Making Great Fortune Overnight

Ye Nantian saw the battle between Qin Lang and the son of God in his eyes, but he was shocked in his heart.

This small earth, there is such a strong existence, this strength compared with their wolf tooth City, how much better!

Ye Nantian turned his head and ran, and the spirit went straight to the ocean.

At this time, half of Ye Nantian's gold elixir was absorbed by the Holy Son, and the other half was captured by Qin Lang, which can be described as the most miserable one. He can only take this opportunity to find a place to hide.

"Ye Nantian, you don't want to run!"

Zitao fairy has been staring at Ye Nantian. Seeing ye Nantian's spirit about to run, Zitao fairy chased Ye Nantian to the bottom of the ocean.

"No!"

Qin Lang just smashed the son down with a stick. Seeing the purple pottery fairy also chasing Ye Nantian, his heart sank and he followed him.

At this time, the sea, like boiling water in general, a group of boiling water stirred up, the son's face, again appeared on the water!

"Hula..."

The pure face of the son came out of the water. In a pair of white eyes, two groups of light like incandescent lamp came up and directly passed through the shoulders of the purple pottery fairy, bringing out two blood flowers.

"Asshole! You dare to hurt her

When Qin Lang saw that the purple pottery fairy was injured, he felt a violent twitch in his heart. His heart thought moved. Seven gold elixirs rolled together. His strength was as strong as a half step baby. The vast real yuan shrouded him, making more than a dozen gods tremble with fear!

"Is this the real strength of Nanzong Zhenren? How terrible

"I'm afraid I can't achieve this power for another 200 years?"

"Look at his speed! It's more than double that. "

In the public's discussion, Qin Lang's figure in the air drew a trail of shadows, and instantly appeared in front of the purple pottery fairy, holding high the huntian stick with both hands, and pounded down the Holy Son's face.

"Hula..."

The son of the son was severely stuck in his face by this stick and sank to the bottom of the water again.

Qin Lang took Zitao fairy in his arm and took her back to Li Xuankong. He asked in a panic, "how are you doing?"

Zi Tao fairy laughed bitterly and shook her head: "I'm ok, but I got two swords on my shoulder!"

The light of the son of God is divine power, and the damage is very strong. Just one ray of light will make a blood hole in the purple pottery fairy's shoulders. Moreover, it is extremely difficult to recover by virtue of the true yuan power of the purple pottery fairy.

Qin Lang did not say a word, touched out a ten fragrance return to life pill, put one into the mouth of the purple pottery fairy.

"Is this?"

At the entrance of the purple pottery fairy elixir, I felt an indescribable sense of comfort in the body immediately. The blood from the wound not only stopped losing, but also healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Thank you Qin Daoyou for giving Dan! It must be so precious... "

Zitao fairy looks at Qin Lang, and she doesn't know why. Seeing Qin Lang, she has a sense of familiarity, which makes her feel quite at a loss.

"What's the point of having the best pill in the world without you?"

Qin Lang saw that the purple pottery fairy had nothing to do, and slowly got up: "you wait here, who hurt you, I will let him pay the price of bleeding!"

Huntian stick a shake, Qin Lang body move, suddenly came to the sea.

"Frozen for thousands of miles!"

With a cold hum, the temperature of the whole sea surface suddenly dropped by dozens of degrees, and the sea water began to stagnate.

In a few seconds!

With qinlang as the center, the sea surface within a thousand miles has turned into blue ice.

"My God, is it so cold that Qin Zhenren can destroy the earth?"

"I don't think we can destroy it."

"I don't think this immortal Qin can measure him with a god level strongman."

"Nonsense, people have been real people for a long time."

At this time, Qin Lang was already half of the strength of Yuanying. His power was extremely terrifying, which made more than a dozen God level strongmen valiant.

"Crack me!"

Lang held up huntian stick, jumped up in the air, and slapped it down.

This stick, as if heaven and earth were split in general, the whole sea ice was severely smashed by this stick!

Pieces of broken ice rise up in the air, flashing the light reflected by the sunlight. Ye Nantian's spirit was smashed out of a huge piece of ice, and still kept a look of shock and disbelief,

"I see where you are going again!"

Qin Lang smashed out these ice blocks with one stick, and then he swept to the place where ye Nantian's spirit was. He swept away the ice at will. The piece of ice was knocked into countless pieces by huntian stick and turned into countless small ice crystals.

Ye Nantian's spirit was also split into countless pieces along with the tiny ice crystal, completely annihilated in the air.

"Hula..."

Another huge ice crystal rises into the sky, and it is the red robed Archbishop with the son's body!

The bloody robe was frozen in the ice, lifelike.Qin Lang once again swept in the past, the ice did not break, but was shaken out thousands of meters.

"Well?"

Qin Lang was slightly stunned, then stepped out, and came to the ice.

One more blow.

"Break it for me!"

The Holy Son in the ice suddenly blooms with a touch of holy white light, and two white wings slowly emerge from his back, directly breaking the ice crystal and attacking Qin Lang's huntian stick.

"Holy vessels again! You are really a mobile treasure house

Qin Lang exclaimed, and his figure moved, avoiding the attack of the son.

"Where are the people?"

At the moment, the hair of the son was inverted, and the first time he turned his head, but it was too late. Qin Lang's speed was too fast, faster than the speed of light. In just a blink of an eye, he came to the back of the son. Huntian stick had disappeared. Qin Lang directly reached out his hands and grasped the two wings of the son and broke them off fiercely!

"Chuckla..."

An ugly tearing sound sounded, and a wing of Shengzi was torn off directly under Qin Lang's tearing, and the purple blood splashed out.

"You destroy my wings!"

The son shook half of his wings and planted it askew in the air.

However, as soon as he was standing still, Qin Lang appeared behind him like a shadow. He raised his hand and twisted the other half of his wings!

"Ah Asshole

The son of a miserable hum, had to take out the sword again, fiercely stabbed in the past.

"Chuckla..."

Qin Lang once again tore off the other half of the wings of the son, into the biological space, and then again put out his hands.

"What does he want to do?"

"Grasp the sacred vessel with your bare hands?"

Several Shenjing were stunned. No one could imagine that the thundering sword seemed to be nothing in front of Qin lang. his white hands grasped the holy sword.

That thunderous sword left only a shallow impression in Qin Lang's hands.

The body of Qin Lang is as good as Yuanying!

Qin Lang didn't care about the power of the holy sword in his hand. He pulled the sword into his arms, and the body of the son rushed to him.

At the same time, Qin Lang raised a foot and directly kicked the son's body, and put the sword into the biological space.

"It's too overbearing, too overbearing But I like it