Qi Lang, except for the yellow-skinned kid who left him with a lifelong disability, and anyone was just a pile of garbage in his eyes.

He raised his hand and stroked the wound in his right ear, the pain was not far away from the twitching corners of his mouth, but his expression was enjoyable, like a cat being scratched on its jaw, and he only moaned happily.

"You wouldn't have guessed how much I was looking forward to this moment. Ever since Uncle Billy had sent me to such a place, incognito and humiliating, I have been looking forward almost every day to be able to return to the front as soon as possible and charge into battle with a team of men, for I am afraid that someone else will cut off your head. The corners of Gouie's mouth once again hung on his usual haughty sneer, "But now it seems that Uncle Billy has really arranged a good errand for me, in addition to spying on that deceiver, it turns out that there is such a big gift that will throw itself into the net." It's a pity that I didn't find out about your relationship with the noble corpse sooner, otherwise I would never have made your reunion seem so monotonous. ”

"You shouldn't be like this, stupid fellow. Qi Lang's voice became low, "No one can blaspheme her, no one!"

"Oh oh!" Guy raised an eyebrow in feigned surprise, "Are you intimidating me? I'm really scared by you, cute fellow." You must know that standing in front of you is Gu Yi, a noble prince who has just undergone two years of hellish training, and a combat genius who has set a new record for the improvement of the military strength of the Otto Empire. You can feel it, don't you? I'm no longer the waste-like high-level warrior, and in order to meet this day, I have risen to the level of a high-level martial artist in the fastest time. God knows how much I've suffered for this miracle, but in order to satisfy the opponent in front of me, I have to work harder, without sleep. ”

A smile flashed across the corners of Qi Lang's mouth. It was a very strange smile, at least one that was unfamiliar to Gulf's good brother, because it looked a little eerie, it was also a smile that Joanna's impostor girlfriend was unfamiliar with, because it looked too cold, but it was a smile that Owu felt a little familiar, because it was almost exactly the same as the expression on Iglu's face when he challenged Sirio to life and death.

"Do you think you've gotten rid of the title of waste?Guy, believe me, you've made another big mistake!" said that, the spiritual power in Qi Lang's body exploded!

The powerful energy began to fluctuate in an instant, as if the sun in the west, which had already sunk halfway, suddenly flew back, and flew very close, as if it was in the center of this altar, in Qi Lang's body!

With the rhythm of Qi Lang's breathing, all the spirit stones on the altar were jumping and flashing with light.

There are tens of thousands of spiritual power ores there, some large and some small, but without exception, they are all responding to the largest light source with their own energy!

Gu Yi noticed the changes in the surrounding environment, and even felt the powerful energy that erupted from Qi Lang's body, and the powerful aura forced him to involuntarily take two steps back.

"How...... How can this be? This is impossible, your ability cannot surpass that of a high-level martial artist, no one can do it, I am the first one in history!" he shouted hoarsely, his voice filled with panic. This was the second time he had been terrified in the face of an adversary, the sworn enemy who had dealt him the first severe blow, the enemy he had wanted to trample under his feet countless times in his dreams, but when the time for revenge finally came, he wanted to retreat again. He hated it!

"You're going to die, Gouy, I've never hated anyone like this, but now, you're me off!"