NOVEL NEXT Mysterious Master Breaks into the Mysterious Realm
Chapter 1 Qin Lang's Death
"Qin Lang, people and ghosts have different paths, and you have pity for a ghost, which is a shame to the entire mystic arts world."
"Qin Lang, are you trying to ruin the reputation of the entire Xuanshu world by yourself?"
"Qin Lang, today we are here to attack you together, all because of your own fault."
"Qin Lang, turn around and be right."
"Qin Lang, you deserve to die."
"..."
Outside the wilderness, in a random cemetery, a man with handsome features was surrounded by people. Among these people were Taoists who looked like immortals in Taoist robes, monks in cassocks, and even business elites in suits and leather shoes. , All of them have one mind, nothing more than to destroy the man who was bound in the formation.
The name of the man in the formation was Qin Lang. Hearing the accusations against him, he immediately burst into laughter without concealing the arrogance on his face. He said, "What kind of people have different ways? What ruined reputation? What is self-blame? If you want to add a crime, there is nothing wrong with it. You all look like dogs, but it is just jealousy. I am jealous that my talent is higher than yours, and my spells are better than yours. Look at your ugly faces. It really makes me sick."
"You, you, you..." The Taoist in a Taoist robe with a rather Daoist spirit was furious, the gray beard under his chin was raised up and down, and it seemed that he was very angry.
"Qin Lang, you are too presumptuous." Wearing a suit and leather shoes, the middle-aged man who looked like a business elite said angrily with a sullen face.
Qin Lang looked over, and said unceremoniously, "Presumptuous? How dare you say presumptuous to Dad? Dad, I was in the world of mysterious arts. When I was free and easy in this world, you still don't know Which corner is the cat living in?"
"You, you, you..." The middle-aged man's face was ashen from anger. Although it was dark now, for everyone, the night had no effect on them.
"Qin Lang." Amitabha, a monk in cassock, said, "As a master of mystical arts, you shouldn't feel pity for a ghost!"
"What's the matter with ghosts?" Qin Lang sneered disdainfully, "In your hearts, people are classified as high or low, so why can't ghosts be classified as high or low? With me, Qin Lang, no matter whether it is a human or a ghost, everyone is treated equally. What is righteousness and evil? In your eyes, people are righteous and ghosts are evil, but with me, Qin Lang, some people are even more evil than ghosts."
"Ridiculous." One person was angrily cursed, pointing at Qin Lang's nose and trembling his lips, "Absurd, this is complete nonsense."
"Daozhang Yimei, I think Qin Lang is already crazy, let's quickly subdue him, and let him go on like this, the whole Xuanshu world will be in crisis."
"Qin Lang's talent is extremely high, and his spells are powerful. We must never let him leave the world again."
"Now that we all work together, I don't believe that we can't conquer this evil."
"Amitabha."
"..."
Everyone immediately took out their life-saving treasures to deal with the handsome man who was trapped in the formation. Suddenly, the wind was strong and the wind was whizzing.
This is a pile of graves, a territory of demons and ghosts, but at this moment, none of the ghosts dared to show their heads. After all, the famous masters in the orthodox mystical world basically came, and that ghost did not dare to seek death anymore. If they die, they will really die.
Qin Lang is only 23 years old at a young age, and he is a well-known master of mystic arts in the world of mystic arts. He is extremely talented and can learn everything in one go. The talismans and seals he draws, ordinary little ghosts will be out of their wits when they see them. It can be said that his whole body He is well-known in the world of mystic arts, but he is different from those self-proclaimed uprights in the world of mystic arts. He is both good and evil, bold and unruly. As a famous master of metaphysics, he has saved many ghosts. According to what he said, ghosts are also divided into good and evil. As long as they are ghosts with good intentions, why should they be exterminated?
This kind of Qin Lang is different from everyone in the entire Xuanshu world. He is too different, and his spells are so powerful, his eyes are higher than the top, so he has offended many people and ruined many people's good deeds, so he He was missed by these people, and today, they finally stopped pretending and united with the crowd to attack him.
No matter how talented Qin Lang is, no matter how powerful his spells are, he can't beat four punches by himself.
He stood in the formation and looked at the distorted faces of the crowd. He laughed and said, "Look at your ugly faces. If you want to surrender to Dad, you are still far away. You are so spared no effort to encircle and suppress me. Do you want to grab the magical treasure in my hand?" He raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, took out his magical treasure from the Qiankun bag with a bright smile, floated in the air in front of him and laughed wildly, "I, Qin Lang, If you come and go alone, you will naturally be alone, you so-called Righteous Way, want my Qin Lang's baby, go dreaming."
As he spoke, a golden light suddenly appeared all over his body, and the golden light was particularly dazzling, instantly illuminating the cold pile of graves as bright as day.
"No, he wants to blow himself up."
"Those instruments are still floating in front of him."
"He wanted to blew himself up with a magic weapon."
"Stop him quickly."
"How to stop it? He is the body of Longyang, full of real dragon energy, no one can stop him."
"Those Magical Artifacts..."
"What should we do here? Isn't the bamboo basket empty for fetching water?"
"Dharma weapon is more important or life is more important?" Daoist Yimei looked at Qin Lang who was shrouded in golden light in the formation, his handsome face was distorted at the moment, and he said immediately, "Hurry up and disperse, and be affected by his self-destruction. I'm going to die."
Everyone was shocked and dispersed.
At this time, I only heard Qin Lang's arrogant laughter from the air, "In my heart, Qin Lang, no matter whether it is human or ghost, there is no distinction between good and evil. As long as I think it is right, then it is right. I, Qin Lang, have no complaints or regrets. If there is an afterlife, it will be like this."
"Qin Lang, are you trying to ruin the reputation of the entire Xuanshu world by yourself?"
"Qin Lang, today we are here to attack you together, all because of your own fault."
"Qin Lang, turn around and be right."
"Qin Lang, you deserve to die."
"..."
Outside the wilderness, in a random cemetery, a man with handsome features was surrounded by people. Among these people were Taoists who looked like immortals in Taoist robes, monks in cassocks, and even business elites in suits and leather shoes. , All of them have one mind, nothing more than to destroy the man who was bound in the formation.
The name of the man in the formation was Qin Lang. Hearing the accusations against him, he immediately burst into laughter without concealing the arrogance on his face. He said, "What kind of people have different ways? What ruined reputation? What is self-blame? If you want to add a crime, there is nothing wrong with it. You all look like dogs, but it is just jealousy. I am jealous that my talent is higher than yours, and my spells are better than yours. Look at your ugly faces. It really makes me sick."
"You, you, you..." The Taoist in a Taoist robe with a rather Daoist spirit was furious, the gray beard under his chin was raised up and down, and it seemed that he was very angry.
"Qin Lang, you are too presumptuous." Wearing a suit and leather shoes, the middle-aged man who looked like a business elite said angrily with a sullen face.
Qin Lang looked over, and said unceremoniously, "Presumptuous? How dare you say presumptuous to Dad? Dad, I was in the world of mysterious arts. When I was free and easy in this world, you still don't know Which corner is the cat living in?"
"You, you, you..." The middle-aged man's face was ashen from anger. Although it was dark now, for everyone, the night had no effect on them.
"Qin Lang." Amitabha, a monk in cassock, said, "As a master of mystical arts, you shouldn't feel pity for a ghost!"
"What's the matter with ghosts?" Qin Lang sneered disdainfully, "In your hearts, people are classified as high or low, so why can't ghosts be classified as high or low? With me, Qin Lang, no matter whether it is a human or a ghost, everyone is treated equally. What is righteousness and evil? In your eyes, people are righteous and ghosts are evil, but with me, Qin Lang, some people are even more evil than ghosts."
"Ridiculous." One person was angrily cursed, pointing at Qin Lang's nose and trembling his lips, "Absurd, this is complete nonsense."
"Daozhang Yimei, I think Qin Lang is already crazy, let's quickly subdue him, and let him go on like this, the whole Xuanshu world will be in crisis."
"Qin Lang's talent is extremely high, and his spells are powerful. We must never let him leave the world again."
"Now that we all work together, I don't believe that we can't conquer this evil."
"Amitabha."
"..."
Everyone immediately took out their life-saving treasures to deal with the handsome man who was trapped in the formation. Suddenly, the wind was strong and the wind was whizzing.
This is a pile of graves, a territory of demons and ghosts, but at this moment, none of the ghosts dared to show their heads. After all, the famous masters in the orthodox mystical world basically came, and that ghost did not dare to seek death anymore. If they die, they will really die.
Qin Lang is only 23 years old at a young age, and he is a well-known master of mystic arts in the world of mystic arts. He is extremely talented and can learn everything in one go. The talismans and seals he draws, ordinary little ghosts will be out of their wits when they see them. It can be said that his whole body He is well-known in the world of mystic arts, but he is different from those self-proclaimed uprights in the world of mystic arts. He is both good and evil, bold and unruly. As a famous master of metaphysics, he has saved many ghosts. According to what he said, ghosts are also divided into good and evil. As long as they are ghosts with good intentions, why should they be exterminated?
This kind of Qin Lang is different from everyone in the entire Xuanshu world. He is too different, and his spells are so powerful, his eyes are higher than the top, so he has offended many people and ruined many people's good deeds, so he He was missed by these people, and today, they finally stopped pretending and united with the crowd to attack him.
No matter how talented Qin Lang is, no matter how powerful his spells are, he can't beat four punches by himself.
He stood in the formation and looked at the distorted faces of the crowd. He laughed and said, "Look at your ugly faces. If you want to surrender to Dad, you are still far away. You are so spared no effort to encircle and suppress me. Do you want to grab the magical treasure in my hand?" He raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, took out his magical treasure from the Qiankun bag with a bright smile, floated in the air in front of him and laughed wildly, "I, Qin Lang, If you come and go alone, you will naturally be alone, you so-called Righteous Way, want my Qin Lang's baby, go dreaming."
As he spoke, a golden light suddenly appeared all over his body, and the golden light was particularly dazzling, instantly illuminating the cold pile of graves as bright as day.
"No, he wants to blow himself up."
"Those instruments are still floating in front of him."
"He wanted to blew himself up with a magic weapon."
"Stop him quickly."
"How to stop it? He is the body of Longyang, full of real dragon energy, no one can stop him."
"Those Magical Artifacts..."
"What should we do here? Isn't the bamboo basket empty for fetching water?"
"Dharma weapon is more important or life is more important?" Daoist Yimei looked at Qin Lang who was shrouded in golden light in the formation, his handsome face was distorted at the moment, and he said immediately, "Hurry up and disperse, and be affected by his self-destruction. I'm going to die."
Everyone was shocked and dispersed.
At this time, I only heard Qin Lang's arrogant laughter from the air, "In my heart, Qin Lang, no matter whether it is human or ghost, there is no distinction between good and evil. As long as I think it is right, then it is right. I, Qin Lang, have no complaints or regrets. If there is an afterlife, it will be like this."
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