More than ten minutes passed.
It was a short time, but for the people present, it was a long torment.
Especially for the Qingcheng Sect, these ten minutes were too torturous to endure.
For many people, ten minutes was just the time to eat noodles and rice noodles, but for Qing Ling Zi and the people of the Qingcheng Sect, it was like a lifetime of torture.
Because in these ten minutes, Qing Ling Zi's life force had been exhausted.
His hair was all white, his face was full of wrinkles, and he was trembling like a candle in the wind, as if he could collapse at any time.
What was worse was that Qing Ling Zi's eyes were empty, as if he had lost his soul, and he had completely become a lifeless shell.
Qing Ling Zi was defeated. Although he did not die, it was worse than death.
Among the people of the Qingcheng Sect, the lowest cultivation was in the Regulated Breathing Realm, and the two with the highest cultivation were in the True Energy Realm. This kind of strength was enough to wipe out Qin Lang's group a hundred times over, but now that they saw Qing Ling Zi's miserable state, the people of the Qingcheng Sect were scared out of their wits. Even the two True Energy Realm experts did not know what had happened, and they only felt fear in their hearts —
Fear that they had never felt before!
At this time, in the eyes of the people of the Qingcheng Sect, Qin Lang was no longer the "Qi Nourishing kid", but an existence like the devil of the underworld.
Last time, when Qing Yangzi was injured and returned to the Qingcheng Sect, many of the Qingcheng Sect disciples thought that Qing Yangzi was careless, and that was why he was injured by a Qi Nourishing brat. Many of the Qingcheng Sect disciples thought that it was just Qing Yangzi's bad luck, and they didn't think that Qin Lang was very powerful. Qing Yangzi also felt that he had lost face when he was seriously injured by a Qi Nourishing brat, so he naturally didn't try to defend himself. Many people thought that Qin Lang was just a brat who knew how to use poison. In the eyes of the Qingcheng Sect's experts, using poison was nothing.
But now that the people of the Qingcheng Sect saw Qing Ling Zi defeated by Qin Lang with their own eyes, they were deeply shocked.
A Qi Nourishing cultivator defeating a Hardness and Flexibility cultivator was simply shocking news, but it was the truth, because the people of the Qingcheng Sect had witnessed the entire process with their own eyes.
However, all of this was within Qin Lang's expectations. When Qingling Zi used his sword to shatter the bottle, Qin Lang had foreseen Qingling Zi's fate. This was because Qin Lang knew how terrifying the Blood Curse Poison was. No, the current Blood Curse Poison was already ten times, a hundred times more terrifying than the Blood Curse Poison on Marquis Wu Ming's body. After being nourished by Qin Lang's Non-Phase Body, it was no longer a simple Blood Curse Poison, but had surpassed the Blood Curse Poison, becoming another kind of terrifying existence — —
"That's right, I remember now. Isn't this one of the nether poisons recorded in the book of Poisons? That's right, this was the nether poison called 'decay'! No wonder, when I saw the Blood Curse Poison, I felt an aura of decay. " Seeing Qingling Zi's current state, Qin Lang suddenly remembered a nether poison recorded in the book of Poisons. This nether poison was called "decay", because it represented one of the origins of the Netherworld — decay.
The simplest name, but also the purest and most original name.
Decay of the nether poison!
The appearance of Qingling Zi's poison was almost similar to the state of decay of the nether poison in the book of Poisons — the body rapidly aged, the soul completely decayed, and finally became an old man like a candle in the wind.
Qin Lang finally understood that the Blood Curse Poison was actually a branch or variant of the "Decay of the nether poison" in the book of Poisons. However, the Blood Curse Poison was not the purest nether poison, so although the poison was vicious, it was still far from the decay of the nether poison recorded in the book of Poisons. However, after the Blood Curse Poison was nourished by Qin Lang's Non-Phase Poison Body, it finally returned to its origin and became the true Decay of the nether poison.
The Decay of the nether poison represented one of the origins of the Netherworld — decay!
Qingling Zi had completely decayed. His entire body's vitality was almost gone, and his soul had also completely decayed. At this moment, he was nothing more than an old man on the verge of death.
Qin Lang stepped forward and picked up Qingling Zi's ancient sword. Looking at the long sword in his hand, he said calmly, "This is a good sword, but it's a pity that pearls are cast before swine. From now on, you'll follow me — the people of Qingcheng Sect, take him away. The heavens have the virtue of cherishing life, so I won't kill him. "
Qin Lang's words sounded a bit pretentious, but as the victor, he did have the capital to act pretentious.
The people of Qingcheng Sect were all filled with righteous indignation, but they were afraid of Qin Lang's terrifying means, so they didn't dare to fight with Qin Lang. What's more, there was Fang Baiqiu, the constable of the Six Doors School. At this moment, Fang Baiqiu shouted at the people of Qingcheng Sect, "It's a fair battle. Life and death are decided by fate, and neither party is allowed to pursue the matter afterward … the people of Qingcheng Sect, it's clearly written in this life and death agreement that neither party is allowed to pursue the matter afterward. Within the area under my supervision, everything must be done according to our rules. Now, take your fellow disciples away. In addition, go back and tell your sect that both parties have signed the life and death agreement, and the people of Qingcheng Sect are not allowed to assassinate or encircle them. Otherwise, it will be a blatant provocation of the Six Doors School. "
"What? Is the Six Doors School going to stop us from getting our revenge?!" A disciple of Qingcheng Sect said angrily.
"Hmph! Don't you understand? Since we've signed the life and death agreement, we can't assassinate or encircle them. If you want revenge, you need to challenge them face to face and sign the life and death agreement. This is my rule, and it represents the rule of the Six Doors School! Within the area under my supervision, everything must be done according to the rules! "Fang Baiqiu said coldly.
"Let's go!" The people of Qingcheng Sect carried Qing Lingzi and left quickly.
Of course, although these people were all filled with righteous indignation and wanted to tear Qin Lang to pieces, no one had the courage to challenge Qin Lang head-on. Because Qing Lingzi was the most powerful person in this group, and now that Qing Lingzi had become like this, no one wanted to repeat his mistakes.
In the blink of an eye, the people of the Qingcheng Sect had all left.
Qin Lang said to Fang Baiqiu, "Thank you for upholding justice, Constable Fang."
Qin Lang wasn't someone who didn't know what was good for him. He knew that Fang Baiqiu's appearance here was clearly to support him. Fang Baiqiu made Qin Lang and Qing Ling Zi sign a life and death contract, which indeed saved Qin Lang a lot of trouble. Because Qing Lingzi was one of the last disciples of the head of Qingcheng Sect. Now that he had been hurt by Qin Lang, the Qingcheng Sect was naturally furious and would definitely seek revenge on Qin Lang. However, with the life and death agreement, the Qingcheng Sect had to have some scruples. As Fang Baiqiu said, even if the people of Qingcheng Sect wanted to seek revenge on Qin Lang, they could only seek revenge on Qin Lang openly. Moreover, they had to sign the life and death agreement with Qin Lang before they could seek revenge. Otherwise, they would not give face to the Six Doors School. Even the Qingcheng Sect did not dare to openly not give face to the Six Doors School.
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