The Dark Reincarnation Visualization Technique raised Qin Lang's mental energy to the extreme. His will and spirit were at their peak. His heart was as clear as a mirror, untainted by dust, and his body was like a bodhi tree. Although Taoist Priest Tian Yuan had struck out thousands of palm shadows, Qin Lang knew that the Great Dao was simple. Since these thousands of palm shadows were transformed from one palm shadow, they should be able to be merged into one.
Since the opponent only used one palm, he would only use one punch.
Qin Lang bent his waist into a horse stance, exhaled, and used the Dragon Crouching Stance. Then, he threw out a punch.
This was the simplest punch, but it also seemed to be the most complicated. This was because this punch seemed to contain the sharpness of the Mantis Fist, the craftiness of the Snake Fist, the ruthlessness of the Scorpion Fist, and the continuity of the Spider Fist …
Rumble!
His fist collided with one of the palm shadows.
The thousands of palm shadows suddenly disappeared.
Obviously, he thought that Qin Lang had found his "Prince Charming" among the thousands of palm shadows.
"Good fist technique! You can actually block my Divine Dao Sect's secret technique — Thousand Expanding Palm. I'm getting more and more interested in you! Oh right, what's the name of your punch? "Taoist Priest Tian Yuan asked with interest.
"Yan Huang!" As he said this, fresh blood also spurted out of Qin Lang's mouth.
However, even though he was injured, Qin Lang's feet did not move at all. The Dragon Crouching Stance took root and became one with Hua Xia's Dragon Vein, which could quickly heal him. However, if Taoist Priest Tian Yuan cut off the connection between Qin Lang and the Dragon Vein, then Qin Lang would really be done for.
"A fist technique named after Yan Huang? You think you're worthy? " Taoist Priest Tian Yuan mocked, "The Yan and Huang Emperors are the ancestors of Hua Xia, and their power reigned supreme. Do you think your stupid fist technique is worthy of such a name?"
"I'm a descendant of Yan Huang, and I'm the guardian of Hua Xia's Dragon Vein. Why can't I be named after Yan Huang?"
Qin Lang questioned harshly, "As a descendant of Yan and Huang, Hua Xia has the bloodline of the Giant Dragon. You should not be afraid of power or powerful enemies! "Although your Magical Grass Sect is the leader of Daoism in the Pugilistic World and your Taoist Priest Tianyuan is a Martial Sage expert, I'm not afraid, I won't retreat, and I'm not convinced!" Therefore, I'm worthy of the name 'Yan Huang'. On the other hand, you idiots from the Spirit Grass Sect are just a bunch of people who bully the weak and fear the strong. You're worried about the revenge of the cultivation world, so you want me to be the scapegoat. Even if you're a Martial Sage, it's useless! Don't you think you're the Roc in the sky and I'm just an ant on the ground in your eyes? Unfortunately, I, an ant, dared to fight you, but you, the so-called 'Roc', didn't dare to fight against someone from the cultivation world. What kind of great roc are you? What kind of descendant of the Yellow Emperor are you? It's nothing but dog shit! "
"You're dead meat!"
Daoist Priest Tian Yuan spat out these four words through gritted teeth. One could imagine how furious he was. This was because Qin Lang's words had completely stabbed the sore spot in his heart. These words were a great insult to him!
Clang!
The longsword on Daoist Priest Tian Yuan's back let out a dragon's roar. It broke out of its sheath and landed in his hand. Daoist Priest Tian Yuan had already sealed his sword for seventeen years. This was because no one was worthy of him drawing his sword in the past seventeen years. However, today, he had to use the sword in his hand to kill this brat in front of him. He had to cut him into a thousand pieces!
The simple and unadorned sword lit up and became brighter and brighter. Even the bright moon in the sky paled in comparison. This was because Daoist Priest Tian Yuan was pouring all his strength into the ancient sword. At this moment, he and the sword had already started to merge as one.
Qin Lang knew that this would be Daoist Priest Tian Yuan's fiercest sword. This sword was also not something that he could resist. This was because Qin Lang's realm had been suppressed to the Earth Realm. Even if he attacked with all his strength, he would not be able to compete with Daoist Priest Tian Yuan.
This sword of his opponent was almost a sure-kill sword.
Because his mental realm had been elevated to the extreme, Qin Lang was more sensitive to danger. He could sense the horror of Daoist Priest Tian Yuan's sword. He could even sense the threat of death. It was an inescapable death.
Even if Qin Lang released all the poisonous insects in the Infinite Poison Pouch, it would be useless. This was because Qin Lang did not have anything that could block Daoist Priest Tian Yuan's sword full of anger.
"No, it's not that nothing can block it!"
At this critical moment, something suddenly popped up in Qin Lang's mind — Magic Stone!
Qin Lang did not know if this was an Inner Demon Invasion. At this moment, he suddenly thought of the Magic Stone. He had seen the changes of the Saint Scar Beetle after eating the Magic Stone. He also knew the horrifying Devil Qi of the Magic Stone. Originally, he should not have used this thing. But at this moment, Qin Lang could not care so much.
"Then let's be possessed!"
Qin Lang moved his mind. The small piece of Magic Stone in the Infinite Poison Pouch suddenly entered Qin Lang's mouth.
When the Magic Stone entered Qin Lang's mouth, he seemed to hear the warning of Young Monk Dan Ling. But it was too late.
What was possessed?
Although Young Monk Dan Ling had explained a lot about Evil Demons and Extraterrestrial Demons, the specific "Demon" …
As for what it was, even it couldn't explain it clearly.
Qin Lang did not need to know what "Demon" was. He only needed power. And the Magic Stone could bring him unimaginable power.
Although it was only a small piece of Magic Stone, it was like a "Magic Bean" in Western legend — as long as it came into contact with water, it would grow rapidly and penetrate the sky. Although this piece of Magic Stone was small, it was condensed from the essence of Devil Qi. After entering Qin Lang's body, it immediately began to absorb Qin Lang's essence, qi, and spirit like a whale sucking in water. Even the Dragon Qi that entered Qin Lang's body was constantly turned into "Devil Qi".
Spiritual Qi was about advancing step by step, while Devil Qi was about advancing rapidly and violently.
In addition, not only did the possessed person's cultivation increase rapidly, but the stronger the person's cultivation, the more terrifying the possessed. Of course, after being possessed, one's cultivation would increase rapidly, but there would be a price to pay.
What would the price be?
Qin Lang did not know, but he knew that he would pay a heavy price, because everyone who chose to be possessed had to pay a painful price.
But today, Qin Lang had no other choice. As the Sect Leader of Poisons, he had painstakingly worked for so long, but he could only drag out an ignoble existence in the shadows of Buddhism and Taoism. He had hoped to complete the revitalization of Poisons through compromise and stalling for time, but man proposes, God disposes. What was to come had still come. Even though Qin Lang's current identity was "Bug Demon", he still could not escape the pursuit of these Taoists.
If he failed today, it would not only be "Bug Demon" who failed, but also the entire Poisons.
Originally, Qin Lang could have chosen to surrender and obediently become the Divine Dao Sect's scapegoat, but Qin Lang had already made a choice: he would rather die in glory than live in dishonor!
So what if he became a demon? As long as he could get rid of these arrogant, arrogant guys, so what if he became a demon! So what if he had to pay a price!
"Kill! Heavenly Prime Strike! "
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