If Qin Lang hadn't come, they would have been prisoners of the Yan Clan monks for the rest of their lives, with no chance to stand up. So when Qin Lang saw them standing in a neat row beside him, he immediately remembered the time when he came to the Canglong Palace.

A noisy scene.

They all knew what Qin Lang meant, and they all bowed their heads after being ridiculed by Qin Lang.

When Mackendie saw Qin Lang as if he hadn't seen him at all, he was angry. However, he didn't know Qin Lang's background. He wanted to test it again. He immediately looked at Canglong King and said coldly: "This is not the famous Canglong Galaxy."

Overlord, Lord Canglong King? He has the cultivation level of the late Nascent Soul, carries the bloodline of Canglong, and has reached the top of the heaven list, yet he has become Qin Changkong’s slaves? Canglong King, don’t you feel ashamed?”

Canglong King's expression was indifferent. Even though he knew that the monks from the Six Canglong Clan were staring at him, he did not have the slightest emotion. He just said: "It is an honor for me to be with Qin Zhenxian. Qin Zhenxian's knowledge and cultivation are not

You can measure it."

When he said these words, he really meant half of them sincerely. Qin Lang had a great impact on him. Many magical powers and abilities that he had never heard of were just as easy for Qin Changkong to pick up.

.

From the demon world to King Guo Ji's galaxy, and then to the Canglong galaxy, Qin Lang's fighting power along the way made him feel amazing. If he didn't know Qin Changkong, he would never have even thought about it among the immortal cultivators.

There will still be such magical powers.

When Mackendie heard the words of the Canglong King, he immediately caught the word Qin Zhenxian, thinking that this young man was indeed Qin Changkong! He came so fast, and his subordinates had just reported that Qin Changkong was attacking in the Red Cloud Battle Formation.

Coming.

He snorted coldly: "Qin Changkong, you killed my Yan Clan monk, took away my cultivation resources, and you dare to come in front of us!"

"Well, you are really shameless. You are intruders. It is natural for me to kill you. The cultivation resources also belong to my Canglong Galaxy monks. If I come back, I will only return the property to the original owner. The entire Canglong Galaxy belongs to me. I will come back.

It’s my own territory, and you still say that I have intruded in front of you?”

Qin Lang chuckled and said, "Either surrender to me or die. It's your choice."

McKendy was furious and was about to attack Qin Lang when he saw a starlight coming directly towards him. The light was so terrifying that it made his heart palpitate.

"Fire will start a prairie fire!" McKenzie could only use his fire magic power in a hurry, trying to trap the starlight in the sea of ​​​​fire. The flames burned in the entire hall at once, directly burning the new building.

However, the sword light that Qin Lang slashed came out of the sea of ​​fire and directly cut off McKendy in the middle.

The monks from the six Canglong families hurriedly dodge under their own magical powers to avoid being involved in the battle between these two strong men. Whether it was Mackendy's flames or Qin Changkong's starlight sword energy, they were enough.

Kill them directly.

Although the Canglong King and the elders of the Yan Clan were stronger, they still retreated a little. Only the other lava giant saw Qin Changkong take the lead and roared angrily. He also summoned countless firebirds and fire snakes and swarmed towards Qin Lang.

go.

After Mackenzie was cut open by Qin Lang, he quickly recovered. He was extremely shocked by the starlight that Qin Lang shot. He knew that it should be the divine weapon Tiandu Sword that Pang Tianzong just mentioned. It was so sharp that it was difficult to withstand. It would be difficult for him to have the magical power of burning a prairie fire.

Defeat a powerful monk like Qin Changkong.

He took advantage of Qin Lang to drive away the firebirds and snakes, mobilized the true energy in his body, and the flames all over his body soared, directly bursting the roof of the entire meeting hall, and transformed into a fire giant with a height of 100 meters, aiming at Qin Lang fiercely.

Punch down.

In the spotlight of everyone, Qin Lang was directly annihilated by the fire of his punch. The punch was so powerful that the earth shook.

"Kill him?" Another lava lord asked in surprise.

But Mackendy didn't feel anything under his fist, and he was a little confused. He couldn't think that the power of this punch would directly burn Qin Changkong to ashes, right?

Just as he was about to raise his fist, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his fist, which spread to his entire arm. With a loud noise, his arm exploded, revealing extremely bright starlight. Qin Changkong stepped up into the air,

Holding a long sword, he chopped off Mackenzie's head with one strike.

"It's not that you become more powerful as you get older." Qin Lang said lightly. After receiving a punch from Mackenzie, he couldn't see any injuries at all. Even the ordinary green clothes on his body showed no signs of being burned.

For a time, many monks of the Yan clan were shocked, and the monks of the six Canglong families cheered secretly. Only the Canglong King stood aside calmly, watching Qin Lang show off his power, "You are too superficial, you don't even know what you are facing.

What kind of monster is that? Even a million demon soldiers and a demon commander who was half-out of body died in the hands of Qin Changkong. What does this mean to the monks of the Yan clan?"

The Canglong King sneered in his heart, having already foreseen the death of the two Yan Clan lords and the surrender of the Yan Clan monks.

McKendy regrouped his body and looked at Qin Changkong with horror in his eyes. No wonder Qin Changkong could kill a Flame Tribe lord, his cultivation and artifact were too powerful!

"Battle formation!" He roared, and the Yan clan monks above Canglong Star hurriedly formed a battle formation.

"Is it this move again?" Qin Lang glanced at his mouth, united his body and sword, and circled directly over Canglong Star. All the battle formations of the Yan clan monks were broken by him, and the Yan clan monks suffered countless casualties.

There is no ability to connect together anymore.

"Qin Changkong!" Mackenzie looked at him with hatred and anger. Qin Lang looked at him calmly and said: "Don't worry, you will end up with the same fate soon!"

The sword light was everywhere, and Mackendy was cut into pieces by Qin Lang again, without the slightest ability to fight back. This lord of the Yan clan, who spanned several galaxies and invaded various galaxies to defeat the overlord of the galaxies, was like a man who could only take beatings but not fight back in front of Qin Lang.

Like a sandbag, it was cut into pieces again and again, and recovered again and again. Every time it recovered, he wanted to fight back, but was immediately chopped open by Qin Lang.

It has been like this for two or three hours. All the monks from the Yan Clan and the monks from Canglong Star were chilled by the sight. Mackendy went from roaring and struggling at the beginning to screams that made people go to pieces.

Pimples appeared all over my body.

In the end, even Mackendie himself was going crazy. This cycle of being cut and restored made him miserable. Ordinary monks would die once, but because of the advantage of the body of the Flame Clan, he could continue to do so.

Constantly being cut into pieces and then re-condensing the body.

The physical advantage that made him extremely proud in the past has now become the source of his pain. The Tiandu Sword slashed through his body again and again, causing him to suffer.

He even hated his own body for preventing him from dying early.

When Qin Lang's Tiandu Sword was swung again, Mackendie knelt down with a "plop" and gasped: "Stop, stop, I am willing to surrender to you, Qin Changkong, you win, don't kill me again."

Got it!"

Qin Lang slowly put away the Tiandu Sword and said: "Oh, it seems you have finally figured it out. Doesn't this feel good?"

Mackendy almost wanted to destroy himself. How could he feel better? The last Yan clan lord who died at the hands of Qin Changkong didn't know what kind of torture he endured before he finally died.

"Give me your Nascent Soul and I'll brand it, and you'll be fine." Qin Lang said calmly.

McKendie immediately let go of Yuanying without hesitation and let Qin Lang mark him. He was really fed up with this inhuman torture.

All the monks were dumbfounded when they saw this shocking scene. Two hours ago, Mackendy, who was still unruly and threatened to kill Qin Changkong, actually became Qin Changkong's slave.

The eyes of all the Yan tribe monks looking at Qin Changkong changed. Qin Lang didn't care what the low-level monks thought. He turned his eyes to another Yan tribe lord and said lightly: "Okay, it's your turn, look at the sword.

"

The leader of the Yan clan changed his face in fear, and said hurriedly: "No, no, no, no, I'm willing to surrender!"
Chapter completed!