Chapter 227

Obviously, it was impossible for Liu Junwei to be at the mercy of Qin Lang and say, 'Liu Junwei, go to the top of the hole!', and then Liu Junwei flew over, it was impossible.

The only way is that Qin Lang himself will fly to the top of the pothole, and only in this way will Liu Junwei catch up.

It's a gamble!

However, Qin Lang was very sure that he could leave safely, because the other existence in the pit seemed to be good to him, and that girl even threw herself into a spirit pool, which was a big favor.

Thinking of the spirit pool, Qin Lang immediately reacted, Liu Junwei said that he robbed his spirit pool, is it because of this reason? The spirit pool can only accommodate eight people, and it will be closed as soon as someone enters, it is estimated that this spirit pool was occupied by Liu Junwei at the beginning, but the demon saint threw himself in, making Liu Junwei unable to enter, so he hated himself to the bone.

"Nine times out of ten, that's it, it's that little girl who caused me to be hunted down and killed for a long time. Then I'll have to let her help solve it. Qin Lang muttered in his heart.

"Senior Brother Liu, I heard that you are known as the first person in the sect to refine the state of mind, and today the junior brother has to ask for advice a few times. I hope that my brother's subordinates will be merciful. Qin Lang's face became solemn, and he no longer looked like a scoundrel before, and bowed his hand slightly towards Liu Junwei.

Liu Junwei was stunned, he didn't expect Qin Lang to come here, which made it difficult for him to shoot directly, he had the usual arrogance of a person who cultivated immortals, and even replied to Qin Lang: "I don't fight with unknown people, report your name!"

"Senior Brother Liu, junior brother's surname is Qin Minglang. Qin Lang said with a smile, but he muttered in his heart, just call me Brother Lang.

"Okay! Qin Lang, if I don't make a move, I will not show mercy. But I won't lie to you, as long as you can hold a stick of incense in my hands, this matter will be revealed. Liu Junwei said arrogantly, for him, taking a shot at a junior disciple like Qin Lang in the God Refining Period would completely damage his identity, if it weren't for the anger in his heart that he couldn't swallow, he wouldn't have done this at all.

"Dong Ling, how about the time of a stick of incense?" Qin Lang's eyes lit up, if he could support the time of a stick of incense, then he was willing to fight hard and solve this matter completely. Otherwise, even if Liu Junwei is lured to the top of the pit, if he can't kill him, he will take on the grudge, and he will be a big threat in the future.

"A stick of incense, you can last ten breaths in his hands at most! This person is not something you can resist at all, if you break through to the god transformation stage, you may have the strength to fight. The cave spirit said.

"So powerful!" Qin Lang was startled, and the battle intent that had just risen was completely gone.

"This person is unfathomable, and his strength on the surface is only the tip of the iceberg, especially the dragon spear in his hand, which seems to be part of a magic weapon suit. Dong Ling looked at the Vientiane dragon spear in Liu Junwei's hand, as if he was familiar.

"Is there a magic weapon suit, is there a set of clothes, pants, shoes, or something?" Qin Lang asked.

"So to speak, I'll tell you more about it later, and now you must not fight him hard. Dong Ling said to Qin Lang.

"Qin Lang!" Liu Junwei shouted angrily, with a dragon spear in his hand, and shouted: "The time of a stick of incense, it is your ability to survive, and it is your life to die!"

After speaking, he didn't say anything more, the dragon spear shook, and with the sound of the whistling wind, he flew towards Qin Lang.

"This is domineering enough, I like it!" Qin Lang muttered, and while his body retreated, his hands quickly sealed.

"Remnants, possessed by the Human Emperor!"

A golden light rose from Qin Lang's body, as if an emperor had descended, and a huge figure holding a pagoda appeared behind him.

Bang!

Qin Lang pointed at Liu Junwei with his right hand, and the pagoda in the hand of the huge figure behind him blocked the tip of Liu Junwei's spear, and the pagoda hummed, as if trembling in pain. Qin Lang only felt a tightness in his chest, and an irresistible liliang followed, passing through the pagoda to Qin Lang's body, forcing Qin Lang's figure to suddenly retreat dozens of feet.

"Damn, it's too powerful!" Qin Lang was furious, his right hand shook, and the sword pattern wrapped around his wrist squirmed, and the platinum sword faced the enemy for the first time.

"Qingyun Sword, Yangyun Jue, Floating Cloud Jue, Lingyun Jue!" Qin Lang shouted, the vitality in his body surged, injected into the platinum sword in his hand, and the boundless sword qi burst out, and in an instant, the entire heaven and earth were shrouded in sword clouds, like a heavy rain that was about to pour.

"Haha, Qingyun Sword Technique, it's a good time! I can't imagine that you, an outer disciple, can cultivate the Qingyun Sword Technique to such a point. If you are allowed to enter the inner gate and obtain the follow-up formula of the Qingyun Sword Technique, it may cause me some trouble, but for now, it is far from enough. Liu Junwei daxiao, the dragon spear in his hand was raised above his head, and it rotated rapidly, as if a big umbrella had been opened above his head.

"Three clouds and sword rain, scattered!" Qin Lang snorted coldly, and pressed Liu Junwei fiercely with both hands, and the sword rain in the sky instantly poured down.

Liu Junwei sneered, the speed of the dragon spear in his hand suddenly increased again, and the shadow of the spear shot out beside him, setting off a burst of dragon fist wind, and the pouring sword rain was swept away by the tornado before it could get wet.

Qin Lang's full force blow was instantly dissolved.

With a gaze in his eyes, Qin Lang suddenly noticed a fierce sense of crisis, his figure flickered left and right, and he retreated violently. There were constantly huge spear shadows piercing Qin Lang's place a moment ago, and if he was a little lazy, he would be stabbed into a meat skewer.

Liu Junwei stepped forward again, stomped on his feet, and the sound of a sonic boom continued to sound, quickly approaching Qin Lang, and under a few steps, he had already flown ten feet in front of Qin Lang.

"Not good!" Qin Lang secretly said that it was not good, his hands quickly sealed, and in an instant, dozens of obscure handprints flashed in front of Qin Lang, and the huge figure behind him threw the pagoda in his hand, protecting Qin Lang's body in the pagoda, and at the same time Qin Lang's hands were protected on his chest. There was no way to hide, so I could only resist with all my might.

"The breath is good, it's a pity that the cultivation is too weak!" Liu Junwei flashed a trace of appreciation, but without the slightest mercy, the Vientiane dragon spear in his hand was raised high, and with a fancy-free blow, it smashed into Qin Lang's body.

"Poof!"

Qin Lang spurted out a mouthful of blood, only to feel that his internal organs were about to be shattered, and his arms were about to break, but he finally stopped it.

The two consecutive blows were blocked by Qin Lang, and the expression on Liu Junwei's face also changed, Qin Lang's performance was beyond his imagination, a cultivator in the God Refining Period was able to block his two attacks head-on.

"What about that magic weapon of yours, why don't you use it?" Liu Junwei withdrew the dragon spear and examined Qin Lang.

Boom, boom, boom...

Qin Lang flew back without hesitation, fleeing beyond the range of Liu Junwei's hundreds, and the breath hanging in his heart finally fell temporarily, panting heavily.

"If Lao Tzu had a magic weapon, he would have killed you a long time ago. Qin Lang spit out a mouthful of blood, and glanced slightly behind him, the pit was not far behind.