C818 Lost
C818 Lost
The man in black had incredible means, and every single move he made was filled with principles and principles. There was a special rhythm to it, and it had already far exceeded the range of Qin Lang's strength. He was still in the stage of tempering his body, and had yet to cultivate his' Dao '. Unless he advanced to the Immortal Realm, he would be able to attempt his own' Dao '."
As the saying goes, there are three thousand Great Daos in this world, and all living things had their own Dao. As long as he could comprehend the Dao within it, he would be able to shed off his mortal body and become an immortal that was one in a million!
This black clothed man was clearly a True Immortal!
"Senior, what is your name?"
Qin Lang was puzzled, and tried to ask for the black-clothed man's name.
"No comment."
The man in black spat out two simple words and stood with his hands behind his back. It looked ordinary, but it also gave people a sense of distant feeling like an abyss. He felt that he was very close to him, but when he truly came into contact with him, he felt like he was as far away as the horizon. This wonderful experience made Qin Lang temporarily give up on the idea of fighting. There was no point in continuing the fight. He had no chance of winning at all.
"Senior, are you friends with Ao Lin?" Qin Lang asked again. If the man in black knew Ao Lin... So he can only return empty handed today... He was not afraid that there would be no firewood to burn. As long as he was still alive, he would have a way to kill Ao Lin!
"No." The answer given by the man in black startled Qin Lang, and he became even more puzzled. He said, "Since senior doesn't know Ao Lin, why did you help him?"
"You don't allow it?"
"Haha, senior really knows how to joke. " Qin Lang let out a wry smile, "With senior's unparalleled cultivation, he can basically control a piece of the Heavens and Earth. How would a mere Golden Core cultivator like me dare to interfere with senior's business?"
"However, Ao Lin has done many evil deeds, and he has a deep grudge against me. I hope senior can give me some face and let me kill Ao Lin myself. I will be extremely grateful." Qin Lang was no match for him. He could only reason with him.
The black-clothed man replied calmly, "Since I haven't attacked you yet, you still have a chance to escape."
Qin Lang frowned. Since the black-clothed man insisted on helping Ao Lin, he was cultivating the Heaven and Earth Martial Art. It had the effect of killing immortals. This time... This time, he would use this genuine True Immortal to test his strength!
The black-clothed man smiled indifferently, his eyes filled with disdain.
"Since Senior doesn't give me face, then I can only experience Senior's ultimate move!" Qin Lang smiled coldly. He wasn't someone to be trifled with. If he wanted to make him retreat, he had to make him fully convinced!
"Heaven and Earth Martial Art, thirteenth style!"
As these ruthless words came out of Qin Lang's mouth, the clear sky suddenly became filled with violent winds. The space cracked and a deafening dragon's roar resounded above the clouds. A golden true dragon appeared under Qin Lang's feet, and its power shook the surroundings. The true dragon roared.
Ao Lin sucked in a breath of cold air. This True Dragon was about three thousand meters tall. Although it was condensed from the Genuine Essence, its appearance and shape were very lifelike.
"How many trump cards does Qin Lang have hidden?" For the first time, Ao Lin felt afraid. He had the immortal body. He had always been fearless. The death that people feared the most was like child's play to him. He wasn't even afraid of death. There were very few things in the world that he was afraid of.
But this time, when he saw the True Dragon summoned by Qin Lang, he actually felt a chill run down his spine.
"Immortal Art?"
The eyes of the motionless man in black flickered. It was Qin Lang's divine ability. How could it reach such an astonishing level? If he was allowed to continue developing... His future achievements and potential would be limitless, and might even surpass his!
"Good lad, no wonder you dare to fight me head on. It turns out that you possess such a powerful trump card..." The black clothed man's eyes drooped slightly as he looked at Qin Lang with an incredulous gaze. Qin Lang, a mere Golden Core Realm Cultivator, was actually able to unleash such a shocking martial art. It was truly amazing!
If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, the black-clothed man would never have believed it.
"However, although the immortal technique is powerful, your strength is insufficient. If you want to use this Immortal Art to keep me in check... You're still too young. " The black-robed man's cultivation base was unfathomable. He waved his hands together, and strange dark yellow lines condensed in front of him. Dao runes bloomed within the lines like a divine lotus.
"Dragon Breaking Roar!"
With a command, the golden True Dragon under Qin Lang's feet bared its fangs and brandished its claws. It flew out like an arrow leaving the bow, as if it wanted to tear the sky apart. The golden scales shot out a dazzling light, rushing towards the black-clothed man.
"Dao Art of Nature!"
The black-clothed man shouted in a low voice. The dark yellow lines that surrounded his body were like tiny snakes. They quickly gathered in the air, forming a huge dark yellow net, attempting to trap the brutal golden True Dragon.
"Break for me!"
Qin Lang's arms exerted strength once again. He poured all of the Genuine Essence in his body into the True Dragon's body. The True Dragon spat out a golden light beam that was tens of thousands of meters long. It was about to tear apart the dark yellow net that the black-clothed man had created.
"Sizzle sizzle!"
The True Dragon's momentum was very strong, and it ripped apart the huge net. However, the huge net possessed a miraculous Dao Art. The moment it broke apart, the dark yellow lines condensed once again, and formed a new net, blocking the True Dragon's attack once again.
"Young man, this move of mine was created with all my energy. It is called the Immortal Binding Rope, and it can trap even an ancient True Immortal. Although this True Dragon is powerful, it is still too difficult for it to break through my Immortal Binding Rope."
Although the black-clothed man had the upper hand, he couldn't feel excited at all. The gap between him and Qin Lang was like a heavenly chasm that couldn't be compared to it.
According to his estimation, he could kill Qin Lang with one move, and Qin Lang wouldn't have the chance to resist. However, Qin Lang's strength had exceeded his expectations. This was the first time he had seen a Golden Core cultivator as powerful as Qin Lang!
"I have to say, you are indeed very strong. You are able to force me to this extent. You can be considered to have no regrets in your death." The black clothed man let out a sigh, "At your age, you already possess such strength. If I kill you... Wouldn't the cultivation world lose a genius just like that? This time, I'll spare your life."
"Disperse!"
The man in black muttered to himself for a long time. Then, he clenched his fingers tightly. The Immortal Binding Rope suddenly tightened, and tied the golden True Dragon that Qin Lang had summoned into a ball. No matter how hard the True Dragon struggled, it couldn't break free.
"Puchi!"
Qin Lang exerted too much force, and he suffered a backlash. A sweet taste emerged in his throat, and a trace of blood trickled out from the corner of his mouth. His opponent was too strong, and he had already lost this battle.
However, after the black-clothed man won, he did not take the initiative to attack. Currently, Qin Lang was completely exhausted. It could be said that this was the best time to attack. However, he wasn't in a hurry to attack. Instead, he stayed where he was. He maintained his silence.