Pope System of Rebirth

() After understanding his current situation, Qin Lang temporarily calmed down, because everything now was beyond Qin Lang's expectations, and he could only be prepared to meet all challenges.

"Crazy body, come out" Qin Lang secretly thought in his heart, and then drops of blood instantly transformed into figures one after another, all of which were the same as Qin Lang. However, in a few breaths, Qin Lang's body appeared around him.

There are 180,000 mad bodies. The evil aura and murderous aura of the mad bodies are so strong that they are slightly different from Qin Lang.

At this time, Qin Lang could fully control his murderous intention and evil spirit. He could send and receive it freely. His murderous intention could instantly kill a strong man who had reached the peak level of the ancient king, but he was still far from the instant kill.

There is still a long way to go before becoming a quasi-emperor, and that requires a kind of qualitative sublimation...

Then Qin Lang roared: "Ten lifetimes have been added to the body, the body swallows all spirits, and nine needles come out of the body." Then Qin Lang's body instantly stretched out nine long purple needles with a sharp edge, even in the

Such a strange and dark area still exudes a cold light.

"Damn, that's weird. Why can't I increase my body's strength by five times after being reincarnated for ten lifetimes, but swallowing all the souls in my body has no effect at all." Qin Lang immediately felt that something strange had happened.

The power of the 'World-Defying Level Combat Technique: Reverse Life without Regrets', which was countless times more powerful, shrunk by more than half in an instant, and the self-created 'Tongxuan Level Combat Technique: Swallowing All Souls' was even more tragically unable to be used.

Every bit of use.

Next, Qin Lang's heart became even more heavy. His heart and soul gradually lost the connection with his own body. You must know that a strong man who has reached the War Emperor level can exert the strongest power on his own body.

He had gained strength, and at this moment Qin Lang found that he seemed to have gradually turned into a mortal, unable to even release the fluctuations of his soul...

The sound of footsteps came, and at the same time, bursts of noisy sounds also reached Qin Lang's ears. Qin Lang didn't care to feel the weird scene happening in his body anymore. He frowned slightly and said to himself: "It's less than ten miles away."

Now, these millions of demons are less than ten miles away from here. I must prepare for the battle immediately.

Qin Lang and his 180,000 mad bodies immediately formed a wave-shaped battle formation. Every ten mad bodies formed a small circular battle formation in the north city, and then countless small battle formations were connected together.

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Originally, Qin Lang planned to use the 'Crazy Thunder of War to Shock the World'. However, his heart and soul gradually weakened. He could not even control it. This made Qin Lang understand that he was no different from a mortal now.

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As the footsteps in front gradually approached, Qin Lang also understood that the condition of the millions of demons was probably the same as his. This not only did not make Qin Lang feel at ease, but made him even more uneasy. Because he found

The strength of his body was also slowly weakened. A strange thought appeared in Qin Lang's mind, which made Qin Lang's forehead slowly shed sweat.

Could it be that everything here is just to turn a person into a mortal? In this case, how can the 180,000 mad bodies and I be the opponents of more than a million demons? Qin Lang realized this instantly. An invisible and strange aura enveloped his whole body,

Unable to resist and avoid, Qin Lang could only feel that his body's strength was getting less and less with every breath...

Qin Lang could already hear the sound coming from the pitch black ahead. At this time, the vanguard of the group of demons was less than a hundred feet away, but Qin Lang felt that his power and hearing function had been weakened.

Unable to see clearly what was happening a hundred feet away, I could only vaguely hear their cursing voices:

"It's so scary here. We have all become the lowest level of demons. We can no longer control our souls and hearts. What should we do?"

"'cao' *damn it, this is definitely a specific time. We have become the lowest level of demons and will definitely die after living for a thousand years. We are not willing to accept it."

"They are all that abominable rebel. We will cut off his flesh piece by piece, grind his bones into pieces, and treat his brains like boiled water..."

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Countless curses kept coming, and at the same time, a sense of despair continued to permeate this area. Yes, the despair in the hearts of these demons became deeper and deeper. From the words they cursed, we can know that they were at this time.

He was already in a 'hysterical' emotional state.

The ninety middle-aged demons at the front all had ugly faces. One middle-aged demon shouted: "You are so stupid, what's the use of being afraid now?"

I didn’t…”

The deterrent power of this middle-aged demon who has reached the realm of the War King is quite strong. After he roared, the demon group fell silent for a few moments, but...then, more violent curses were heard.

Come:

"Damn it, you were the Emperor of War outside the Realm of Death, but aren't you just a piece of trash here? You are the same trash as us, and you have no qualifications to teach us a lesson."

"That's right, "cao" *you* "nai" "nai"..."

"Here, the War Emperor is nothing..."

Waves of insults came like "chao". The middle-aged devil's face turned extremely ugly, and the other eighty-nine war emperors also became extremely angry.

The dignity of the strong men in the realm of war emperors has been provoked, which is absolutely intolerable. The ninety strong men in the realm of war emperors all have cold gleams in their eyes and murderous intent in their hearts. The invisible killing intent attacks them all at once.

As the center spread to all directions, the curses all around stopped...

With a loud roar of "Death", the figure of the middle-aged War King-level demon moved instantly, and without hesitation, he killed the middle-aged demon in front of him with one palm. With the sound of "Puff", the skull cracked,

Blood and pale brains were scattered on the frightened and pale faces of several people. The middle-aged demon's body stood erect, with murderous intent in his eyes as if solidified, and the invisible terrifying aura made the demons feel frightened.

At the same time, the remaining eighty-nine War King-level demons took action one after another, with great cruelty. In just a few breaths, hundreds of demons had died in their hands, and the dark area was filled with the smell of blood.

The endless weirdness and terror made the demons even more frightened, and the curses gradually died down.

The ninety War King-level demons stopped instantly, and the middle-aged demon said coldly: "Although we have become mortals, our physical essence has surpassed yours. If you were outside, you would be nothing more than ants."

Another middle-aged demon in the realm of the War Emperor sneered: "Although our bodies are close to the lowest level of demon bodies at this time, our understanding of fighting is definitely dozens of times better than yours, and killing you is nothing more than that.

It’s like killing a devil’s chicken.”

All the demons were silent. For a moment, no one dared to refute. There was a trace of fear and a trace of madness in their eyes. The two kinds of light were constantly alternating. This also made the auras of the demons tremble. Several demons had deep eyes.

There is endless madness everywhere...

Maybe this is a kind of dissatisfaction. This is a kind of resistance to the War King-level demons. If they use all their strength to kill the ninety War King-level demons that are pressing on their heads, it might not be a conscious act.

What's the matter? After all, the final result is death, so why not go crazy before death?

The faces of the ninety war kings have changed a bit. They feel that their bodies have been completely weakened to the lowest level of the demon body. This makes them feel a little uneasy. As the saying goes: An elephant will be killed by ants. But

The gap between them and these demons is not too big. It is estimated that if hundreds of demons surround one of them, he will probably die.

"Haha. Fellow demons, if we kill each other before our goal is achieved, wouldn't it be ridiculous?" At this time, one of the ninety war-king-level female demons said with a sweet smile.

Another female demon said: "Yes, we haven't killed the rebels yet, but our own people have died cleanly. How sad is this?"

"Besides, are we really bound to die? The demons who died in the past were all alone, or they died because they were not aligned with one another. If we unite as one, we can temporarily eliminate all the dissatisfaction and dissatisfaction in our hearts.

Let go, we may not have no chance of escaping." Another female demon said softly, and this female demon's words made all the demons wake up one after another, and they all slowly calmed down the panic and fear in their hearts.

Crazy because they had a glimmer of hope for survival.

Next, the ninety middle-aged war-king-level demons once again resumed their leadership positions, while the rest of the middle-aged demons all had a glimmer of hope in their hearts, and their eyes fluctuated slightly, as if they were looking for some opportunity.

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But Qin Lang was a little depressed. His body's hearing at this time could only be vague. What happened to the demon group in front of him? Qin Lang was extremely curious to understand. Through the waves of fluctuations and murderous intent,

Qin Lang roughly understood why? But he didn't know how the result calmed down.

"Damn, my physical strength has stopped declining at this time. This seems to be much better than I expected." Qin Lang suddenly felt that his physical strength was no longer declining, and Qin Lang realized that his strength had reached its lowest value.

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Qin Lang was somewhat surprised to find that his physical strength was much higher than he thought. Originally, a mortal's strength could only lift an object weighing about a hundred kilograms. Qin Lang guessed that his strength would be at this level in the end.

It can't be too much more.

Subconsciously waving his arms, and then kicked a few times hard, Qin Lang wanted to see where his strength was.

The sound of "whirring" reached Qin Lang's ears, and Qin Lang roughly understood that his strength was about 30,000 kilograms. This was a very intuitive affirmation. This made Qin Lang a little overjoyed. He understood that now he could only

Now that he can rely on the strength of his body to fight, thirty thousand kilograms is already much higher than he imagined.

Qin Lang discovered that the influence of the 'Tenth Life's Addition' was only about twice as much, which meant that his minimum strength was about 15,000 kilograms, but the Tenth Life's Addition had doubled his strength. This made him

Qin Lang was very happy and sighed in his heart: The world-defying battle tactics are extraordinary.

Then Qin Lang ordered one of his mad bodies to punch. With the wave force of air flow in the air, Qin Lang roughly estimated that the strength of his mad body was about six thousand kilograms. This also made Qin Lang

Some lamented: These crazy bodies are no longer human.

In fact, it is more accurate to say that Qin Lang is no longer human, and his minimum physical strength is no longer the power that a mortal can possess. Qin Lang secretly said: "It is probably because he absorbed the flesh and blood of the 'Ancient Barbarian Manman'.

This has made his body's essence somewhat inhuman, and he has also absorbed the flesh and blood of over 100 million demons, which has also changed his body's essence. However, the biggest reason for the change in physical strength is probably Manman.

Already."

"Haha, my physical strength is 30,000 kilograms, and the physical strength of 180,000 emotions is six thousand kilograms. I want to see how many kilograms a demon's physical strength is?" Qin Lang felt slightly calm, a little bit.

Looking expectantly at the nearly one million middle-aged demons approaching.

Because the physiques of both sides have returned to the lowest level of the race, they feel extremely uncomfortable whether it is their senses or anything else. Even the sight of the twenty feet ahead is blurry, mainly because of this area.

The area is too dark. If it were a little brighter, it would be more than that.

When the distance between Qin Lang and the ten middle-aged demons of the War Emperor level was only more than ten feet, both sides could see some of each other's situation clearly. Qin Lang could understand the harmony of the ten middle-aged demons in front of him at a glance.

The eighty people behind them are the strongest. Qin Lang, who has killed hundreds of millions of demons, is vaguely certain: these ninety demons must have been at the War Emperor level, and their current strength must not be underestimated. After all, the War Emperor is

War King.

And the ninety war emperor-level demons all looked at Qin Lang strangely... behind them, yes, their eyes were a little horrified. They looked stupidly at the countless identical bodies behind Qin Lang, and thought to themselves.

:What kind of skills does this kid have? He turned into the lowest level of demon, and he can still clone himself? How is this possible?

This thing can really shock their eyes. Just now they discovered that their demonic souls and original hearts were gradually weakening, so they quickly divided into clones, but the final result was that those clones slowly turned into nothingness. Now.

How can they calm down after seeing the so-called 'rebels' being able to do things that even the Emperor of War cannot do?

Just when Qin Lang was about to speak, he suddenly found that the entire area as dark as ink was slowly shattering. This was an extremely strange scene. Everything was shattered like an illusion and turned into pieces of black.

The mirror then split again, turning into smaller black mirrors, and then split again...

All the demons looked at this scene with shocked faces. They didn't understand why. Was everything that happened just now real or an illusion?

Whether it is real or an illusion? But the power of the body has indeed become the lowest state of the race. No one can deny this. There is truth in illusion, and there is illusion in reality. It is simply terrible.

Qin Lang's heart trembled slightly, his forehead was sweating unconsciously, and his vest was constantly leaking water. All of this made him feel a deep sense of absurdity. The most important thing was that his strength had become weaker. This was fundamental, and

It is the kind of weakening that is unstoppable and irresistible, without even a cause or solution.

This is like a mortal becoming a paralyzed person, and at this time Qin Lang has changed from a strong man in the realm of the War Emperor to an ordinary person with a physical strength of 30,000 kilograms. This gap is absolutely huge.

It is tantamount to falling from the nine heavens to the eighteenth level of hell.

Not only Qin Lang had such thoughts, but also millions of demons felt chills in their hearts. They did not expect that all this was just an illusion, and that an illusion actually made them suffer such 'torture'-like suppression. If the people who arranged this illusion were

The owner wants to kill them...it's easier than crushing an ant.

Especially the Ninety War Emperors. Once upon a time they killed millions without harming a single thing? Unexpectedly, they have ended up like this now. The value of life at this time is not even as good as an ant. Life and death can only depend on other people's thoughts.

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Then they no longer care about feeling sad and angry because they are already in a huge and boundless area. (To be continued.)