"What's wrong 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 doesn't it matter? Yun Jue," the man walked towards Qin Lang and Lang Qian, taking off his cloak and hat, revealing a wild and **** face, although he knew he was not a good person at first glance, "Three What did you say in Hundred Years? It's fortunate that I believed that you really can't move people's hearts, but I didn't expect you to be such a promiscuous person. If I knew this, I should have kidnapped you back to the devil world, you must be unsure. Are you happy too?"

Yun Jue looked at him blankly, as if you had fought three hundred years ago.

" Xuanyuan Qi It has already taken the opportunity to seize the house.

But how can people from the Demon Race come to the next world? Moreover, if it was a broken temple, wouldn't those people have changed the core under his and Qin Lang's nose? This person is higher than his cultivation level, but not as good as Qin Lang. I didn't do it at the beginning, it is estimated that it is to judge whether Qin Lang has really sealed his cultivation.

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

No wonder, Qin Lang did not seem to be interested in the prosperous imperial city at first glance, but he still promised Xuanyuan Qi to come together.

So Qin Lang came to Xiatianjing and declared himself a cultivation base, so is he waiting for this person? Resolve certain grievances and end certain things.

"So you 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, not only are there many people who admire him in the Xianmen Taoist sect, but even the demon clan that is hostile to them also likes his taste, and this person in front of him is one of them.

Of course Yun Jue couldn't possibly like him, so he decisively refused. But the demons are no more upright than those who were rejected, and they pretended to be generous and then did things behind their backs. After this Demon Race was rejected, he often found trouble with the disciples of Tianyun Sect. There was a period of time when the disciples of Tianyun Sect would be killed by him as soon as they left the sect. When Zongli sends someone out, he will hide directly, which is very difficult.

Later, Yun Jue deeply felt that this matter was his own fault. When the younger disciple left the sect, he also followed up, just in time to catch this demon. This man was beaten half to death by Yun Jue, and he could only escape and return to the demon world by destroying his soul.

After that, his vitality was severely damaged, and the demon world was a ruthless and cruel person, and his life was very difficult. Infatuation is not infatuation, and directly remembers Yun Jue as a mortal enemy, waiting for the opportunity of revenge.

Finally, Yun Jue arrived at the next world! With an apprentice who is not yet Nascent Soul, and even self-proclaimed cultivation base, isn't this a good opportunity from heaven?

Lang Qianxing didn't know what happened three hundred years ago. He hadn't come to Tianyun Sect at that time, and in his previous life, he was not very interested in this Dao Zun of Qingyun Peak, nor had he inquired about it.

Lang Qianxing didn't know what to think, but what he was thinking now was that there are many people coveting Master.

"Yes. Now I'm going to kill your disciple and let you see it with your own eyes." The man looked arrogant, and the victory was in his hands.

Lang Qianxing drew out his red sword and stopped in front of Qin Lang with a solemn expression. As if he wanted to delay by himself, to buy time for Qin Lang to unlock his cultivation, even though his delay was taking his life.

Of course, self-proclaimed cultivation can be unraveled by oneself, but unraveling definitely requires reading. The length of this reading can't 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 40-level number. There is no need to doubt the last one who was close to 70.

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

The formation set up in the whole mountain forest is aimed at Xianmen, which will effectively seal the spiritual roots of the monks, and the cultivation base is still there. Nature is very deadly. It's like the mage loses the attribute bonus of the equipment.

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

But this formation is ineffective against the demons! Qin Lang glanced at Lang Qianxing who was standing in front of him.

Lang Qianxing thought that he was a little moved to Qin Lang, so even though he might die soon in the current situation, he still tasted a little sweetness.

But he never thought about it, Qin Lang pulled him and blocked him behind him instead.

"It's time for you and me to end." Qin Lang took out his own Cangshuang sword, and in Lang Qianxing's slightly widened eyes, he took the lead in rushing to the opposite side with a sinister smile, "Fortunately, I have a backer." Xuanyuan Qi below.

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

Lang Qianxing looked at Qin Lang who was fighting with Xuanyuan Qi, who was wrapped in a thick black demonic energy.

Master had recovered before he left, right? How could he not know his approach, and let him restrain him and kiss him happily!

Master, you really... hid so deeply!

He shouldn't doubt it any more. Master, he has never shown his thoughts, and he has only lightly brought his joys and sorrows. Maybe, it's not that he doesn't express himself, he's just not good at expressing himself. Just like that morning, when he woke up and found himself kissing him, his ears were red. He had also seen it when he was teasing at Qingyun Peak at first. Obviously thin-skinned but pretending to be light-hearted, with such a thin-skinned face, even if he is interested in him, how can it be leaked?

Lang Qianxing watched the battle, and the more he saw that the suddenly bright joy in his heart was quickly drowned before he could taste it carefully. The current situation of Master is actually at a disadvantage!

how come? ! Lang Qianxing felt cold, it was that formation!

In the past life, he was in the Tianyun Sect. Although he also practiced the formation method, he used it to study the stone. He had never been out of the Tianyun Sect, and he had never confronted the demons. How could he know how to solve this weirdness? Oh, the formation that he has no awareness at all?

Lang Qianxing hated that he was so stupid and short-sighted in his previous life, and he also hated that he had been abandoned in Qingyun Peak for a long time before, and he did not practice seriously. Now he can only stand and watch, nothing to do, nothing to help.

Why does Shizun's sword look like an ordinary sword? Why isn't there any chill in Master's swordsmanship? He has seen the master practice swords from a distance, water spirit roots, and every sword can instantly freeze the surrounding three feet into frost.

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

Qin Lang was reluctant that his husband was too worried about him, or that he almost lost him again, so he calmly said, "The sword I gave you is a **** deed."

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 completely destroyed, the treasure can only be driven by the person who drips blood.

Lang Qianxing was stunned for a moment, but he did not have any doubts, and immediately cut his palm with the sword, feeling the burning sensation of the wound, and the scalding heat of the sword, he was shocked again.

This one is definitely not a defective product that was used to coax him to play.

The familiar and majestic Heavenly Thunder Spirit Qi on it was clearly the same as what he had accepted before.

This is the Chiyang Sword that Qin Lang spent two months forging while he was peeping at the Library Pavilion? It was his blood essence, which was originally intended to be given to him!

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

The hand he held the sword kept shaking, and it was obvious that he couldn't bear the power of the sword.

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

As soon as he was distracted, Qin Lang backhanded the blade, and even left a sword wound on his body. Immediately, he didn't want to fight at all, he had already distanced himself from him, leaped over Lang Qianxing's head and landed behind him. Then he quickly stretched out his hand and sent his spiritual energy to Lang Qianxing!

He finally realized that Lang Qianxing originally wanted to delay time for Qin Lang to unlock his 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 was thinking about the injury on Qin Lang's right arm, and he was suddenly sent into a steady stream of spiritual energy by Qin Lang, making him even more worried.

Even if he didn't know whether it was just because of this formation or what poison the devil had cast during the battle, Qin Lang not only couldn't let his water spirits play out, but when he fought against Xuanyuan Qi, his spiritual power was drained very fast. If they continue to hold on, it is estimated that they will not be able to return to Qingyun Peak.

"Humph!" Xuanyuan Qi sneered disdainfully, "I thought you, Yun Jue, were so upright, it wasn't your grudge against me? Why did you want your apprentice to die for you?"

Qin Lang completely ignored him and even wanted to roll his eyes. The villains really died of talking too much. You are free to beep over there, but you didn't even interrupt him to read the article. Sure enough, it was because Lang Qianxing was a little boy. The number expands.

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

Lang Qianxing didn't have the same consecration as Qin Lang from the beginning, but he has been in this formation for several days, and he can still wake up the sword, and the sword is bright red, how can it be like Cang Shuang in Qin Lang's hands As dull as the sword, Xuanyuan Qifei stepped forward and slashed at the two of them.

He finally remembered to interrupt the reading!

However, Qin Lang has already read it! He successfully raised his husband's level 40 trumpet to level 60. Although it didn't last very long, it should be enough to add artifacts and sharp manipulations.

The thick blade was taken by Lang Qianxing with his sword, Xuanyuan Qi's eyes were as red as swords, and the cold light inside seemed to be able to twist a person into pieces in an instant.

The fierce battle has officially begun. Qin Lang sat on the side, took out a pill from the storage ring, swallowed the medicine, and performed cross-legged exercises. There were bone umbrellas nearby, which were made of high-grade spirit beasts, even in such a special place. In the formation, there is also a certain defensive power.

In this way, even if Xuanyuan Qi wanted to sneak attack on him, he couldn't hit him with a single blow. At the same time, Lang Qianxing was relieved of his worries and let him focus on fighting with him.

After adjusting the breath for a moment, the top-grade medicinal pill was absorbed by him for seven or eight layers, and the good foundation was there. Even if a part was lost, it could be quickly replenished. Qin Lang felt that his qi and blood had recovered by 80%, so he took out a few utensils from the storage room.

This kind of formation is unbreakable, and it will disappear unless the person setting up the formation dies. However, you can force a breakthrough when the formation personnel are injured and weak.

Just like now.

The Chiyang Sword was completely worthy of the tempering of Jiutian Xuanlei, and with the skyrocketing cultivation that Qin Lang sent to Lang Qianxing, Xuanyuan Qi could no longer bear it when it reached 60%.

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

Seeing this, he almost vomited blood. The guy is holding a few excellent treasures and preparing to forcibly break through the formation. Although he was a little overwhelmed at the moment, Lang Qianxing's cultivation was in vain after all. As long as he held on for a while, the situation would still be reversed.

But if Yun Jue broke the formation, he would be seriously injured. No, Yun Jue is already in the formation, his water spirit root is useless, how can 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 couldn't delay the later stage, so he quietly opened the hook. Such a brutal and arrogant breakthrough.

Of course, to prevent this from appearing to be a bug, he himself half-kneeled on the ground and spat out a mouthful of blood.

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

Xuanyuan Qi swallowed his painful voice, stared at Qin Lang fiercely, and finally had to evacuate first. The sword tempered by Tianlei is not a joke, just that one sword is enough to burn his entire soul, he must go back to recuperate, and the formation has been broken, even if Qin Lang is injured now, but he can't. Take the opponent's life.

When Lang Qianxing saw that he ran away, he didn't chase after him. He immediately went behind Qin Lang and said, "Master? How are you?"

Don't even call "you". Qin Lang silently felt that his disciple brother was leaving him, and what he was about to usher in was...

Lang Qianxing helped Qin Lang up and let him lean on the big tree on the hill. There was a small hill with green grass and wildflowers before. Because of their fight, more than half of them were bald. The ground was full of pits and flame marks, like a bomb. Boomed the same.

Qin Lang was about to wipe the blood from the corners of his mouth, but suddenly felt a soft touch on his lips, and he couldn't prevent it. He just sat down and was secretly kissed again.

No, husband, are you addicted to stealing kisses?

Before Qin Lang came back from his slightly stunned reaction, he felt a softness on his lips again, this time it was not lips, but Sipa. Lang Qianxing was gently wiping the blood on him.

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

After he finished wiping, he went to untie Qin Lang's clothes. Qin Lang was startled. He held Lang Qianxing's hand.

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

"Help Shizun to bandage the wound." Lang Qianxing really meant this, and he didn't have any bad thoughts. Instead, Qin Lang's reaction was worth thinking about, and some bad thoughts that weren't there before appeared.

Qin Lang turned his eyes away unnaturally, obviously guilty of his own thinking. But his performance was just a little embarrassing, which made Lang Qianxing know at a glance that he was thinking of what he did in the treehouse not long ago.

So the picture in Lang Qianxing's mind was even worse.

The swords of the demons are also stained with demonic energy, and the wound must be treated properly, otherwise it will be easy to heal, and it will fester and stink.

Seeing that the wound was not too deep, Lang Qianxing carefully put on the medicine and bandaged it before putting on Qin Lang's clothes again. He didn't look sideways, and his attitude was upright, as if he was a true gentleman.