Chapter 1189

This time, the output increased by 50% compared with before. Soon, Eliza's face became thin and painful.

Seeing this scene, Qin Lang couldn't bear to hurt herself.

He slowly raised his hand, accompanied by a shout, Eliza's blood gas delivery action suddenly stopped.

"Body fixing curse"

Eliza was very dissatisfied with the sudden stagnation.

"Master, why do you want to stop me? I can definitely subdue that guy."

Hearing this, Qin Lang shook his head with a bitter smile.

"I'd rather not have a weapon exchanged with my partner's life. This weapon is prepared for me, and any advantages and disadvantages of it should be borne by me as a user."

"If I am not qualified to control this thing, even if I give him to me, there will be a lot of trouble behind."

"You four should guard here. I will wipe out the spirit of that guy."

With that, Qin Lang quickly closed his eyes, using the method that the demon once taught him, a figure condensed from the spirit quickly appeared behind Qin Lang.

The illusory figure smiles at Eliza and quickly enters the furnace with the help of Shura blood knife.

To this, three people shout out at the same time.

"Qin Lang, don't go in."

It's a pity that their language has no real effect. When the voice appeared, Qin Lang had already entered the furnace.

At this time, the furnace has been transformed into a sea of fire.

Qin Lang, who entered in the form of spiritual illusion, also felt the heat from around him.

Now, he has a feeling of being in the crater.

In order to resist the heat, Qin Lang uses his mental strength to condense an incomplete Shura blood knife in his palm.

Chop back and forth a few times, the heat wave around was out.

After that, Qin Lang went deeper into the furnace.

When he took the 100th step, the surrounding sea of fire disappeared and replaced by a beautiful place with continuous mountains.

In this place, there are all kinds of weapons, guns, sticks and so on, which makes it look like a armory.

Looking up slowly, Qin Lang saw not only weapons and scenery, but also three big characters of Tianxing Pavilion.

Immediately, he understood what it was.

"Is this the spirit sea of that guy? The scenery around is really beautiful."

The voice has not yet completely fallen to the ground, Qin Lang's front suddenly spreads a cold smile.

"Good, good, good."

"I didn't expect that you had the courage to come to my spiritual world."

Along with the sound of the spread, a burst of smoke quickly passed in front of Qin Lang, the next moment, a white faced scholar in the beautiful Washington, appeared in Qin Lang's eyes.

Compared with the light appearance of Qing Fengyun before, the white faced scholar's face is very ferocious now.

This time, the two men will be more fierce before the battle.

Qin Lang looked around four times, then said in a deep voice: "it seems that this is a trap for me. You really have a plan, but unfortunately, even if I fail here, you may not be able to go out."

I heard that the white faced scholar gave out extremely penetrating laughter.

Ha ha ha ha.

"You look down on me too much. The reason why I put the strength of resistance on setting traps is not to kill you."

"Now that you have entered my trap, I may as well tell you."

"This is not an ordinary sea of spirit. Compared with the ordinary sea of spirit, mine can devour the vitality and spiritual power of others."

"As the owner of the three treasures, when I kill you, your breath will be used by me. At that time, I can use the power of those people outside to refine weapons and create something beyond the furnace."

"After that, will it be difficult for me to get out of here?"

With these words, Qin Lang's cognition of the white faced scholar has reached another height.

Compared with himself, this guy's mind is not only good, but also better.

You know, a person who can always think of outstanding encirclement in a desperate situation, how can he be a mediocre.It seems that Qin Lang can not avoid a tough battle.

Now that he has reached this stage, Qin Lang doesn't need to say more.

Then, Qin Lang's palm was facing the space in front of him, and the incomplete Shura blood knife appeared.

Compared with the Shura blood knife itself, it lacks many abilities. The biggest defect is to suck blood.

Without too much nonsense, Qin Lang rushed to the white faced scholar with a knife.

This time, the white faced scholar is no longer as careless as before.

The two palms are raised quickly, and the moves have the meaning of opening and closing.

The next moment, the dense wind blades were concentrated in front of Qin Lang, which seemed to have the meaning of cutting it completely.

In the face of the impenetrable attack, Qin Lang, who lacks a lot of assistance, can't think of a good way,

He can only use Shura blood knife to resist while looking for the flaw of the move.

"Ding Ding Dong"

Snow path of Shura blood knife and these sewing machines have finished 10 times of confrontation. In the process of confrontation, Qin Lang has also been marked with numerous cuts. Fortunately, these cuts are not fatal. Qin Lang successfully found a way to crack this move by using the tips given by his pain.

The body quickly retreated two steps, Qin Lang let Shura blood knife rotate two circles in front of him.

This helped Qin Lang evade many attacks. After that, Qin Lang's eyes were as bright as fire, and he was directly locked at the most intensive point of the wind blade.

"Shura blood stab,"

Shua, the Shura blood knife is quickly stabbed out by Qin Lang, and the place of attack is just the place where the wind blades are most concentrated.

For a time, the strong anti earthquake force made Qin Lang retreat more than ten steps before he stopped.

The dullness of his chest also made him difficult to breathe.

There seems to be a feeling that he can't gather his mental strength.

On the other hand, the white faced scholar saw that Qin Lang broke his attack, and his face was shocked.

Compared with the fighting outside, the terrain factors occupied by the white faced scholar not only did not make Qin Lang fall into a complete disadvantage, but also from the performance point of view, this guy felt more frustrated and braver.

Realizing this, the white faced scholar instantly realized that the boy in front of him was a growth type. If he was given enough time, he would be able to adapt to the sea of his own spirit. At that time, the winning rate of the white faced scholar would drop sharply.

In any case, he can't let Qin Lang continue to drag on.

Then, the white faced scholar grabbed forward, and something similar to the banana fan appeared.

From the appearance, this thing is obviously an evolutionary version of the feather fan.

The wind power we have can't be compared with before.