Juvenile Medical God

Peng Yinglong finally fell.

He fell under the repeated attack of Qin Lang, and also lost to the two pythons and golden-winged birds, "betrayed" his live golden spirit beast. As a master of Wu Sheng, Peng Yinglong has never been so squandered in his life. However, as a realm and skillful calculation, Peng Yinglong even took advantage of the same level of the strong, but also often took advantage of the cheap, but today, Peng Yinglong fell to the opponent's feet, and is still a baby's feet.

For the defeat of Peng Yinglong, Qin Lang is not very excited, because he was originally the nemesis of the sect, Peng Yinglong used the means of the sect, not only could not cause pressure on Qin Lang, but only brought trouble to himself, really excited Qin Lang It is Peng Yinglong's Wuhun and the Holy Feather. Although Qin Lang has already realized the mystery of the grounding and the heavens, it has not yet broken the mystery of Wu Wujing.

Although there are other people's martial arts in Qin Lang's venomous sacs, it is the martial art of others. After all, Qin Lang glimpses some mysteries, but it is far from the martial arts and forms a martial art. The distance between the Wu and the soul is the crystallization of the spiritual power of the military. It is a kind of spiritual life. At present, Qin Lang still has no idea how to do this. It is not the talent of Qin Lang. It is because most of the warriors need a long time to accumulate from Tongtian to Wushou. This is an inevitable process. Some of the key points require the military to comprehend themselves.

The martial arts of others can help Qin Lang analyze and break some mysteries of the Wuhun, but it is impossible to directly become Qin Lang's own martial arts.

Qin Lang has been studying the martial arts of others for some time, but the real clues are not many.

This time, Peng Yinglong's holy fetus gave Qin Lang a strong interest. The holy fetus was the birth of the Wusheng level. The holy fetus is often parasitic among the Wuhun, and is another kind of "higher" life form.

However, no matter how advanced the holy fetus is, it still needs to exist according to the physical body of the warrior. Just like the martial arts of the warrior, although it can leave the body in a short time, it will become very fragile after leaving the body, and it will not exist for a long time. Possibly, just like Peng Yinglong is now, his body is like a dead dog lying on the ground, and his martial arts and holy fetus naturally can't turn any waves.

Peng Yinglong lie on the riverbank like this. His mouth even stuck some mud, and a few sands fell into his mouth. This taste is extremely uncomfortable, but Peng Yinglong can only bear it because he It is no longer a saint, but a prisoner of the family.

Peng Yinglong couldn’t understand why he lost to Qin Lang’s kid. I thought it would be too evil for him to think about it. He’s really lost today.

"Qin... Qin Zongzhu, I admit defeat, what do you want, as long as the sect can do it, I can try my best to fight for you." Peng Yinglong completely softened.

"Of course, what I want you should be able to give me, holy and martial arts, um, this is what I need, and you just have it." Qin Lang said calmly.

"You... are you going to push me to the road?" Peng Yinglong said coldly, "I am a master of Wusheng after all, I can do a lot of things for you..."

"Yeah, you are a master of Wu Sheng, you can do a lot of things for me." Qin Lang seems to be considering Peng Yinglong's proposal, but after a moment he shook his head. "Unfortunately, you are a master of martial arts, not good control. Ah, this person doesn't like to have variables, so I am really sorry."

Qin Lang said that this is not to scare Peng Yinglong, but the fact is that it is very dangerous to turn a master above the martial arts into a poisonous slave. The refining process is dangerous and it is dangerous after refining because It is easy to control a person's body, but it is difficult to control one's thoughts.

Although it is a pity to abandon a Wu Sheng-class poison slave, it is not a pity to get his martial arts.

"You want to get my martial arts and holy fetus, it is a dream." Peng Yinglong saw Qin Lang ate the scales and iron, knowing that the forgiveness is probably useless, so prepare to resist the end, after all, the Wuhun and the holy fetus are not his body organs. Qin Lang wants to cut and cut, want to get the complete Wuhun and the Holy Feather, unless it is Peng Yinglong, otherwise, even if it is to kill Peng Yinglong, Qin Lang is not a complete Wuhun.

Before the Qin Lang got the Wuhun, it was not very complete, so he encountered some obstacles when he broke the Wushou.

"Dream, yes, to get your martial arts and holy fetus, you really need to dream." Qin Lang muttered to himself, and he already had an idea in his heart.

Qin Lang put Peng Yinglong into the poisonous sac, and then snarled to the living Jinling beast: "I have removed the dead air in your body, and you will be free later."

"You let me go." Qin Lang seems to "listen" to the voice of the living golden beast. He knows that this is the spiritual fluctuation of the beast.

"I am not a man of the sect, of course, I will not ban you." Qin Lang said.

"But the spirit here has dried up. I have no place to go. You are the real guardian. I am willing to work with you to save more companions." The individual of the python suddenly became smaller. It turned into a pure gold snake, wrapped around Qin Lang's arm, and seemed not to leave.

As for the golden-winged bird, it is naturally the same idea, and Qin Lang has the breath of this chaotic world, and there are many benefits for their own practice.

Since the dream has been reached, Qin Lang will certainly not object, but it is still necessary to take out the martial arts of Peng Yinglong. If you do not abolish this guy, it will always be a major hidden danger.

However, for the martial arts who captured this guy, Qin Lang has a way.

Qin Lang went to Xiayang City and went to Jinlong Palace KTV.

Just arrived at the door, Qin Lang was stopped by a big man: "Brothers, minors can not enter us, now we are regulated."

"Oh, there is progress." Qin Lang smiled.

"Laughter doesn't work either. Although we have to make money, we don't want to earn students' money. Moreover, we can check it now." This big man seems to be more adhering to the principle.

Qin Lang was about to explain, but saw a BMW parked at the door, and then walked out of an acquaintance, this man with a ponytail, naturally the "horse tail" outside the Seventh Central School.

"Mawei." Qin Lang greeted the horsetail.

The younger brother next to the horsetail saw it and shouted at Qin Lang: "Call the horse, don't understand."

"I understand you a ball." Mawei slaps a palm on the man's head, and then greets Qin Lang with a "Qin Ge", then greets Qin Lang in the horror of the younger brother, whispering, "Qin Brother, what do you need."

"Give me two dances." Qin Lang said to Mawei, "Older."