Doomsday Rebirth: Stock up on SSS-level cards at the beginning

Qin Lang is not a fool. The reason why he dares to challenge the broken-arm sculpture is that he is sure that he will not be able to fully wake up. If he wakes up in advance, he will be able to fight!

If God cannot escape, he is invincible!

The broken-arm sculpture was silent for a while, then Youyou said, "If you are willing to join the Hell Clan and become my spokesperson, the [Hell's Gaze] in you will naturally disappear, and there is no need for us to become mortal enemies."

"Can you stop farting?"

Qin Lang sneered, "Along with you, ready to be used as a sacrifice at any time, just like Wang Lele? You hell tribe has narrowed the road yourself, so you can't blame others."

"I am the Apostle of Hell, and I have a high status within the tribe. Even if you really kill me today, do you know what the consequences will be?"

"No matter how bad it is, how bad can it be? At worst, it will deepen the gaze of hell and be discovered by a higher god. So what?"

Qin Lang was very bachelor and spread his hands, "Anyway, the only one in your clan who has awakened now is the [Middle God]. When the [Higher God] like you wakes up, I will either die or achieve a higher level. Don't think I will be afraid. There is a saying among human beings: If you are barefoot and not afraid of wearing shoes, after I kill you, I will kill other hell tribes, and I will fight against you in this life. "

"Listening to what you said, there seems to be no room for change between you and the Hell Clan..."

"No, it's your choice whether to wake up in advance or send those shrimp soldiers and crab generals over to kill them."

boom! boom! boom!

A deafening loud noise came from the sky outside the castle, and another group of Hell Clan [Medium Gods] arrived, even more in number!

Qin Lang raised the corner of his mouth and crossed the gate to the outside of the castle.

"This hell god seems different from the one I killed before. Is he so capable of dispatching troops? Apostle...this name sounds familiar."

Qin Lang looked at the gods who were constantly breaking through the void and fell into thinking.

A long, long time ago, he suffered the "Apostle's Curse". In order to break the curse, he killed several apostles. Later, as his realm improved and the curse disappeared naturally, he didn't take it to heart. He didn't know what the difference between the two was. Is there any connection? ..

"No matter what kind of bastard he is, I will kill him if he dares to come!"

Qin Lang narrowed his eyes, his body was once again wrapped in divine fire, and his fighting spirit surged to the extreme at this moment.

"Kill him!"

The sound of the broken-arm sculpture spread across the sky.

Hundreds of gods took action together!

"Come!!!"

Qin Lang looked up to the sky and roared, facing forward.

City of Plenty.

Under the World Tree.

Wan Ziyi sat in front of a void mirror, looking at Qin Lang fighting fiercely with the gods in the mirror, a trace of worry flashed on his blurred face.

"This guy is really desperate for his life. It's not good to offend anyone, but he provokes the Hell Clan. Even if this tribe is placed in all the worlds, it is one of the strongest echelons in overall strength. In the past, some members of the tribe even achieved great..." Wan Ziyi didn't dare to say any more.

Think of its name and you will be known.

"Are you worried about him?" Teacher Shu walked over with a gentle voice.

"Shit, what I'm worried about is my heart!" Wan Ziyi has a hot temper, which is in sharp contrast to the gentle Teacher Shu.

"No need to worry."

Teacher Shu whispered softly, "Anyone who has determined his position will have enemies and allies. There are many people in the world who can restrain the hell tribe."

"Um?"

Wan Ziyi suddenly raised his head, "You are so calm, did you do something?"

Teacher Shu spread out her slender hands, and the fallen leaves slowly fell on her palm, "The fallen leaves have already carried the message..."

Somewhere in a mysterious realm.

The woman stretched out her hand to catch the falling leaves, a playful smile appeared on her almost flawless face, and murmured: "It's [Qi Refiner] again..."

Another flawless head squeezed out of the woman's left neck said: "Every generation of Qi Refiners who grow up is not a fuel-efficient lamp. They always make waves. Sister, are you going to help him?"

The woman in the middle shook her head slightly: "It's not a gang, it's a deal. The World Tree has made an offer that I can't refuse."

"Even if it's not a deal, all the maggots in hell should be killed. It's them who turned us into what we are now!" The flawless head on the right suddenly opened its eyes and spoke fiercely.

This is a strange god with three female heads.

The woman randomly picked up a rusty sword, looked back at the ruined city, and said in a low voice, "The flames of revenge will burn the entire hell."

"Kill! Kill! Kill!!!"

The beautiful and flawless deformed head on the right side screamed crazily.

Castle ruins.

Qin Lang fought bloody battles, and his body was covered with wounds. Many of these wounds were torn apart before they could heal, and old wounds were piled on top of new ones.

A good tiger cannot defeat a pack of wolves.

Even though Qin Lang's combat power is astonishing in ancient times and today, it is still a bit difficult to fight against the endless army of gods.

There are so many gods that it is impossible to kill them all. It is impossible to kill them all.

"puff!"

A spear in the slant stab penetrated Qin Lang's body. Qin Lang looked at the severe pain and ignored the spear that burned his internal organs. He grabbed the sneak attack god and burned him to ashes.

Pulling out the blood-stained spear and throwing it heavily on the ground, Qin Lang looked around.

At this time, there are still gods emerging from the void, and the speed at which they kill is far less than the speed at which the gods descend.琇书蛧

He was thinking about whether to pause the attack.

"Eat the food one bite at a time. I have almost killed you today. It will not be good for me to continue fighting. I will find a place to rest for a while."

With a flash of thought, Qin Lang opened the door with a snap of his fingers, and the next second he was on the boat.

There was no need for Qin Lang to say hello, the boat turned around and broke through the boundaries continuously.

In a flash, everyone had arrived at an unfamiliar sea area.

"There is no breath of gods at present, this place is safe." Luo Hao was numb and spoke mechanically.

"Okay, let's rest here for a while."

Qin Lang was so tired that he sat on the ground regardless of the blood all over his body, took out various foods and began to feast on them.

More than a dozen god limbs full of god source were made into dishes, which quickly replenished the physical strength lost during the battle.

"I didn't expect it to be so fast, it's still cool to besiege the city and fight for reinforcements."

Qin Lang glanced at the progress and it had reached 5%.

In other words, he killed 400 gods in the previous battle.

It seems that it is not impossible to kill 10,000 gods and become a beginner god.

What made him happiest was the hell seed, which grew again and turned into a small sapling about a foot long, which stored a huge amount of knowledge and was waiting to be absorbed.

After eating and drinking, and resting for a while, Qin Lang calmed down and looked for the techniques that could be used in the hell seeds.

At the same time.

The ruins of the castle.

The broken arm sculpture slowly broke, and a broken arm female demon walked out, emitting a deep and terrible laugh.

The massacre outside the castle allowed him to obtain a large amount of divine power and wake up perfectly.

"It's a good kill... If you hadn't killed so many middle-level gods... How could I wake up? Goose goose goose goose... Qin Lang, I really have to thank you."

The broken arm female demon rubbed her empty right shoulder, and a black arm grew out. She smiled and said: "To thank you, I will slice off your flesh bit by bit, so that you can live... worse than... dead!"