Pope System of Rebirth

() There was a "Bang!" followed by a few more "clicks", but the middle-aged demon's arm was broken into several pieces in an instant, and before he could react, Qin Lang slashed his shoulder with a sharp kick.

, a headless body appeared instantly.

Qin Lang actually killed one demon in an instant, and the remaining one thousand middle-aged demons froze. Countless demonic figures in the Colosseum disappeared in an instant, and a thousand figures appeared.

A figure is still standing in the air, and the arc of blood flowing across it is so beautiful and magical. And the body whose head was cut off by Qin Lang is still trembling, as if trying to catch Qin Lang, Qin Lang frantically

With a roar, his voice was full of madness, his left leg instantly slashed down, and the body of the headless demon instantly turned into a ball of blood and mud. The blood splashed on the already dark red ground of the Colosseum, adding a fresh touch of blood to it.

Scarlet flower.

The audience in the venue felt as if their blood was boiling, and bursts of wild roars echoed throughout the castle again:

"Kill, kill, kill..."

Qin Lang was not moved at all. He smiled evilly and said: "Is this the intention to kill? Is this the 'kill'? When life falls, the most beautiful flower that floats will be

That is the most dazzling moment in life. And I, Qin Lang...even at that most dazzling moment, I can still be immortal..."

After saying such a sentence, Qin Lang turned around and his eyes calmed down again. The momentum of his whole body was pushed to the extreme by him, and the invisible killing intent was completely condensed into substance. This was a

There is a faint black mist in the circle, or it cannot be black, because it is still very light at this time.

"When there is a layer of black mist around me, my killing intent will be enough to kill a 'newly promoted war emperor'?" Qin Lang thought to himself, with a look in his eyes.

A strange light.

Sometimes battles don't actually require too much nonsense, just like this life-and-death battle. Too much nonsense will appear hypocritical, and the devil world is a place that doesn't need hypocrisy, it only requires life and death.

Qin Lang's figure brought up afterimages, and a series of space cracks followed closely behind him. He punched a middle-aged demon with his right hand, and a black light flashed across it in an instant, ""Middle-aged"

The demon's body instantly turned into a puff of blood mist.

The blood mist continued to float on Qin Lang's body. It was a very beautiful scene. But Qin Lang didn't have time to linger too much, and more than ten punches hit him hard. Qin Lang

His arms turned into nothingness in an instant. The figures of more than ten middle-aged demons flew more than ten feet away, all of them had no fighting power at the moment. Qin Lang's figure flashed to kill the ten most vulnerable ones at this time.

A middle-aged devil.

However, the other middle-aged demons naturally did not allow it, and there was no need for too many words at this moment. More than ten middle-aged demons attacked Qin Lang, countless air currents circulated around Qin Lang, and black space cracks

The middle-aged demons covered in black demonic energy continued to surround Qin Lang's body, and gradually the figures formed a sphere, with Qin Lang in the center.

From time to time, one or several middle-aged demon figures were knocked away and escaped from the 'sphere', but the next moment they merged into the sphere again. Qin Lang felt that attacks were coming from all directions at this time, boundless.

Boundless, endless. An ancient saying goes: Two fists are hard to beat against four hands. But at this moment, Qin Lang's two fists were against nearly two thousand hands. Naturally, he was hit continuously.

Fortunately, Qin Lang's bones were extremely hard, but after a long time, Qin Lang gradually started to feel bad. He couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart: At this time, the power of his soul was sealed, and he could not communicate with his original heart. He had no regrets and was reborn in harmony.

It is impossible to use the "Swallowing All Souls", and the "Condensing Soul into Needles" and "Buzzing Buzzing" are even more impossible. He can only use his own "Zhan Zhan Zhan" to fight these demons.

"Damn it, I didn't expect that 'Zhan Zhan Zhan' would not be able to exert 10% of its power because of the lack of soul power and communication with my heart." Qin Lang frowned slightly, and there was a spot on his back that was tens of thousands.

The blows made him feel a faint feeling of fragmentation. He was sure that if one of his bones was broken, it would be a completely passive beating, and he would undoubtedly be beaten into a pulp in the end.

The middle-aged demons around were now cooperating more and more perfectly. They all said secretly: "If we had gone all out and cooperated perfectly from the beginning, this kid would have been dead."

Sometimes the power of a team cannot be underestimated, and at this time Qin Lang has realized this deeply. Every hit is more accurate and comes to the same place. Obviously others are not..."

"Fools, they hope to hit the Arrancar, hitting the same place countless times, no matter how hard the bone is, will be broken.

Of course, this is only a relative term. If they were to attack a body cultivator in the War Emperor Realm, beating them for a hundred years would not be of any use.

In the auditorium of the venue, Yin Lao was naturally in an extremely luxurious VIP room. At this time, twenty-seven more girls entered. There was no doubt that they were the twenty-seven upper witches.

No doubt.

"Yin Lao, how can you be like this? What if something happens to your husband?"

"Yes, you are entertaining our husband."

…

Obviously, Qin Lang's group of wives were staring at Mr. Yin very unkindly at this time. They all had angry faces at this time, and they were extremely resentful of Mr. Yin's arbitrariness. But Mr. Yin completely took them for granted.

He no longer existed, but he still looked excitedly at Qin Lang being beaten by a group of people, occasionally shouting "Okay" or something like that.

Finally, Shiliu spoke, with a smile on her beautiful face and a wise light in her eyes. She said slowly: "Sisters, this has already happened, so let's just wait and see what happens? Believe us?"

My husband will definitely win."

"Yes, Sister Sixteen is right. Even if I don't win, I will definitely go down and rescue my husband when he is about to die." Twenty-nine laughed sweetly, and the other girls nodded one after another.

Call it yes.

Yan'er finally became a little confused. She looked at Yin Lao, her expression moved slightly and said, "Grandpa Zhong, what's going on?"

Yin Lao still had an unshakable expression, and Yan'er asked several times but still to no avail. Finally, the girls began to notice Yan'er, and Shiliu said with some confusion: "This sister, you are Yin Lao's

Great-granddaughter? But why have I never heard of it?"

"Haha, I am the wife of my great-grandfather's great-grandson. So... By the way, sisters, aren't you the same..." Yan'er couldn't help but say, looking at the girls with a strange look, and then suddenly understood

As if he had come over, the words in his mouth couldn't help but stagnate.

"Rebirth of the Pope System Chapter 173: Bloody Battle" and the twenty-seven girls roughly understood it. After some conversation, they turned this farce into calm.

Obviously, the female demons of the demon clan are different from the women of the human race, although they are all female. After the female demons of the demon clan become other people's wives, their status is based on strength, and Yan'er's strength at this time is

In the realm of quasi-emperor, she has the lowest status among Qin Lang's wives.

After understanding everything, Shiliu's eyes flashed with light, and he said with a sweet smile: "It turns out that Mr. Yin wants to be our husband's great-grandfather. It turned out to be like this. With Mr. Yin's reputation and ability, he would never teach his great-grandson

Sisters who have been hurt, please rest assured."

The other girls all nodded in agreement, while Mr. Yin curled his lips slightly.

At this time, the situation on the field was extremely dangerous for Qin Lang, and most of the audience outside the field also guessed the ending. Although they were a little regretful, they were more happy and excited, because they could ruthlessly

It's a serious fight.

"Hey, by the way. Why did I forget this?" An idea flashed in Qin Lang's mind. The moment he waited for a demon attack behind him, a long purple needle suddenly appeared in front of him.

The whole arm of the middle-aged demon penetrated the back of the body in an instant, and blood flowed crazily.

"Ooh, ooh..." There were several more sounds. A total of nine purple sharp needles appeared on Qin Lang's shoulders, head, chest, and back. Before the demons could react, Qin Lang's figure suddenly

It rotated, and a swirling wave brought up countless purple cold waves.

The blade instantly cut dozens of people into pieces like tofu. The scene at this moment was extremely miserable. The other demons all retreated one after another, watching with horror on their faces as their companions' bodies separated and their internal organs flew away.

Every time I go out, my heart is trembling.

While the blood continued to flow, dozens of black lights were trying to escape. These were the demon souls of these dozens of demons. Qin Lang sneered, and passed his hands across in an instant. The dozens of black lights turned into nothingness unwillingly, and only

A flash of black light seemed to be burning for an instant, followed by a 'bang' sound...

The space vortexes shook violently. Qin Lang's body was actually shaken several miles away. After rolling on the ground several times, he barely stood up. "Rebirth Pope System". However, the demons nearby

There is no such abnormal body as Qin Lang. Those who are closer are all blown away nearly 300 feet and are already in a semi-dead state. Those further away are also blown away a hundred feet and their combat power is insufficient.

Five percent.

At this time, a large hemispherical pit with a radius of about 100 feet appeared on the spot. Waves of fly ash were constantly flying, and the middle-aged demons on the edge were all frightened. If they

If you get closer, it will be completely wiped out.

"Damn, it's a good thing that my body is abnormal. Otherwise, I will definitely die. The power of this demon soul's self-destruction is too powerful?" Qin Lang's body trembled slightly, and the bursts of severe pain made him grimace. He secretly said: "I

The combat strength at this time is estimated to be less than half, but they are not much better, let’s deal with the half-dead ones first.”

The audience outside the stadium was stunned and silent for a while. How could they have imagined that there would be such a big turnaround in an instant? And the twenty-eight Qin Lang's wives were all overjoyed. The battle situation at this time was beyond the limit.

In their anticipation, at the same time, their eyes looking at Qin Lang became even more intense.

"Damn, I'm unhappy, why is this kid so perverted? He's inhumane..." Mr. Yin muttered in frustration.

All the girls stared at Mr. Yin at the same time, and said with a smile on their faces: "What is wrong with you, old man? Do you want to..."

"Hehe... uh, little girls, did you hear wrong, continue to watch the battle? Haha, haha..." Mr. Yin said with a smile.

…

"No, this kid is not dead yet?" The middle-aged demons in the field originally thought that Qin Lang was dead. After all, Qin Lang was at the center of the self-destruction. They were already several feet away, dozens of feet away.

They all had a slight chill in their hearts and said to themselves: "I didn't expect that this kid is still fine. What should I do this time?"

The atmosphere in the field seemed strange and strange for a moment. The middle-aged demons didn't know what to do. They understood that Qin Lang's physical strength and tenacity were extremely abnormal. If he used the demonic element to carry out energy attacks,

, it is estimated that it will be difficult to hurt Qin Lang.

But Qin Lang would not give these demons a chance to breathe. He understood that if anyone could not persist at this time, he would be dead.

Qin Lang instantly flew towards the middle-aged demon closest to him. This was all because the gravity of the demon world was amazing, and the gravity of this Colosseum was even more amazing. Otherwise, they could definitely teleport. And a quasi-emperor realm

The master's self-explosion only creates a hemispherical crater with a radius of 100 feet. Is this enough to show how huge the gravity here is?

When the demonic eye saw Qin Lang flying towards him, he was already less than ten feet away. A trace of despair flashed in his eyes, and then he glared at Qin Lang fiercely. This was an extreme form of madness...

"No, he's going to blow himself up." Qin Lang was horrified, and he immediately backed up crazily. When he instantly stepped back more than fifty feet, there was another loud roar, and Qin Lang's body collapsed again.

He was blown hundreds of feet away. Because it was far away from the center, although the damage caused by the self-destruction this time was not great, Qin Lang was confused.

A trace of determination flashed in the eyes of those demons. This was a very firm and unapologetic will. Qin Lang's heart moved slightly and he thought to himself: "This is the demon clan? It's so scary. They are definitely different from the human race."

Because Qin Lang understands that if a human being is hit by this, he will definitely lose his fighting spirit. Of course, some real warriors from the human race are not excluded.

"Hmph, how can I, Qin Lang, be afraid of you? Today, I am in a human body, and I am unable to exert even 10% of my strength with my sealed soul. I will teach you to be afraid." There was a ray of light in Qin Lang's eyes, and his whole body was full of fear.

The body moved again and dived towards a middle-aged demon.

The middle-aged demon was worried, his eyes were trembling, and he thought to himself: "This kid still dares to rush over? Two self-destructions can't scare him? This..." Qin Lang's figure was less than three feet closer to him in an instant.

The middle-aged demon was startled, with a look of disbelief in his eyes. The next moment, he was turned into bloody mud by Qin Lang's blow, and his soul was defeated by Qin Lang in an instant. Even until his death, he could not believe that Qin Lang would...

…not afraid of death.

"It's not that I'm not afraid of death. Everyone...any living being is afraid of death. And I, Qin Lang, may not be stronger than you. Maybe I'm more afraid of death than you. But I can overcome the fear of death better than you.

The fear..." Qin Lang seemed to understand what the middle-aged man meant, and he thought to himself. (To be continued.)