Making Great Fortune Overnight

This person was Qin Lang, who had rushed back from the capital at high speed!    

    

"Qin Nanzong?"    

    

Taoist Yixin's pupils constricted, and in an instant, he gathered up a wave of mental energy, enveloping Qin Lang!    

    

This mind power was thick and powerful. It carried a solemn power and collided with Qin Lang's divine sense.    

    

Bang!    

    

An invisible fluctuation appeared in the void. Qin Lang's expression was indifferent, and his mind was calm. However, his clothes were trembling. Taoist Yixin let out a muffled groan. It was obvious that he had suffered a great loss.    

    

Before Qin Lang had even formed his core, his divine sense was already comparable to many Divine level experts. Now that he possessed seven True Cores, his mental energy was comparable to several Divine level experts. Compared to Taoist Yixin, it was like comparing a small Magus to a Senior Magus.    

    

"Hahaha, Qin Nanzong is here! Let's see how arrogant the old Daoist is this time!"    

    

"Don't celebrate too early. Who knows if Qin Nanzong is a match for the old Taoist devotee who can't beat him?"    

    

"Hmph! Since Qin Nanzong was born, he has never been defeated. He is just an old Daoist, how can he be a match for Qin Nanzong? Just wait for your face to be slapped!"    

    

"That's right. A lousy old Daoist dares to attack Qin Nanzong's nest. If Qin Nanzong doesn't kill him, he won't have the face to mingle in the world anymore. Just wait and see!"    

    

On the bullet screen of the video, a group of grandmasters were talking loudly and slandering each other.    

    

"Qin Nanzong, you killed my disciple and ruined my plan. Today, I have come to visit you, and I will definitely take your life!"    

    

Taoist Yixin roared furiously. His huge body swayed, and thousands of silhouettes appeared. In the entire Lion Ridge, one fat monk after another appeared in layers. The shadows that filled the sky made people's scalp tingle.    

    

Each of these shadows took a different posture, forming different hand seals as they faced Qin Lang.    

    

Before they even got close to him, the air waves that filled the sky had already shattered countless trees.    

    

"Oh my god!"    

    

Countless experts who were paying attention to this battle forgot about their discussions and looked at the scene in front of them in shock.    

    

"Take my life? Who do you think you are? Since you want to die, I'll let you join the Elysium! "    

    

Qin Lang's body suddenly changed. He stretched out his substandard Saint Body like a towering giant tree, soaring into the sky. Purple light radiated from his body, making him look like a god that had descended to the world.    

    

"Divine Body, this is the Divine Body! According to the legends, after a grandmaster cultivated the Divine Body, he could freely control the size of his body and transform it into many different shapes. It seems like Qin Nanzong has already cultivated the Divine Body!"    

    

Someone in the video cried out in alarm.    

    

"So what if he has cultivated a Divine Body? His inner energy is insufficient, and he still can't reach the level of a Divine level expert. Taoist Yixin is a true Divine level expert, not someone like Ren Wushang, a Quasi-God."    

    

In terms of cultivation realm, a difference of one level was like a chasm, a huge gap.    

    

"How do you know that Qin Nanzong's inner energy is insufficient? One should know that Ren Wushang's lightning tribulation was passed by him. In other words, with Qin Nanzong's current strength, he can definitely face a Divine level expert head on."    

    

Amidst the discussions, the purple light that filled the sky had already soared into the sky and collided with the shadows of the countless Taoist priests.    

    

The true Divine Battle had finally begun!    

    

Divine Battle, the true Divine Battle!    

    

"Hahaha, Qin Nanzong, you killed my disciple. You dare to fight me as a Grandmaster, but you don't know the true difference between a Grandmaster and a God. This old monk will let you know what a true Divine level expert is!"    

    

Taoist Yixin had a myriad of ideas. Boom!    

    

Before this, although Taoist Yixin had attacked many times, he had never been as ferocious as he was this time.    

    

Thousands of phantoms swooped down from the sky. Their Qi was monstrous, like thousands of soldiers marching forward, incomparably shocking.    

    

"You think you're the only one who's a Divine level expert? I'll let you experience this Daoist priest's divine ability!"    

    

Qin Lang was as tall as a demon god. He pointed at the center of his brows and a heavenly river shot out from the void and rolled down.    

    

Unlike the heavenly river he was in when he was in his normal form, this heavenly river that was in the form of a devil god instantly covered the entire Lion Ridge like a broken dam.    

    

The thousands of incarnations of Taoist Yixin were like thousands of bodies that had fallen into the water in this vast heavenly river. They were so tiny that they couldn't be any more tiny.    

    

"Oh heavens, what kind of secret technique is this? How can it be so powerful?"    

    

Countless spectators were stupefied. They didn't know the origin of this heavenly river.    

    

What they knew was only the weakened version of Qin Lang's divine ability and secret art. It was only now that they realized that once Qin Lang used the Divine Body, he would use the secret art. It was more than a few times stronger than before. In the blink of an eye, thousands of Taoist Yixin's silhouettes were scattered all over the place.    

    

Taoist Yixin's Myriad Convergence of Dao was no match for Qin Lang's secret technique, and he was instantly slaughtered.    

    

"He's strong enough!"    

    

Taoist Yixin knew that he had encountered a true mortal enemy, and his eyes became unprecedentedly solemn.    

    

"Lotus Blossoming Step by Step!"    

    

The old Daoist stepped on the ground, and white lotus flowers rose up. Under Taoist Yixin's feet, they supported Taoist Yixin's body and slowly rose into the sky. They floated on the heavenly river, and no matter how strong the current was, they couldn't hurt him.    

    

"Hmph, it's just an external technique! Look at the stick!"    

    

Qin Lang looked at his body that was floating in the waves of the river. The Celestial Sphere Staff in his hand expanded like a giant pillar that could hold up the sky. He slammed down from the sky, as if he was going to smash Taoist Yixin into meat paste.    

    

Taoist Yixin's fat body was like a slightly bigger ant on the head of the Celestial Sphere Staff 's staff. However, the wind brought by the tip of the ___ was so strong that it made Taoist Yixin's robe flutter. It stuck to Taoist Yixin's body as if it was going to leave him at any time.    

    

Taoist Yixin's face showed fear. He wanted to dodge again, but the shadow of the Celestial Sphere Staff was everywhere. He had no choice but to use all his inner energy to resist the attack.    

    

Putong...    

    

Taoist Yixin, who had just stepped on the white lotus, was thrown into the river like a rubber ball by Qin Lang. The white lotus under his feet was also shattered by Qin Lang's strike and disappeared into the air.    

    

Crash!    

    

Qin Lang twitched the Celestial Sphere Staff again and stirred a huge wave in the heavenly river. When he lifted the stick, a huge wave rose into the sky along with the Celestial Sphere Staff , pulling a fat figure out.    

    

"Sou......"    

    

Taoist Yixin flew up, his face was bruised and swollen. He turned into a ray of light and fled into the distance.    

    

"You want to run?"    

    

Qin Lang held the Celestial Sphere Staff with one hand and shook it. The Celestial Sphere Staff left his hand and chased after Taoist Yixin. It was like a 10,000-ton ship chasing a fat fish.    

    

"I was waiting for you to do this!"    

    

Taoist Yixin's body was in front of him. When he saw that Qin Lang's Celestial Sphere Staff had left his hand, he suddenly turned around and made way for one side of the Celestial Sphere Staff . He jumped and stepped on the Celestial Sphere Staff 's staff. At the same time, his body trembled and he shouted, "Lei Bao's Double Fist!"    

    

As Taoist Yixin ran with the staff, his fists became bigger and bigger. The gathered inner energy also became more and more. The fist that condensed the power of thousands of men of sacrifice on Lei Bao's fists came forward. Even Qin Lang became more serious.    

    

"Trying to break my Divine Body, you are looking down on me too much!"    

    

"Sky Shaking Gold - Open!"    

    

Qin Lang pointed his finger at his arm. A golden sword casually pierced out and collided with Taoist Yixin's fist.    

    

Boom!    

    

The air wave created by the golden light caused the water surface of the river to rise several meters high. The water surface of the Heavenly River was separated from the center by the punch and the sword. The entire Lion Ridge shook along with it!    

    

The destructive force almost shattered the entire Lion Ridge.    

    

The dust and smoke dispersed, and the golden sword dispersed on the spot. One of Taoist Yixin's arms had been shattered by the golden sword, and it had turned into countless pieces of minced meat.    

    

To a Divine level expert, losing an arm was nothing. It could be restored very quickly.    

    

However, the wound that was cut by a divine ability and secret art was filled with destructive power. No matter how much Taoist Yixin used his divine power, he was unable to recover in the slightest.    

    

"You devil monk, how dare you step into my Linan Prefecture and kill the civilians of my Linan? You deserve to die for your crimes."    

    

Qin Lang shouted out loudly. His big hand descended from the sky and grabbed Taoist Yixin's other arm, then he swung it violently.    

    

* Hong Long...... *