"Evil obstacles~!

When Xuankong Jian was about to be completely suppressed, a Taoist figure with immortal wind bones suddenly appeared on his body, this figure was radiant, intimidating the heavens, and it seemed that in his vision, every living being was like an ant.

When the figure of this immortal appeared, the pressure on Xuankong Qian's body suddenly canceled a lot, and this guy finally took a breath and shouted at Qin Lang: "Human warrior, damn beast! Open your dog's eyes wide, this is the end of your opposition to the immortal world! You have triggered the immortal brand on my body, it will inevitably be the end of ten thousand broken corpses! Now, you just wait for the wrath of the immortal to come!"

"It's just a dog barking!" In the face of the screaming Xuankong Qian, Qin Lang only gave him a response with these four words, because in Qin Lang's eyes, Xuankong Jian was just a lost dog.

"Evil obstacles! You are an enemy of the fairy world, you don't know it, you really deserve to die!" The tall and mighty immortal figure shouted, and slapped it towards Qin Lang, when his palm was pressed, I don't know how many undead creatures were wiped out, and they couldn't stop the crushing of this immortal figure at all, although the figure of this immortal was only his doppelganger or brand, but the majesty of the true immortal could not be offended or blasphemed, and when he raised his hand, those undead creatures in the Temple of the Dead had already disappeared.

"Brute, I just said that you will definitely die!" Xuan Kongjian now had the support of the immortal spirit, and let out a smug grin, but soon his smile froze: suddenly, in the world of the Temple of the Dead, a golden armor god that seemed to have existed for eternity slowly stood up from this world, the movement of the golden armor god was very slow, but with his slow movements, the one in this temple of the dead seemed to slow down, and even the movements of the immortal figure slowed down.

In the face of this immortal's figure, the momentum of the golden armor god was even greater, so after this golden armor god appeared, he punched the figure of the immortal behind Xuankong Qian.

Boom!~ This punch was struck, and the entire internal world of the Temple of the Dead was constantly shaking, this punch was like the Golden Armor God personally attacked, and the divine power was invincible, not to mention that the artifact of the Temple of the Dead had been refined and improved by Qin Lang, and its power was much higher than before, and at this time, this artifact cooperated with the godhead of the Golden Armor Godhead, just like the resurrection of the gods.

Immortals and gods compete!

But it was Qin Lang's golden armor god who was even better, and this punch went out, not only shattering the huge palm of the immortal, but also punching the immortal's body out of a big hole, and suddenly the body of this huge immortal was shaky.

Although this immortal spirit desperately wants to recover and reunite his body, but this is the world of the Temple of the Dead after all, there is no immortal energy here, not even a trace of spiritual energy, so this immortal spirit is not easy to talk about, not to mention that Qin Lang once again urged the formation in the Temple of the Dead at this time, constantly eating away at the broken immortal spirit, not giving him a chance to reunite at all.

"This ...... How is this possible...... No way!"

Xuankong Jian went from being on the verge of collapse to completely collapsing, when his killer weapon was completely defeated by Qin Lang, it meant that he lost the last straw, and the lore array of the Temple of the Undead immediately suppressed it completely, and began to transform Xuankong Jian into the undead, at this time, Xuankong Qian's vitality had been consumed to the point of seventy-seven eighty-eight, how could he compete with the Temple of the Dead and Qin Lang, naturally he could only become a slave of the artifact.

As for the immortal family brand on Xuankong Qian's body, it was also refined little by little by the Temple of the Dead, and the three immortal swords of Xuankong Jian naturally fell into the Temple of the Dead, and Qin Lang was ready to integrate these three immortal swords into the Death Array of the Temple of the Dead.

It can be said that Xuankong Jian is completely finished, and every useful thing on his body has been squeezed dry by Qin Lang, and even the body of Xuankong Jian has been turned into a slave of artifacts by Qin Lang.

The dignified little sword immortal eventually became a revenant in the Temple of the Dead.

When Qin Lang suppressed Xuankong Qian, the battle situation between the two camps of the Nine Heavens World and the Abyss World also changed: the control of the fourth layer of the Abyss World had gradually fallen into the hands of the Nine Heavens World, and the Abyss Camp led by Belial and Fierna had lost, but the strange thing was that although the Abyss Camp was temporarily at a disadvantage, they had not retreated and were still holding on.

"Lao Bei, can you stand it?" Qin Lang passed a message to Belial by the way after killing Xuankong Qian.

"It doesn't matter. Belial said to Qin Lang with his spiritual power, "Mr. Qin has just killed a master of the Nine Heavens World, which is really gratifying." As for our deal, you can rest assured, even if I die, the deal will still work!"

"Then I'm relieved. But Lao Bei, you sound full of energy, don't you look like you're going to be killed?" Qin Lang made a joke to Belial, not because he had any good feelings for Belial, but because Qin Lang was satisfied with the current transaction, and if it could be sustained, he was willing to continue.

Although Qin Lang also knew that there were many uncontrollable factors hidden after this transaction, Qin Lang didn't care, because in Qin Lang's opinion, at most, it was just a soldier to block and water to cover up, if Beria wanted to play any tricks, Qin Lang would definitely kill Beria's father and daughter mercilessly at that time.

And now, if Qin Lang wants to improve his strength realm, he really needs a lot of small worlds and godhead powers, and the benefits that Qin Lang gets from the deal with Belial are obvious.

"Mr. Qin, don't look at the Nine Heavens World is making fun now, but if you want to conquer our Abyss World, it's not that easy, you just take a look at the excitement first, and by the way, get some Nine Heavens World monks to trade with me." Beria said to Qin Lang.

Perhaps to prove Belial's words, the battle situation between the Nine Heavens World and the Abyss World camp changed again, and bursts of earth-shattering roars suddenly came out of the abyssal cracks, and then abyssal species like a tide swarmed out, this feeling made Qin Lang think of the "Beast Tide"!

That's right, in the face of these abyssal species swarming out, Qin Lang can only describe it as a tide, such a momentum is too huge, and he doesn't know which layer these abyss species come from, anyway, this momentum can be described as earth-shattering, enough to make the scalp of the monks of the Nine Heavens World tingle.

The screams and wails continued to sound, and in an instant, I don't know how many Nine Heavens World Monks were killed or eaten by these crazy abyssal species, and the Nine Heavens World Monks who had already controlled the initiative fell into a situation of beating in an instant.

"Formation, formation!"

As the nine-story immortal pagoda of the Nine Heavens World camp, a high-pitched and majestic voice came, hearing this voice, the monks of the Nine Heavens World were in high spirits, and hurriedly took this nine-story immortal pagoda as the center to form a large array of ten thousand people.