Qin Lang was a little surprised that Asmodi could see through Qin Lang's true nature. However, Qin Lang knew that Asmodi was experienced and knowledgeable, so it wasn't surprising that he could see that he was different.
What really surprised Qin Lang, however, was what Asmodi said next. "Mortal kid, even if you're a god cultivator, you can't kill Immortal Supreme Huang unless you have a divine item. So hand it over to me and I'll be friends with you. I'll also tell you how to avoid being hunted down by the immortal world. "
Asmodei had avoided being hunted down by the Immortal World for countless years. He should know some secrets and special methods about the Immortal World. His words should not be baseless. However, Asmodei was too arrogant to ask for Qin Lang's divine weapon.
"Asmodi, don't you think your appetite is too big?" Qin Lang asked Asmodi.
"Who can become a true immortal has a small appetite?" Asmodi said. "How can someone with a small appetite become a true immortal? Mortal kid, even though I'm being hunted down by Immortal Supreme Huang, you should know that if he didn't have something from the immortal world to restrain me, he wouldn't be a match for me. So if you reject my offer, the consequences will be dire. "
"Is this a direct threat?" Qin Lang said. "I can't be sure how your cultivation is compared to Immortal Supreme Huang's, but one thing I'm sure of is that you're greedier than him!"
"So what? My patience is limited, "Asmodi said. "Even though I don't know how you suppressed Immortal Supreme Huang, I'm sure that if he wasn't injured, you wouldn't be a match for him. So if you want to fight me at my peak, your chances of winning are practically zero. "
Asmodi didn't make a move, but he was pressuring Qin Lang with his words. Just as Qin Lang had predicted, Asmodi was more difficult to deal with than Immortal Supreme Huang. However, Qin Lang wasn't someone who could be easily manipulated. He smiled faintly and said, "Asmo Di, if you had the strength to deal with me, you would have done so immediately. Why would you bother talking so much to me? The reason you're spouting so much nonsense is because you don't have the confidence to deal with me. "
"Haha! Arrogant! "Asmody sneered." So, you really want to go against me? "
"Do I really want to go against you? Asmo Di, who do you think you are! Who do you think you are? " Qin Lang suddenly shouted angrily, "You're just an abandoned pawn of the Immortal World. You were chased by Immortal Venerable Huang all over the world. If I hadn't secretly attacked Immortal Venerable Huang, I'm afraid you would still be running around like a stray dog!"
After forming the Nation of Gods, Qin Lang had truly embarked on the path to godhood. He now possessed the strength to fight True Immortals on equal footing. Even in the face of Asmodi, the Abyssal Lord, Qin Lang could rebuke him without holding back.
Qin Lang's words weren't polite at all. Although Asmodi was a devil, his words made him feel very uncomfortable. After all, Asmodi was a True Immortal from the Immortal World. It would be strange if he didn't make a move after being belittled by a mortal like Qin Lang.
"Mortal brat, it seems like you really want to die!"
Asmodi's body was filled with murderous intent and monstrous demonic energy. This guy could be said to be an immortal and demonic cultivator. In terms of pure strength, he was indeed much stronger than ordinary True Immortals. But now that Qin Lang had completed a critical transformation, he needed a true baptism of battle. For Qin Lang, a true battle with Asmodi would help him establish the foundation of the Martial God Dao and perfect his Nation of Gods.
"Everyone must die, but you still can't kill me!"
Qin Lang unceremoniously provoked Asmodi. Since a battle and provocation were unavoidable, he might as well go all out. Although Asmodi was more difficult to deal with than Immortal Sovereign Huang and had more combat experience, Qin Lang was no longer the same as before.
"I will make you regret what you said!" Asmodi sneered. The demonic energy around him swept towards Qin Lang.
As the demonic energy wreaked havoc, Asmodi turned into a huge demon god and waved his huge arms and legs to attack Qin Lang.
"How boring!" Qin Lang sneered and threw a punch at Asmody's palm. Immediately, a hole appeared in Asmody's palm.
"Good! You are a little bit stronger than I thought. I hope you can let me play with you for a little longer. " After saying this, Asmodi's body returned to its normal size. However, a black wing appeared on his back. This wing looked like a black bird's wing, but it was actually a devil's wing. This was because the power of the Devil World's Law fluctuated on the wing. This meant that Asmodi could obtain the power of the Devil World and use the power of the Devil World. At the same time, Asmodi's small world was a Grotto-Heaven World, which meant that he could also obtain the power of the Immortal World.
The fusion of immortal and demon made Asmodi's attack power very strange. His fighting style was very strange. It was no wonder that although Immortal Sovereign Huang had the trump card of the Immortal World and had the upper hand repeatedly, he could not completely suppress Asmodi.
Asmodi's attack was very strange. After the fusion of immortal and demon, the power of the two worlds' Law fluctuated on his body. This caused Asmodi's figure to change constantly. His punches, kicks, and spells were also dazzling. It was impossible for people to figure out his attack and defense patterns.
"Mortal boy, let's see how you deal with my attack!"
Asmodi constantly circled around Qin Lang's body like a ghost. In an instant, he launched thousands of attacks on Qin Lang. This guy's attack seemed to have reached the limit of speed.
"Asmodi, although your attack is fast, it can't shake me at all!"
Qin Lang waited at ease. He directly activated the Shrine of the Undead and used the power of the Divine Artifact to block Asmodi's attacks.
"Mortal boy! If you think that you are invincible with a Divine Artifact, then you are gravely mistaken! Devil Spirit! " Asmodi snorted coldly. The black wings on his back suddenly surged with devil qi. Then, his body divided into two, two into four … Finally, there were thousands of him. Even if Qin Lang had the defense of the Divine Artifact, he could not deal with the devil spirits that came from all directions at the same time.
"Primordial Kun Peng! Devour the Heavens! "
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