Single Dog Ending System

"What does it have to do with you?" Qin Lang raised his eyelids.

The villain always likes to talk a lot, and reminisces about the past at every turn, and the same is true for the person who looks like a demon.

"Why is it irrelevant? Yun Jue," the man walked towards Qin Lang and Lang Qian, while taking off his cloak and hat, revealing that face that was not a good person at first glance, but with a bit of wild and sexy face, "300 What did you say in Nian? Thanks to my belief that you really won’t be tempted by ordinary people, I didn’t expect you to be such a promiscuous person. If I had known this, I should have taken you back to the Demon Realm. Are you happy?"

Yun Jue looked at him expressionlessly, and said that you seemed to have fought 300 years ago.

"Xuanyuan Qi?" Looking at the face of the person in front of him, Lang Qianxing quickly realized that he might have pretended to be the previous Xuanyuan Qi, and maybe it was after the real Xuanyuan Qi fell asleep that night that the temple was destroyed, the devil Already took the opportunity to seize the house.

But how could people from the Demon Race come to the Lower Heaven Realm?Moreover, if it was in a ruined temple, wouldn't those people have changed their minds under the noses of him and Qin Lang?This person is higher than him, but not as good as Qin Lang.He didn't do anything at first, so it was estimated that he was judging whether Qin Lang had really sealed his cultivation.

And later, he pretended to be captured by monsters, attracted them, set up a trap, and waited for Qin Lang to throw himself into the trap.

No wonder, Qin Lang didn't seem interested in the bustling imperial city at first glance, but he still agreed to come with Xuanyuan Qi.

So Qin Lang came to the Lower Heaven Realm, proclaimed himself a cultivation base, is this the person he was waiting for?Resolve some grievances and end certain things.

"So you just killed my Tianyun Sect disciple to vent your anger?" Qin Lang looked at him coldly.This is also a knot in Yun Jue's heart.Because of Yun Jue's appearance, temperament and cultivation, there are many people who admire him not only in the Immortal sect, but also in the demon clan who are hostile to them. This person in front of him is one of them.

Of course it was impossible for Yun Jue to like him, so she refused decisively.But the demons are no more decent than those who are rejected, pretending to be magnanimous and making troubles behind their backs, which is sanctimonious.After being rejected by this demon clan, he often troubled the disciples of Tianyun Sect.For a period of time, Tianyun Sect disciples would be killed by him as soon as they left the sect.When Zongli sent someone out, he would just hide and be very difficult to deal with.

Later, Yun Jue deeply felt that this matter was his fault, and when the young disciple left the sect, he himself followed and caught this demon clan just in time.This person was beaten half to death by Yun Jue, and he had to destroy himself to escape back to the Demon Realm.

After that, his vitality was severely injured, and the demon world was full of cruel and cruel people, so his life was very difficult.To be infatuated is not to be infatuated, to directly record Yun Jue as a mortal enemy, and has been waiting for the opportunity of revenge.

Finally, Yun Jue reached the Lower Heaven Realm!Isn't it a godsend opportunity to bring an apprentice who is not yet a Nascent Soul, and even proclaim himself a cultivation base?

Lang Qianxing didn't know what happened 300 years ago. He hadn't come to Tianyunzong at that time, and in his previous life, he was not very interested in this Daoist of Qingyun Peak, and he didn't ask about it.

Lang Qianxing didn't know what to think, but now what he was thinking in his heart was that Master was indeed coveted by many people.

"Yes. Now I'm going to kill you, disciple, and let you watch it with your own eyes." The man looked arrogant, and he was sure of winning.

Lang Qianxing drew out his red sword and stood in front of Qin Lang with a solemn expression.It seems that he wants to procrastinate by himself and buy time for Qin Lang to untie his cultivation base, even though his delay is taking his life.

Of course, the self-appointed cultivation base can also be unlocked by itself, but it must be read.It's impossible for the reading time to be just a few seconds.Although Lang Qianxing has good aptitude and his cultivation level has risen quickly, he can only be regarded as a number in the 40s. As for the last one who was close to 70, there is no doubt that he was hanged and beaten.

So in order to prevent his husband from sacrificing for him... Qin Lang actually read the article a long time ago!Just before bed today!

The formation set up in the entire mountain forest will effectively seal the spiritual roots of the monks against the immortal gate, and the cultivation level is still there, but without the spiritual roots that belong to them alone, they cannot make the magic weapons in their hands exert the highest power. Nature is very deadly.It's like the mage lost the attribute bonus of the equipment.

Crispy skin and slow recovery speed, no matter how powerful the spiritual power is, it will be exhausted.

But this array is ineffective against the demons!Qin Lang glanced several times at Lang Qianxing who stood in front of him.

Lang Qianxing thought that he had moved Qin Lang a little bit, so even though he may not be alive in the current scene, he still tasted a little bit of sweetness.

But never thought, Qin Lang pulled him over and blocked him behind.

"It's time for you and me to end." Qin Lang took out his own Cangshuang Sword, and rushed to the opposite side with Lang Qianxing's slightly widened eyes, with a sinister smile of "Fortunately, I have a backup" Xuanyuan Qi under him.

Master has already solved his cultivation base, so why did he just...

Lang Qianxing looked at Qin Lang who was fighting with Xuanyuan Qi who was wrapped in thick black devil energy. He had a solemn face, staring at the battle between the two, while thinking about what he did in the tree house.

Master has already recovered before he left, right?Then how could she not know his approach, and even let him restrain him and kiss him to the fullest!

Master, you really... hide so deeply!

He shouldn't doubt anymore, Master, he has never revealed his thoughts, and his emotions and sorrows are only lightly conveyed.Perhaps, he is not without expression, but he is not good at expression.Just like that morning, when he woke up, he found that he was kissing him and his ears were red.He also saw it when he was teasing at Qingyun Peak at the beginning.She is obviously thin-skinned but pretends to be light-hearted. With such a thin-skinned face, even if she has intentions for him, how can she reveal it?

Lang Qianxing watched the battle, and the more he watched, the suddenly enlightened joy in his heart was quickly submerged before he had time to taste it carefully. The current situation of Master is actually at a disadvantage!

how come? !Lang Qianxing felt cold all over, it was that array!

In his previous life, he was in the Tianyun Sect. Although he also practiced formations, he used it to study that stone. He has never been out of the Tianyun Sect, and he has never confronted the demons. How can he know how to solve this weirdness? Yes, he has no sense of formation at all?

Lang Qianxing hated himself for being so stupid and short-sighted in his previous life, and he also hated that he had been neglected for a long time when he came to Qingyun Peak, without serious training and study.Now he can only stand and watch dryly, unable to do anything, unable to help.

Why does Master's sword look like an ordinary sword?Why doesn't Master's swordplay have any chill?He has watched the master practice the sword from afar, and the water spirit root, every sword can instantly turn the surrounding three feet into frost.

When Qin Lang's arm was cut and the bright red blood stained the light blue robe, Lang Qianxing's eyes were red: "Master!"

Qin Lang didn't want his husband to worry about him too much, or almost lost him again, so he calmly said, "The sword I gave you is bloody."

Drop your own blood on the treasure, and the treasure will recognize itself as the master.Unless the owner of the essence and blood is dead, the treasure can only be driven by the person who dripped the blood.

Lang Qianxing was stunned for a moment, but he didn't have any doubts, and immediately cut the palm of his hand with the sword, feeling the burning sensation of the wound, and the scorching heat of the sword, he was shocked again.

This one is definitely not a defective product that has been refined and used to coax him to play.

The majestic aura of heavenly thunder that he was familiar with above was clearly exactly the same as what he had received before.

This is the Chiyang sword that Qin Lang spent two months forging when he was peeping in the library?It used his blood essence, which was intended to be given to him a long time ago!

Lang Qianxing held the sword, even though the temperature on it was enough to burn everything, he didn't feel any pain, and he didn't want to let go at all.

His hand holding the sword kept trembling, apparently unable to bear the power of the sword.

"How is it possible?!" Xuanyuan Qi was shocked, there is absolutely no problem with this formation, otherwise Qin Lang would not be able to use his sword, but what is going on with this man?Why is he fine?

As soon as he lost his mind, Qin Lang backhanded the blade away, and even left him with a sword wound. Then he didn't care about fighting at all, and distanced himself from him, leaped over Lang Qianxing's head and landed behind him. Then he quickly stretched out his hand and sent his aura to Lang Qianxing!

He finally realized that Lang Qianxing originally wanted to delay Qin Lang's cultivation, but it turned out that Qin Lang was delaying time to divert his attention so as to give his apprentice a chance.

"Master?!" Lang Qianxing thought about the injury on Qin Lang's right arm, and was even more worried when Qin Lang suddenly sent him a steady stream of spiritual energy.

Even if he didn't know whether it was because of this formation or what kind of poison the demon had cast during the battle, Qin Lang not only couldn't let his water spirit root play out, but also lost his spiritual power very quickly when fighting Xuanyuan Qi.If they persisted, they probably would not be able to return to Qingyun Peak.

"Hmph!" Xuanyuan Qi sneered disdainfully, "I thought you, Yun Jue, were so upright, it wasn't a grudge between you and me? Why did you ask your apprentice to die for you?"

Qin Lang completely ignored him and even wanted to roll his eyes. The villain really died of talking too much. You beeped there when you have time, but you didn’t even interrupt him to read the article. It was because Lang Qianxing was a little boy The number is inflated.

Qin Lang didn't respond to him at all, and there was no trace of anxiety on his face, Xuanyuan Qi faintly felt that something was wrong.

Lang Qianxing did not have the same level of cultivation as Qin Lang from the beginning, but he has been in the formation for several days, and he can still awaken the sword, and the bright red color of the sword, how can it be like the frost in Qin Lang's hand? As dim as a sword, Xuanyuan Qifei stepped forward and slashed at the two of them.

He finally remembered to interrupt the reading!

However, Qin Lang has already finished reading it!Successfully raised his husband's trumpet from level 40 to level 60. Although the time it can last is not very long, it should be enough with the addition of artifacts and sharp operations.

The thick blade was taken over by Lang Qianxing with his sword, and Xuanyuan Qi met with sword-like red eyes, with a cold light inside, as if it could instantly twist people into pieces.

The fierce battle officially began.Qin Lang sat on the side, took out a pill from the storage ring, swallowed the medicine, and crossed his legs to improve his skills. Nearby were a pair of bone umbrellas, which were made of bones from top-grade spirit beasts. Even in such a special In the formation, there is also a certain degree of defense.

In this way, even if Xuanyuan Qi wanted to sneak attack him, he couldn't hit him with one blow.At the same time, it also relieved Lang Qianxing of his worries, allowing him to focus on fighting it.

After adjusting his breath for a while, he had absorbed seven or eight layers of that top-quality elixir. The good foundation was there, and even if part of it was lost, he could quickly make up for it.Qin Lang felt that his qi and blood had recovered by 80.00%, so he took out a few utensils from the storage room.

This kind of formation cannot be broken, unless the person who set up the formation dies, it will disappear.However, it is possible to break through forcefully when the formation is injured and weak.

Just like now.

The Chiyang Sword is completely worthy of the tempering of the Nine Heavens Profound Thunder, coupled with the skyrocketing cultivation level that Qin Lang sent to Lang Qianxing, only to reach 60.00%, Xuanyuan Qi can't bear it anymore.

His eyes froze, thinking that the purpose was only to kill Yun Jue, so he put the target back on Yun Jue.

Seeing this, he almost vomited blood.That guy is holding a few excellent treasures and preparing to forcefully break through the formation.Although he was a little bit overwhelmed at the moment, Lang Qianxing's cultivation was useless after all, as long as he held on for a while, the situation would still turn around again.

But if Yun Jue breaks the formation, he will be seriously injured.No, Yun Jue is already in the formation, his water root is useless, how could he break through?

He forced himself to calm down and narrowly avoided Lang Qianxing's blow.

It's a pity that Qin Lang knew very well that he and Lang Qianxing could only play in the early stage and could not delay the late stage, so he quietly opened the hook.It was such a brutal and awesome breakthrough.

Of course, in order not to make this appear to be a bug, he half-kneeled on the ground and spit out a mouthful of blood.

At the same time, the formation was broken, and Xuanyuan Qi, who was setting up the formation, also spit out a mouthful of blood.Lang Qianxing seized the opportunity and slashed with the horizontal sword. The Chiyang sword cut through the black clothes, his skin was torn apart, and the air was filled with the smell of scorched flesh.

Xuanyuan Qi swallowed the painful voice, stared at Qin Lang fiercely, and finally had to evacuate first.The sword tempered by Tianlei is not a joke. Just one sword is enough to burn his entire soul. He must go back to heal his wounds, and the formation has been broken. Even Qin Lang is injured now, but he has not been able to. Take the opponent's life.

Lang Qianxing saw him running away, but he didn't chase after him. He got behind Qin Lang immediately, "Master? How are you?"

Not even "you".Qin Lang silently felt that his apprentice brother was leaving him, and what he was about to welcome was...

Lang Qianxing supported Qin Lang and let him lean against the big tree on the hill. Before that, there was a small hill with green grass and wild flowers. Because of their fight, more than half of them were bald. The ground was full of pits and flame marks, like being bombed. Same as bombing.

Qin Lang was about to wipe off the blood from the corner of his mouth, but suddenly he felt a soft touch around his mouth, and he couldn't guard against it. He had just sat down when he was kissed again.

No, husband, you are addicted to stealing kisses, aren't you?

Before Qin Lang could recover from his somewhat bewildered reaction, he felt the softness around his lips again, this time it was not lips, but silk handkerchief.Lang Qianxing was gently wiping the blood on him.

The affection and pity in the eyes completely enveloped Qin Lang.Qin Lang staggered his gaze suspiciously.

After he finished wiping, he went to untie Qin Lang's clothes. Qin Lang was startled, and held down Lang Qianxing's hand. In broad daylight, we still smell like blood. This is not good!

"What are you doing?" Qin Lang was wary.

"Help the master bandage the wound." Lang Qianxing really meant this, and he didn't have any bad ideas. On the contrary, Qin Lang's reaction was very thought-provoking, and some bad ideas that didn't exist before came out together.

Qin Lang looked away unnaturally again, apparently guilty of thinking wrongly.But his performance was only slightly awkward, and Lang Qianxing knew at a glance that he was thinking of what he did on the tree house not long ago.

As a result, the picture in Lang Qianxing's mind became even worse.

The knives of the demons are also stained with demonic energy, so the wounds must be treated properly, otherwise they will not heal easily and will fester and rot.

Lang Qianxing saw that the wound was not too deep, so he applied the medicine and bandaged it carefully before putting Qin Lang back on his clothes.He didn't look sideways, and his attitude was upright, as if he was really a gentleman.