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Beria hit Qin Lang's lower abdomen with a heavy punch.

Qin Lang's vision could not keep up with Beria's movements at all, and he felt as if something flashed in front of his eyes.

He could also guess that it was Beria who was attacking him, but when he moved his body to dodge, he only slowly moved a distance of 0.00001mm, it was impossible to avoid that fist.

"Boom!"

Qin Lang's lower abdomen was almost sunken, and his whole body was like a cannonball, falling rapidly, and finally embedded into the soil with a "boom".

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A high damage figure of up to 30 billion came out from the top of Qin Lang's head, but perhaps because of the influence of the evil turtle's seal, Qin Lang's pain perception was also much slower. After being hit hard, he didn't feel the slightest pain. The only feeling in my whole body is "187" - I can't move!

This feeling is much more uncomfortable than hurting him. He feels like a stone with thoughts, he can only think about it in a daze, and he can't put it into action at all.

Lucifer stood up strongly, stepped on Qin Lang, and laughed loudly: "Hahaha! Aren't you very good? Stand up and hit me!"

He regained a hint of arrogance, and his injury actually healed a little.

Several other people would not miss this opportunity to beat the dog in the water, they gathered around and punched and kicked Qin Lang who was lying on the ground, venting their hatred for him.

Qinli and the ten hell dogs rushed over to stop them, but they were blown away by Beria within a few strokes. The hell dogs screamed in pain and struggled painfully on the ground.

Qin Li was sent flying hundreds of meters with a single punch, and she fell to the ground, bead-sized beads of sweat continuously slipping from her white forehead.

With disheveled hair, she spat out a mouthful of blood with a "poof", and the ground was stained red, which was quite poignant.

Seeing her embarrassed appearance, Leviathan finally felt a lot better.

Astaroth stretched out his big hand in front of Qin Lang and shook it slowly, he did it on purpose, he knew that if he shook it too fast, Qin Lang would not be able to see clearly what it was.

After shaking for a while, he suddenly clenched his fist and punched Qin Lang's face, leaving a huge red mark on Qin Lang's face.

If it weren't for Qin Lang being restrained by the Evil Turtle Seal, two scarlet blood columns would have sprayed out of his nose by now.

Astaroth still couldn't let go of his hatred, and his fists hit Qin Lang's body like a storm.

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Beelzebub and Asmodeus also continued to attack Qin Lang, punching and kicking, causing Qin Lang's health to drop rapidly, and it took only a while for it to drop to less than half.

Qin Lang's expression finally changed a little bit, he felt such a bit of pain, it wasn't from the few of them hitting him, but the pain from Beria's punch at the beginning was finally passed on now .

The pain became more and more intense as time passed, making him feel like his hair was about to burst.

However, the expression on his face was only slightly widened.

Occasionally, I could see the playful or ruthless expressions of the Seven Sovereigns. Although Qin Lang was angry, there was nothing he could do about it. Now he has really become a big bastard, and he can only endure silently, unable to do anything.

He stared blankly at the sky, and for some reason, an unprecedented sense of tranquility and comfort suddenly appeared in his heart.

Since he entered the sacred eternity, he has almost always been racing against time, desperately wanting to run ahead of others, and rarely has time to be free to live a comfortable and peaceful life, and rarely has time to examine himself.

At this moment, looking at the floating white clouds, the high-hanging scorching sun, the birds and trees that seemed to be stagnant, he felt extremely peaceful in his heart.

The pain that the Seven Monarchs inflicted on him seemed to be completely unfeeling.

In the past, he just blindly pursued speed, and even his unique trick "Thousand Jue Liuguang Slash" relied on speed. He never thought that when he slowed down, he could enjoy the scenery that he had ignored before and get a different soul washing.

He smiled slightly, no longer forced himself to move, but calmly accepted everything that happened to him.

A pleasant voice sounded in his mind: "Congratulations on creating a new skill, do you want to name the skill?"

"Yes."

Qin Lang slowly closed his eyes and said, "Beyond things."

"The naming is successful, congratulations on acquiring the new skill [Transcendence]......

【Transcendence】

Extraordinary and refined, disregarding life and death.

consumption: no

Although the introduction of the skill is very mysterious, and it is hard to see why, Qin Lang is very clear about the effect of this skill, after all, he created it himself.

"Aloof!"

He used his skills right away.

A blue phantom emerged from his body, and the appearance of that phantom was exactly the same as his.

When the phantom came out of his body, all the seven monarchs of hell froze and remained motionless.

Not only them, even the three-headed dog and Qin Li in the distance are in the same situation.

The flying birds stopped in the air, and the flowing stream was frozen.

Everything is silent, and everything in the world seems to be solidified.

The only thing that can move is the blue person.

The blue Qin Lang looked around curiously, he could even see himself lying on the ground.

With a thought in his mind, he floated in the air, roaming the world wantonly.

His body was like a wisp of blue smoke, and he rushed to the far away Wangcheng in the blink of an eye.

The layout of Wangcheng is very festive, the eyes are all pink, and the streets are full of smiling pedestrians, but they can't move at the moment, just like a beautiful picture of the city.

In the center of the royal city, there is a huge wedding banquet square. The wedding seems to be in progress on 1.1. The audience is full of people. At the front table, there are many people standing and serving. There are only two people sitting down. One looks heroic. Wild, with a slightly bleak temperament, and a handsome face.

Qin Lang probably guessed the identities of the two after thinking about it, one is the devil king of hell, and the other should be the ghost king of the underworld.

He got a little closer to the two of them, and even though they didn't move, he could still feel a strong sense of oppression from them.

It seems that even in this state, the two of them cannot be easily moved.

Qin Lang floated into the room at the back of the square, where a beautiful woman was being dressed up by several hell maids.

This should be the heroine of the wedding - the daughter of Satan.

Qin Lang chuckled, put his arm around Satan's daughter, and then flew into the air, flying out of the royal city. .