Woo woo!
The sound of the insect's flute resounded through the mountains. The poisonous insects that had just flown out and ran out were all taken back by Qin Lang into the Ten Thousand Poison Sack. These poisonous insects were very terrifying existences. Qin Lang couldn't let them run away.
After searching with his mental power and confirming that all the poisonous insects had been put into the Ten Thousand Poison Sack, Qin Lang moved his body and headed toward the mountain gate of the Ten Halls of Hell.
Qin Lang was like a gecko, nimbly sliding down the cliff.
This naturally formed pit was located between several mountain peaks. It was thousands of meters underground. The air above the pit was also shrouded in fog, so no one could see the situation below.
After mastering the use and control of True Qi, Qin Lang's whole body became light as a feather, and he quickly arrived at the bottom of the pit. It had to be said that the people of the Ten Halls of Hell really knew how to choose a place. This pit could be said to be a completely different world. This was an inverted funnel-shaped pit. The lower it went, the wider it became. The waterfall on the cliff converged into an underground river and poured into the bottom of the pit, forming countless natural karst caves. These natural karst caves eventually became the old nest of the Ten Halls of Hell.
If it was in the past, these caves should be more lively. After all, there were many people in the Ten Halls of Hell. They had to constantly train disciples, killers, and so on. But now, it was abnormally quiet. This was because Qin Lang, this abnormal enemy, had come to visit. No one had full confidence that they could stop this little abnormal. So now, the people of the Ten Halls of Hell were hiding inside, waiting for Qin Lang to go through the trap or leave on his own.
Qin Lang was not an idiot. Of course, he knew that these caves were full of traps. The Ten Halls of Hell liked to play tricks the most. They were known as the strangest and most vicious branch of the Devil Sect. They had created many ruthless killing methods. For example, cutting off tongues, cutting hearts, sawing people, boiling oil, and so on. These were all the methods they were best at. Anyone who was visited by the assassins of the Ten Halls of Hell would find it hard to keep their corpses intact. However, because of this, the business of the assassins in the Ten Halls of Hell had always been good. Many people liked to see their enemies die without a burial place.
Now, the people of the Ten Halls of Hell were holed up in these caves under the pit.
The huge cave entrance was like the mouth of the King of Hell. It seemed that no matter who entered it, they would not be able to come out alive.
In the face of such a situation, a normal person would choose to retreat, but Qin Lang had no intention of retreating. He had come here today to establish his authority. If he had only killed a few dozen people from the Ten Halls of Hell, it wouldn't be considered establishing his authority. Not only would it not be considered establishing his authority, but it would also cause the Ten Halls of Hell to seek revenge in the future. It wouldn't be able to deter the Gopher Sect, the Tangmen, and the Qingcheng Sect.
Qin Lang wasn't in a hurry to make a move. He just continued to circulate the Fish Dragon Spell and investigate the location of the Ten Halls of Hell's spirit vein. It didn't matter that the people of the Ten Halls of Hell were holed up and not coming out. Qin Lang had a way to force them out.
There were too many poisonous insects in the Ten Thousand Poison Pouch. How could they not die? Anyway, he didn't have to worry about hurting the innocent here. Qin Lang once again released the army of poisonous insects like a tidal wave, letting these poisonous insects swarm into the caves.
In an instant, the mountain walls of these caves were densely packed with all kinds of poisonous insects.
As for how many of these poisonous insects would die, how many people of the Ten Halls of Hell would die, this wasn't something Qin Lang needed to worry about.
"People of the Ten Halls of Hell, listen up. When you send out Luo Badao's head, only then will the disaster end!" Qin Lang gathered his True Energy, and his voice traveled far into the depths of the cave.
Following that, Qin Lang began to search for the location of the spirit veins of the Yama Kings of the Ten Halls with all his might. Through the Fish Dragon Spell and the perception of his powerful Spiritual Energy, Qin Lang quickly determined the location of the spirit veins. Therefore, his body suddenly turned around and drilled into the ground like a drill. His Protective Spiritual Energy swept up the soil. Soon, Qin Lang was already nearly a hundred meters underground. At this time, he also found the location of the Ten Halls of Hell's spirit vein.
After finding the spirit vein, Qin Lang didn't have to worry about these guys not showing up. Qin Lang unceremoniously put the spirit vein into the Ten Thousand Poison Pouch. He knew that taking this spirit vein would break the foundation of the Ten Halls of Hell. If this was the case, the old guys of the Ten Halls of Hell could still sit still, then they were really the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles.
Sure enough, as soon as Qin Lang took the spirit vein, a burst of roars came from the depths of the cave. These voices were like thunder, deafening.
These old guys didn't care about their disciples dying under the poisonous insects, but they couldn't ignore the spirit vein. Without the spirit vein, their path of cultivation was basically cut off, and it would be difficult for them to make any progress.
As a matter of fact, a group of old guys joined forces to kill, and Luo Badao also followed behind this group of old guys.
As for the other people of the Ten Halls of Hell, those crazy poisonous insects alone were enough to make them suffer.
"Kid! You're too arrogant. You actually dare to touch the spirit vein of the Ten Halls of Hell. You're courting death! "An old guy shouted at Qin Lang.
"Hand over the spirit vein, and I'll let you live!" Another old guy roared. However, in his heart, he didn't understand how Qin Lang took away this spirit vein. One had to know that even if a few old guys joined forces, it would take decades to suck this spirit vein dry.
"The spirit vein is already in my stomach. It's impossible to return it to you! However, if you offer Luo Badao's head, I can let you old guys go! "Qin Lang sneered.
"How arrogant!" Luo Badao shouted, "Kid, today, the sect's elders are here. We will definitely tear you into pieces!"
"Good! Since you guys are so stubborn, I won't be polite! " Qin Lang sneered. Like a whale sucking in water, he absorbed the spiritual energy of the Ten Halls of Hell in the Ten Thousand Poison Pouch into his body.
"This little bastard is absorbing our spirit vein!" An old guy roared with red eyes. At this time, he was like an old miser watching the treasure he had guarded for a lifetime being taken away. He directly went forward to fight.
"Kill him! Take back the spirit vein! "Another old guy also roared, and at the same time, Qin Lang made a move.
The eight Reaching Heaven State experts joined forces, and the power was simply earth-shattering!
With these people joining forces, Qin Lang's Protective Qi was suddenly overwhelmed and contracted violently. It seemed that he couldn't resist the joint attack of these eight old guys.
"Condense Qi into Gang! Golden Scale Transforming into Dragon! "
At this time, Qin Lang suddenly roared, and absorbed more spiritual energy from the spirit vein into his body. Then, with the help of the strong pressure from these eight old guys, he constantly compressed and condensed the true energy in his body. Finally, he heard a "ding dong" sound from his Dantian. He knew that this was the sign of the true energy turning into a "liquid", which meant that the quality of the true energy had finally undergone a qualitative change.
First there was the sound of a drop of water, then there was the sound of surging river water in Qin Lang's meridians. All the true energy in his body was instantly transformed into "true water", which also meant that the true energy that his meridians and Dantian could hold would increase by dozens of times!
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