Juvenile Medical God

Peng!

Luo Badao spurted out a blood, and suddenly lost the power of resistance. But it is not Qin Lang, but one of the veterans of the Ten Temples.

"Elders... Why do you want to do it to me?" Luo Badao asked unwillingly.

The old ghost did not answer the words of Luo Ba Dao, but asked Qin Lang: "Mr. Qin, is your previous proposal still valid?"

After listening to this, Luo Badao immediately became ashamed.

Qin Lang’s previous proposal was to Luo’s head.

After listening to this, Qin Lang immediately stopped and said to the old ghost: "The previous proposal is effective, but now I have to add more code, you should know that I have the qualification to overweight!"

Qin Lang is now growing in strength, and he naturally has more chips.

"Mr. Qin please say." Another old ghost road, the standard tone of a transaction, as if the old ghost that died before did not exist.

"The Ten Temples, Solomon, including you, will work for me!"

"Yes!" An old ghost immediately agreed.

"Don't answer so happy!" Qin Lang sneered. "I know that you are all old slickers, even if you swear allegiance now, I am afraid that the next moment will slip away. So, I want you to let go of your words, unless I am on you." Plant a spiritual brand."

"You... do you want to control us completely?" An old ghost frowned. "Mr. Qin, you have to spare people and spare people!"

"Weak meat and strong food, defeated the king, nothing to say. Either promise my request, or die!" Qin Lang cold and cold, there is no compromise.

Several old ghosts looked at each other and finally faced the strength of Qin Lang. Several people nodded each other and then one of them said: "We promised."

It’s just a spiritual imprint. These old ghosts think that even if Qin Lang planted a spiritual mark on them, they have a way to resolve it. Moreover, even if they can't resolve, isn't there a master of the genius? As long as you have saved your life for a while, there will naturally be ways to get rid of Qin Lang’s control.

"It’s good to know the time person, Jun. It’s very good.” Qin Lang’s fingertip suddenly appeared a little black flame, and then he slammed into a bullet, which suddenly wore an old ghost’s body and smashed into his The chest, but did not leave a little burning marks on his chest.

However, seeing this black flame disappeared into the body, the old ghost immediately became shocked: "This is not a general spiritual imprint! Absolutely not!"

"This is certainly not a general spiritual imprint!" Qin Lang sneered, and said in a mocking tone, "The general spiritual imprint, why can't you do it, can I give you a chance to turn over? As for this spiritual imprint, it is my original creation. You can try to refine it. I will be impressed when I keep it!"

This spiritual imprint of Qin Lang incorporates the scent of decaying venom and **** fire. If you try to refine it, you will encounter the counterattack of decaying venom and **** fire. When you fall to hell, you will not want to live.

"However, as long as you listen to me, this spiritual imprint will not have any adverse impact on you. It will not give you pain, nor will it affect your practice." After the threat, Qin Lang did not forget to give these old ghosts a comfort. .

The other six people hesitated and finally accepted the proposal of Qin Lang. Although it is subject to Qin Lang, it is better than being killed by him now.

It’s hard to get through the heavens and touch the Tongtian Road. Who wants to commit suicide at the door of heaven?

As for Luo Badao, Qin Lang did not need to retain his consciousness, and turned it into a zombie poison slave in the face of seven old ghosts. Zombie poison slaves are completely self-conscious, but they are more toxic and aggressive, just like wild animals.

The reason why Qin Lang avoided the heavy weight was that he only converted Luo Badao into a poison slave, but it was difficult to refine these old ghosts into poisonous slaves. It is easy to kill them, but it is not easy to refine the poisonous slaves. If they fight hard, I am afraid that Qin Lang will not be able to implant the mites smoothly. However, it is much easier to deal with Luo Badao, and he will be converted into a zombie poison slave. One can control the ten temples, and the second can warn these old ghosts: if they are not honest, then they will follow the Luo Like the overbearing, it completely becomes a walking dead and loses self-consciousness forever.

The realm of Qin Lang was improved, and the time for refining the poisonous slaves was shortened. In less than half an hour, Luo Badao has completely turned into a zombie poison slave and turned into a monster with a green face and no teeth. White hair, it is extremely horrible, and the whole body has released a horrible atmosphere.

"Robo, you go to the living of the ten temples of Luomen!" Qin Lang said to Luo Badao.

"Yes... Master." Luo Badao responded with respect and walked into the cave.

Qin Lang has already recovered the poisonous insects through the insect flute. The poisonous insects like the tidal water returned to the surrounding Qinlang, and then they were included in the poisonous sac of Qin Lang. This scene shows that several old ghosts are scalp numb.

The lessons for the ten temples of Luomen were enough. Qin Lang did not know how many people had eaten the Ten Dianmen, but at least enough to warn these guys.

After the poisonous army was completely recovered, Qin Lang told several old ghosts: "Look back, tell the disciples, that your eight elders teamed up to knock me back, but the loss of the ten halls of the Luomen was terrible, the elders died, and even the doorkeepers Affected by the heavy blows, some of them are unclear. You seven, continue to take charge of the Ten Temples, and report to me at any time!"

After the command was completed, Qin Lang figured up and climbed rapidly along the cliff and quickly disappeared.

Although Qin Lang can completely eliminate the Ten Halls of Luomen, but doing so, it will only cause the rebellion of the Mozong, the elders of the Mozong must be shot by him, and even the director of the Emperor Zong Zong can not be satisfied with Qin Lang's practice. And now, Qin Lang not only achieved the purpose of Yangwei, but also actually controlled the Ten Temples, which can be said to be a double-edged sculpture.

The old poison has been told to Qin Lang, to spread the pieces, and not to reveal your pieces easily, because the more pieces revealed, it means that the change of the game is getting smaller and smaller.

The Tenth Temple, Luomen, has become the chess piece of Qin Lang.

When Qin Lang returned to the streets of Huwei Town, he sighed and seemed to have not changed much before.

Although the old crane is a beautiful old servant, Qin Lang believes that the old crane will not only be loyal to the beauty, but will also be loyal to it, so Qin Lang does not want the old crane to tell his cards.

"Grandpa, is it over? How is the effect?" The old crane started the car and asked Qin Lang.

"The killing of a hundred people, killing an old guy who is through the heavens, the ten temples of Luomen, this group of people immediately became honest." Qin Lang said in an understatement, then added another sentence, "Right, Luo Badao, the guy is also me. Learn a lesson."

"What!" The old crane listened to Qin Lang’s words, shaking his hand holding the steering wheel and almost drove the car into the river.