Chapter 2985: Black teenager

Taking the wind and snow, Qin Lang walked into the seven-star snowfield.
The hurricane and the violent temperament raged on the snowfield, and the monks under the Yuan Ying period did not dare to venture into it, otherwise it was the place of burial.
Of course, even the Yuan Ying period monks, it is not necessarily safe to enter here, because there are some disordered celestial spirits undercurrent, and the violent celestial spirit, but the Yuan Ying period monks can not afford.
Although it is already dangerous, there are still many monks who venture into this place, because the more dangerous places, the more opportunities there are, and the others are not to mention, just the wealth left by the unlucky monks. , can make many monks go on and on.
Qin Lang walked on the snowfield, although he was only a avatar to come here, but the power of this avatar is comparable to the strength of his body, and he took the walk, in order to get closer to the reaper's mark.
Viewed from the sky, this harvest mark has penetrated the entire seven-star snowfield, which is equivalent to the distance of thousands of miles. Because this mark is too big, it is necessary to spy on the whole picture in the sky. However, even though some monks saw this mark, they would not understand the meaning of this mark.
Qin Lang walked slowly along this mark. On the snowfield, this mark is actually a gully that is not too deep, but there is no water flowing in the gully, because the water here has frozen into ice. Among the gullies, only the hurricane and chaos are flowing. Even if the monks accidentally transfer into the gully, most of them are just dead ends. Because of the chaos, it means that the flying magic weapon cannot be well motivated and controlled. It also means that the flying method may not be able to spread.
As long as you are not a rookie who has just come to the Seven Stars Snowfield, you will not choose to approach this gully. Qin Lang is probably a very small number of accidents, but Qin Lang is not the only exception, because on the edge of this gully, there is actually a black teenager sitting. Beside it, I seem to want to understand something from this gully.
Seeing Qin Lang slowly coming over, the black boy stared at Qin Lang with vigilance and said: "Believe me, what you can get from me is far from the risk you have to pay for it!"
This is a very obvious warning!
It seems that this black boy is full of confidence in his cultivation.
Qin Lang smiled and said: "Reassured, I didn't want to take anything from you. I just came here to see it."

Look?
The black eyebrows of the young man picked up.
What can you see from here?

"What do you see again?" Qin Lang asked.
"Do you want to be against me?" The young man in black snorted and felt that Qin Lang deliberately wanted to go with him.
"You are looking at yourself." Qin Lang said calmly, and then sat down here.
The black-haired boy felt that Qin Lang was deliberately directed at him. It seemed very uncomfortable: "Do you really want to be against me?"
"I said, I just came here to comprehend things." Qin Lang said.
"This gully is a thousand miles, but you have to compete with me here?" The black boy was cold and cold.
"Although this is a mile, but here is the key node." Qin Lang is telling the truth, otherwise he will not stop here to waste time.
"Hey? What do you know?" The black boy's tone was a bit scornful. "Do you think you are a character like the Quanquan Prison?"
"I am not a sacred prisoner, but I know that this gully hides mystery, so I am here, hoping to learn something from here." Qin Lang said.
"What do you realize?" The black boy said again.
"It was because I didn't understand anything, so I decided to continue to sit here." Qin Lang's answer seems to have a sense of tit-for-tat.
The black boy was too angry to get mad, and he got up and said, "You want to force me to fail?"
"If I force you, I don't need to take this approach." Qin Lang said, "I have more ways."
The black boy’s face is already blue, and his fist is already tight.
However, Qin Lang did not see it, and simply made a close look, but in fact Qin Lang has indeed begun to sense the hurricane and vitality flow here. This black boy can't make Qin Lang feel even a little threat. Since there is no threat to Qin Lang, Qin Lang does not intend to deal with this black boy.
The black boy was so sullen, his fists staring at Qin Lang, and finally he couldn't bear it, so he boxed out to Qin Lang and prepared to give Qin Lang a Mawei, so that Qin Lang quickly left.
Although the black boy was dispatched, he did not let Qin Lang feel a bad feeling, because the boy knew the difference and left room for the shot. It seemed that he just wanted to force Qin Lang to leave, and did not really hurt Qin Lang.
In the real world of repairing, it’s not easy to know how to measure the scale. After all, in the realm of comprehension, there are too many things to kill and kill because there is no legal constraint. There is no truth in the world of comprehension. Words.
Since the black boy knows the size, Qin Lang will certainly not kill. This boy is only a mid-term repair in the middle of the knot. It is quite risky to enter the seven-star snowfield. It is obvious that this boy is really seeking. At this point, the teenager took a picture of Qin Lang and took the palm of his hand to sweep the Qin Lang.
However, this black teenager's palm certainly didn't work, because Qin Lang also took a palm at this time. Although Qin Lang's palm is light and floating, it just removes the power of the black boy. Points, but also a lot of points.
It doesn't feel like two practitioners are in the palm of your hand, just as if two ordinary people are screaming and greeting.
"Hey!~" The black boy couldn't help but make a surprise, and the ghosts retracted his palm. This is probably the most bizarre trick he felt.
After a very short hesitation, the black boy again shot, his hand is not as good as before, but the result is no different from before. He still feels that the power of the palm is easily removed by the other party, and the power is right. Weightlifting is light.
"What exactly are you coming to?" Although the black boy is only a middle-aged man, he is also a rare genius. Otherwise, he will not dare to enter the seven-star snowfield with his cultivation.
Qin Lang did not answer, even his eyes did not open, but it was also a palm to the black boy to shoot in the past, the move is exactly the same as the black boy, even the power is exactly the same, absolutely no increase in half points, but the black boy saw Qin Lang this One palm, that iron blue’s face was suddenly purple.
This palm is too subtle! The black boy thinks that even if the person who created this set of hands is personally displayed, it is impossible to be more exquisite than Qin Lang!