Chapter 965: Gold scale dragon

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The sound of the insect flutes in the mountains, the poisonous insects that just flew out and ran out, were all recovered by Qin Lang. These poisonous insects are very terrible, and Qin Lang can't let them run far.
I searched for it with my mental power and confirmed that all the poisonous insects had been collected into the poisonous sac. Qin Lang began to expand and walked toward the gate of the Tenth Temple.
Like a gecko, Qin Lang slid down the cliff flexibly.
This naturally formed pothole is located between several mountain peaks. It is several kilometers deep underground. There are still fogs in the pit and the fog, and no one can see the following.
Mastering the use and control of the infuriating, the whole person of Qin Lang became light and fluttered, and soon came below the pothole. I have to say that this group of people in the Tenth Temple of Solomon will really pick a place. This pothole can be called a hole in the sky. This is a pothole in the shape of an inverted funnel. The wider the bottom, the wider the waterfall. The waterfalls of the cliffs merge into a dark river and are injected under the potholes, forming numerous natural caves. These natural caves eventually become the Ten Temples. The old nest is gone.
If it is in the past, these caves should be more lively. After all, there are many people in the Tenth Temple, and they must constantly cultivate disciples and train the killers. But now, this time is unusually quiet, because Qin Lang, the perverted enemy, came to the door, and no one has enough confidence to block this small metamorphosis. Therefore, now the people of the Ten Temples in Luomen are hidden inside, waiting for Qin Lang to go to the trap, or leave on their own.
Qin Lang is not an idiot. Of course, he knows that there are many organs in these caves. The ten temples are full of ghosts. They are the most strange and vicious ones in the magic, and they have created many hot killing methods. For example, cutting tongues, licking hearts, sawing people, placing oil pans, etc. are all the tools they are best at. But all the people who have been visited by the killers of the Tenth Temple, the dead bodies, are hard to keep intact. However, because of this, the killer business of the Tenth Dharma has always been good, because many people like to see their own enemies die without a place to die.
Now, the people of the Tenth Temple of Solomon are huddled in these caves below the potholes.
The entrance to the huge cave is like the big mouth of the King of Jurassic. It seems that no matter who enters it, he wants to live.
In the face of such a situation, normal people should choose to retreat, but Qin Lang did not intend to withdraw. He came here today to stand up. If you only kill dozens of people in the Ten Halls, it is not called Liwei. It is not only the Liwei, but also the revenge of the Ten Temples in the future, not to deter the hamster. Gate, Tangmen and Qingcheng School.
Qin Lang is not eager to start, he just continued to station the fish and dragons, and surveyed the position of the Tenth Temple. The tenth temple of Luomen’s people can’t shrink, it’s okay, Qin Lang has a way to force them out.
There are too many poisonous insects in the poisonous sac. If you don't die, how can you do it? Anyway, there is no need to worry about hurting innocents. Qin Lang once again released the tide-like poisonous army, letting these poisonous insects swarm toward the cave.
At that time, the caves of these caves were crawling with various poisonous insects.
As for how many of these poisonous worms will die, how many people will die in the Tenth Temple, this is not what Qin Lang wants to worry about.
"The people of the Tenth Temple of Solomon listened - when will the head of Luo Badao be sent out, when the disaster will end!" Qin Lang drummed the infuriating, his voice was far into the depths of the cave.
Later, Qin Lang began to explore the position of the spiritual temple of the Tenth Temple, and through the dragon and the strong mental power perception, Qin Lang quickly determined the position of the spiritual pulse, so his body jerked and turned like a drill bit. Drilled down the ground, the body of the body was rolled up. Soon, Qin Lang had already penetrated nearly 100 meters underground. At this time, he also found the spiritual vein of the Ten Temples.
After finding the pulse, Qin Lang wouldn’t let the guys show up. Qin Lang unceremoniously took the spiritual vein into the poisonous sac. He knew that he had received this thread and broke the foundation of the ten temples. If this is the case, the old guys of the Ten Temples of Luomen are still able to sit still, then they are really ninja turtles.
Sure enough, Qin Lang just received the pulse, and there was a burst of roar in the depths of the cave. These sounds were like thunder, and they were deafening.
These old guys don't care if the doorman dies under the poisonous insects, but they can't care about the spirit. Without the spirit, their path of practice is basically cut off, and it is difficult to get in.
This is not, a group of old guys joined forces to kill, Luo Badao also followed behind these old guys.
As for the rest of the Ten Temples, the crazy poisonous insects are enough for them.
"Boy! You are so crazy, actually dare to move the tenth temple to the door of Luomen, just looking for death!" An old guy shouted at Qinlang.
"Hand over the spirit, let you live a path!" Another old guy shouted. However, he did not understand his heart, how Qin Lang took this thread away. You know, even if they are a couple of old guys, it takes decades to drain this thread.
"Lingmai, already in my stomach, is impossible to return to you! However, if you offer Luo Badao's head, I can put you a few old things!" Qin Lang sneered.
"The mouth is mad!" Luo Badao shouted, "Boy, today's martial art veteran is here, you will be the corpse of your kid!"
"Good! Since you have to obsess, I will be welcome!" Qin Lang sneered, like the long whales absorbing water, inhaling the aura of the ten temples in the poisonous sac.
"This little beast is sucking our veins!" An old guy snarled with red eyes. At this time, he was like an old miser watching the treasures he had guarded for a lifetime, and he went straight to the front.
"Kill him! Recapture the spirit!" Another old guy also screamed and shot to Qin Lang.
Eight masters of heaven and earth join hands, the power is simply earth-shattering!
These people joined forces to attack, and Qin Lang’s body was suddenly overwhelmed and violently contracted. It seemed that he could not resist the joint attack of these eight old ghosts.
"Condensed as a cockroach! Golden scale dragon!"
At this time, Qin Lang suddenly screamed and inhaled more spiritual aura into the body. Then, with the strong pressure of these eight old ghosts, the infuriating body of the body was continuously compressed and condensed, and finally heard Dan Tianzhi. In the middle of the sound of dripping water through the stone, he knows that this is a sign of true gasification into "liquid", which shows that the quality of infuriating has finally undergone a qualitative change.
First, a drop of water rang, and then the sound of the river rushed in the meridian of Qin Lang. The true infuriating moment of the whole body was transformed into "true water", which means that his body meridians and the qi that Dantian can hold will be dozens. Double the increase!
Yuan Dijing, this is a Fengshui Ridge at the level of Wu Xuan, and it is also the dividing point of strength. Qin Lang has crossed this hurdle, and the strength will naturally increase by dozens of times!